Regardless of whether the breath is Deng Baichuan or not, it is still a hope.
But other than that, there was nothing similar to Deng Baichuan in this entire village. Ziqin no longer hesitated and hurriedly followed the group of people secretly.
In this village, there is a guard post every three steps and a sentry post every five steps. Zi Qin hid in the darkness but took every step very carefully. He avoided at least twenty waves of bright posts and thirty or forty hidden sentries along the way, and finally came to a place. Entrance.
At this point, Ziqin could no longer follow him secretly.
This entrance is not big, but it is in a room. It seems that it is directly entering the interior of the mountain.
Zi Qin was already extremely surprised that this mountain stronghold was built against the mountain. However, it seemed at this time that this mountain stronghold was not only built against the mountain, but also opened up the interior of the mountain to serve as a base camp.
?Perception of contraction, focus on exploring and entering the entrance.
The familiar feeling is getting stronger and stronger. The aura is definitely the same as Deng Baichuan's, but it seems more messy.
The figure fell and turned into a phantom in an instant. In the blink of an eye, Ziqin had entered the entrance.
Before the several outposts had time to react, Ziqin's hands had already pressed hard on the backs of these people's necks. With a series of noises, these outposts immediately fell to death.
Although Ziqin's martial arts at this time has not yet returned to its heyday, it is not far behind. Mainly, this martial arts is all obtained by Ziqin's hard training, and its control is far better than that given by the system.
With his feet landing on the ground, Ziqin walked quickly towards the inside without any shock. Although the long passage after the entrance is located inside the mountain. But it's not dark or stuffy.
There are torches placed all along the way, illuminating the mountain road very brightly.
Ziqin quickly headed inside, and after walking about five or six hundred meters, he suddenly felt Deng Baichuan's aura clearly.
The chaos is also clearly reflected, but it is a symbol of the instability of life.
Ziqin's expression changed, and he no longer concealed his figure. In a few flashes, he had crossed the long passage and entered a bright place.
This is a place similar to a yamen cell. It is surrounded by cells made of iron bars and is divided into two floors. Located on both sides of the outside of the channel. As soon as Ziqin entered it, he saw a person at the end of the huge space being tied to a wooden pillar, and several strong men with whips were whipping the person.
Ziqin's internal strength is not weak, and the place is bright, but he can tell at a glance that this person is Deng Baichuan.
An unknown anger suddenly surged up. Ziqin's feet hit the ground hard. The whole person suddenly seemed to be ejected by a huge spring. In one step, they covered a distance of more than a hundred meters and appeared behind the strong men carrying whips.
There seemed to be a thunderous sound in this closed space, and the several strong men carrying whips were knocked away by Zi Qin's quick punches, and they were already exploded into pieces of flesh and blood that filled the sky while they were still in the air.
"brother."
He waved his hand to cut off the rope. Ziqin held Deng Baichuan up. This previously chubby man seemed to be nothing in Ziqin's hands, and he was almost less than a hundred pounds.
A steady stream of internal energy passed through, and Deng Baichuan's breathing finally became a little stronger between his mouth and nose.
The man opened his eyes with difficulty, and when he saw Ziqin, he seemed to show a hint of joy, but then it turned into boundless anxiety.
"You, go quickly, go quickly."
A short voice came out of Deng Baichuan's mouth. His body trembled without saying a word. Only five words seemed to use up all the strength of this man.
"I'll take you away, don't worry, no one can leave us two brothers behind."
Ziqin felt a pain in his heart. He still remembered that this man could blow away the huge wooden fence with one palm at the Dali checkpoint. Such a lively man seemed like a candle in the wind at this time.
What kind of torture it must be to make such a man become like this.
"No, leave quickly. Things have changed. Go tell the brothers in the caravan and don't act rashly."
Deng Baichuan held Ziqin's hand, his voice became slightly louder, and his eyes widened, filled with sadness and despair.
Things have changed.
Ziqin was slightly stunned. He didn't know how things had changed, but he understood that it was Murong Bo who had definitely done something.
And, this matter must be related to the plan they made before.
Ziqin couldn't help but feel guilty. He was indeed not the type to do such a thing. When he made the plan, he only regarded Deng Baichuan and the men from the caravan as brothers, but he never thought thatI wonder if this person will become more wild.
Attacking Dali and occupying the southwestern region, with the help of the caravan, the Murong family will naturally benefit in the end. However, the Dali obtained in this way is also shared with the caravan. Even if the caravan does not fight, the Murong family will only get one Dali.
Murong Fu may be satisfied with this situation, but will Murong Bo be satisfied?
"This old guy doesn't know how many years he has been planning for the restoration of the country and how many things he has done. He even pretended to be dead for more than ten years and did not hesitate to abandon his wife.
Having done so many things and planned so many conspiracies, no one can guess the old guy¡¯s thoughts.
Most importantly, this old guy still has such a powerful force in his hands. How can the little plan Ziqin made satisfy the old guy's wildness.
¡°Obviously, I can¡¯t be satisfied.
Looking at the half-dead Deng Baichuan, an inexplicable sadness flowed through Ziqin's heart. He clearly understood that he had harmed his brother.
Murong Bo had a sinister and vicious nature, but Deng Baichuan was a man through and through, and would never follow Murong Bo to do anything that would bury his own conscience.
¡°As a result, Deng Baichuan¡¯s fate can almost be imagined.
If Ziqin was smart enough, he should have thought of these things long ago, but unfortunately, he underestimated Murong Bo's viciousness.
Murong Fu can kill Bao, so it is easy for Murong Bo to sacrifice Deng Baichuan for his own plan.
With a stretch of his long arms, Ziqin held Deng Baichuan on his shoulders. With one hand free, Ziqin pulled out the Seven Star Longyuan. He had already heard the sound of dense footsteps coming from outside the entrance.
There are many masters in this village. If he were alone, Ziqin would have full confidence in escaping. However, with Deng Baichuan, a half-dead wounded man, he did not have much confidence that he would be able to escape from being surrounded by so many masters.
This is the world of Tianlong, this is the world with countless masters, and he, Ziqin, has lost the fifteen swords long ago. Although Yuan Gong has mastered the swordsmanship and his internal strength is not weak, it is absolutely impossible for him to do it. One person ignores the whole world.
"Since I call you brother, how can I not live and die with you?"
A smile appeared at the corner of Ziqin's mouth. Over the years, he had done many unconscionable things for the sake of strength, but there was only one thing he had never done, and that was to ignore his brothers.
Several arrows flew in from the outside, blocking all movement space in the empty passage.
Ziqin held Deng Baichuan with one hand, but quickly unfolded the Longyuan Sword with the other hand.
The sword comes out and the arrow falls.
The hand holding Deng Baichuan did not move at all. Ziqin stepped forward with his feet, each step was extremely stable. The long sword rippled out a sword pattern on his chest, and the arrows shot from outside were blocked one after another.
Two lines of tears mixed with dirty blood slipped from the corners of Deng Baichuan's eyes. He was also a master, so how could he not see the crisis behind Ziqin's seemingly relaxed attitude.
The sword pattern seems simple, but it is a great test of a swordsman's wrist strength, especially when the sword pattern unfolded by this swordsman needs to protect a half-dead wounded person.
Such sword patterns not only consume far more internal energy than ordinary sword patterns, but also require great wrist strength.
No matter how high a martial artist¡¯s martial arts skills are, it cannot change the fact that he is a human being, and being a human being must have its limitations. For example, joints are easily injured.
Although the hand tendencies of martial arts masters¡¯ joints are lower than those of ordinary people, they are by no means immune to injuries.
Every arrow fired from outside the entrance was fired from a strong bow and crossbow, and the force on it was extremely strong. It can be said that the sword pattern had to withstand a huge blow every time it blocked the arrow.
It¡¯s okay if this kind of blow occurs once or twice, but if it lasts for a long time, it will definitely hurt the wrist.
If a swordsman's wrist is damaged, then even his best swordsmanship will be in vain.
At this moment, Ziqin was using his life as a swordsman to protect Deng Baichuan's life. Yuan Gong's swordsmanship never paid attention to defense. He thrust the right sword at the right time. This sentence only explained how to defeat the enemy, but it did not say how. defense.
In fact, Yuan Gong¡¯s swordsmanship has no defensive moves. Since the Sword God lineage is called a god, there is no need for defense.
If it were not for Deng Baichuan, Ziqin would have been able to stop him with his Lingbo Weibu. With Lingbo Weibu and Yuan Gong's sword skills, there would be several people in the world that he could not kill.
However, at this time, he could not charge, dodge, or kill, he could only defend. If he could not defend, Deng Baichuan would undoubtedly die.
Several hundred meters, not too long, Ziqin finally walked out of the exit step by step with difficulty. However, the scene outside was even more heart-wrenching.shock.
In the house where the entrance was located, there were densely packed crossbows from all directions, and even the high windows on the walls of the house, with countless shining arrows pointing at Ziqin and Deng Baichuan.
"If there is no chance, let's go. Go and inform the brothers in the caravan. Let's go."
Deng Baichuan suddenly used force to push Ziqin away. His face suddenly turned red, and a faint internal force appeared in his body.
Ziqin hurriedly took back his internal power. At this time, his internal power was no longer just Yunji Qizhuan, but integrated with Beiming Divine Skill. When Deng Baichuan's body was empty, he could naturally heal his injuries.
However, when internal energy appeared in Deng Baichuan's body, Ziqin did not dare to keep it in Deng Baichuan's body.
He had already used up a lot of energy just a few hundred meters ago, but Bei Ming and Yun Ji Qi Zhuan have not been fused for long. He has not yet mastered this new internal strength. If he is not careful, he may be able to suck Deng Baichuan into his body as soon as Bei Ming turns around. Adult fuck.
"Remember to inform the caravan brothers."
As soon as Ziqin's internal energy was withdrawn, Deng Baichuan suddenly roared, and a force of elasticity appeared from his body, taking advantage of the pause when Ziqin withdrew his internal energy and actually bounced Ziqin away. (To be continued)