The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 94
Zhao Yu threw down a piece of broken silver, turned around and walked towards the horse that was eating feed.

"Don't eat it!"

Pulling the horse's head out of the manger, Zhao Yu got on the horse and chased in the direction where the Blood Knife Patriarch was fleeing.

Several people at the next table looked at each other, and one of them walked forward with a good intention.

The swordsman looked up, but was horrified to find that half of the fluffy steamed bun was shot directly into the table by the young man!

Zhao Yu galloped all the way, and when he passed a mountain depression, he found stumps, broken arms and fragmented corpses all over the ground.

But at this time, on the other side of the col, a young man with a distressed expression blocked Zhao Yu's way.

"Here is an ingot of gold, buy your horse from me!!"

The young man couldn't help throwing an ingot of gold at Zhao Yu, and then shouted at Zhao Yu anxiously.

"Go away!!"

Zhao Yu, furious, didn't even look at the young man, raised his whip and swept the man who was blocking the road out.

No need to think about it, this is Shui Sheng's good-for-nothing cousin!

He doesn't have much talent himself, but with the help of Shui Dai's reputation in the Jianghu, he got the title of Ling Jian Shuangxia.

On the three-acre land in Jiangling, if others respect him, it's all because of Nan Si Qi Shui Dai's face.

But these two punks are lucky, they really think how great they are, and they are always outside.

I walk a lot at night, and there will be a time when I step on shit.

Today, when he was robbing fish by the river, he happened to be missed by the blood knife ancestor who passed by.

To be honest, if Zhao Yu was not chasing after him, according to the temperament of the blood knife ancestor, he would still be alive until now?

……

Zhao Yu galloped all the way, and after running for about ten miles, he reined in his horse and stopped suddenly.

After thinking for a while, he immediately turned his horse's head and returned to the original road.

When he returned to the small woods that he passed by before, Zhao Yu stopped his horse and carefully looked at the inconspicuous woods in front of him.

"This is a good place for field battles..."

Zhao Yu stared at the woods in front of him. If he guessed correctly, the ancestor of the blood knife should be in the woods at this moment.

I don't know if Shui Sheng's position has been captured by this old vegetable gang.

After turning around and dismounting, Zhao Yu lashed at the horse again, and the painful horse galloped back along the road.

After the war horse ran away, Zhao Yu tiptoed towards the small forest.

"Hehehe, little beauty, don't think that someone will come to save you, let the ancestors enjoy it, this is a blessing that you can't cultivate in eight lifetimes..."

Sure enough, not long after Zhao Yu walked into the grove, he heard the wretched voice of the blood knife ancestor.

Shui Sheng probably had the Ya point pressed by the old guy, and he didn't make any sound.

"The ancestor of the blood knife is also a layman. If you can't shout about this kind of thing, you don't have a soul at all!"

Zhao Yu groped in his heart while carefully touching in the direction of the Blood Knife Patriarch.

He held his breath and walked about a dozen steps. With the help of the moonlight, Zhao Yu saw a graceful young woman lying on the ground in a clearing in the dense forest.

Because of the dumb acupoint being hit, Shui Sheng fell on the ground without making a sound, while the blood knife ancestor was reaching out his hand with a wretched expression, trying to untie Shui Sheng's belt.

Live broadcast? !

"Fall, flower, flow, water..."

At this moment, there was a long howling sound outside the woods.

The Blood Knife Patriarch, who had already put his hand down on Shui Sheng's belt, changed his face when he heard the approaching sound.

"Made! These shit-stirring sticks don't come early or late, but they are screaming outside at this critical time!"

Zhao Yu was very annoyed by Nan Siqi's ghostly screams.

Originally, he had even taken out the dagger, and was going to kill someone who was caught off guard the moment the blood knife ancestor untied Shui Sheng's belt.

After all, as long as he is a man, he shouldn't be distracted to watch out for the movement around him if the matter has progressed to that extent.

In Zhao Yu's opinion, that is the best time to take down the Blood Knife Patriarch!

But now...he was disturbed by these ghost screams.

"Little beauty, your father came very quickly! But this inner breath sound transmission technique can't scare me, my ancestor!"

The ancestor of the blood knife stared at the outside of the forest with a grin, and said in a low voice: "They don't even know that the ancestor and you are happy here..."

The blood knife patriarch understood that Nan Siqi didn't even know where he was.

The reason why they expended their inner energy to use this inner breath sound transmission technique is to scare themselves and prevent themselves from attacking the beauty in front of them.

"Falling, flowering, flowing, water..." Nan Siqi's voice was getting closer and closer.

But the blood knife patriarch didn't care, turned around and walked towards Shui Sheng lying on the ground with a lewd smile.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yu was immediately refreshed. It seemed that he still had a chance. As long as the blood knife ancestor untied Shui Sheng's belt, it would be the best time for Zhao Yu to make a move!
The blood knife patriarch was still as wretched as he reached out to untie Shui Sheng's belt.

But Zhao Yu didn't realize that when the Blood Knife Patriarch was talking nonsense just now, he inadvertently moved the Blood Knife to his right hand...

At the moment when the Blood Knife Patriarch untied Shui Sheng's belt, Zhao Yu held the dagger with his backhand, and rushed towards the Blood Knife Patriarch who had his back turned to him!

"Hey, Gui grandson can't hold his breath anymore!" Facing Shui Sheng's blood knife ancestor, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth at this moment.

Seeing that the short sword in Zhao Yu's hand was about to touch the back of that guy's head, but at this moment, a blood light flashed, and attacked Zhao Yu's face from a very tricky angle.

"Fuck!!"

Seeing the blood knife going straight to the door, Zhao Yu knew that he had been fooled by this old gangster again!
And this time, the ancestor of the Blood Knife did calculations with his mind and no intention, and he had no way to avoid it.

Seeing the bloody scimitar attacking, Zhao Yu's heart tightened, and he kicked his right leg out almost subconsciously.

"Ugh..."

The sound of the egg breaking was accompanied by a painful moan.

The Blood Knife Patriarch, who was still holding the chance of winning, stood there blankly at this moment, his face flushed.

Looking at the sharp blade less than an inch away, Zhao Yu's cold sweat broke out.

If he hadn't resorted to flirtatious kicks in a panic, he probably would have fully confessed here today.

Thinking of this, without further ado, Zhao Yu raised his leg and kicked the Blood Knife Patriarch again.

This time, Zhao Yu learned the lessons of the previous failures, and never said a word of nonsense again.

He directly printed his palms on the shiny bald head of the blood knife ancestor.

Embedding flowers and trees can absorb power from a distance.

But in the face of this old guy, Zhao Yu didn't dare to be careless.

In the past two days, although it looked like he was chasing after the blood knife ancestor, in fact, Zhao Yu was at a disadvantage in almost every confrontation.

The blood knife patriarch's internal strength was not as good as his, so he didn't dare to confront Zhao Yu head-on.

But this guy is capable of playing tricks and tricks, the current Zhao Yu is really no match for him!
Good thing...

This time, the Blood Knife Patriarch had predicted everything, but he didn't expect Zhao Yu to have an invincible slapping leg!
(End of this chapter)