Sky-shaking thunder? Another sky-shaking thunder. This guy actually has a sky-shaking thunder? Hu Zhenhua was frightened to death. Just now, a sky-shaking thunder blew him up and seriously injured him. If another one hits him, wouldn't he?
Want to die without a burial place? Hu Zhenhua didn't care about the injuries on his body. He turned over and fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, and quickly rolled to the side.
It is extremely troublesome to make things like Zhentian Lei. How could Qingyang have so many of them? This time it was just a bluff. He threw out a piece of mud in his hand, Qingyang turned around and ran towards the entrance of the cave.
And go.
Hu Zhenhua rolled twice in a row, but the so-called thunderbolt did not come. Only then did he realize that he had fallen into this kid's trick again. What the opponent threw was not a thunderbolt at all, but a thunderbolt.
A ball of black mud about the same size as a thunderbolt.
Three times, three times in a row, he had fallen into the hands of this kid three times in a row. Hu Zhenhua was filled with rage. Seeing Qingyang fleeing further and further away, Hu Zhenhua had no time to get up and pursue him, so he had to grit his teeth and move toward Qingyang.
Yang threw out the flying knife from his back.
Hu Zhenhua was furious, and the power of the flying knife was increased to the maximum. Unfortunately, Qingyang was too far away from him, so the knife lost its power, and finally nailed the body of Songhe Lao Dao that Qingyang was carrying.
But Qingyang in front didn't know this. At this time, he had already escaped to the waterfall at the entrance of the cave. He glanced at the distance of the floating logs on the pool outside, then used his kung fu to circulate throughout his body, used his light body kung fu and jumped towards the water.
past.
With the help of the wood floating in the water, Qingyang clicked his feet a few times and quickly jumped over the pool. When he came, he had to rely on the help of his master, Songhe Lao Dao, and now he was carrying Song He Lao Tao's body while carrying his body around his waist.
Even though he was still injured, he was able to easily jump over the puddle. Perhaps this was not only due to his improved strength, but also because his potential was stimulated while escaping.
After passing the water pool, Qingyang raised his head and discovered that Master Kongji was waiting not far ahead. Seeing that Qingyang was fine, Master Kongji said: "Amitabha, you finally came out. There was a loud noise in the cave just now. I still
I thought something was going to happen to you, are you injured?"
Qingyang ran forward and said: "The explosion was the thunder that Master left for me. Hu Zhenhua has been injured by me, but my strength is too different from his. Not only is there nothing he can do,
Instead, he shot me with a knife."
Master Kongji also said while running: "Even if a first-class master is seriously injured, even I have to avoid his edge in a fight to the death. You are right to escape in time. If you wait for Hu Zhentai and the others to catch up,
If you come up, there will be no chance at all."
This is true. Qingyang thought about this clearly and escaped first.
"Where are Xuanzhu and the others?" Qingyang asked.
"The two of them were too slow, so I let them escape first. Now that Hu Zhenhua is also injured, he probably won't be able to catch up with us for a while. When we get out of the valley, we escape separately, and the Tiger Gang will take us
There is nothing we can do." Master Kongji said.
Master Kongji tried his best to control the speed as fast as Qingyang, and the two of them ran side by side towards the outside of the valley. From the position of the water pool to the exit of the valley, there was a distance of about seven or eight miles. Both of them were masters, and they flew with all their strength.
In less than a quarter of an hour, he caught up with Xuanzhu's Pi Youfeng, who had come out early, at the entrance of the valley.
Qingyang resolutely turned around and blocked Hu Zhenhua in order to buy them time to escape. If Qingyang died inside, they would feel guilty for the rest of their lives. Now that they saw Qingyang escaping safely, they both relaxed.
One breath.
After leaving the valley, the roads outside extend in all directions, and you can choose the direction of escape. However, considering that the Tiger Gang may chase them at any time, it is better to act separately. They do not know that Hu Zhentai is in the cave at this time.
They thought that Hu Zhenhua was just the vanguard, and Hu Zhentai and others were following behind. If they were blocked by them, they would be killed in one fell swoop.
In fact, they don't like to act together. Pi You has the ability to tame animals inherited from the Feng family. Although the wild beasts in the mountains are difficult to tame, with this skill, self-protection is still no problem. Master Kongji also feels that the other two are a bit of a drag,
If he only took care of his disciple Xuan Zhu, he would be confident enough to escape from the Tiger Gang.
As for Qingyang, he doesn't care. The mountains and forests are so big that as long as he hides in, it will be difficult for the Tiger Gang to find him. There is no need to worry about acting alone. Whether he lives or dies depends on his luck. Don't worry.
affects others.
Then the four of them separated, Master Kongji and Xuanzhu headed straight to the east, Pi Youfeng walked south-east by himself, and Qingyang carried the master's body on his back and headed north-east.
The mountain road is difficult to walk, and it is even more difficult to walk in this inaccessible deep mountain forest with a corpse on your back. The injury on Qingyang's waist is getting more and more serious, and his physical strength is also declining bit by bit, but
Life is at stake, so we can only grit our teeth and hold on.
After walking for more than an hour, seeing that the sun had turned to the west, Qingyang couldn't hold on anymore. He felt that the Tiger Gang would not come so soon, so he found a cave and hid in with his master's body on his back.
The cave is very shallow, only more than two feet deep, but the space inside is quite spacious. Qingyang first found some hay outside and spread it in the cave, then put the body of Master Songhe Laodao. Then he came to the river.
After cleaning the wound on his waist and bandaging it again, he returned to the cave with heavy steps.
Looking at Songhe Lao Dao lying on the hay, Qingyang couldn't help but secretly pouted, you old liar, you died as soon as you kicked off your legs, you didn't care about what happened next, and you had to carry you on my back when I was running for my life, really
It hurt me.
There is still a long way to go. It will take at least five or six days to go over mountains and ridges. If I have to carry you like this from now on, won't I be exhausted to death? Forget it, let's wake you up first.
Qingyang filled a big leaf with some water, opened Songhe Laodao's mouth and poured it in. Then he sat next to him and pushed along his chest. When the chest began to gradually become warm, he started to massage it again.
The limbs of Songhe Laodao.
"Well……"
I don't know how long it took, but after a long burp, Songhe's body suddenly moved, and then his eyes slowly opened.
Yes, Qingyang’s master, Songhe Laodao, is not dead. All of this is fake. Although it all looks the same as real, as a disciple of Songhe Laodao, Qingyang cannot fail to see that.
This was also the reason why he insisted on bringing out the body of Songhe Laodao.
As for the poisonous scorpion, Qingyang had seen it before in Xipingguan. Despite its size, the poisonous hook had already been treated by Master Songhe. It was used by Master to scare people. Why did Master Songhe pretend to be dead?
Qingyang is not sure. He needs to ask Songhe Laodao himself.