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Chapter 159
After stepping into the woods, under the cover of the trees, Song Qingyou and Xiao Qishu could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Looking back, they saw seven or eight masked men in the distance throwing away their bows and arrows and replacing them with long knives, chasing this side.

Regardless of who these people were and why he attacked them, Xiao Qishu took Song Qingyou and headed deeper into the mountain.

The two were walking hard in the knee-deep primeval forest. After a while, their clothes were scratched by some sharp vegetation, and they were also covered with various green juices. At first glance, they looked like two savages.

The masked man's voice came from behind: "Hurry up, there are only two of them, we must not let them escape!"

Xiao Qishu naturally heard it, and couldn't help but hold Song Qingyou's hand tightly. He roughly scanned the surrounding environment and chose a direction that seemed easier to walk.

Compared with them, the speed of the masked man is much faster. There is a short stature who, with his flexible body, clings to various branches and moves around in the air, and soon finds their traces.

The short masked man whistled, and the other people who were looking around immediately surrounded him, forming an encirclement circle in a blink of an eye.

Song Qingyou and Xiao Qishu stood back to back, surrounded by masked people, and the long knife in their hand was shining coldly.

"on!"

Following an order, the masked man raised his knife and attacked the two men.

Xiao Qishu held a dagger to block a person, and with a flick of his backhand, he was instantly killed. Then he moved his feet to pick up the long knife in the man's hand and returned to Song Qingyou.

"Take this for self-defense." Xiao Qishu handed the dagger to Song Qingyou.

Youdao is an inch longer and an inch stronger. With the long sword, Xiao Qishu is more able to fight the enemy. He leads Song Qingyou to fight and retreat.

Xiao Qishu confronted the opponent head-on in front, while Song Qingyou was careful not to catch it, but at the same time devoted all his energy to entering the space to find something that could be used.

The surgical blades have been used up just now, and there are some hemostats and tweezers left that are useless at all, and then there are some seeds, and there is still a bottle of disinfectant alcohol left.

Seeing the alcohol, Song Qingyou's eyes lit up, and he took it out while in a mess, and at the same time took out a ball of gauze, sprinkled some on it, wrapped the bottle and a piece of saltpeter together, raised his hand and threw it at the leader.

"Xiao Qishu, saltpeter!" Song Qingyou pointed at the bottle in the air and shouted.

Although he didn't know why, Xiao Qishu stabbed the attacking person with his sword, took the long knife and threw it at the saltpeter.

stab-

The blade collided with the saltpeter and sparked, the gauze covered with alcohol was instantly ignited, and a blazing flame flew towards the masked man in charge.

The leader raised his knife and slashed without even thinking about it, hitting Song Qingyou in his arms.

The alcohol bottle shattered with a crash, and the remaining alcohol poured onto the leader, and the scattered sparks instantly turned into a fireman.

"Ah -" the leader screamed, then fell to the ground and began to struggle.

Upon seeing this, several masked men nearby immediately went up to help put out the fire, and the pressure Xiao Qishu faced was instantly reduced.

Another masked man was kicked away. While most of their attention was on helping the leader put out the fire, Xiao Qishu once again led Song Qingyou into the forest.

The fire on the leader's body was finally extinguished in a hurry. When he fixed his eyes and saw that the target he had surrounded with great difficulty ran away again, he suddenly became exasperated, "A bunch of trash! Don't be dazed and go after them, or none of us will survive." !"

But it was said that Song Qingyou and Xiao Qishu were running for their lives in a panic in the forest, and they could vaguely hear the sound of rushing water.

Song Qingyou thought to himself, he would not be so unlucky to encounter a waterfall.

Really afraid of something coming, the sound of splashing water became more and more deafening, and a waterfall flying down in front of them cut off the way forward for the two of them.

Just as he was about to turn around and change directions, the masked men who had regrouped had also arrived.

The leader's robe was burned to pieces by the fire, and because it rolled on the ground and took up a lot of soil and grass roots, he looked funny and embarrassed.

With the experience just now, the leader stopped talking nonsense and pointed his long sword to indicate a quick victory.

After the fierce battle just now, the number of masked men has been reduced by one-third. Although the number of people has decreased, Xiao Qishu's physical strength has also been exhausted.

Song Qingyou took a look at the height of the waterfall and thought in his mind whether he had a higher chance of surviving if he jumped or if he fought hard here.

After the number of people decreased, the offensive became more flexible. It may also be that the terrain became open and the masked men began to cooperate, which tilted the originally smooth situation and became increasingly unfavorable to Xiao Qishu.

Song Qingyou saw Xiao Qishu's reaction to the enemy becoming more and more difficult, and with a heartbeat, he pulled him to jump off the top of the waterfall.

Masked people came to the waterfall one after another, only to see the circles of ripples underneath.

"Go down and find someone!" The leader said in a gloomy voice, "If you want to see people, you want to see dead bodies!"

Song Qingyou had never experienced diving from such a high height before. The first feeling when she fell into the water was that the splash of water hit her body so painful, and the next second she was caught up in an undercurrent and spun around for a while.

"cough cough"

Song Qingyou finally regained the control of his body, pulled the water plants on the shore and climbed up to the shore. He drank a lot of water in a panic, and now his mouth tasted like sand.

After coughing for a long time and finally feeling better, Song Qingyou remembered why she didn't see Xiao Qishu.

The water flow of the waterfall was turbulent, and the pool at the bottom was more complicated than it seemed. The undercurrent was turbulent. Song Qingyou was in a panic and didn't even know where she was being swept. The terrain in the mountains was very different. For the first time, she felt panic.

The clothes on his body were wet, and he suddenly sneezed when the mountain wind blew him.

wow wow~
There was a strange sound in the originally silent surroundings.

"Who!"

Song Qingyou still held the dagger in her hand to give herself some confidence.

A long knife protruded from the dense grass, and Song Qingyou backed up again and again in fright. Couldn't it be so unlucky that he was caught up just after climbing ashore?
The long knife parted the grass, and the figure of the person holding the knife appeared completely. Song Qingyou threw the dagger aside with a bang, and was almost scared to death by Xiao Qishu!

The bang of the dagger falling to the ground also caught Xiao Qishu's attention, following the sound, he saw Song Qingyou, who was already slumped on the ground, flashed joy on his face.

"Are you injured?" Xiao Qishu squatted in front of Song Qingyou and asked.

"I'm fine." Song Qingyou said with tears in her tone.

"It's okay—"

"Wow!"

Just when Xiao Qishu spoke, Song Qingyou suddenly pulled him over, lay on his shoulder and suddenly started crying.

"You, you, you... don't cry." Xiao Qishu threw the long knife aside, raised his hands up and down, not knowing what to do, and finally patted Song Qingyou's back gently.

(End of this chapter)