Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 326 Captive
China is dead!

The Mongols died too.

Mingjiao disciples also died.

China brought more than [-] people this time, and none of them survived the second day, and those who surrendered were no exception.

As for Mingjiao's team of tens of thousands of people, fully [-]% died.

However, the gains of the Mingjiao people were also very rich. Not to mention the thousands of horses, the dozens of cannons and hundreds of shells were enough for Zhu Yuanzhang and others to be happy for a while.

What's more, this battle has completely established his name as the new leader of Mingjiao, and now no one in Mingjiao dares to say anything to him.

The only thing that makes Zhu Yuanzhang regret is that the Mongolian general was not killed by himself.

Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head to look at the young man beside him, and saw that Zhang Wuji was leading the crowd to collect the corpses of Mingjiao disciples.

He suddenly found that everyone had an unusual look towards this young man, it was a kind of respect and love from the bottom of their hearts.

This was something Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't enjoy. At this moment, a killing intent suddenly flashed in his heart.

Zhang Wuji was talking with a Mingjiao disciple at the moment, suddenly felt a chill all over his body, turned his head and looked aside, and saw Zhu Yuanzhang talking and laughing with Xu Da, and he didn't seem to be looking at him.

Zhang Wuji couldn't help frowning, and looked around, but found nothing, he couldn't help but put his eyes on Zhu Yuanzhang again.

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang also turned his head and looked over. Seeing Zhang Wuji looking at him, he couldn't help showing a bright smile to Zhang Wuji, waved to him again, and then walked away with Xu Da.

Zhang Wuji was not sure whether the killing intent he felt just now came from Zhu Yuanzhang or someone else.

He couldn't help shaking his head and put this matter behind him.

At this time, he saw Hu Kui approaching from a distance, hurried forward to meet Hu Kui, and said to Hu Kui: "Uncle Hu, how are you? Have you found the man in black?"

Hu Kui shook his head and said: "This guy is also alert. I was fighting him when I heard someone calling the general dead. He disappeared as soon as he was distracted. He ran really fast."

Zhang Wuji nodded and said: "That man's martial arts are unfathomable, and he even knows [Nine Yin Manuals] martial arts, but he doesn't know who is the master, but he actually helps the Mongols."

Hu Kui snorted coldly: "Remember your ancestors and forget your ancestors, sooner or later you will kill him."

At this moment Zhang Wuji suddenly said: "Uncle Hu, just now I felt a killing intent, but I don't know who wants to kill me."

He told Hu Kui what happened just now, Hu Kui frowned and looked at Zhang Wuji, only to see that Zhang Wuji was also looking at him.

"You think it's him?" Hu Kui didn't say it clearly, but Zhang Wuji knew what he meant, so he nodded.

"It seems that he is the only one!" He heard from Song Qingshu himself that he would make himself the leader of Mingjiao in the future. He didn't know if Song Qingshu told Zhu Yuanzhang about this, but from his point of view, there was only Zhu Yuanzhang .

Hu Kui shook his head and said: "If you are not sure, don't think about it, it will only increase your troubles. Let's go, this miserable victory, there are still many things to deal with!"

Zhang Wuji looked at the direction Zhu Yuanzhang was leaving again, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

But at this moment, in the desert hundreds of miles away, a man in black was walking staggeringly.

This black man is none other than the master Zhang Wuji who was guarding Chi Na not long ago said.

At this moment, he was standing on a sandy slope, looking towards the west, as if he was recalling what happened just now.

Thinking of the fear that suddenly rose from his heart and spread all the way to the whole body when he was fighting Hu Kui just now, the man in black was under the scorching sun at this moment, and he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

He was not afraid of Hu Kui, or Zhang Wuji and others, but when Zhu Yuanzhang shouted "The general is dead, surrender and don't kill", he was suddenly surrounded by a huge feeling of fear. Every inch of skin in my body surged, and the feeling that was more terrifying than death made me almost suffocate.

So he left the battlefield without hesitation, and ran towards the east with all his might, running hundreds of miles in one breath, until he was exhausted and had to stop to catch his breath.

His intuition told him that what happened just now was inseparably related to the streamers wandering in the sky.

He had to rush back to Dadu as soon as possible to report to his master, and a strong enemy appeared again, so he had to deal with it as soon as possible, otherwise his life might be in danger.

Thinking of this, he raised his breath again, turned around and prepared to continue walking east.

But just after he turned around, he suddenly saw a figure appearing on the sandy slope not far away. The figure was wearing a lake-blue robe, tall and elegant, with eyebrows and eyes like a banished fairy descending into the world, and his whole body was full of blood. With a feeling of transforming into a fairy and going away from the ethereal.

Without hesitation, the man in black took out a short knife from his waist, bent his right hand and stabbed it straight towards his heart.

But at the next moment, a stream of light pierced through his palm, knocked the dagger flying, and spun into the desert.

Seeing that the short knife was out of his hand, the man in black slammed into the streamer with such force that Song Qingshu could even hear the creaking sound of his neck.

The man in black seemed to want to die without any hesitation.

But the stream of light passed through his forehead and did not leave any wounds on his forehead.

The man in black froze for a moment, then slapped himself on the head again when he saw this.

But just now that illusory streamer suddenly appeared on his wrist again, cutting off his entire palm with a single twirl.

The man in black didn't even feel any pain, and he didn't even know that his palm had been cut off. When he slapped his palm on the top of his head, and when the palm touched the top of his head, it flew off suddenly, leaving only a bare He didn't realize this fact until he saw the palm of his hand when the blood was spilling from the top of his head.

The man in black was desperate, his legs limp and sat in the sand, the yellow sand seeped into his wound and rubbed against his wound, causing him to ooze more blood.

Even so, he didn't seem to feel the pain at all, lying on his back on the ground, his eyes were dead silent.

"What? Don't plan to die anymore?" Song Qingshu came to his side at some point, looking down at the man in black.

The man in black didn't answer.

As soon as Song Qingshu stretched out his hand, he saw several streaks of light descending from the sky immediately, penetrating into his body from his limbs.

The next moment, the man in black was horrified to find that his own body was out of control.

The man in black stood up abruptly, and stretched out the broken palm in front of Song Qingshu. As soon as Song Qingshu pointed at the broken palm, the man in black saw a film of flesh suddenly appear on the section of his bare wrist.

That layer of fleshy membrane was as thin as a cicada's wing, but it miraculously stopped the bleeding, so that he would not die due to excessive blood loss, but what should hurt would still hurt.

The man in black's complexion changed drastically, and he looked at Song Qingshu with wide eyes.

Song Qingshu was also looking at him at the moment, and saw that as Song Qingshu's eyes fell on his face, the black cloth that was originally covering his face suddenly broke into dozens of pieces, falling down from the face of the man in black.

With the disappearance of the black cloth, Song Qingshu also saw the face of the man in black.

What an ugly face that was!

(End of this chapter)