Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 406 Quick Knife

No one expected Hou Jue's arrival.

No matter Zuo Qianhu, Zhou Li, Zhuge Qing, or the monsters coming from all directions, no one expected that such a thin monkey-like thing would suddenly come out and stand in front of Qianhu.

Qianhu looked at the man who blocked the sunlight and the sting in disbelief, and the despair and self-mockery in his eyes were replaced by shock.

"Hou···Jue."

"Holy shit, you're so awesome. No one else can help you in this one-on-one challenge."

Hou Jue panted and held his waist, looked at Zuo Wuyong not far away, turned his back to Qianhu and said: "Oh, it's not my fault, everyone is busy, it's normal for them not to care about you."

"How did you come?!"

Qianhu came to his senses and said in horror: "Go quickly, you are no match for him!"

"That's not okay. You've been taking advantage of me for so damn long. If I just leave, I'll be at a loss."

Sweeping the long stick in his hand, the giant pincers hit the long stick heavily, and Hou Jue's tiger's mouth suddenly cracked. He did not let go subconsciously, but instead picked up Qianhu's neck and stepped back, keeping distance from Zuo Wuyong.

Hou Jue cursed and blocked Zuo Wuyou's scorpion pincers with his dagger. Then the dagger broke immediately, but Hou Jue once again took advantage of the situation and pulled Zuo Qianhu tens of meters away. He was now playing a prop race in Mario Kart, not thinking about fighting, only thinking about running.

"Do you know everything?"

The silver glow shattered into the sky.

Perhaps only for a few months, he and Qianhu worked together on cases. But just in the past few months, the two of them have developed enough tacit understanding.

Zuo Qianhu held back the pain, and the Xiuchun knife in his hand wiped out a half-arc like a full moon, slashing at the scorpion demon's feet. Hou Jue, on the other hand, swung his long stick horizontally, causing lightning to crackle and pierce like thunder. The two of them staggered their positions in a tacit understanding, causing the Broken Gold Scorpion to lose its direction for a moment and stop for a brief moment.

Saved, saved, come.

"Then why did you save me?"

There was confusion in Zuo Qianhu's eyes.

Qianhu was stunned.

"Then why did you save me back then?"

"Yes."

"Hou Jue, there is someone missing."

Hou Jue said angrily: "I've saved them all, they've come, it's useless to say so much, hurry up and find a way to deal with this thing, or find a way to delay it for a while, until Mr. Zhou and the others are free." Take action."

He drew out the short knife from his waist and made a horizontal move with the long stick in his left hand. Hou Jue grinned and swung the stick. He stared at the broken golden scorpion like a small hill and said through gritted teeth, "Why don't you give me the New Year's money after the New Year and then die?"

The moment he was separated, Zuo Qianhu knew everything. He knew that Hou Jue had no connection with him, that they had no relationship at all, and that his previous actions were even a bit crazy. He never thought that Hou Jue would actually appear here and save him at the risk of being killed by the Broken Gold Scorpion.

Hou Jue had a smile on his face.

Qianhu was stunned.

He seemed to see the middle-aged man touching his head, smiling broadly, and saying to himself:

I saved this little thing, I saved it, why do you need a reason?

Qianhu came to his senses quickly. He looked at Zuo Wuyong who kept rushing towards them, and the lost luster in his eyes also recovered. He glanced at Zhou Li and others who were fighting monsters not far away, and murmured to himself:

"We are not related by blood, so why don't you fucking take me with you."

The wolf-fang feather arrow that had been lurking for an unknown length of time penetrated the sky like a meteor, piercing the eyes of the scorpion demon. Along with a shrill scream, an arrow appeared on the face of the arrogant Zuo Wuyou.

"Guo Lingyun!!!!!!"

The hysterical roar resounded through the sky, and the scorpion demon finally remembered that since Hou Jue would appear here, Guo Lingyun, who usually slandered each other and was inseparable from him, could not stand idly by. Guo Lingyun is the reason why Hou Jue shows off so arrogantly.

Along with the sound of three piercing the air, Guo Lingyun, who was standing high, shot three more feather arrows. Zuo Wuyong reacted and quickly raised his scorpion pincer to block the three feather arrows, but Hou Jue just touched it at this time, and then...

"Isn't it cool down there?"

Hou Jue laughed ferociously and crazily, inserted a stick into the gap in the left lower body of Wuyong who was caught off guard, and then turned hard. Following the stabbing sound, Zuo Wuyong let out a tragic and painful cry and retreated continuously.

"Haven't you found it yet?"

Zuo Qianhu staggered and sat on the stone. He looked at Zuo Wuyong, who was extremely angry but stagnant for some reason not far away, and said calmly:

"You've become weaker too."

The angry Zuo Wuyong lost his mind, swinging his pincers randomly like heavy hammers, while the giant thorn tail behind him stabbed Hou Jue in front of him like a long sword.

The feather arrow pinned the long tail to the ground, and Zuo Wuyou's cry of pain also woke him up. He suddenly realized that he had indeed become weak. The body that was originally as solid as a rock could be easily penetrated by the human's arrow. And the originally turbulent demonic energy began to gradually become less and less.

Zuo Wuyong's heart was suddenly filled with fear. He looked at Zuo Qianhu and found that the other party seemed to already know. There was only the simplest calmness in his ordinary eyes.

You know everything.

Why do you know?

"what!!!"

Along with the hysterical roar, Zuo Wuyou's body was covered with short and sharp needles. He tightened his body vigorously, and the needles rained down like a rainstorm, shooting into thousands of households.

He just wants to kill Zuo Qianhu now, nothing more.

Qianhu did not hide away, but calmly watched everything in front of him.

Just like it was before Lao Qianhu died.

thump~

The needle penetrated Qianhu's body, but he didn't make any sound. He just took out the three thunder-calling talismans that were kicked in his arms, stood up staggeringly, and looked at Zuo Wuyong, who had lost his strength and was lying limply on the river beach.

Guo Lingyun put away her long bow and slowly landed on the ground. He and Hou Jue looked at each other. They stood behind Qianhu and watched Qianhu walk towards the monster.

"If you kill me, you're still a monster."

The stream flowing through the gravel was particularly cool. Zuo Wuyong looked at Qianhu who was walking towards him and said hoarsely: "You think you can become an upright person by killing me? It's ridiculous..."

"Twenty-five years ago, when we killed Lao Qianhu, did he talk to us?"

Qianhu walked up to the monster, squatted down, half-kneeling, and asked calmly: "It's been too long, I forgot."

Zuo Wuyong was stunned.

"Actually, I didn't say that."

Qianhu smiled. He looked at Zuo Wuyong and said with a smile:

"He was over seventy when he died, and he couldn't even hold the knife steady. Otherwise, how could we take the knife away so quickly?"

Zuo Wuyong stared at Zuo Qianhu blankly. His eyes were filled with surprise and a little doubt as he collapsed on the gravel beach. After a long while, he closed his eyes and said mockingly:

"You don't have a good memory either. That old guy obviously said something."

"He said this knife was fast enough."

"Faster than the knife he swung when he first saw us."

(End of this chapter)