Legendary Son-in-Law: The Man with Poison Talismans

Five bottles of wound medicine (medium-grade).

More than 30 bottles of medium-sized magic potions.

Several silver coins.

There was also a pile of torches, dry rations, water bags, and other miscellaneous items.

There were a few pieces of junk equipment lying in the corner, all worthless items, none of them top-tier.

Sure enough, all the good gear is on his body.

Then comes the brocade pouch.

A short-legged horse.

It was dusty and not very tall, but looked quite sturdy.

Lin Mu put his things away and continued squatting.

The mage's corpse lay on the ground in the distance, and the armor on his body could be vaguely seen gleaming.

Lin Mu stared at the corpse, feeling a sudden itch in his heart.

Equipment.

That mage is at least level seventeen or eighteen, he must have some good stuff on him.

It's such a waste to just leave it there.

Lin Mu waited for another two hours.

The surroundings were quiet, with only the chirping of insects and the occasional sound of the wind.

Those two people should be far away by now, right?

Lin Mu exhaled softly and slid down from the tree.

He crouched low, using the shadows of the trees as cover, and slowly made his way toward the mage's corpse.

Nearly.

closer.

Ten steps.

Five steps.

Three steps.

Suddenly, Lin Mu's body turned green and then red.

-1, -1...

"Hahahaha!"

A burst of laughter rang out from behind.

Lin Mu froze.

He turned around abruptly.

The warrior and the Taoist priest emerged from behind two large trees, their faces beaming with smug smiles.

"You little brat," the warrior said, shaking his head as he carried Bahuang, "did you really think you got away?"

The Taoist priest smiled and twirled the crescent moon in his hand.

"We've been in the Woma Forest for three years, what haven't we seen? You think you can play with us with your meager skills?"

Lin Mu's heart skipped a beat.

damn it.

These two old men have been waiting for him here.

We're just waiting for him to show up.

Without saying a word, Lin Mu used a healing spell and turned to run away.

Agility 21's advantage burst forth instantly, and he darted into the woods like a rabbit.

A soldier's roar came from behind: "Chase!"

Lin Mu cursed himself as he ran.

Too greedy.

Knowing full well that these two won't give up so easily, why can't I resist?

You're too bad at this; you need to practice more.

Chapter 27 The Battle with the Female Taoist

Just as Lin Mu had run a dozen steps, he suddenly heard the sound of rapid hoofbeats behind him.

He turned around and his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

The warrior and the Taoist priest, each riding a short horse, one in front of the other, were charging towards him, weapons in hand.

"Holy crap?"

Is this some kind of Legend of Mir or Mount & Blade?

Without thinking, he instinctively rolled to the side.

In the instant he rolled, the warrior and the Taoist priest bent down from their horses and frantically swung their weapons down.

The blades of the Eight Desolations swept past his scalp, while the crescent-shaped sword grazed his back, missing its mark.

The sneers on their faces turned into astonishment; they were just a hair's breadth away from reaching it.

The two men rode past him on horseback, galloping forward for more than ten steps before pulling on the reins and turning their horses around.

As soon as Lin Mu got up from the ground, he saw the warriors and Taoists simultaneously switch to the longer Sea Soul weapons.

The three points of the long-handled sea harpoon gleamed with a cold light.

"These two are pretty professional..."

Lin Mu's lips twitched.

The warrior and the Taoist spurred their horses on, carrying the Sea Soul, and charged towards him.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed in Lin Mu's mind.

Yup!

I have a horse too!

He suddenly patted the brocade pouch at his waist.

With a thud, a drab gray pony appeared beside them.

Lin Mu turned over and started climbing.

But he had never ridden a horse.

As soon as I got on, before I could even settle in, the horse lurched forward a step.

He leaned back and almost fell.

He quickly grabbed the horse's neck, squeezing his legs haphazardly between them.

The sound of horses' hooves behind them grew closer and closer.

Lin Mu looked back and saw that the warriors and Taoists had caught up with him.

The warrior leveled the sea spirit and stabbed it in the back.

Lin Mu had no time to think and turned around to sweep his sword horizontally.

clang!

Lin Mu's head was marked with -1 point of recoil damage.

The iron sword slammed into the tip of the sea soul's fork, deflecting the incoming fork.

But this also caused him to completely lose his balance.

The horse was still running, but Lin Mu fell off.

This caused the Taoist priest to miss his target.

Two horses charged past Lin Mu, one after the other.

They reined in their horses and turned back.

The warriors and Taoist priests rode on horseback, looking down at him.

"Hahahaha!" The soldier laughed until tears almost streamed down his face. "What kind of expert? This is it?"

The female Taoist priest laughed, her laughter shaking her head: "I thought you were so capable, but you're just a noob who can't even ride a horse."

The laughing warrior suddenly stopped laughing, and his eyes turned sinister.

"Give me back my brother's life!"

The two men squeezed their legs against the horse's flanks, carrying the Sea Soul, and charged at him again.

Lin Mu got up from the ground and looked at the two horses getting closer and closer, with only one thought in his mind.

Those two old men are really damn hard to deal with.

His gaze swept around, and the large tree next to him had a thick trunk and lush foliage.

No matter how powerful the cavalry is, can they really wreak havoc in the forest?

Without saying a word, he took off running towards the tree and climbed up in no time.

Just as I squatted down on the tree trunk, the female Taoist priest rode her horse down to the foot of the tree.

She raised the Sea Soul and thrust it upwards, the tip of the fork still a short distance from Lin Mu.

Out of reach.

The female Taoist gritted her teeth and pushed upwards again with all her might.