The beginning of Tianlong is second to Murong Fu

Chapter 338 Escape
Outside the imperial city of Tubo.

Changrong Temple.

The moment the middle-aged monk approached Wang Yuyan and raised the simple knife, a gray figure suddenly jumped out of the crowd!Then the red light flashed!
Wang Yuyan, who was fighting fiercely, also sensed something was wrong behind her, and after forcing back the enemy in front of her, she hurriedly turned back.But the moment she turned around, the sky was filled with blood red!
Amidst the splash of blood, Xiao Jun cut the middle-aged monk's arm and half of his body in two with one knife!
If Wang Yuyan's sword is exquisite and strange, then Xiao Jun's sword is a ruthless sword!

The middle-aged monk screamed and fell straight on the ground. Looking at Xiao Jun who was standing in front of him holding a blood knife and holding a blood knife, his eyes were desperate and his face was full of remorse.

Wang Yuyan glanced at the dying middle-aged monk on the ground, then raised her head and slowly looked at Xiao Jun, pursing her lips and smiling.

Wang Yuyan, who was beheading the enemy wantonly just now, has become so charming and charming again in a blink of an eye, she is almost a different person.

Immediately afterwards, she turned around and rushed towards the crowd again.The smile on his face has disappeared, replaced by a trace of coldness.

Her tenderness has never belonged to others, but only for one person.

Xiao Jun didn't stay any longer, and rushed into the crowd with a blood knife in his hand, causing a rain of blood as he went.

With only ten people, hundreds of enemies were defeated steadily, and they were gradually defeated.

The old monk standing outside the crowd clasped his hands together, looked at what was happening in front of him, opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word for a long time.

The moment the middle-aged monk was split in two, he suddenly regretted, regretted participating in it, regretted not letting those people go before the black-clothed swordsman arrived.

But now it was too late to say anything, the scene was out of control.

After a long time, Xiao Jun and Wang Yuyan led the crowd to the gate of the temple, leaving behind a bloody road.

At this moment, the sound of shouting and killing suddenly sounded from outside the temple gate, and another group of people suddenly appeared, together with Xiao Jun and others, sandwiched most of the enemies who were killed or injured.Originally the enemy who besieged Xiao Jun and others, now they have become the besieged side.

Those spies that Xiao Jun left outside the temple arrived!

Under the cooperation of inside and outside, Xiao Jun rushed out of Changrong Temple with his people, got on the Humvee and fast horse parked outside the temple, and disappeared in the distance.

The rest of the monks and the black-clothed swordsman wanted to chase, but how could two legs outrun four legs, let alone a one-in-a-million horse.

The old monk stood in the temple, looking at the hell-like scene in front of him, his face was pale, the Buddhist temple was pure, and it seemed to become a Shura field in a blink of an eye, except for the corpses, there was blood.

Yingzhou City.

An ancient city closest to the border of the Great Song Dynasty.

In a private house, the yard was full of people, all of them with solemn faces, all of them were armed, but they were all wounded.

Xiao Jun sat on a stone bench in the courtyard with a murderous look on his face.

After he came out of Changrong Temple, he led the people all the way down and didn't stop until they arrived here. If it wasn't for the fact that Nangong Wushuang's injury could not be delayed, they should have escaped from the Tubo border by this time.

Wang Yuyan was healing Nangong Wushuang in the house, and she hadn't come out after an incense stick of time, so she didn't know what was going on inside.

What made Xiao Jun murderous was not because Changrong Temple had arrested Nangong Wushuang, but because of the collusion between Changrong Temple and Changshengmen, and even the collusion between Tubo Kingdom and Changshengmen.

He didn't understand why so many people were willing to join forces with an inhuman organization, and what was it for?
"Holy Lord, some spies have been sent out. If the enemy chases after them, someone will report back in time."

Zhao Zilong walked slowly in front of Xiao Jun, and said while cupping his fists.His arm was already wrapped with pieces of cloth torn from his clothes, and he was also injured, and the injury was not serious.

"Understood, let everyone rest as soon as possible, and we will leave after healing Nangong Wushuang."

Xiao Jun waved his hand and said lightly.

"Yes."

Zhao Zilong agreed, turned around and walked away, and began to greet everyone in the courtyard to rest on the spot.

At this moment, the sound of opening the door came, attracting the attention of everyone in the courtyard.

Wang Yuyan walked out of the room slowly and walked towards Xiao Jun.

"How about it?"

Xiao Jun frowned, looked at Wang Yuyan who was walking slowly, and asked lightly.

"It's not life-threatening. Fortunately, most of them are minor injuries. They can recover after a period of recuperation."

Wang Yuyan wiped the sweat from her forehead and said slowly.

At this moment, she has once again turned into that gentle Wang Yuyan.

"Then keep going."

Xiao Jun heaved a sigh of relief, nodded his head and said, he was about to call everyone to leave when he got up.

"no!"

But Wang Yuyan suddenly said loudly.

"what happened?"

Xiao Jun stopped in his tracks, turned to look at Wang Yuyan, and asked puzzledly.

"Although her life is fine, she has shed a lot of blood. I guess she hasn't eaten anything these days. She is very weak and can't go on the road anymore, or she will die on the road. It seems that we can only delay here for a day. gone."

Wang Yuyan said with a solemn expression.

Hearing Wang Yuyan's words, Xiao Jun couldn't help frowning.

He knew that Nangong Wushuang was seriously injured, but he didn't know that it was so serious.

But there is nothing to do now, if Nangong Wushuang really died on the way, then the meaning of their coming here will no longer exist, and there are still people who stay in Changrong Temple forever among the spies.

"Zi Long!"

Xiao Jun nodded at Wang Yuyan, then turned to look at Zhao Zilong who was sitting in the corner just now.

Hearing Xiao Jun's shout, Zhao Zilong stood up hastily and walked in front of Xiao Jun.

"Holy Lord?"

"Go ahead with the notice. I won't leave today. I'm on standby. Take a rest and recharge your batteries."

Xiao Jun looked at Zhao Zilong solemnly and said.

"Yes."

Zhao Zilong agreed, and turned around to inform the others.

Xiao Jun walked back to the stone bench and sat down, poured a bowl of water for Wang Yuyan.

"Thanks for your hard work."

When handing over the bowl, Xiao Jun said something slowly.

"Don't be so grateful to me. It's not to save you. I just think she's a little pitiful."

Wang Yuyan took the bowl full of water, said unhurriedly, glanced at Xiao Jun, turned and looked away, there seemed to be a trace of dissatisfaction in her words.

Seeing Wang Yuyan's reaction, Xiao Jun was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help but smile wryly.

He knew that Wang Yuyan was jealous.

"I'm not grateful to you, but I feel sorry for you."

Xiao Jun looked at Wang Yuyan and said seriously.

Wang Yuyan didn't speak, she lowered her head and began to drink water, but there was an imperceptible smile of relief on the corner of her mouth.

(End of this chapter)