Drunk Immortal Gourd

Thunder? It's Thunder Thunder again. This guy actually has Thunder Thunder? Hu Zhenhua was suddenly frightened out of his mind. A thunderbolt had just blown him up and seriously injured him. If another one hit him, wouldn't he die without a burial place? Hu Zhenhua didn't care about the injuries on his body, he turned over and fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, and quickly rolled to the side.

It is extremely troublesome to make things like Zhentian Lei. How could Qingyang have so many of them? This time it was nothing more than a bluff. Throwing out a piece of mud in his hand, Qingyang turned around and ran towards the entrance of the cave.

Hu Zhenhua rolled twice in a row, but the so-called thunderbolt did not come. Only then did he realize that he had fallen into this kid's trick again. What the opponent threw was not a thunderbolt at all, but a thunderbolt. A ball of black mud that was no different in size from Zhentian Lei.

Three times, three times in a row, he had fallen into the hands of this kid three times in a row, and Hu Zhenhua was filled with rage. Seeing Qingyang fleeing further and further away, Hu Zhenhua had no time to get up and pursue him, so he had to grit his teeth and throw the flying knife in his hand towards Qingyang's back.

Hu Zhenhua was furious, and the power of the flying knife was increased to the maximum. Unfortunately, Qingyang was too far away from him, so the knife lost its power, and finally nailed the body of Songhe Lao Dao that Qingyang was carrying.

But Qingyang in front of him didn't know this. At this time, he had already escaped to the waterfall at the entrance of the cave. He glanced at the distance of the floating wood on the pool outside, then used his kung fu to circulate throughout his body, and jumped towards the water using his light body kung fu. past.

With the help of the wood floating in the water, Qingyang clicked his feet a few times and quickly jumped over the pool. When he came here, he had to rely on the help of his master, Song He Lao Dao. Now, while carrying Lao Dao Song He's body and his waist was injured, he could easily jump over the pool. Perhaps this is not only because of the improvement in strength, but also because of the improvement in strength. Maybe it’s because his potential was stimulated when he was escaping.

After passing the pool, Qingyang raised his head and discovered that Master Kongji was waiting not far ahead. Seeing that Qingyang was fine, Master Kongji said: "Amitabha, you finally came out. There was a loud noise in the cave just now. I still I thought something was going to happen to you, were you injured?"

Qingyang ran forward and said: "The explosion was the thunder that Master left for me. Hu Zhenhua has been injured by me, but my strength is too different from his. Not only is there nothing he can do, Instead, he was shot with a knife."

Master Kongji also said while running: "Even if a first-class master is seriously injured, even I have to avoid his edge in a fight to the death. You are right to escape in time. If you wait for Hu Zhentai and the others to pursue you, If you come up, there will be no chance at all.”

This is true, and Qingyang thought about this clearly before escaping first.

"Where are Xuanzhu and the others?" Qingyang asked.

"The two of them were too slow, so I let them escape first. Now that Hu Zhenhua is also injured, he should not be able to catch up with us for a while. When we get out of the valley, we escape separately, and the Tiger Gang will take us There is no other way." Master Kongji said.

Master Kongji tried his best to control the speed as fast as Qingyang, and the two of them ran side by side towards the outside of the valley. The distance from the water pool to the exit of the valley is about seven or eight miles. Both of them are masters. With all their strength, they caught up with Xuanzhu who came out early in less than a quarter of an hour at the entrance of the valley. The skin has phoenix.

Qingyang resolutely turned around and blocked Hu Zhenhua in order to buy them time to escape. If Qingyang died inside, they would feel guilty for the rest of their lives. Now that they saw Qingyang escaping safely, they both relaxed. One breath.

After leaving the valley, the roads outside extend in all directions, and you can choose the direction of escape at will. However, considering that the Tiger Gang might chase them at any time, it was better to act separately. They did not know Hu Zhentai’s arrangements in the cave at this time, thinking that Hu Zhenhua was just the vanguard, and Hu Zhentai and others were following. If you are blocked by them from behind, you will be captured in one fell swoop.

In fact, they don't like to act together. Pi has the ability to tame animals inherited from the Feng family. Although the wild beasts in the mountains are difficult to tame, with this skill, self-protection is still no problem. Master Kongji also feels that the other two are a bit of a drag, If he only took care of his disciple Xuan Zhu, he would be confident enough to escape from the Tiger Gang.

As for Qingyang, he doesn't care. The mountains and forests are so big that as long as he hides in, it will be difficult for the Tiger Gang to find him. There is no need to worry about acting alone. Whether he lives or dies depends on his luck. Don't worry. Affects other people.

Then the four of them separated. Master Kongji and Xuanzhu headed straight to the east. Pi Youfeng walked south-east by himself, while Qingyang carried the master's body on his back and headed north-east.

The mountain road is difficult to walk, and it is even more difficult to walk in this inaccessible deep mountain forest with a corpse on your back. The injury on Qingyang's waist is getting more and more serious, and his physical strength is decreasing bit by bit, but his life is at stake, so he can only grit his teeth and persevere.

After walking for more than an hour, seeing that the sun had turned to the west, Qingyang couldn't hold on any longer. He felt that the Tiger Gang would not come so soon, so he found a cave and hid in with his master's body on his back.

The cave was very shallow, only more than two feet deep, but the space inside was quite spacious. Qingyang first found some hay outside and spread it in the cave, then placed the body of his master Songhe Laodao. Then he came to the river, cleaned the wound on his waist, bandaged it again, and then returned to the cave with heavy steps.

Looking at Songhe Lao Dao lying on the hay, Qingyang couldn't help but secretly pouted, you old liar, you died as soon as you kicked off your legs, you didn't care about what happened next, and you had to carry you on my back when I was running for my life, really It hurt me.

The road ahead is still long. It will take at least five or six days to walk over mountains and ridges. If I have to carry it like this in the future, won't it be tiring to death? Forget it, let’s wake you up first.

Qingyang filled a big leaf with some water, opened Songhe Laodao's mouth and poured it in. Then he sat next to him and pushed along his chest. When the chest began to gradually become warm, he started to massage it again. The limbs of Songhe Laodao.

"Well……"

I don't know how long it took, but after a long burp, Songhe Laodao's body suddenly moved, and then his eyes slowly opened.

Yes, Qingyang’s master, Songhe Laodao, is not dead. All of this is fake. Although it all looks like the real thing, as a disciple of Songhe Laodao, Qingyang can’t not see that. This was also the reason why he insisted on bringing out the body of Songhe Laodao.

As for the poisonous scorpion, Qingyang had seen it before in Xipingguan. Despite its size, the poisonous hook had already been treated by Master Songhe. It was used by Master to scare people. Qingyang is not sure why Old Taoist Songhe pretended to be dead. He needs to ask Old Taoist Songhe himself.