Gulp.
The long-faced man's throat moved, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. The ice-cold long saber was placed on his neck, and with just a little bit of force, a very fine line of blood seeped out. He didn't dare to delay, and slowly stood up.
"Don't, don't be rash. Let's talk." The long-faced man's voice trembled as he hurriedly said.
Wu Ying's neck had clearly been cut by someone. He didn't want to be lying on the ground in the same position as him in a moment's time.
After all, he and Wu Ying didn't have much of a friendship. They were only using each other out of mutual benefit. He didn't want to avenge him and didn't want to die with him.
He only hoped that the scholar wouldn't be rash …
At the entrance of the shack, the three of them looked at each other and slowly moved inside.
"The three of you, get out."
The scholar had already stood up. The long knife was still pressed against the fourth disciple's neck as he looked at the three of them.
The three of them had no choice. After a pause in their steps, they slowly retreated.
The fourth disciple was still in the scholar's hands. If they acted rashly and angered him, the scholar's hand would shake and the fourth disciple's head would be gone.
They could only follow his wishes and temporarily retreat. The scholar seemed to have suffered serious injuries and probably wouldn't last much longer.
At this moment, the three of them were shocked and depressed.
When Wu Ying had first told them about this scholar, his tone had been nonchalant and extremely disdainful. He had taken on everything by himself. As long as the four of them came here at night and forced the formula out of the scholar's mouth, they would immediately form a group and escape from Qing An Fu. If they encountered soldiers, the five of them working together would have a higher chance of escaping.
Unexpectedly, they had come according to the agreement, but Wu Ying had kicked the bucket. He would never be able to fulfill the agreement and had died at the hands of the "weak scholar" he had spoken of. He had even dragged the fourth disciple down.
Thinking of Wu Ying's description of the scholar, the three of them cursed in their hearts at the same time.
Motherf * cker, was this really a scholar who didn't even have the strength to truss a chicken?
After dealing with Wu Ying, he was still able to calmly pretend to be him and hold the knife against the fourth disciple's neck — who was the fugitive here?
At this moment, the fugitive in their hearts was holding a long saber, his face extremely pale. A deep sense of exhaustion entered his mind, and Li Yi bit the tip of his tongue, instantly becoming more clear-headed.
Four people. Including the horse-faced man who was temporarily held hostage by him, there were a total of four people on the other side.
In a one-on-one fight, he was definitely not a match for any of them. If he hadn't used the cover of the night and pretended to be Wu Ying to deceive this man, he would have fallen into the tiger's mouth right after escaping from the wolf's claws.
Why did he always meet such a bastard? What happened to the protagonist's halo?
The current situation was actually not optimistic. Although he had used this man to temporarily restrain these people, he still could not escape.
He did not have the physical strength to hold the knife against the man's neck while walking back. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a chill under his feet. He looked down and saw that his left foot was only wearing a sock. He did not know when he had lost one of his shoes, but he did not notice it earlier …
He sighed softly. Even though the situation was not optimistic, he still could not give up. He bit the tip of his tongue again to wake himself up a little. Now, there was no need to rush to leave. He needed to recover some of his physical strength first so that he would have the strength to negotiate with these people later.
Otherwise, when his body could not take it anymore, he would inevitably have to face another tragedy.
Although the formula of the Ruyi Dew was important, it was more important to stay alive.
…
"Big Brother, is that scholar really going to slit the fourth disciple's neck?" Outside the shack, the tall man holding the knife looked at the scar-faced man and asked worriedly.
"No, that scholar is a smart person. He would not not understand that if he killed the fourth disciple, he would not be able to escape." Before the scar-faced man could speak, the thin man spoke first.
"That's right." The scar-faced man said in a deep voice, "If he wants to live, he will not touch the fourth disciple. Although I do not know how he killed Brother Wu, he seems to have suffered quite a serious injury. With the fourth disciple's intelligence, nothing serious will happen to him. We can just wait here. I think it will not be long before he comes out on his own …"
Before the scar-faced man could finish his words, the expressions of the three changed at the same time and they looked in the direction from which they came.
Under the moonlight, a faintly discernible shadow was rapidly approaching.
"Who is it?"
The three of them turned at almost the same time. The shadow's speed was extremely fast. In the time of two breaths, the three of them saw a fine horse galloping in their direction and a young woman on the horse.
The woman held a small piece of cloth in her hand. She flew down from the horse and looked ahead coldly.
In the middle of the night, in the wilderness, there was actually such a woman. The three of them were extremely surprised.
"Hehe, Big Brother, Second Brother, could it be that the Heavens know that we brothers are lonely at night and have specially sent us a beauty to relieve our boredom?" The man holding the knife was stunned for a moment. Using the moonlight, he saw the woman's face clearly. A lustful smile appeared on his face and he walked towards the woman.
Although he did not know why the woman would appear here, the reason was not important. What was important was the result.
The horse found its way here and did not advance any further. The woman held the piece of cloth she had picked up on the mountain path in her hand. When she looked at the shack in front of her, she paused for a moment.
Among the withered branches and withered leaves on the ground, a shoe appeared out of place. Under the moonlight, it looked extremely out of place.
"The smell of blood …"
The faint smell in the air made her heart sink.
"Where is Li Yi?" She raised her head and looked at the man who was walking towards her and asked coldly.
"Li Yi?" When the man holding the knife heard this, he was stunned for a moment. Then he remembered that this was the name of the scholar that Brother Wu had mentioned.
So this woman had come to find the scholar.
What a coincidence. If he could capture her, the scholar would no longer be a threat to the fourth brother.
Moreover, this woman looked … When he thought of this, an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.
"You're talking about that scholar? He's dead." He looked at the woman and said, "In my opinion, you don't have to look for that scholar. Which one of us brothers isn't thousands of times better than him?"
"He's dead …"
This sentence kept echoing in the woman's ears.
Her body trembled and her face instantly turned pale.
In the end … I'm still too late?
"Third Brother, capture her first. We'll talk about other things later." The calm man said aloud.
The third brother had always been a lustful person and had made many mistakes in the past. This woman's appearance was strange. It was most important to first capture her and use her to threaten the scholar.
"I say, Second Brother, why are you always so rude? Don't be rude to this beauty. Look at her little face …" The man who was called the third brother put down his knife and a teasing expression appeared on his face. He reached out to touch the woman's pretty face.
"He's dead. Why are you still alive …"
At this moment, a cold and emotionless voice suddenly rang in his ear.
The man was stunned. In the next moment, a white light flashed in front of him.
"Uh …"
His eyes suddenly widened and he covered his throat with both hands. He struggled to breathe but it was all in vain. Blood flowed out from the gaps between his hands and his body fell straight to the ground with a dull thud.
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