My Attributes Cultivation Life

Chapter 29: Chapter 29

By the pool, a large amount of water vapor was splashed hazyly.

Xiao Rong's white Taoist robe was already stained with blood.

He fell to the ground, and the blood was sprinkled on the grass and mud, printing a pale red.

"Jiao Teng! Are you crazy!!?"

Zhao Dacong's roar came from behind. Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of violent impact of fists and feet.

Xiao Rong turned around with difficulty in disbelief, just in time to see Jiao Teng struggling under Zhao DaCong's frantic attack, struggling to cope.

"Do it!" Several people rushed out from the forest at the side.

Among them, Chen Wuyou, whom he had been suspicious of before, was impressively!

"Master, long time no see, don't come here without any problems." Chen Wuyou smiled and cupped his fists at Xiao Rong, then waved his hand.

The other two immediately joined the ranks of besieging Zhao Dacong.

Now that he had been exposed, he didn't bother to hide it anymore. Now that the overall situation has been decided, everything is doomed.

Xiao Rong's face was ferocious, and he barely supported himself.

"Sure. It's you!!"

Chen Wuyou laughed.

"It's my disciple, there is no way, who made your daughter so easy to deceive? My father warned you before, but if you didn't listen, you insisted on falling to the prison. Then there is no way."

"It seems that Jiao Teng and Zhang Rongfang are all arranged by you." Xiao Rong nodded and smiled bitterly. "What a bitter plan, sacrificing Zhang Rongfang, and then making me trust Jiao Teng even more, but it ended up like this"

Chen Wuyou couldn't help laughing again, and didn't bother to explain, just let the old man think so.

Indecisive, afraid of offending this or offending that, will only tolerate doubts, no matter where they are, this kind of person is the first to be dealt with.

"Wait, that Zhang Rongfang, who killed my two brothers before, is also yours?"

At this moment, Huang Jude, the leader of the bandits not far away, changed his expression and said loudly.

With one kick, he rolled Xiao Qingying on the ground twice.

"Boy Chen, are you fucking playing tricks on me?"

Chen Wuyou frowned.

"Didn't we agree to deal with this matter after my father took control of the Qinghe Palace? Also, that person is not my subordinate, and I have been ruined by him several times."

"Really!?" Huang Jude frowned.

"Naturally, I will leave this person to your disposal later on." Chen Wuyou said lightly.

"Hey, that's good!" Huang Jude nodded in satisfaction.

Hearing this, Xiao Rong was taken aback.

How could he still not understand at this moment that in all of this, he misjudged the person, and regarded Jiao Teng, who was really harboring evil intentions, as the most trusted person

It was also him who caused his favorite daughter to become this miserable situation.

He suddenly understood everything and figured everything out.

From the very beginning, Jiao Teng has been working quietly to cooperate with Chen Wuyou's design.

As a result, they were destroyed by Zhang Rongfang several times in the middle, which led to their failure, so they designed to drive Zhang Rongfang away.

Because of this, he blamed Zhang Rongfang for the previous incident, in contrast to gaining his own trust.

now

I believed in lies and misunderstood Jiao Teng. I drove away Zhang Rongfang who was really protecting his daughter

This is simply.

simply.

Xiao Rong's eyeballs were bloodshot, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and a sullen air rushed around, but he couldn't get out.

Countless regrets, pain, sadness, and many emotions gathered together.

finally.

puff!

He spat out another mouthful of blood, and his energy and energy quickly sank down.

"Father!!" Xiao Qingying broke free from the rag in her mouth and cried out in pain, tears blurred her vision and wet her cheeks.

Just at the same time as her scream sounded.

"Let's go!!" Xiao Rong suddenly sprinted, and punched Jiao Teng hard with both fists.

Boom!

Jiao Teng was caught off guard and was hit in the arm. Then Zhao Dacong hit his left shoulder with a punch.

"Green Onion, let's go!!" Xiao Rong yelled again, holding on to a fast attack, and crazily hit Jiao Teng.

For a moment, Jiao Teng was so suppressed that he couldn't breathe.

No matter what, Xiao Rong is also a third-rank master. Although he is injured and old now, he can still explode for a while when he is desperate.

Seeing this, the other two assist bandits unconsciously took a few steps back to avoid fighting with them.

This old man is a man who must die, as long as he waits later and delays, he can be killed without injury, there is no need to fight head-to-head with him now.

The retreat of the two of them just left a gap for Zhao Dalcong.

She burst into tears and trembled all over, watching the master's last desperate effort.

"Let's go!!" Xiao Rong's voice sounded again.

Zhao Dalcong's body shook, and immediately turned around and ran without hesitation.

"Take her down." Chen Wuyou's face remained unchanged, and more than ten people quickly gathered in the surrounding woods, surrounding Zhao Dacong from all directions.

"Get out!!" Zhao Dacong tightened his body, exerted force on his feet, and sprinted forward.

The two people in front were frightened by her desperate momentum, and quickly raised the rusty knife in their hands, trying to block it with the blade.

But Zhao Dacong didn't care about it at all, his steps swayed, barely avoiding the vital point, and bumped into it.

Bang bang twice.

The two bandits were knocked to the sides by her, their arms and shoulders were a little out of place.

However, the obstruction of the two of them still left Zhao Dacong with two incisions on both sides of his arms.

She screamed wildly, and rushed forward with her head muffled. The moment she was hindered and slowed down, she sneered twice on her back and was cut twice.

The blood instantly stained the clothes red.

But she can't take care of so much at this time, she must return to the Qinghe Palace as soon as possible to ask for help, otherwise the master and sister

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Qinghe Palace.

Zhang Rongfang was holding a sack in his hand, with a serious expression on his face, watching a group of monks in short-sleeved Taoist uniforms, who were walking out of the mountain gate quickly.

He had just gone to Hongda, but Hongda was still unwilling to tell the truth, so he was quite on guard against him.

Later, it happened that Zhang Xintai and several other martial arts monks were leading people to go down the mountain to rescue them. Hong Da had already told the prison court the facts in advance.

Only then did Zhang Rongfang understand the incident.

At that time, he felt that the situation might not be good.

Others don't know, but he has experienced the bandit incident last time, and he understands that Chen Wuyou and his gang are probably in collusion with the bandits.

Now, Xiao Rong went down the mountain with just three of them, which made Zhang Rongfang feel bad.

Immediately, he wanted to go down the mountain to rescue with Zhang Xintai and other martial artists.

But he was rejected by Zhang Xintai, thinking that he was not strong enough and would not be of much use if he went there, and he might be in danger instead.

Zhang Rongfang couldn't say it clearly, so he had to let Zhang Xintai and his party go down the mountain.

At this time, he stood at the gate of the mountain, watching Zhang Xintai, Taoist Qishan and others descending the mountain with serious faces, feeling inexplicably ominous in his heart.

"That Taoist Qishan... felt a little wrong with his performance that night."

Zhang Rongfang mentioned something to Zhang Xintai, but he didn't know whether Zhang Xintai was paying attention at this time.

When the martial arts team consisted of eight people, and quickly descended the mountain,

Zhang Rongfang walked out of the mountain gate quickly, carrying the sackcloth bag, without saying a word, also rushed down the mountain.

The two sides, one in front and one in the back, rushed towards the address given by Hong Da.

'There are only so many martial artists on the mountain, if there are problems in the strange mountain, then the situation may be really bad'

Zhang Rongfang was planning in his mind, and subconsciously used the newly learned Dragon Snake Lifting Technique, and followed the martial arts team quietly with his body.

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Zhao Dalcong was covered in blood, and raised his hand to block a machete from the side.

With a poof of the blade, a deep cut was made, which was blocked by the bone.

She took the opportunity to bump forward.

His shoulder hit the opponent's breastbone with all his strength, making a crisp cracking sound.

The man fell down on the spot and couldn't get up again.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Dacong continued to rush towards the dense forest in the distance.

Her vision has blurred.

His mouth was full of rust, his body was covered in blood, and his whole body was almost dark red.

But in exchange, the opposing bandit killed two people in succession.

In just two short encounters, she forcibly bumped them to death.

The way of playing with injuries for injuries, desperately fighting, the lethality is extremely frightening.

A dozen or so bandits didn't dare to approach her at this time, but threw stones and large logs from a distance to block her.

Zhao Dacong fled in front, followed by a dozen or so people chasing after him.

"A bunch of trash!"

Among the bandits, Sima Guangtu, holding a short bow in his hand, followed the team to chase Zhao Dalcong.

But no matter how much he yelled, the rest of the people did not dare to go up and do their best.

Everyone could see that Zhao Dalcong's injuries were serious, as long as he waited for a while, he could bleed to death abruptly.

In this way, no one will go up to fight recklessly.

After all, they were bandits, not death squads, and most of those who were not afraid of death had already died during the initial period of the uprising.

Most of the rest here are better at protecting themselves.

At this time, the two sides chased and fled, and the group had already run hundreds of meters away.

Sima Guangtu was worried that things would change if he was too late, so he finally couldn't hold back, he slowly drew out the arrow, put it on the short bow, and pulled the bowstring while chasing.

He squinted one eye and aimed at Zhao Dichong who was stumbling in front of him.

laugh!

Suddenly there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air from behind, and then with a bang, a piece of fireworks exploded above the forest.

Sima Guangtu shook his hand, twisted the bowstring, and immediately the arrow flew out, nailing to the tree trunk beside Zhao Dacong.

With an ugly expression on his face, he turned his head to look in the direction of the sound and fireworks.

There were vague sounds of fists and kicks.

"Someone is here from Qinghe Palace. Hey, I know that kid Chen Wuyou is unreliable."

But he didn't panic, now that Xiao Rong was basically abolished, even if someone came to Qinghe Palace, he still had to face the combined strength of the leader and Chen Wuyou.

In addition, there were more than a dozen people in ambushes outside that side. If there was a real fight, as long as the Qinghe Palace was not mobilized in full force, most of them would come to deliver food.

The officers and soldiers can't beat them, so is it possible that these little bull noses can't win?

At that moment, he ignored his back, raised his bow again, and placed the arrow on the back of Zhao Dacong in front of him.

"Second leader, should we go back?" A small bandit leader asked in a low voice.

"What are you going back for? We haven't finished our mission yet, and we haven't killed anyone. Isn't it a waste of effort to go back now?" Sima Guangtu said coldly.

He's not that stupid, it's too dangerous to go back to join the war, with his skill, if he gets injured, wouldn't it be a loss?

He is a craftsman, not a warrior who can only be fierce and aggressive.

Wouldn't it be easier to bully the seriously injured here than to go back?

Raising his bow, Sima Guangtu aimed at Zhao Dacong.

laugh!

The arrow flew out and shot steadily into Zhao Dacong's right shoulder.

Zhao Dalcong fell down in response, stumbled to the ground, disturbed by the sudden pain and impact.

A bandit quickly stepped forward, held a knife, and slashed at the back of Zhao Dacong's neck.

Swish!

Suddenly his eyes blurred.

A fuzzy figure jumped up from the bushes beside him, like a gray python, and slid past behind him.

In an instant, the knife fell and the people stopped.

The bandit froze in place.

The gray shadow suddenly spun and ran behind a big tree, only revealing a side face.

It was Zhang Rongfang who arrived in time.

Drops of blood slowly dripped from the fingertips of both hands.

Zhang Rong's face was cold, shaking off the blood, looking at Zhao Dalcong who had fallen into a semi-consciousness on the ground.

If he hadn't arrived in time, the senior sister might have died.

poof.

Only then did the bandit fall back, revealing his face.

His eyes were pierced and turned into two blood holes. The throat was also smashed so hard that it broke and collapsed.

In just a short moment, this person was killed by a surprise attack, and he couldn't even make a sound.