I'm being watched by a sword

Chapter 244 That Door

Sheng Yuanfang stopped in his tracks.

The fat girl on her back also held her breath.

The third door on the left near the end of the avenue was slowly pushed open, and a middle-aged drunken man staggered out with a pot of wine in his arms.

The drunk first glanced outside, but he didn't see the guards, and there was no movement.

Glancing inside again, I was startled. There was a person next to the mana pickup with two big heads, one for a man and one for a woman.

Two eyes met four eyes for a long time, just like this for a long time.

The drunk man shook his head violently again, and looked around for anyone.

Immediately yelled at the people inside: "You bastards, where is there any movement? Get out, drinking is so dirty, I don't call me when I drink!"

boom!
The third door closed again.

Sheng Yuanfang carried the fat girl on his back and hid behind the magic pickup.

Hearing the loud closing sound of the door, Sheng Yuanfang turned to look at the fat girl.

The fat girl smiled shyly at him.

Sheng Yuanfang didn't stay any longer, and quickly ran out of the gate.

When he ran to the gate, Sheng Yuanfang saw a woman in shackles waiting there, the very charming woman who begged him just now.

However, as soon as the three of them reached the exit door, they heard a roar.

There was another mana pickup truck outside, and it seemed to be bigger than the previous one, at least it could hold 40 to [-] people.

Sheng Yuanfang carried the fat girl on his back, and grabbed the woman who was walking back.

Putting down the fat girl, Sheng Yuanfang said to the woman pulled back by him: "Take care of Missy, and I will take you away. If Missy suffers any loss, don't blame me for not taking you away."

The woman nodded vigorously, and helped the fat girl to the corner to hide.

Sheng Yuanfang didn't want to hurt more lives, but this group of people came back at the wrong time.

The magic pickup truck drove to the door, and everyone jumped out of the pickup truck one after another.

Through the headlights of the car, they saw many dead people lying at the door, and they were all their own people, and their scalps suddenly felt numb.

Then anger takes over their heads as the mainstream.

These people are all desperadoes, and this area is far away from the city, and it has long been the world of their "Drunken Dream Gang". How can they not be angry that someone dares to come here to kill their people?

There are about 35 people in this team, and the leader is the middle-aged man on the co-pilot.

The middle-aged man had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, but did not light it.

Smoke is good smoke.

He was not willing to smoke, and sucked it in his mouth.

The middle-aged man jumped out of the car, carrying a steel machete on his shoulder.

Walking to the middle of more than a dozen dead bodies and inspecting them carefully, he frowned slightly, and said in his heart: "What a fast sword technique, the wounds are neither deep nor shallow, all of them were killed by one sword. And from everyone's The expressions can be seen, and they didn't have shocked expressions when they died. In other words, these guys were killed before they could react."

The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head and looked towards the gate of the shelter.

There stood a man, whose shadow was dragged by the headlights of the pickup truck.

Sheng Yuanfang stood at the door and found that the group of people hadn't noticed him for a long time.Originally, he wanted to carry the fat girl on his back and run away, but he was discovered as soon as he came up with the idea.

Sighing, he walked slowly towards the crowd, thinking that it would not be too late to get rid of the rubbish.

The middle-aged man also walked towards Sheng Yuanfang, but at a much faster speed.

With a bang, the fine steel machete and the ugly long sword collided violently in the air.

Sheng Yuanfang took two steps back.

The middle-aged man hurriedly retreated more than ten steps, the tiger's mouth burst open and blood spattered.

The bright red blood gathered in the palm, and slowly flowed down, until it flowed to the blade of the fine steel machete, and flowed to the gap cut by the ugly long sword.

Under the illumination of the headlights of the magic pickup truck, the blood on the cut of the blade was dazzling.

The middle-aged man's arms trembled slightly, and he was extremely shocked: "My current cultivation is at the peak of VIII level, and because of my natural supernatural power, even if I face some not very strong level IX, I may not lose."

Tightening the stainless steel machete in his hand, dispelling the fear in his heart, the middle-aged man stared at Sheng Yuanfang, and said in his heart: "This fat man's cultivation is definitely not level IX, but he can strike fiercely with a single strike. If you quit me, who the hell is he?"

Sheng Yuanfang's right hand was numb, and it felt like his hand was going to be useless.

He pretended to be a calm and gentle man, but he was thinking in his heart: "The middle-aged man opposite him is similar to him in cultivation, but his strength is unexpectedly strong. It should be because he has awakened his divine power or was born with it. It’s bursting with power.”

Sheng Yuanfang looked at the middle-aged elder brother on the opposite side, his small eyes rolled around in his eye sockets: "It seems that I can't fight him head-on, and then there will be another one like this, my 200-jin little body can't bear it!"

"And I can't get out of the way, otherwise something will happen to the 'beautiful and dignified', 'charming' 'Missy' behind her!"

In Sheng Yuanfang's eyes, the eldest lady is his good cabbage.

As for Hualien, Suyi, and Guo Xiaolan, he doesn't like them, and even thinks they are a bit ugly, mainly because he doesn't like thin people.It was still this young lady who came out of nowhere and perfectly met all his aesthetic requirements.

Sheng Yuanfang did not retreat but advanced, very fast, he arrived in front of the middle-aged man in an instant, and stabbed out with his sword.

The middle-aged man hadn't adjusted his posture yet, so he was forced to take the fat man's sword.

In a hurry, the pace of the middle-aged man was a little messed up.But fortunately, he managed to dodge Sheng Yuanfang's straight stab with his sword.

Sheng Yuanfang stabbed straight back with his sword again, bringing out a dazzling blood flower.

The middle-aged man covered his abdomen with one hand and leaned on a stainless steel machete with the other. Despair was silently growing in his heart like weeds and mold.

Sheng Yuanfang is fat, but he will never despair regardless of your heart.

The speed suddenly increased, and the sword became red in an instant.

The middle-aged man's neck was half-stretched, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Bang!

The fine steel machete fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man thought of that night, that night of horror and surprise.

~~~
That night, he fell into a cave.

There is nothing in the cave, but there is a door.

After hesitating for a long time, he, who was originally timid and fearful, stepped into the door amidst hesitation.

Behind that door, he saw an extremely terrifying scene.

Countless corpses piled up to form endless high mountains. Those high mountains had people, monsters, and ghosts. It seemed that the corpses of all races in the world had piled up into these high mountains.

Frightened, he fled the door.

After calming down, he, who had low aptitude, unexpectedly found that his cultivation base had improved a lot.

I don't know how long it took, his eyes became more determined, and he stepped into the door again. He felt the improvement of his own cultivation. This feeling seemed real, but it didn't seem so real.

Fearing that it was an illusion, he pinched himself severely, and a bruise appeared on his arm.

In pain, he knew that he had encountered a great opportunity, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

I don't know how long it took until he could no longer feel that his cultivation base was improving, and he reluctantly left the door.

After climbing out of the cave, he stood there for a long time.

Suddenly, he climbed in again.

He wanted to see if his cultivation could be further improved.Because as long as he improves a little bit, he will reach level IX.

However, after he climbed in, he was surprised to find that the door had disappeared, as if there had never been a door there.

~~~
Memories are like waves, drowning the blood in the eyes of the middle-aged man.

Until the blood color has not disappeared.

Before Sheng Yuanfang could be happy, he also fell to the ground, as if he saw a bright door.

(End of this chapter)