Successor Goddess of Death (Series 2)
253. Meet the Robbers
1 Hour they walked, he still had not seen the end of this desert. Sweat was pouring down from his forehead and he noticed some people were also experiencing the same thing with him.
He continued walking even though his feet had already felt extremely hot, the silent silence he was flowing his Qi to his feet and every step of his made the hot sand freeze.
Due to the extreme heat added with the frozen ice, making the sounds of the two opposing elements attracted the attention of several people behind him.
"Thank you Xue Shidi, this way my legs are getting better. " Say one of the men behind her.
"Only a small trick, do not be too shy. " Say him calmly.
"You're kind to that guy but don't care about me next to you. " Said Zhao Lu in annoyance.
"You're old, you should be able to take care of yourself. " Say her flatly.
But he still stuck out his hand and grabbed Zhao Lu's hand, this couldn't be said to be a holdout.
Because, it was more precise that he clutched Zhao Lu's arm.
"Huft, the taste is getting better. " So Zhao Lu said as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the cold sensation in his hands.
"What will you use as payment for having made me, your master work for you ?" He asked in a soft voice but full of arrogance.
"This lowly one doesn't have many things, it only has a face and a body. What if I hand over my body to Master ?" Zhao Lu asked shamelessly.
"Of course, give up your body. I'll use your body to test my dangerous poison, how ?" He asked her cruelly and without pity.
Of course, Zhao Lu's face instantly turned deathly pale. Normally, if one was tempted like that then that person would be immediately embarrassed.
But, this kind of Xue Fenghuang person was even more shameless again. Xue Fenghuang realized Zhao Lu's thoughts and only snorted lightly.
He looked at Zhao Lu with a triumphant gaze. He continued walking until he finally saw a group of people in all-black and barefoot clothing, landing around them.
"Heart heart !" He shouted reflexively.
He pulled Zhao Lu's body as a small blade with 4 blades, was thrown towards them.
(Shuriken)
The small blade blade was like endless, he leaped upwards while pulling Zhao Lu's clothes collar. Then kick the knife back.
"thank you. " So Zhao Lu said when they landed.
The crowd became broken and scattered, many people who had been for too long inside the Sect and their claws became blunt.
They could not even hold the sword properly, he caught one of the blades hovering towards him by pinning it between his index and middle fingers.
Then throw it back at the people dressed in black, because of this ambush and they are not ready.
In fact, even Lang Xun could not prevent the spill of blood from the Divine Tiger Sect. The knife keeps coming out as if it never runs out.
He dodged nimbly and killed more robbers, he took the knife and threw it back.
This knife blade is very good, later he will ask people to forge it.
He continued to attack and saw that Zhao Lu was directly confronting the two robbers who had bad power for a direct fight.
Merely, the Divine Tiger Sect that was said to be a large and powerful Sect had let her down. This Sect disciple disciple disciple did not even know how to wield a true sword.
Their claws had become blunt without being sharpened anymore because of thinking that they were within the shade of the Sect and were busy with their dual cultivation.
This is actually quite sad, he doesn't know whether to laugh or cry, but this is his reality.
He continued to attack without taking out his martial arts, he was not in such a desperate state that it was not necessary to use his martial arts.
He picked up the knife unharmed and started attacking quickly and precisely, he snorted at the several fallen disciples.
The disciple fell into a pool of blood, he was completely unable to say any more words. Disciple disciples who could not even handle a small matter like this, wanted to be taken to a prestigious match like Tian Longfeng.
Wasn't it just going to make the Sect feel embarrassed and have no other face, he shook his head at the thought of this.
He completed this along with Lang Xun before calculating that there were 13 disciples who died and 5 of them were seriously injured, the other 21 were lightly injured.
He approached Zhao Lu and asked the man's situation.
"Are you okay ?" Ask her subtly.
"It's fine. " Zhao Lu still looked surprised.
"This is really bad, this kind of attack just takes its toll. " Take it with annoyance.
The stagnant blood quickly dried up due to the scorching sun, Lang Xun took care of the injured person before the journey was resumed.
He puffed his cheeks in annoyance because of this hot and long journey, the day was getting dark because the fight had not taken a while.
This desert turned extremely cold and the air became extreme, even the wind was extremely cold and as if piercing through his bones.
He continued walking calmly, this kind of coldness was like his close friend. But, another disciple said another.
Most felt unable to stand it and used a few more layers of clothing, before Lang Xun finally decided to stay for a while in this desert while waiting for tomorrow.
"Who has firewood ?" Ask one of the elders who came.
"I." Answer it briefly.
He took out a pile of firewood from his s.p.a.ce ring, then Zhao Lu stepped forward and flames shot out from the man's hand.
The firewood was burning rapidly and making the air slightly warmer, he sat down near the firewood while looking ahead with a blank look.
"Aren't you cold in those thin clothes ?"Zhao Lu asked who was sitting next to him.
"No." Answer her flatly and coldly.
After that, the atmosphere became silent, very inversely proportional to other students who continued to tell each other.
He did not attempt to start the topic, when it was cold like this, he could only think of one person.
Unwittingly by him, this figure had dominated his entire mind. Whatever and wherever he was, he would think of this figure.
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