That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 149

Xu Beiyou was tossing and turning in the forest. He was hiding in the ground just now, and only after the secret guard who was good at tracking made a sound, he suddenly rose up and cut off the man's head with a sword based on listening to the sound.

However, the price paid was not small. I was hit by two God-killing arrows. The one on the face just looked scary, but it didn’t really affect the seriousness. What really killed me was the arrow on the leg. After the insidious qi machine entered the body, with the flow of his qi machine, there were signs of approaching the ventricle and the sea of ​​qi, and it made it difficult for the wound to heal. The bloodstains left along the way were the best guide for the dark guards to follow.

This is not the first time Xu Beiyou has been injured, but it is the first time Xu Beiyou has suffered such a serious injury. When the Anwei Mansion was ordered to make the God-killing Arrow, it was the people in the Taoist sect who were the imaginary enemies. It just so happened that Xu Beiyou's foundation building technique was born out of the Taoist Dragon and Tiger Alchemy, so facing the Qi mechanism of the God-killing Arrow entering the body, it was a helpless and tragic situation.

If he could immediately find a quiet place to recuperate and heal his wounds, this God-killing Arrow would not have killed him, but if he continued to flee and fight like this, then Xu Beiyou would be in danger.

But the hidden guard behind him didn't intend to give Xu Beiyou time to heal his wounds. Although the leader of the hidden guard was shocked by this son's swordsmanship, he still didn't intend to stop. It was neither too urgent nor too slow, hanging behind Xu Beiyou, making it clear that it would take Xu Beiyou's injury to break out before he could catch him in one fell swoop.

The reason why he acted in this way was because the commander of the dark guards was a little afraid of Xu Beiyou's meticulous thinking. He still didn't forget to think carefully during the escape process, and finally did the opposite, unexpectedly ambush and killed the expert If the subordinates of the tracking technique hadn't been hit by two god-killing arrows at the last moment, they might have escaped by now.

A ferocious smile appeared on the face of the commander of the dark guards. It's a pity that cleverness is misunderstood by cleverness. After being hit by the God-killing arrow, there is no need for any tracking skills. Track along the bloodstains. I am not afraid that you will slip through the net, as long as you are not given During the time to rest and breathe, the God-killing Arrow alone can kill you.

Half of Xu Beiyou's face was covered in blood while he was running, while the other half was sickly pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and what was even more terrible was that there were strands of black air winding and swimming under his skin, as if There are poisonous snakes that want to bite people, this is the symptom of the god-killing arrow entering the body, and when it spreads to the whole body, it is the time of death.

Although Xu Beiyou's running speed did not slow down at this time, his figure was already a little shaky. This ambush can be said to be a steal. Not only did he fail to escape the pursuit of the hidden guards, but he almost fell into a desperate situation.

Strictly speaking, this is the first time that Xu Beiyou has fought against Cheng Jian's hidden guards alone, and the result is somewhat beyond his expectations. Unexpectedly difficult, skilled in coordination, well-founded in advancing and retreating, not to mention winning, even getting out is very difficult. This made Xu Beiyou suddenly wake up in his heart. It's a world of difference.

The master of the Sword Sect can be said to be aloof and has friends all over the world. Even if the Sword Sect is overthrown, no one in the world will know him. People watch and see off, and their life has ups and downs of honor and disgrace, but they can be worthy of the word magnificent.

Xu Beiyou didn't want and didn't want to die in ignorance. He was eager to make contributions and become a master. He hoped that one day he could become a "big man" who could disrupt the world's situation like his master and master ancestor, with the three-foot green spear in his hand.

One day, he will reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship and inherit the sword sect left by his master. When the day comes when he can pick up Zhu Xian, not to mention a secret guard mansion, a demon town hall, it will be His Majesty Xiao Xuan, who is in charge of teaching real people. Qiu Ye, he dared to ask him with a sword.

The master of Jianzong has always been a top-notch figure in the world, if he does not die, he will be fine, and if he dies, he will be famous!
I am the dignified Young Master of the Sword Sect, the future Sect Master of the Sword Sect, how could I die in the hands of these hidden guards, how could I die here!
A morbid flush appeared on Xu Beiyou's face, he forcibly raised his breath, and ran at a three-point faster speed.

Now there is only one thought in Xu Beiyou's mind. If you die, everything will come to naught. Only by living can you have the opportunity to become a master, to reach the top of the world, and to ask the head teacher with the three-foot green blade in your hand. The real person and His Majesty the Emperor.

In this world, whose world is it?

——Jiang Zuo, Xie Yuan.

In the evening, the warm wind is warm and slightly drunk.

In a warm pavilion near the water, Xiao Zhinan was lying on a recliner and dozed off, his feet were stepping on the pedals, and half of the upper of the blue bird pattern was exposed from under the lake green skirt, his hands were folded on his lower abdomen, the blue on his thumb The wrench finger exudes a heavy luster in the light.

The maids Yinzhu and Qiuguang were separated on the left and right, one of them whispered to the master the interesting stories of Jiangnan in the past few days, and the other gently rubbed and pressed the temples of His Royal Highness.

The Xiao family has never lacked masters, from the ancestor Jing Emperor Xiao Lin to the Wuzu Emperor Xiao Lie, from the Taizu Emperor to Xiao Yu to Qi Wang Xiao Bai, plus Xiao Shen, Xiao Zheng, Xiao Mohe and others, there is no shortage of masters. One is not a person with a high level of cultivation, maybe it is in line with the principle that there are gains and losses. In terms of cultivation, the men of the Xiao family are very outstanding, but the women are reduced to vassals. Few women can be dazzling.

Except for one Xiao Yuanying.

It's a pity that Xiao Zhinan is not Xiao Yuanying.

Her Royal Highness the Princess does not have the aptitude to be looked down upon by the gods like her younger sister, nor does she inherit the bravery of her ancestors. Instead, she is more like her grandmother, and also like her aunts and great-aunts. Just an ordinary weak woman.

A weak woman who doesn't have much power to resist in front of the majestic samsara of life and death, and will suffer from birth, old age, sickness and death.

Maybe it was because of drinking too much last night. Today, she has some headaches, she is groggy and can't keep up her energy, so she closed the door to thank the guests. Neither the wife of the Xie family nor the young lady of the Li family disappeared.

But there are always exceptions to everything. When the moon was hanging on the branches, the maid Qing Luo walked into the Nuan Pavilion with small steps and came to the side of His Royal Highness, and said softly: "Your Highness, the princess is back."

Xiao Zhinan's exquisite eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said slowly: "Please come here."

Qing Luo agreed softly.

When Xiao Yuanying came down to Nuan Pavilion under the guidance of Qing Luo, Xiao Zhinan had already got up from the reclining chair, and sat dignifiedly and calmly on the Fugui couch by the window, looking energetic and not showing any signs of illness.

Ever since she started living alone at the age of eight, Her Royal Highness never showed her weakness in front of outsiders, even her own parents and younger sister.

In the huge royal family surnamed Xiao, everyone is an independent individual, just like everyone has a gorgeous house and servants that belong to them alone. This may be a different kind of family without relatives.

Today's Her Royal Highness has just turned 20 years old, so she is not too old, but she has shed the youthfulness and immaturity of a girl, and knows how to switch freely between the majesty of a princess and her approachability.

When she saw her younger sister Xiao Yuanying, she adjusted herself naturally, with three points of dignity and seven points of kindness.

Xiao Yuanying had already changed into a brand new dress. After seeing her sister, she awkwardly and helplessly gave a squatting salute, and then made up a clapping salute on her own initiative.

Xiao Zhinan waved his hand, signaled the three maids to step back, and said with a smile: "You are always like this, if you grow up like this, which man would dare to marry you?"

Xiao Yuanying said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to marry."

Her Royal Highness's smile paused slightly, which reminded her of her current situation. Xiao Yuanying didn't need to marry, but she did. From this point of view, she was very envious of her younger sister.

Xiao Yuanying raised his head and said slowly: "Sister, don't you ask me why I came back alone?"

Xiao Zhinan said warmly: "Probably Xu Beiyou has other ideas."

Xiao Yuanying lowered his eyes and said calmly: "My sister is really good at predicting things. He said that my sister is too scheming and dare not come to Jiangdu, for fear that once she enters Jiangdu city, she will be captured by the Taoist priests of the Temple of Demon Suppression and become an abandoned child." .”

"It's not like what he said." Xiao Zhinan smiled, "It's like what you said, why, do you think I did something wrong?"

Xiao Yuanying stared at this elder sister who had been with him day and night, as if he knew her for the first time.

Xiao Zhinan's eyes were gentle and tolerant, as if looking at an angry child.

Xiao Yuanying lowered his head, turned and walked outside without saying a word.

"Yuanying." Xiao Zhinan called softly.

Xiao Yuanying's footsteps paused, and he said softly without turning his head: "I'm a little tired, I'm going to rest first."

After all, just leave.

Xiao Zhinan was the only one left in the empty warm pavilion. She frowned slightly because of her headache, looked out the window at the sparkling lake, and smiled wryly.

No one can say that it is suffering.

(End of this chapter)