A Pair of Eclipse Swords
Chapter :90 – Suspicious
The midget grandfather glanced at his disciple, then he gave a mark with a glance in his eyes. Nie Chi nodded in understanding and picked up his bamboo stick that had been placed next to the wagon. He faced the black-robed man whose entire body was trembling withholding the anger.
"Who are you bothering a passing parent?" nie Chi's Scolds.
The man raised his face and replied loudly, "I should ask, are you two old and young people interrupting our work?"
Nie Chi looked at the injured old grandfather on his shoulder. He still grimaced with pain while clutching his left shoulder which continued to bleed. But the man's left hand gripped his right chest, like it was holding something. Nie Chi saw this but he did not care, again he looked at the opponent.
"Don't you see from the clothes and emblems under your broad cloak, you are the ones who call yourself the Midnight Wolf?" said Nie Chi when he immediately saw the wolf head emblem on the left chest of his opponent's underwear.
This person was startled and quickly covered his outer robe. He snapped, "Oh yes, so why? Well, already know not to step aside want what else? Want to die?"
"You're the one who's gonna die!" snapped Nie Chi and lunged with his cane. Is a roll of yellow light that snatched ferociously accompanied by the sound of squealing air hit by a stick.
The person was surprised, before the stick arrived the wind was so clear. Understand now that he is facing a cunning man.
Quickly he moved his sword twisting in front of the body, forming a wide umbrella that at once covered the eyes of the opponent. While the left hand is quietly beside the waist ready to send tootokan when the opponent has arrived close.
"Trang-shyutt-brett!"
Twice the stick was caught. But that person's hand felt a great tremble and his sword movement stiffened for a moment. This opportunity was used by Nie Chi to perform a piercing motion towards the eyes. But the opponent still had time to dodge and as a result his right shoulder was hit by a stick.
How shocked he was when he saw the shirt on the right shoulder torn like a machete. His face paled slightly but he remained reckless.
"Geehaahhh!!"
Accompanied by a loud screech, he lunged forward with a loud bang. Nie Chi acted quickly, his wand poked from below and precisely poke the opponent's elbow. Make the opponent's hand paralyzed instantly.
Just then, Nie Chi turned the stick and using the other end of the stick, he poked the chin of the opponent he threw into the steep cliff behind him.
"Yeahhhhh!!!" a blaring cry sounded as the person was thrown and plunged freely downwards.
Nie Chi looked coldly at the plunge of that person. Then he snorted and approached the old man who was injured. It turned out that his own teacher had helped the person by punching a few lines of blood on the shoulder, making the person's bleeding stop.
"Thank you, sir, sir, swordsman." he said many times, bowing respectfully.
Nie Chi even felt alone with that exaggerated respect. He tried to persuade the old man to stop his actions.
Distant from the midget grandfather who was still sitting down, but his sharp eyes always looked towards the old man's right chest. I don't know what he's thinking.
"Wow, bad!" suddenly the old man said. Before anyone could ask, he first continued, "I have to quickly deliver the goods, it is too late. I'm sorry master swordsman, I'm in a hurry."
Having said that, this man had already jumped on his horse and run the horse carriage. He passed through the narrow path with extra care, after which he sped up the journey as if he would die if it was a second too late.
"Follow him!" the teacher suddenly said. Nie Chi looked confused.
"Eh, the teacher himself objected."
"Now change your mind, chase!!" it turned out that this grandfather had risen and moved very quickly. Making Nie Chi even more amazed by the intelligence of such a wonderful little grandfather.
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Led by a middle-aged man who always sucked his horn, the twenty men darted quickly across the area of the bamboo forest that was very lush.
Obviously these two dozens of people have very high intelligence. The proof, the bamboo sticks that collapsed blocked the entire road, they managed to surpass it as if there was no obstacle there. If only someone moved that fast, and his intelligence was not high enough, he would have fallen awake.
"Behind that hill, we'll meet him. Hurry up and run!" exclaim the man bercap after first exhaling smoke from the hornbill.
Next to him, there was a handsome young man in very modest clothes, though so very clean and well-groomed. From then on he seemed silent, and this seemed to be his voice.
"Uncle Wan, is it true that the news, that old uncle has managed to get it?" this young man then glanced towards the clapping man called uncle Wan. Then he said again, "He's just good at village silat, where can I get that?"
"Uncle Wan Jin, this is too strange!! What if we've framed the enemy!?"
Wan Jin, one of the veteran swordsmen of the White Eagle glanced for a moment and replied after snorting, "If it's like that, just brush it!!"
Khuang Peng, the mighty young man from White Rajawali was about to refute. But he blurted out the intention with a long breath. After that, the young man went back to silence.
After a few minutes, they finally reached the top of the hill and without waiting again immediately down. There was a stream of creeks down there, these two dozens of people deftly crossed the river and continued on their way. Not long after, they arrived at the promised place, in a large field in the middle of the forest.
As soon as he arrived, Wan Jin frowned. His eyes glanced to the right and left with a lookout attitude.
All these actions cannot be separated from the supervision of Khuang Peng who was immediately vigilant. He secretly felt that there was something strange about this situation.
Too quiet.
"Let's sit and wait." finally Wan Jin said. But his eyes remained sharp and watchful.
These two dozens of people immediately sat themselves under a huge tree. Sit down and take shelter from the sunlight that began to scorch.
"Uncle Wan..."
"Yes, I know." replied the man quickly, "Somehow, I don't feel good."
Khuang Peng nodded and whispered once more, "Then we should be vigilant."
Wan Jin simply nodded.
About an hour later, there was the sound of horseshoes coming from the forest ahead. At once the faces of the twenty people became bright because of course this was the person who was waiting for.
Not long after, there was a horse carriage with its coachman. An old man who was even older than Wan Jin.
"Finally came." Wan Jin murmured and stood up to welcome the arrival of the old man who became radiant in his face. The old face showed relief.
However Wan Jin and Khuang Peng suddenly glared. This shocked the coachman himself who became frowning.
Before he could react, the two old and young people had already darted like swiftlets towards the horse carriage.
"Awass!!" khuang Peng. As soon as he arrived at the horse-drawn carriage, he grabbed the coachman's head and led him to hide in the cart.
As for Wan Jin, he was already holding his hilt, standing on the back of one of the horses, pulling the controlling rope with his legs making the horse neigh and stand with both hind legs. At that time, he blew to the left right along with his extraordinary shell.
"Wuuss-wuuss-wuuss."
"Trakk-trings!"
The sound of secret weapons from various directions that fell suddenly exposed to smoke from the shell and the blowing of Wan Jin's breath. Then this man took off his caping hat and snatched towards the right along with a fierce clash.
"Rotten coward! Out!!"
A storm blew from the flickering of the caping hat. Make the tree on the right there sway and fall the people who were scapegoating the secret weapons that previously hid in the tree.
Wan Jin made the same move to the left and something similar happened. Some people fell from the top of the tree as soon as they received Wan Jin's wind.
"Who are you and what are you going to play crazy with the White Eagle!!" wan Jin snapped when he saw those black-clothed people. Then he exclaimed to his comrades, "Fighter preparations, this is an ambush!!"
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