Inscription of Different Cases

The sky is still not clear, only a thin layer of light is faintly shining at the junction with the distant treetops.The three people in the wooden house were sitting or lying down, seeming to be sleeping peacefully, but Han Lang knew that none of them fell asleep.

A cool wind blew in from the window, and a rooster was strolling in the small yard surrounded by fences, scratching its paws, and suddenly raised its neck and let out a long cry.Zhuzhen on the couch turned over, Han Lang also put down the warm blanket, and rubbed his back that had been stiff since he hadn't moved all night.

A black and sticky thing came in through the crack of the window, its four claws failed to grasp the wall firmly, it rolled when it hit the ground with a plop, and then crawled directly to the bamboo chastity.As soon as he got into the bed, Zhuzhen threw him out with his tail in his arms. He screamed and wanted to bite someone with his big mouth: "Put me down! Let me down!"

"Didn't I tell you and the ermine not to come here because it's dangerous?" Zhuzhen's voice was low and hoarse as usual in the early morning, and she said angrily.After saying that, he tossed it casually, and the skink spun around in mid-air, and landed right in Han Lang's arms.

"Ah, the one who lives next door!"

"What's the one who lives next door..." Han Lang was speechless. After a few days of not seeing each other, he started to call people indiscriminately.

The skink slipped down from his arms, not daring to look for Zhuzhen, and began to climb up Ruan Ping's trouser legs again.After finally climbing up to his shoulders, he found a comfortable position, and started yelling again: "There are bad people under the mountain!"

Han Lang was startled, but seeing that Ruan Ping didn't respond, Zhu Zhen was also used to it and said, "Have you found this place yet?"

Ruan Ping frowned slightly, pulled off the skink and returned it to Zhu Zhen, and pushed the door out by himself.The woods were empty and silent in the early morning, surrounded by a layer of damp coolness.Han Lang also followed out, only to see that the farther valley was filled with a layer of milky white mist, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

There was a vague murderous intent in the wind, and the animals in the courtyard showed vigilant gestures, stretching their necks and looking around.The rooster wanted to cry again, but the sound turned around in its throat and got stuck in the middle.With a wave of its wings, it flew to Ruan Ping's feet, turning its head uneasily.

Han Lang knew that the rain was about to come.

But the reaction of these two people was surprising, especially Ruan Ping, who didn't look flustered at all, and actually had the calmness and decisiveness in the killing field.He had driven the animals into the house, brought a hatchet himself, and stood calmly at the gate of the yard.Zhuzhen was not surprised by his behavior, turned around and grabbed the skink who kept shouting to help beat the bad guys, threw it into the rice jar, and put the lid on.

They didn't say anything more, and they were ready to fight.Han Lang stood aside and felt like an outsider, and Zhu Zhen seemed to have just remembered him, and said to him concisely: "Be careful yourself."

Han Lang nodded.

Zhuzhen bypassed him and went directly to Ruan Ping.Han Lang heard him telling the other party to stay in the house and not venture out. The words that appeared the most were "It's not like you don't understand what's going on" and "Don't be stupid".Holding the hatchet, Ruan Ping nodded calmly, turned around and closed the door.Han Lang was even more suspicious. A person who didn't even understand martial arts didn't panic at all in this life-or-death situation?

He looked at Zhuzhen again, and found that the other party's wholehearted trust in Ruan Ping was not fake.Based on Han Lang's understanding of Zhuzhen, this person is born with a lack of roots and knows nothing about human relationships. Could it be that he can't even detect this abnormality in Ruan Ping?

Forget it, Han Lang rubbed the back of his neck and turned his head to face forward.The enemy is almost at the front, who has the time to care about these things.

Suddenly, there was an almost inaudible sound in the woods, like a fallen leaf falling to the ground, or a butterfly fluttering its wings.Han Lang pulled out his sword in a "chuckle", turned around and shouted, "Here we come!"

As soon as the words fell, a strong wind hit the door, he dodged sideways, and in the corner of his vision, he saw an extremely fast masked man slashing at him.Feng went straight to meet without saying a word, a black mist hung from the tip of the sword, the opponent's blade just touched it, and it was broken in two like a fragile piece of paper.

"This man has demon skills!"

The opponent shouted loudly, and was about to back away.In the next moment, his whole body was still as if struck by lightning, and a trace of black blood flowed out of his throat.Zhuzhen in the back drew and loaded the arrow skillfully, and another silver light shot out from the crossbow on his arm, everywhere it went, poisonous light overflowed.

However, the opponent is not an idle person, nearly half of the people rush forward to besiege Zhuzhen alone, just to prevent him from using the ghostly hidden weapon.Han Lang was also surrounded by a group of people. The opponent had a large number of people, and each of them was a first-class expert. It was extremely difficult to deal with.I saw that they were walking in unison, if one avoids, the other must make up for it, they cooperate tacitly, like flowing clouds and flowing water, seamless.

This is obviously some kind of formation, slow but not urgent, dense but not scattered, the offensive and defensive changes only in an instant, making it difficult for Han Lang to break through.After some fighting, only three people were killed by him, and two of them died from the sneak attack of the spell.The enemies surrounding him were no shortage at all, and they already had experience. As long as Han Lang cast a spell, they would immediately scatter their body guards.Han Lang's fixing spell can only trap one person's footsteps, and the rest can be made up immediately, wasting the great opportunity he had waited so hard for.

Sword moves and mantras are not very useful, so should he use the method to deal with Qinglian?

Han Lang immediately stopped this crazy year, no, if he can't control his evil spirit and let the falcon come back, there is no Shen Minggui here, who can control him! ?

Zhuzhen on the other side fought harder, the enemy didn't give him a chance to load his arrows, so he could only fight with short sword and poison dart.It was extremely unlucky for an assassin to be forced into close combat.

"Catch him alive!" someone in the enemy yelled, "Don't let him get away!"

Han Lang swung his sword to parry the opponent's blade, and glanced at the situation on the field from the corner of his eye, his mind spinning quickly.Zhuzhen is in a disadvantageous situation, the opponent is good at long-distance attack, if he can get away from him, it should be easy to kill several people in an instant.I am entangled in the enemy's formation and cannot withdraw to support unless--

Just use it once, shouldn't it be...?

He secretly made up his mind, put the sword in his hand, and closed his eyes.The opponent thought he was about to cast a spell again, and immediately dispersed.Han Lang slowed down his breathing, and gradually felt that the surrounding voices dropped instantly, and his body seemed to fall into the water, separated from everything in the world.

The next moment, the black air exploded, bringing with it a terrifying wind.The nearby enemies trembled all over, and they felt in a trance for a moment, as if their souls were about to be sucked in.I saw the billowing mist enveloping Han Lang like a living thing, and the Phoenix in his hand turned into black, and the evil light exploded.The enemy formation was in disarray, and suddenly one person shouted in shock: "His face, his face—"

Wherever the black mist went, it was as if the flesh had been peeled off, revealing the white bones.Han Lang clenched his teeth to maintain his sanity, raised his skeletal right hand, and pointed in the direction of Zhuzhen.

The other party was also awed by this strange sight, and some even murmured "the living dead".Han Lang heard it funny, they had never seen a falcon, and the falcon is a monster with exposed bones and eats the souls of the world, his appearance is just showing his original shape.

With a wave of his hand, the black mist turned into a solid body, and rushed towards the enemy in front of Zhuzhen like lightning.In an instant, five people fell to the ground, with no injuries on their bodies, but they were restrained by the black mist, struggling and howling but still unable to break free.Zhuzhen found a gap, and immediately dodged a few steps away.Only then did the rest of them come to their senses, and they were about to pursue, when suddenly a sharp arrow appeared in front of them.

Han Lang couldn't hold on for too long, as soon as he gritted his teeth, the black mist on his body suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and he himself fell to the ground without strength.Although Zhuzhen escaped successfully, Han Lang's attack remained unabated.At this moment, he couldn't recover for a while, and the enemies also returned to their senses from the shock, each raising their blades, trying to destroy this "monster" like him.

To suffer.Han Lang thought to himself.No matter how fast Zhuzhen's hidden weapon is, it will be too late, and she must die this time.

He subconsciously turned around to avoid, protecting the vital parts of his body, but exposing the rest to the enemy.As soon as he avoided one person, the other person's sharp blade was already close at hand.Han Lang gritted his teeth and waited for the pain to come. Suddenly, the person closest to him didn't make a sound, and flew away inexplicably.Then the one on the left also reacted in the same way. After throwing three people out in a row, Han Lang had time to fight back. Zhu Zhen's hidden weapon finally caught up and nailed the other people into a sieve.

What a close call!

"Thank you!" Han Lang shouted at Zhuzhen, but then he turned around and saw that the first three people who flew out had no traces of hidden weapons on their bodies.Their chests were penetrated by a huge force, and a blood hole was visible, and blood was still gushing out.

Before he had time to think about it, the enemy had already attacked again.More than a dozen corpses were scattered on the ground, but the number of enemies remained undiminished, and people kept pouring out from the forest.

How many people did they bring? !

Han Lang secretly thought something was wrong, he could no longer use the power of the falcon bird, and Zhuzhen in the distance also looked tired.There are only two of them, they can't hold on like this!

"The winning ticket is in our hands!" shouted one of the enemies, "Catch them, and there will be rewards!"

"Yes!"

Immediately, there was an overwhelming response, and the morale that had been suppressed by Han Lang and Zhuzhen's offensive rose again.The enemies came flooding in, Han Lang and Zhuzhen had no choice but to retreat to the courtyard and guard the house.

"What is their goal?" Han Lang couldn't help asking Zhuzhen, "Why are you working so hard?!"

Zhu Zhen wiped the blood off her face: "It's worth their hard work."

Saying is tantamount to saying nothing.Han Lang slandered.They are all brothers in the same trench, and they still refuse to tell the truth.

Just as they were about to fight to the death, the ground shook, and the resident birds in the forest were flying. The animals in the house seemed to feel it too, and they hissed and screamed together.Skink's shouts were mixed in, making him even more alarmed: "There is something in the woods! Something is coming! Something is coming!"

"Shut up!" Zhu Zhen still had time to respond to him.

The skink cried out, seemingly terrified: "Help! Don't eat me, don't eat me!"

"What's the matter?!" Han Lang couldn't help asking.But no one responded, suddenly a masked man covered in blood rushed out of the forest, fell into their ranks, pointed at the forest and shouted: "There is an enemy attack...the whole army is wiped out--"

"What!?" The enemy instantly became confused, "Who brought them here?"

"There's only one person, I can't see clearly..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black figure suddenly jumped out of the woods. He stepped on his head with his toes for strength, and clapped his palms out. Suddenly, the wind swept through the clouds, and the air waves stirred up like a vortex.The enemy didn't have time to react, and in an instant, two people knelt down, and another was lifted into the air, and thrown out like a sack.

Someone in the crowd shouted loudly: "Who!?"

"Your grandpa me."

Hearing that ruffian reply, and seeing that disorderly but brutal attack, Han Lang's hanging heart finally fell to the ground.He Yijiu was like a dark horse, forcibly tearing apart the enemy group, and he was invincible wherever he went.

"Where did you guys go before?" Han Lang heard Zhuzhen speak. In his opinion, not only did Han Lang comprehend the evil kung fu that came from nowhere, but He Yijiu also improved his cultivation level, which was even higher than before. Floors.Although he didn't like to care about these things, he couldn't hold his breath at the moment.

Han Lang smiled inscrutably: "Tell me the cause of everything here, and I'll answer you later."

Zhuzhen gave him a sideways look.

At this moment, all the enemies in front of him surrounded He Yijiu.How can I pass up such a great opportunity.Han Lang and Zhu Zhen also jumped up, and together with He Yijiu, they formed a two-sided attack.The opponent lost their backup, their hearts were scattered, their army was defeated like a mountain, and a large number of enemies fled in haste. Han Lang wanted to chase, but was stopped by Zhuzhen.

"No need, let them report back."

At the end of the First World War, Han Lang was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, feeling exhausted all over.Zhuzhen went back to the house immediately, just as he was about to follow, a hand stretched out from behind and pulled him directly into his arms.

This hand was not honest, it went straight up and pinched his cheek.He Yijiu's voice came: "Stinky boy, I've only been out for a day, and you're going wild, right?"

Han Lang's cheeks hurt from being pulled by him, he yelled twice, and begged for forgiveness: "I was wrong, I was tired, stop pulling."

He Yijiu saw that he was dripping with sweat, and couldn't bear to torment him any longer, so he turned him around and checked him up and down: "Is it hurt?"

"It's okay, just a few scratches."

He Yijiu looked carefully and found that there was indeed no major wound, so he was relieved.Then he couldn't help but hit Han Lang again, and said angrily: "I know how to run around all day long! Don't say a word! Your broken bird has tossed me hard enough. If I have the same virtue as you, I will get lost in the woods! "

Han Lang couldn't help laughing out loud, but He Yijiu dragged him over again, slashing left and right, making a big face. "I was wandering around all night before I found the place. If you take a step slower, what do you think?"

Han Lang couldn't make a coherent sentence, he could only cry out in pain vaguely.The two quarreled for a while, He Yijiu wanted to arrest Han Lang and go home, but Han Lang refused, and hurriedly explained the cause and effect.After hearing the ins and outs of this matter, He Yijiu could only helplessly say: "You are causing trouble for yourself again."

"It is indeed the trouble I brought up. If you have other things to do in Anping, you should go back first."

"What are you talking about?" He Yijiu poked him hard on the forehead, "Your matter is my matter, and the matter you found can only be my matter."

Han Lang giggled twice, trotted after He Yijiu, and accompanied him to check the corpses all over the floor.When he came to a tree, he swept his eyes and suddenly found a hatchet stuck in the tree. The blade had sunk three inches into the trunk, and he couldn't pull it out.

He trembled in his heart, turned around, and found that the corpse lying on the ground was the one that was blown away by the huge force, and a large piece of blood was scattered on his chest, which was shocking.Han Lang looked over and saw that the other three people who died in the same way had traces of being penetrated by things.In addition to the hatchet, he also found sharpened wood chips, plus... a chopstick.

He pulled out his chopsticks and compared it with the corpse on the ground. He couldn't believe that the murder weapon that caused the bloody hole was such a simple thing.What kind of terrifying internal force is this?Fortunately, it was for him to clear the siege. What should we do if we stand on the enemy's side?

Thinking of this, Han Lang suddenly felt cold sweat dripping from his back.He stood up and looked in the opposite direction from where the body fell, just in time to see a crack in the window of the wooden house.It was so dark inside that I couldn't see anything clearly.

"What's the matter?" He Yijiu saw that he had been standing there, and asked over.

"No...why," Han Lang sighed slightly, "I'm afraid I need to talk to that Ruan."