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Chapter 383: Enemy and Friend at Hand


Adjusting his breathing vigorously, Chu Yang's body lay motionless in a sparse grass, just using a few trees to hide his figure.

Here and now, the opposite must be done Everything has to be taken by surprise by the enemy, so that there can barely have a glimmer of life.

At this moment, Chu Yang, any omission is a catastrophe.

Although the pursuers were almost chasing behind their buttocks and could find themselves at any time, Chu Yang still chose this piece of grass that was too tolerant of being discovered.

The terrain here is flat and would have been easy to spot.

However, the people of the Golden Horse Knight Hall knew that King Chu Yan was scheming, and everyone was staring at the dark corners between the mountains and forests, among those strange peaks and strange rocks, and those dense forests, but no one paid attention to these ordinary places.

Human psychology is often like this.

But this also created a glimmer of life in Chuyang.

As long as you are bold and careful, and can use everything around you to your advantage, even if it is a place where you must die, you can find the path of immortality But there are several people in the whole world who can do this at such a time Chu Yang slowly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the soreness all over his body, and the scorching pain of nearly thirty wounds that had not yet healed.

Try your best to restrain your breath, use your divine sense to control the pores all over your body, and don't let the smell of blood on your body be too obvious.

At the same time, the sword spirit in his mind almost used a crazy speed to frantically infuse the medicinal power into Chu Yang's body.

Before, it had been complaining that Chu Yang's accumulated medicinal power was too much, and the medicinal power it absorbed was too much, which was not conducive to cultivation.

But now, he was afraid that Chu Yang would not be able to absorb more medicinal power Even, began to complain: the stored medicinal power is so small, it is not enough at all, I feel that my strength has recovered by three points, and my stiff body has slowly regained its vitality, and the thunderous heartbeat has gradually flattened.

Chu Yang is going to change his hiding place, this place is only temporarily safe, maybe anyone can find himself as soon as he turns around and squints.

If the pursuers chase after him at this time, they can see their buttocks that are almost exposed at a glance.

But now the body is really bad, and the little strength that has been restored is not allowed to do any big exercise at all.

Especially after this short rest, the tiredness almost made my soul a little confused, but fortunately I arrived here at the end of this kind of mountain and water.

This is Tianwailou, it can be said that it is his maiden home, although there are many of these people, but who can compare to their familiar terrain Chu Yang comforted himself, the cat leaned over, rolled lightly, supported the ground with his elbows, and quickly moved sideways from the tip of the grass.

This kind of traversing also requires ingenuity.

He could not leap now, nor could he touch the grass and make a noise, lest he should be heard.

But the body can't hold up too high, and if it's too high, it will be discovered, and it will be even more ruined.

I could only use my elbows to support the ground, and then move my body sideways, my toes against the ground, and my elbows moved over again, and so on dozens of times, and the elbows that bear the weight of the entire body were completely rubbed against the bare sand and stones, and they were already drenched in blood.

But Chu Yang finally managed to move more than a dozen zhang horizontally, approaching a dwarf pine forest.

No matter how short the pine forest is, it is always much taller than the grass, and it is much denser.

As long as you enter here, it will be much smaller than the local target just now.

Chu Yang's eyes looked cautiously in all directions, and the more calm he became when he was close to success.

Because, how many people have fallen as soon as they relax at this juncture, lessons from the past can be said to abound.

On a pine tree in the upper left of him, there was a man in black, hidden in a dense pine branch, with a pair of eyes vigilantly watching every dark corner, looking serious and focused, like a hunting dog hunting for food.

It's just that he ignores this small piece of dwarf pine under his feet.

Well, it's good to be dark under the light.

Chu Yang praised the professionalism of this master of the Golden Horse Knight Hall in his heart, his divine sense locked on the other party, and took advantage of the opportunity for the other party to turn his head to look in the other direction, his body floated lightly, and with his last bit of strength, he hid his scarred body behind a dwarf pine, and then quickly sank, curled up, and his whole body curled up into the shadow of the dwarf pine.

"What's the situation" The benevolent brother faintly felt that there seemed to be some movement, and casually glanced at his feet, but he didn't find it, so he turned around again, and cursed in his mouth: "Paralyzed, if you catch this King of Chu Yan, you have to get off the oil pot, damn, the tired Lao Tzu has been squatting on this stinky tree for three days and three nights, grandma dripping, isn't this a toss, it's just that the foxes, squirrels, and hedgehogs in this mountain are really a lot, one by one, their grandma" Obviously, this benevolent brother had already regarded Chu Yang as a weasel and squirrel that occasionally passed by here.

Chu Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, of course he didn't think about what difficult actions this guy should take to the fox, squirrel and hedgehog's grandmother, just calmed down and smeared the grass and tree juice accumulated in the Nine Tribulations space little by little into his bloody wounds, although it hurt badly and was not conducive to the recovery of the wound, but it could make the taste of blood completely disappear from his body.

And then he healed his wounds under the nose of the thing.

Wait quietly for dark.

When it's dark, it's more likely that you'll get out.

The mountain wind is getting stronger and stronger, and it is whirring.

Occasionally, a whirlwind swept by, whistling from the treetops, bringing a terrible sound like a ghost crying god, so it caused the sound of the benevolent brother on the tree to curse and brush the sky and the earth sounded continuously, and a black-clothed man who was missing half an arm suddenly appeared here, and the person on the tree was immediately alert, immediately turned back, and said vigilantly: "Who" "It's me" "My lord is the throne" But it was Jing Mengsoul who took the lead and arrived here.

"Have you found anything" Jing Mengsoul frowned and kept his face calm.

In the past few days, the throne of Jing has become more and more irritable, and it is almost about to explode.

"No, King Chu Yan shouldn't have arrived here yet."

"Didn't arrive" Jing Mengshen frowned: "It's impossible for me to track the smell of blood all the way, and it disappeared when I got here, how could it not have arrived" The man in black on the tree was suddenly taken aback and said, "Disappeared here" Jing Mengsoul didn't answer, but sniffled and looked around carefully.

Suddenly, his expression tightened, and he walked quickly to a place, and his expression became gloomy.

Here, there are clear traces of people lying on their stomachs.

The distance from the man in black was no more than five feet Jing Mengsoul squatted down, turned over the grass, wiped his fingers on the blades of grass, raised his hand, it was clearly a piece of red, put it on his nose and smelled it, faintly a faint fragrance of orchids.

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Jing Meng's soul suddenly stood up with a hideous face, and without looking back, he slapped it over, and with a snap, the man in black was beaten by this slap and turned around very neatly, his head was buzzing, and blood came out of his mouth and nose, and the second monk couldn't figure it out: "Throne, what are you doing?"

"What am I doing" Jing Meng's soul was furious, and he scolded: "I fucked your grandmother Chu Yan King who lay here for a long time, and he bled here, and then he rested here to recover his strength and left, you are still fucking dreaming" The black-clothed man of the "Chu Chu Yama King" was completely petrified: the Chu Yama King was under his nose just now "your grandma, it's not the king of Chu Yan, is it your grandfather who can't do it" Jing Meng's soul went crazy This time Chu Yang broke out of the encirclement, how serious the price was paid, Jing Mengsoul knew that as long as he found him, I am afraid that even a three-year-old child would be able to kill this King of Chu Yan However, this benevolent brother actually missed such a good opportunity King Chu Yan lay on his side dying, at least resting for more than a quarter of an hour, he was actually dreaming and unconscious, how slow should this be, what level of stupidity, how urgent it should be to a thousand cuts, and then looking at the position of this piece of grass that had been lying on his stomach, Jing Meng's soul rushed to his head with even more enthusiasm, and the only remaining palm crackled and was thrown over like a storm-like slap, and he trembled with anger, his eyes were blood-red, and he trembled: " Look at you, look at me, fuck your mother, I fuck your mother, it's so obvious, there is no covering, a mouse can be seen at a glance when lying here, lying on a big living person, you don't even notice you, you, your eyes are assholes" When Jing Mengsoul said that later, he already felt that he was a little short of words.

There are no more weighty words to describe the stupidity of the guy in front of me.

He just stared at him like he was going to eat people, panting heavily, and his mind was so angry that his mind was blank for a while under the hideous gaze of Jing Throne as if he wanted to swallow him alive, this man in black trembled, his face was as white as death, and now Lao Tzu is finished.

King Chu Yan, you really killed Lao Tzu As for the authentic King Chu Yan who was hiding on the side, if it weren't for the full strength of his wounds without distraction, if he heard Jing Meng's thunderous words, maybe he could laugh on the spot, and then King Jing would really hit a big luck: it was effortless to capture King Chu Yan Brush, brush, and a few figures fell panting: "Throne, what can you find?"

"Discovery" Jing Meng's nostrils spurted viciously, and he pointed his finger: "There is such a living king and a turtle that is stupider than a wooden stake here, even if there is a discovery, it is equal to nothing" Everyone was stunned and looked at the man in black suspiciously.

"What do you see, hurry up and let this guy get out, when I see him, I think of my dead mother, and I want to cry without tears" Jing Mengsoul waved his hand impatiently: "King Chu Yan must not have gone far yet, hurry up and search everywhere." ” To be continued: