Marshal, your vest is off

Chapter 258 Chaos
This time, he was going to lose a lot of money again, and it made his body hurt just to think about it.

I don't know which courtyard they escaped to, but Zhao Wuyuan and others were surrounded again, with several people around them and more than a dozen people on the other side.

Judging from the fight just now, Zhao Wuyuan, who was obviously no match for him, had no way to escape at this moment.

The brimstone bombs on his body were gone, and all that was left was hand-to-hand combat.

The other party was holding a sword. Judging from the previous confrontation, they were using the sword technique of superior good and inferior evil as described by Cheng Qing. They were definitely Zhao Wujue's men.

The swordsmanship is very exquisite, but these people are not good at learning, and there are still loopholes that can be exploited.

"on!"

The other party didn't give him any chance and just came over to kill him.

Zhao Wuyuan's eyes burst out with murderous intent, and he also shouted, leading his men to fight with these Taoist priests.

Cheng Qing looked for a few more places. There were no torches, so she used the fire stick she carried with her to directly ignite the gauze curtains and let them burn.

After setting half of the mansion on fire, Cheng Qing found a higher place and watched people running out of the room like a flood.

Just like a cold light flashing in the eyes of the sea of ​​stars, this is the real number of people.

I don’t know what happened to Wuyuan?

He must be surrounded.

Cheng Qing walked carefully on the roof, and suddenly, she saw Qinghui.

That old Taoist priest is Prince Yuan.

The corner of Cheng Qing's mouth curled up in a cold arc. Since he can't find Zhao Wujue, I'll ask you for surgery.

She took out the small bamboo tube Cheng Yue gave her, opened the lid, pointed it at Qinghui, and blew hard.

A tiny silver needle shot out in the blink of an eye, so fast that in this noisy environment, it was completely impossible to notice its existence.

The silver needle shot Qinghui in the neck.

Qinghui felt as if his neck had been bitten by an ant, and reflexively reached out to touch it.

However, after a while, he foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.

"Guardian!"

People around Qinghui were panicked.

After Cheng Qing was shot, he quickly left here to find Zhao Wuyuan and the others.

But it was too big here, and they didn't know where to find the direction, so they went in the agreed direction.

Cheng Qing could only look for the chaotic place and listen to the sound of fighting.

After searching on several rooftops, she finally heard a sound and looked for it.

At this time, only Zhao Wuyuan was left fighting alone in the courtyard.

All the people who followed him were dead, and the other party was not much better, with seven or eight people knocked down.

Zhao Wuyuan killed three by himself, and he also gained a lot of glory.

This is the first time he has used swordsmanship against good and evil. He didn't expect that even if they didn't use it delicately, they were still powerful.

Zhao Wuyuan's breath was thick, his head was covered with sweat, he held a sword in his hand, his eyes were red, and he looked at these people coldly.

He is not a good wielder of swords, and it seems that he is going to fall into trouble here today.

The remaining five or six young Taoist priests were also more or less injured.

They pointed their swords at him and surrounded him.

Zhao Wuyuan suddenly laughed, his pride was rampant, his eyes were extremely cold, and he said: "Come on!"

"on!"

The Taoist priests rushed towards Zhao Wuyuan with swords, trying to stab him into a sieve.

Zhao Wuyuan jumped up, rushed down, swung away their swords, and rolled around on the ground with his hands on his hands.

Just as he squatted down, the sword from behind struck him again.Acting on instinct, he ducked down to avoid the past.

The Taoist priests cooperated perfectly, cleverly making up for their lack of swordsmanship.

Zhao Wuyuan was beaten and couldn't find a chance to counterattack.

Hope became increasingly slim. Just when Zhao Wuyuan thought he was going to die here, three sulfur bombs suddenly exploded around him.

The Taoist priests who attacked were immediately blown back.

Just when Zhao Wuyuan was stunned for a moment, his arm was suddenly grabbed by someone. Just as he was about to attack, he heard Cheng Qing's voice, "It's me, hurry up."

At this moment, Zhao Wuyuan's heart came alive, and he immediately felt relieved, almost with tears in his eyes. He nodded and followed her without hesitation.

Cheng Qing calmly led him to the left and right, hiding in every corner, and killed a few secret guards along the way.

Zhao Wuyuan looked at her, she had a simple bun, the hair that she was wearing was braided into a braid, and the tail was tied to a belt for easy movement.

Wearing a simple white top and lower skirt, she looks like a martial arts heroine.

She is indeed a chivalrous woman.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wuyuan couldn't help but curl his lips.

But looking at her figure, it feels like she has lost a lot of weight. Is it because of Bai Xiuyuan?
This was the only answer he could think of.

But this answer also made him feel very confused.

While Zhao Wuyuan was thinking wildly, there was a sudden sound of the wall collapsing. Cheng Qing's eyes lit up and he pulled him and ran in that direction.

The warm touch on his hand made Zhao Wuyuan's heart beat wildly. At this moment, he actually wanted to keep running with her like this.

Cheng Qing pulled him and jumped up and down like a rabbit.

Thanks to Zhao Wuyuan's good skills, he was still able to keep up even with this.

There was no defense here, so Cheng Qing rushed out with Zhao Wuyuan.

Cheng Yue followed his words and reduced the width enough for three adults to walk at the same time.

Seeing someone running out, Cheng Yue quickly looked over and smiled broadly when he saw it was his sister.

Cheng Qing ran out with Zhao Wuyuan.

Then he let go of Zhao Wuyuan's hand, and sat down on the ground in an imageless manner, breathing heavily.

The warmth in his hands disappeared all of a sudden, and a trace of disappointment flashed in Zhao Wuyuan's eyes, and he looked down at his hands in trance.

Cheng Yue pulled her up funny and said: "Don't sit on the ground when you are running like this, be careful of your intestines getting knotted."

Cheng Qing stood aside and did not answer his words, but asked: "Brother, did you see anything outside?"

Cheng Yue complained: "You let me dig a wall outside, but you didn't take me in. What else can I see except billowing smoke?"

This time the fire was very big, much bigger than the previous ones.

"Rong Han didn't come out?" Cheng Qing asked.

Seeing that she ignored her complaints, Xiao Xiao snorted angrily and said, "No, you came out not long after I collapsed the wall. You were the first to come out."

Cheng Qing looked inside, and it seemed like someone was running this way.

She frowned and said: "The situation inside is very chaotic. He knew he ran away. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's leave first."

"Want to leave? Where do you want to go? We are guests. Since we are all here, why not come in and sit down?" Zhao Wujue's leisurely words came.

The tone seemed to be rising, but it made people feel like there was a sinister wind.

The three of them turned around and saw him.

And the little Taoist priests who gathered around.

Cheng Yue subconsciously stretched out his hand to protect Cheng Qing behind him.

When Zhao Wuyuan saw this scene, he also stood over and, together with Cheng Yue, blocked Cheng Qing from behind.

(End of this chapter)