Diary of the Naruto Healer

The soft soil was stepped on step by step.

The panicked figure flew in the westward sunlight, followed by groups of martial arts people chasing after him. The sound of fireworks exploding in the sky made people from different directions begin to gather here and intercept him.

People from all walks of life who came together from time to time had mostly communicated with each other before. They ignored the gaps and wanted to get Bodhidharma's body first before talking about anything else. Their faces were all red with excitement, because the figure in front of them was already a turtle in the urn.

There are many barren mountains and ridges in the north, but the south is much gentler. The Jinghu area has inherited the characteristics of the south of the Yangtze River, with many hills and rivers. The people who are chasing are a little embarrassed to find that at critical moments, the opponent can always take advantage of the terrain and rivers to escape. After opening the blockade, Huang Lan, panting, stopped briefly in a forest to rest. When he looked back, the distant view of Shuixi County was still in his field of vision, and he had not run far yet.

A moment later, when he stood up to leave, the branches above his head swayed, and sword light shot out from the top.Huang Lan tilted his body and punched the falling figure with one arm. The man immediately hit the tree trunk with his waist. While shaking, the sword was taken away. The one-armed figure cut off the opponent's head with a sword, and blood flowed. It spilled out with a puff.

Before he could take a breath, a roar came out, and a strong wind hit the back of his head. Huang Lan's broken arm was not fully healed, so he turned around to block, but his reaction was still half a beat too slow. There was a bang in the air, and the blade pressed against the iron sword. Sticking to his chest, the knife flew out and his whole body rolled on the ground.

The sword was inserted into the soil, and half of the body was raised up. Dots of blood dripped on the robe. Looking across from him, there was a warrior wielding a sword.

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The sun hung on the top of the mountain in the west, and the first ray of bright red color shone on the field. A group of figures were running, then stopped, and faced them, a figure carrying a black coffin came towards them, as if to stop them.

"go away"

"Don't block the road"

On this hill away from the battlefield, the visitor turned a deaf ear to the other party's ferocious voice. He just gently stretched out his arms and pulled down the cloak covering his head, revealing a sickly and pale cheek.

嘭

The black sarcophagus fell from behind him and hit the ground vertically. A dull sound was heard. Someone over there recognized the person and alertly reminded his companions: "Everyone, be careful. This person is Zhao Mingtuo."

Over there, Zhao Mingtuo raised a smile: "If you want Bodhidharma's body... everyone will die."

The palm of his hand slapped the top of the sarcophagus, and the lid of the coffin suddenly jumped up. A group of black figures folded and rushed out from the inside. The moment it landed, it seemed to suddenly become larger. It landed in the shape of a human, with fluttering clothes and belt. The appearance of a beautiful woman.

"Puppet." Someone with sharp eyes noticed the difference carefully.

While speaking, several figures rolled out of the open black coffin again, old and young, men and women, their appearance was lifelike, and they even had eyelashes.

Over there, everyone was startled, and they all launched an offensive. In their field of vision, Zhao Mingtuo just hid behind him, hooked his fingers, and looked over: "Don't be polite. Come here."

Nearby, the puppet in purple robe slowly raised his arm, and handed out a short knife. His figure was like the wind, and he flew towards the opposite side, just like a normal person. Then, the other puppets followed closely, He entered the crowd in the blink of an eye.

Half an hour later, the fighting came to an end. The smell of blood spread in Shanggang Mountain. A man named Zhao Mingtuo had folded the last puppet and put it into the black coffin. While closing the coffin lid, he saw from the corner of his eye, In the afterglow, another group of people came over.

I couldn't help but sigh and opened the black coffin again.

In half of the forest, the slanting light shone through the gaps between the leaves and fell on the blade. The reflected light made Huang Lan narrow his eyes. A gust of wind suddenly blew up in the forest, and the leaves rustled.

The red gauze fluttered backwards, and the footsteps stepped on the fallen leaves and soft soil, rushing out of the shade of the trees like ghosts. The blood-red nails pierced the tranquility in the afterglow, and the blood flowers broke open on the back of the sword-wielding warrior and passed through the chest.

The red gauze fell to the ground, and the corpse had fallen forward to reveal the figure behind it. Huang Lan swallowed his saliva, looked at the person with some fear, and yelled reluctantly.

"elder sister."

A heart dripping with blood was held in a woman's hand. A tender red tongue dexterously stretched out from Luan Hongyi's red lips. A drop of blood melted into the tip of her tongue, and she closed her eyes as if she was enjoying it.

Immediately, after hearing the other party's cry, the woman opened her eyes again, threw away the heart, and sucked the finger that was still filled with blood with her petal-like lips, as if she still had more to say.

Huang Lan didn't like this sexy scene. He had never had an eye for this woman before, but after seeing the scene of her killing people and sucking blood, he never wanted to be with her again.

"Sister, let's go quickly."

"Ah."

In the distance, Luan Hongyi brought more than ten women to fight with the warriors behind. She clapped her hands, and these women used a dexterous short sword to quickly end the battlefield, and protected Huang Lan and began to leave.Soon, dozens of galloping horses came over. Liu Yuannan jumped off the horse, stuck his spear on the ground, glanced at the bloody corpses lying in the distance, stamped his feet angrily, and grinned in pain when his face was bruised.

While turning around, he saw another corpse with its heart ripped out, and he got on his horse and said, "It's Luan Hongyi's technique... He just died not long ago, let's chase him."

The sun shines over, and in the open field, a one-armed man protected by a group of women is blocked again. Bits of blood are scattered on the grass and slip into the soil. Then a retrograde shoe steps on it, and the figure keeps retreating. , red gauze fluttering, scarlet nails waving like the wind and fighting with a sword-wielding figure.

"The Nine Dragons Sword Technique is indeed quite famous, but it's a pity that I won't play with you anymore." The retreating figure passed the sword, then turned around and danced, piercing the air silently with its five fingers.

Over there, Wan Qiu Nian suddenly shifted his direction, and the cold nails were pressed against his waist. The woman's figure had already escaped a few feet away, and she continued to rush forward while protecting the boy who was carrying Bodhidharma's body, trying to Tear a bloody path.

"Where did Luan Hongyi go and left Bodhidharma's body behind?" Wan Qiunian shouted, attracting many people from the world who gathered around him. Following his gaze, he saw more than ten people fleeing.

In an instant, almost all of the minions who abandoned Hongshang Tower chased after the opponent in a crazy manner, excitedly raising their weapons.

The distance suddenly narrowed.

Although Huang Lan has martial arts skills, there are more people on the other side. At least there will be warriors coming for Bodhidharma's body within a radius of more than ten miles. Just in front of their escape, a group of people rushed over, and Luan Hongyi suddenly Waving his claws vigilantly, he saw the figure on the horse holding a Guan Dao.

"Niu Yi is here, who dares to fight?" The visitor passed Huang Lan and others, rushed straight to the back, and roared.

The hundreds of people who came from Qinghe's gang formed a posture, drew out their weapons, and formed a wall. On horseback, the figure with a slanting knife turned his face sideways and laughed at the people behind him: "They are just a bunch of chickens and dogs... It’s so disturbing to watch me kill them.”

On the other side, dozens of people headed by Liu Yuannan, the eye-catching gun, also came to kill him. As he ran, he raised his iron gun and shouted at Niu Yi: "For those with the surname Niu, let's settle old and new grudges together today. "

In a moment, they led dozens of cavalrymen directly into the opponent's wall. The flexible spears smashed together with the opponent's weapons. The two cavalrymen ran away from each other. The two men caught each other and fought in the crowd, interacting with each other. The attack and defense came several times, and they were evenly matched.

Luan Hongyi was stunned for a moment, and cursed in his mind: "What a stupid cow."

"Let's go, don't be obsessed with fighting." Huang Lan shouted at the right time, but the fight there was so fierce that he couldn't listen to it at all.

"Let's go." Luan Hongyi stamped her foot angrily and looked around, more people gathered around.

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Thick footsteps stepped on the ground.

The weapons reflected the setting sun. From all directions, more and more Jianghu people rushed forward. Hua Jinlou from Hehuahui held a pair of swords. His figure jumped through the air and fell into the fleeing team. The swords stretched for a long time. Several swipes of knives swept through the crowd, almost creating a circle.

Jingle bells

Puff puff

As they walked quickly, the round blade of the blade collided with the weapon and cut the flesh. Several lines of blood spread in the air. In the blink of an eye, red marks were drawn on the snow-white necks of several women from Hongshang Tower.

Luan Hongyi's eyes were red. She brought these women out from that hellish place. They were as close as sisters on weekdays and rarely used servants. Now, five people were killed in the blink of an eye. How could she feel unhappy? pain.

"Now, Hua is near the building. Miss Luan, why don't you put Bodhidharma's body down?" The man with the pattern embroidered on his chest smiled elegantly.

Luan Hongyi laughed angrily, turned around, dragged Huang Lan and ran forward.Hua Jinlou waved her swords and shook her head, "Miss Luan, the people from Yijian Villa are waiting there, you can't escape."

Hearing this, his running steps stopped, and he saw a team of hundreds of people stopping there. Almost every one of these people had a broad sword, but after a while, Luan Hongyi raised the corner of his mouth and laughed.

"Hahaha"

The people at Yi Jian Villa over there frowned, thinking that the woman was driven crazy. At this moment, someone in the team screamed, and then there were screams one after another. The leader from Yi Jian Villa turned around. In an instant, blood splashed above their heads, and several figures were fighting randomly among them.

When a sword here struck the opponent, it made a banging sound, as if it was chopping on hard wood.

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The figure carrying the black coffin fought his way out, surrounded by several puppets following him.

"I'll pick you up." Zhao Mingtuo said simply in his cloak.

Luan Hongyi's eyes were red, "You've always been around, right? Why didn't you come when I was taken to the county office that day?" As she said that, she stretched out a hand and gently wiped a drop of blood from the other person's cheek. go.

"I'm investigating something. It's not simple." Zhao Mingtuo grabbed her hand that was continuing to wipe and whispered: "We have all fallen into the trap..."

"Whose one?" Luan Hongyi withdrew his wrist.

"Dongchang. There is also the adoptive father's."

Far or near, hundreds of people were running and fighting in the wilderness. They gathered around and the faint sound of iron hoofs shaking the ground was already somewhat clear.

On another hill, the corpses of several warriors lay under the hooves of the horses.

Gu Mi looked at the chaotic battlefield over there and stopped the reckless figure who wanted to go down, "I feel... it's getting more and more wrong."

"Um"

The big man who was originally vacillating calmed down, frowned, and looked forward.

The sun was no longer so dazzling at this time, and the figure of a war horse appeared against the setting sun. Standing there, its red cloak was fluttering in the gentle wind.

The men on horseback stood up and neighed.

ps: Second update, this update is a bit long.See more prestige official account: hhxs665