
"Damn, we lost him!"
The midget's grandfather cursed this and it was so knowing one fact that they had been left behind by the chariot. Nie Chi who was next to him could do nothing but look to the left right with a puzzled look.
After coming out of a dangerous area in the form of a steep downhill road next to a cliff, if at that time the next road in the form of a small path. Even so very neat and smooth. Makes it easy for the old man of the coachman to travel fast.
Up to here, that pair of teachers and disciples could still follow well. Up to a fork, and the coachman took the right. Then just a few tens of meters there was another fork. The driver chose to go back to the right.
At the next crossroad, he turned to the leftmost street. Then when there was a gap of five, he took the right-hand path in the form of a vast meadow. Up to here the two people were still able to follow clearly.
But woe to them that in the grove of reeds there are a lot of snakes and various kinds of poisonous animals such as scorpions, centipedes, hundreds of cockroaches and so forth.
So bother these two people to jump and occasionally send a blow of inner strength. The coachman was able to survive because in addition to traveling quickly, also the pounding of horse legs and the noise caused by the train wheels was enough to make these animals turn around in fear. But the moment they saw two ordinary people, they became violent.
And thus, out of the pasture of the reeds, they reached another crossroads. A four-cross.
"According to the teacher, which way should we take?" Nie Chi asked.
"Where do you know!?" the grandfather snorted while slamming his feet. "All four of them look the same, how can I guess where that guy went?"
"Well...." Nie Chi let out a tired breath. So far, how could they come back. But Nie Chi was really curious about her teacher, she immediately asked.
"Teacher, why did the teacher suddenly invite me to chase after him? Didn't the teacher want to?"
This grandfather snorted and crossed his chest, "Hmph, I saw something suspicious earlier. Right now we're doing the chase just because I'm curious" he said. After a while, he again said while taking a random major, "Have it, forget it. Let's continue the journey."
But when Nie Chi was about to tail, his ears heard a sound from far away. His teacher was not deaf, he could even hear more clearly.
"Take my word, let's get there first!"
So the teacher and the student rushed to the right side of the road. They exert the science of running fast so that for a moment it has arrived at the place of origin of the voice earlier.
Suddenly these two men stopped and hoped to hide themselves behind the thickets. Their eyes bulged and their breaths slightly hunted down so tense.
Maybe in front there are some people who are flashing very fast. If only these two people did not step down, they would be found out.
One of them exclaimed, "He is a White Eagles! Old man."
"How did you know?"
"Don't ask too many questions!! You have failed to lead your entourage and now leave only three with you! Come with me, I've received a letter from the senior through the message delivery bird. He said the man was heading north and the senior was currently on a chase." a masked man and the only masked wearer of the fourteen said.
"Let's follow!" his teacher immediately stood up and shadowed the fourteen people.
They followed until dusk even at night. These two people did not dare to stop just to make a torch. In addition to fearing that they will be caught, they also do not want to miss far.
Those fourteen people were truly amazing, if their eyes were as good as cat eyes! Able to see in the dark.
In the dimly lit weather that was only illuminated by that full moonlight, they continued to move quickly.
While the two old and young people had to swallow the bitter reality when they arrived at one of the hill children, these fourteen people turned to the right. But there was one person who accidentally grazed the branch on the left, making the branch sway a little. Unfortunately, the two teachers and students thought that the people who were being chased were heading towards the left because of the swaying of the tree branch. Without a doubt, both turned left.
Thus, the short story of the two people who were stranded in one of the villages and helped Yang Ruan face the Midnight Wolf invasion.
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After going through a non-stop journey, the horseman finally arrived at the meeting place. It was in a large field in the middle of the forest.
And as told earlier, how Khuang Peng and Wan Jin were surrounded by dozens of black-robed people.
As soon as Khuang Peng looked over, he was surprised and said to Wan Jin, "Uncle, they are from the Midnight Wolf!"
Wan Jin was shocked to hear this. However, the name Midnight Wolf is already quite famous as a group of ruthless robbers. With the existence of masked members who are very large, making kosen warriors even quite troublesome to handle this one association.
There was even news circulating that all the robbers and criminals in this northern region, they were accomplices of the Midnight Wolf chief.
Currently, the group of fifties was all made up of masked people. So Wan Jin knew that he was currently being surrounded by the core members of the gathering.
"Give me the book and we'll take care of all this!" yell at their leader. Large tall with a pair of cleaver hanging at the waist.
"Huh, what did you say? You guys underestimated the White Rajawali?" wan Jin.
Khuang Peng had already jumped down with a sword in hand. His attitude that showed no signs of fear seemed very gallant.
"If the White Eagles could not wait to be broken. Nice one!! Attack!!" exclaim that guy.
These two dozens of people had prepared, yet how prying they were as the fifties turned around and left. They're pissed off. However Wan Jin who was more alert than the others immediately exclaimed giving orders.
"Close to here, protect old uncle!! Do not let it fall into the hands of the enemy!"
No one dared to argue. Immediately the twenty people locked up the horse carriage and formed a defensive formation that looked powerful. Wan Jin who was still standing on the horse kept watching.
Suddenly, from the top, two swordsmen slid down targeting the old uncle. Two people were about to jump but Wan Jin had already exclaimed.
"Fight the one down there, let me face this one!"
After which, at an invisible speed, his shell was moved piercing twice towards the opponent. As a result it snatched the smoky fine wind that immediately swept over the two people.
"Aaghh-uagh!"
There were cries of death as the two men jolted through the air and stiffened to death as soon as they hit the ground. This is why he got the nickname The Thunder Smoke.
Simultaneously with the appearance of those two people, consecutively ten people from within the forest darted swiftly over. Followed by dozens of others who were ready to send a surprise attack from behind his comrades.
"Fuckers!" sumpat Wan Jin saw an opponent formation that was so tough and agile. Difficult to find a gap, besides being able to attack, also able to defend.
"Don't let them touch old uncle!" wan Jin exclaimed and he jumped down. Along with the other brothers, he went on a violent rampage with a hanky and left-handed slaps. Sometimes he threw his caping hat or wagged to urge the tight attack.
But in fact the formation is so strange but also very strong. If the first line got an attack, he quickly dodged with a high leap backwards. Followed by a friend from the second row who sent the attack. Keep repeating like that so it is difficult for the White Guard to take the lives of its opponents. So that until dozens of years later, the two groups are equally strong and only take six deaths on their respective sides.
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