Escaping danger part 2

‏ At first, Gu Xiang didn't run toward an isolated place like Wen Kexing had expected. After all, it's easier to kill someone where there were fewer people. The three of them haphazardly wiped the blood on them and ran toward the downtown. But cluster together, the made too obvious of a target, before thirty minutes were up, Gu Xiang regrets this decision.

They were stopped by several people: The leaders were Feng Xiaofeng and Gao Slave while following behind them an old man and an old woman. One leaned on a walking stick in their left and the other in their right. The old man was dressing in spring onion green, the lady in red. The old man was draped in silver and gold, with a dozen pounds of gold jewelry on him, the old woman smeared herself with makeup, her face shining like a monkey's bottom.

Cao Weining sweated in the palm of his hand at once-this pair of old couples is more difficult than Feng Xiaofeng. It is the legendary "Peach Red Grandma" and "Green Willow Grandpa", an old but crooked couple. Even though they were getting on age, they could do the most unscrupulous thing without shame.

Feng Xiaofeng laughs sharply: "Zhang Chengling, after all, still a descendant of an Orthodox sect. all the heroes of the world are now planning to get justice for your Zhang family, but you are running away with unorthodox villains of unknown origin. Are you trying to revive your dead father by infuriating him?

Zhang Chengling's complexion changed immediately. He was not good at arguing with others. He was always clumsy and just shouted at him: "You ... you are talking nonsense, my Shifu and senior Wen are good people!"

the poisonous scorpion's hook had opened a still-bleeding on the side of Gu Xiang's waist, and she was still bleeding. Although she had taken the antidote, the pain make her gush buckets becket of cold sweat. She had run out of patience a long time ago and spat, "Why are you talking bullshit? " Feng Xiaofeng, make way for this madam, don't think I can't cut you down because you are short! "

Feng Xiaofeng screamed, "Where did this damn insolent lass come from?"

Then he pulled out a machete from behind him and rushed to Gu Xiang. Cao Weining scramble to unsheathe his sword to block his blade, still trying to talk reason into him, saying, "Senior, A Xiang is from the younger generation, if words get out that you take what she said in heart, Wouldn't that be detrimental to your almighty reputation? "

Feng Xiaofeng originally had focused all of his attention on Zhang Chengling at first, and only noticed Cao Weining now, taken aback, wondering: "How did you, a boy of the Qingfeng Sword School get mixed up with them?"

Cao Weining smiled ruefully: "Senior, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding ..."

Feng Xiaofeng hummed and held the sword in his hand, only for the peach red lady to interject: "Since this is the case, Lao Feng, you should also be a little calm -the boy of Qingfeng Sword School, you found this little tyke and brought him back. It's a very good thing and consider a good deed. This old granny thinks that you have a bright future ahead of you. "

Cao Weining, while secretly alerting, had to drag Gu Xiang to prevent her from rubbing her fire. The cold sweat on his forehead was almost dripping, and he could only say, "Yes, thank you, old senior ..."

The peach red Grandma waved her hand slowly, and ordered with an arrogant tone, "Zhang Chengling, come with us."

Zhang Chengling immediately took two steps back, staring at her with a pair of big wary eyes. Cao Weining moved a half step to the side, blocking Zhang Chengling from her, and asked tentatively, "Is Seniors are helping Hero Zhao or Hero Gao to find Cheng Ling? It is better to clear this up."

She chuckled coldly, and interrupted him, her gaze fierce, "Boy, what reason do you have that make you qualified to ask us that?"

Cao Weining blocked Zhang Chengling from her view and stepped back two steps, still cautiously said: "Seniors forgive me, juniors just take care of him on their behalf, dare not give this little brother to others at will, and necessary to hand him over, hero Gao or hero Zhao mus be there ... "

Green willow Grandpa struck the ground with a cane and sneered coldly, "Do you think of yourself as someone great? This person, Today, you will have to leave him behind, even if you don't want to, you still will!"

His voice only came to an end, and he and Peach's red Grandma attacked him at the same time. waving his huge stick, he swung it downward toward Cao Weining.

Cao Weining didn't dare to leave it to chance, stepped back but maintained his defensive position. He shouted at Gu Xiang and said, "Take him first, quickly!"

Gu Xiang's thoughts turned very fast. She knew that Cao Weining was a member of the Qingfeng Sword School. No matter what, these old monsters were afraid of Mo Huaikong and Mo Huaiyang, and they had to be merciful since they will not take life, she didn't hesitate, and said, "Take care."

She picked up Zhang Chengling and run in the other direction.

How would Feng Xiaofeng be willing to let them go, he chased after them. Gu Xiang's eyes were frozen, her hands suddenly retracted into her sleeves, and Zhang Chengling was pushed hard to avoid Feng Xiaofeng, and borrow the momentum of the shove to leap at Gaoshan slave. The meteor hammer of the Gaoshan hurtled at her. Gu Xiang avoided it smartly, and suddenly raised his hand and sprinkled a handful of white powder. The Gaeshan slave did not have enough time to escape and was hit straight in the face. he screamed in agony, unable to open his red swollen eyes. he rubbed them with his hands, but blood seeped out of them, Gu Xiang was vicious in her execution, incapacitating his eyes with a vicious trick that no one had predicted.

Feng Xiaofeng turned around to face the Gaoshan slave, and said in a horror, "Ashan, what are you ...?"

He just screamed like a wild beast, grabbed his eyes hard, Feng Xiaofeng rushed up and hugged his arm, the two rolled around on the ground, only with immense effort, did he manage to seal the acupuncture point of Gao Shan, Feng Xiaofeng looked at his eyes, his heart has ached at their frightening state, and he yelled, "Don't you dare leave, you little slut!"

But where was there still traces of Gu Xiang and Zhang Chengling?

Gu Xiang concluded that this place was too crowded to take, and she took Zhang Chengling to the wilderness. She was burning with anxiety: one moment, her mind kept lingering on how master and Zhou Xu were both unpredictable. Could at least one out of the two find them? and another moment, She was worried that since she was forced to use that move earlier, Would Feng Xiaofeng take his fury at Cao Weining? Had she doomed that silly boy to die?

But she haven't much time to worry about Cao Weining, because the third batch of dead poisoned scorpions warriors was waiting in the woods they had to pass on the way to the outskirts of the city.

Gu Xiang was crying secretly in her heart. She was injured, and she didn't know how long she could sustain it. She didn't even have a person to ask for help. She stuffed a short sword to Zhang Chengling, and desperately pushed him out. "Run!" Then she rose as nimbly as a sparrow and braced herself to meet the poisonous scorpion warriors head-on.

Zhang Chengling panicked and ran to the forest with tears. He shed tears as he ran, how did he think he was so useless and how did he always burden others? First his Shifu, then Brother Cao and Sister Gu Xiang ...

However, the reality did not give him time to reminisce and regret, A few screams rang in his ears, and three or four men in black came out from different directions, which blocked all his ways. Zhang Chengling stood there with only a dagger Gu Xiang had just given him. He was holding it like a child's toy.

The hooks in the hands of the black assassins came cold, approaching. At that moment, Zhang Chengling's ferocity was suddenly aroused. He thought, why do you all want me to die? What did I do wrong? Why can other people live, but not me?!

A man in black accelerated, and the hook swept over him like a huge scorpion. Zhang Chengling stepped forward with his left foot. Somehow, he remembered what Wen Kexing said to him that night-- Like a hawk catching a rabbit, like opening a bow without regret, weaken at the peak, but surge when suppressed—he suddenly jumped back, stepped on a trunk, and leaped high, and pounce with his whole body towards the cold light, at that moment, his mind was empty, there were only four words: Fight to the death.

The short dagger clashed with the scorpion hook, and the sound of metal is uncomfortable, and the voice of Wen Kexing rang in his ear once more: when permutations are superficial, then the aura of your sword should be breezy, floating unsteadily. When boundless metamorphosis occurs, all possible variations are embedded within one. His blade was pinned by the hook, Putting all his might on the hand restrained by the hook. Zhang Chengling twisted and sent his hand forward, forcefully, sending the dagger into the chest of the man in black.

The poisonous scorpion died even before making a noise of pain, and Zhang Chengling was still unbelievable. For a moment, his heart was filled with joy, fear, and a lot of emotions, but before he could taste it, another poisonous scorpion had arrived. Zhang Chengling raised his hand to stop, but was frightened to find that a black gas started to flow from the place where the palm was torn by the hook, and then his whole body became weak. He shook, couldn't stand anymore, and sat down on his knees.

Zhang Chengling closed his eyes in despair, and said, "Is this going to die?"

However, the fatal blow didn't come down. Zhang Chengling waited for a long time before he glanced at it, and saw that the poisonous scorpion had an arrow in the chest, split his eyes, and then fell suddenly, and then a man's voice was behind him. It sounded and said, " murdering and committing arson in broad daylight, Why don't I remember that the folk culture in Dongting has deteriorated so much?"