Blood sedge

Chapter 1170 Escape from Death
"you……"

"Since ancient times, those who know the current situation are heroes. In fact, you don't have to submit to Wudang, you only need to submit to Luo Tianjin and Ling Xiaoxiao. It won't be unfair to you, right?" Gu Chen saw that Gu Ri really cherished talents, and also understood that Wudang was seriously injured and urgently needed young masters like Murong Bai to help. Therefore, he changed his mind and waited for an opportunity to instigate, "You followed their orders in the past, and you can still follow their orders in the future. As long as you are willing, Wudang can do its best to help Luo Tianjin make a comeback, and even help you take back the Xianwang Mansion!"

Hearing this, Ling Xiaoxiao's expression changed quietly, and her heart was filled with confusion and distress.

"That's right! Tian Jin is the beloved disciple of the former leader, and was originally a Wudang disciple. In the past, Wudang could help him become the Northern Sage King, and today it can still help him a second time." Gu Xing took the opportunity to continue, "Xie Xuan and Liu Xunyi are not worthy of talking about succession in front of the real Northern Sage King. They are thieves! They are thieves who deceive the world and steal the name of the family!"

"Hahaha……"

Facing the passionate and generous Gu Chen and Gu Xing, Murong Bai suddenly laughed loudly towards the sky, his laughter full of contempt and unruliness, which made Gu Ri and the other three change their expressions slightly and feel dissatisfied.

"Murong Bai, what are you laughing at?"

"I am laughing at the four of you old bastards. You are obviously not young anymore, but you are speaking these childish nonsense like young children." Murong Bai held the silver spear in front of him, staring at the four people with embarrassment through his black hair fluttering in the wind, and said word by word, "If you want me to believe your ridiculous and shameless lies, you should first ask the silver spear in my hand!"

"you……"

"Stop talking nonsense! Look at the gun!"

"You are seeking your own death if you are stubborn and refuse to change your ways!"

Faced with Murong Bai's sudden change of hostility, Gu Ri did not waste any more words and immediately called on Gu Yue, Gu Chen and Gu Xing to attack together, and they instantly engaged in a battle.

It’s a pity that although Murong Bai’s Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Spear is exquisite and unparalleled, it is still far behind the joint siege of the Four Wudang Elephants.

In less than ten rounds, Murong Bai was completely suppressed by Gu Ri and his four companions. He was hit by several attacks while dodging and twisting his body, breaking his bones, damaging his internal organs, and his whole body was soaked in sweat and blood.

"Murong, you little thief, I will personally send you to the west!"

Gu Yue had always been brooding over Murong Bai because of the stab in his left eye, so in this fight his attack was the most fierce, his moves were the most vicious, and his fighting style was the most radical.

In comparison, Gu Ri, Gu Xing and Gu Chen have become his helpers to restrain Murong Bai.

While he was speaking, Gu Ri pushed out a palm, which pushed the flustered Murong Bai back several steps.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Guxing and Guchen joined forces to attack and break through his last line of defense, leaving Murong Bai wide open and exposing his weak points.

The actions of these three people were obviously to create an opportunity for Gu Yue to kill his enemy.

"Suffer to death!"

Seeing that the time had come, Gu Yue did not hesitate at all. He shouted loudly, flashed over, and a palm full of internal strength dropped from the sky, hitting Murong Bai directly, who was no longer able to resist, trying to shatter his crown with one palm.

"Seventh Master, be careful!"

At the critical moment of life and death, a masked man in black suddenly pounced forward, used brute force to push away the desperate Murong Bai, and used his body to resist Gu Yue's palm for him.

"boom!"

"boom……"

A palm strike came down, shaking the earth.

Gu Yue's right palm hit the masked man in black on the back, and almost at the same time, the masked man's bones were broken by the powerful palm force. Then, his burly body was torn into pieces in front of everyone, and he didn't even have time to scream.

The bright red blood and broken flesh and bones were like fallen leaves in the wind, floating and flying all over the sky in a strong and pungent smell of blood.

It is not difficult to see how powerful and domineering Gu Yue's palm just now was.
"Seventh Master, go first. We'll hold them back!"

"Seventh Master, hurry up!"

……

With shouts, more and more masked men in black rushed towards the Four Elephants of Wudang, intending to use their lives to buy Murong Bai a chance to escape.

"You... you..."

"Seventh Master, hurry up and leave! It will be too late if you don't leave now!"

"If we delay any longer, none of us will be able to leave!"

"I'll leave my mother at home in the hands of Master Qi!"

……

Amid the urgent and impatient urgings, Murong Bai struggled for a long time with mixed emotions, but finally he made up his mind and stopped hesitating. With the indomitable belief of moving forward, he dragged his scarred body, held on to his last breath, risked everything, and tried his best to unleash shocking and thunderous means on the line between life and death.

In an instant, a silver spear flew up and down, and a white shadow followed closely. Like a dragon emerging from the clouds, or a tiger breaking through the wind, it forcibly cut a bloody path through the densely packed Wudang disciples, and broke out of the layers of siege with the force of destroying withering wood and rotten wood, sweeping through the caves and plowing the courtyard.

"Hurry up and chase! Don't let Murong Bai escape!" Gu Yue waved his hand and cut off the throat of a masked man in black, and then shouted to all the Wudang disciples, "If we don't kill this man, Wudang will be in endless trouble! Hurry up and chase! Hurry up and chase!"

"Don't worry, he can't run away..."

"No! No!"

Just when Gu Ri was about to lead Gu Xing and Gu Chen to chase after Murong Bai who had fled in panic, Luo Ningyu ignored Ling Xiaoxiao's angry shouts to stop him and ran to the four of them without hesitation. She knelt on the ground and hugged Gu Ri's legs tightly with both hands, crying and begging bitterly: "Four elders, I beg you, please let Uncle Qi go! Don't chase me anymore..."

"Yu'er, get out of the way..."

"No! If you keep chasing me, I...I..."

Luo Ningyu didn't give Gu Ri a chance to speak. She couldn't wait to state her position. She hurriedly picked up a sword from the pool of blood and put it against her neck without thinking, threatening: "If you chase me again, I will kill myself immediately!"

"Yu'er, you..."

Faced with Luo Ningyu's unyielding attitude, the helpless Four Elephants of Wudang could only look at each other in bewilderment.

"Yu'er, don't be impulsive!"

When Ling Xiaoxiao rushed over anxiously, she was also frightened by Luo Ningyu's firm attitude and did not dare to provoke her again.

After all, Ling Xiaoxiao already has a "living dead" son, so how could she dare to let anything go wrong with her only remaining daughter?
“Uncle Gu Ri, this…” “Alas!”

Facing Luo Ningyu who was determined to die and Ling Xiaoxiao who was in a panic, Gu Ri hesitated for a moment, and then let out a sigh full of bitterness and helplessness, turned around and waved gently to Gu Yue, Gu Xing and Gu Chen who were unwilling to give up, indicating that they didn't need to chase anymore and didn't need to say anything more.

"Are we going to just let him go?" Gu Yue, who was unwilling to accept the fate of Murong Bai, was furious and forgot her identity for a moment. She gritted her teeth and complained to Gu Ri, "How can a woman's kindness accomplish anything?"

"The headmaster's body is still warm. As elders entrusted with the care of his children, do you and I want to force his daughter and granddaughter to death?" Gu Ri's eyes turned cold and he scolded in a deep voice, "You are cold-blooded and ungrateful. How are you different from the pagans in the martial arts world? How can Wudang gain a foothold in the Central Plains martial arts world in the future?"

"But……"

"Ok?"

Before Gu Yue could argue, Gu Ri's face darkened and he immediately cast a cold, oppressive look at him, which immediately made his back cold, his throat tight, and his body tremble slightly involuntarily. Even though Gu Yue was still resentful in his heart, he dared not utter a single question.

"Yu'er, calm down. We... won't chase after her!"

After shocking Gu Yue, Gu Ri's face quickly returned to its usual gentle and amiable look. While helping the relieved Luo Ningyu to her feet, he gave Zheng Songren a subtle look at the side.

Zheng Songren understood what he meant, and quietly left the crowd, leading his men to chase in the direction Murong Bai left.

……

An hour later.

About thirty miles east of the Yandang Valley, there is a stream. A yellow cow is leisurely nibbling on the wild grass by the stream, and from time to time it sticks its head into the stream to drink a few sips, looking very comfortable.

A cart was leaning against a big tree not far away, and the firewood on the cart was piled so full that it was almost as tall as a person.

Under the tree, a young man and woman were sitting on the grass, gesticulating and seemingly arguing about something.

The man was about 23 or 24 years old, 6 feet tall, slightly fat but not bloated. He wore blue shoes and cloth socks, a yellow hat and a straw coat, and he was not from a wealthy family. Although he was a man, his skin was quite fair and tender, with a pair of thick eyebrows that looked like charcoal painted on, and a pair of narrow and long phoenix eyes that didn't match him. He had a straight nose, a wide mouth, red lips and white teeth. Although he was not handsome, he was also quite delicate.

Sitting on the ground opposite the man was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. She was still childish and bright and beautiful. Although she was dressed simply and wore no makeup, it was difficult to conceal the vigor and youthful spirit of her prime years. Although she could not be considered a beauty, she was worthy of being called a pretty person.

"Sweet sugar cane, no regrets on your move, why are you playing tricks on me?" The young man covered the "chessboard" drawn on the grass with his hands, preventing the girl from picking up the stones on the board.

"You country bumpkin, take your hand away! I just went to the wrong place." The girl pushed the man's hand away unceremoniously and said rudely, "At most, you can make me regret it once, and I will make you regret it once!"

"No! No! I let you win every time. This time it's my turn."

"You country bumpkin, you dare to be so stubborn, you deserve a beating..."

Before the girl finished her words, she heard a rustling sound of footsteps in the distance. Then, a group of men with knives and swords came towards them. Many of them had blood on their clothes, which looked very scary.

Such a scene immediately frightened the girl so much that her face turned pale and the argument with the man stopped abruptly.

"You... who are you? What do you want to do?"

The man quickly stood up, bravely protected the girl behind him, and looked timidly at the dozen or so Wudang disciples headed by Zheng Songren.

"Who are you?" Zheng Songren looked around cautiously, and after confirming that there were no other people around, he turned his attention back to the man and woman in front of him and asked, "What are you doing here in this desolate mountain?"

"You are so unreasonable. We were the ones who asked you first..."

The girl seemed to be annoyed by the other party's arrogant attitude, and subconsciously opened her mouth to refute. However, before she finished her words, she was frightened by Zheng Songren's sharp gaze and trembled, and hurriedly retracted her head behind the man.

"We...we just finished collecting firewood and let the cows drink water by the stream." The man explained, pointing to the cart beside him and the yellow cows by the stream.

"What the hell are you doing? What the hell are you doing?" A Wudang disciple glared at him and scolded him, "You are sneaking around like a bad person!"

"You don't look like good people!" The girl mustered up the courage to retort, "Whose good person is covered in blood? And in his hand... and holding a sword!"

"you……"

"Hey!" Zheng Songren waved his hand to interrupt the Wudang disciple, looked around again, and then asked the man, "Did you see anyone suspicious just now? This person was dressed in white, was seriously injured, and was holding a silver spear."

“No…I didn’t see it.” The man shook his head like a rattle.

"Really?"

"Why would I lie to you?" The girl replied unhappily, hiding behind the man. "Who...are you?"

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. Knowing too much will do you no good!"

After saying this, Zheng Songren took a deep look at the uneasy young man and woman, turned and walked towards the cart, drew his sword with a "clang", and stabbed at the pile of firewood.

Seeing this, other Wudang disciples also raised their swords and stepped forward.

"What are you doing? You messed up our firewood. How can we sell it?" The girl was shocked and angry. She was no longer afraid. She rushed to the cart and pushed Zheng Songren away. Then she opened her arms to protect the firewood. "Are you bandits? Why do you want to destroy other people's things? Otherwise... you can buy this cart of firewood and do whatever you want. If you don't buy it, don't touch our things."

"Little girl, you..."

"All right!"

Zheng Songren shouted at the furious Wudang disciple, bowed slightly to the young man and woman, said "sorry" lightly, and then led his men away in big strides to look for another place.

After Zheng Songren and his group left, the girl collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball. She looked up at the man, whose face was pale from the lingering fear, and complained with a trembling voice, "You country bumpkin, you almost scared me to death just now! Did you see that? Those people all had swords and knives, and there was blood on their bodies."

"Yes! There is blood... there is blood..."

The man answered absentmindedly as he slowly walked to the side of the car and reached out to gently touch the pile of firewood that had several holes in it poked by Zheng Songren.

At this moment, strands of bright red blood were slowly seeping out through the cracks in the firewood pile, slowly gathering into terrifying and bright red streams, dripping on the wheels and falling into the grass.

……

Thank you for your help and escape from death.