Canglan Ji

Now, with his hand, he inserted it horizontally into the tree trunk beside him, and with the help of a roundabout, he crouched in the air on the back of the knife strangely.

Four figures rushed towards him from the front, back, left, and right, and the master martial artist made a move!

Yu Chuan stepped on the back of the knife and rushed upwards, rushed out from the double-team of four people, and shot towards the crown of the tree above like an arrow.

Before his hand could touch the branch, a figure descended from above, stepped on his shoulder fiercely, and kicked him to the ground.

Yu Chuan's pupils contracted rapidly, and he stretched out his arms to grab the handle of the long knife stuck in the tree, but the handle couldn't hold back the momentum of his sudden fall, and he was dragged off the tree with a soft crack.

Suddenly, a pouring knife light lit up in the air, and the sound of weapons clashing was heard continuously, and blood spattered, and the two sides finally faced each other head-on.

Yu Chuan fended off all the attacks that aimed at his vitals. While counting the swords in his body, he used a slash force to raise his figure abruptly again, avoiding the combined blow of four master warriors.

But just when he raised a foot, and was about to turn over and jump out of the encirclement with a knife, a figure fell from the tree, and also stabbed him in the waist with a long knife.

Yu Chuan let out a muffled snort, and was brought down heavily to the ground by the force of the knife. The long knife pierced through his body and nailed him to the ground.

Several weapons were raised in sight at the same time, and Yu Chuan slashed upwards along the blade stabbed at his waist. The blade was like a thunderbolt, cutting off the blade of the blade in the blink of an eye, forcing him to let go Otherwise, all fingers will be cut off under this knife.

Yu Chuan swung his long knife with his legs and kicked, parrying most of the attacks. He gritted his teeth and jumped up from the ground with his knife. A Juhe cut broke the necks of two people, and he bowed from the short loophole. rushed out.

There were too many people besieging him, and they were pressing too tightly, which limited the space for his own weapons to slash, and he caught the opening.

Four bloody arrows flew out of the encirclement that would not be completed in time, and Yu Chuan forcibly tore a bloody path and rushed to the periphery.

The five master-level fighters wanted to chase after them, but the people around them surrounded them instead. When they jumped up and down from the trees to catch up with the encircling net, there was nothing but blood on the ground. Did not see.

They chased along the blood trail, but Yu Chuan had already ridden on the rhino horned leopard and galloped back to Yinxing, and the rare opportunity disappeared from their eyes so regretfully.

It took more than ten seconds from Yu Chuan's attack to his escape, leaving 11 corpses on the ground.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and the fallen leaves were still hovering in the air, as if everything just now was an illusion.

Yu Chuan put on a black cloak to cover the blood and wounds all over his body, covered his head and face with a hood, and huddled in the back seat of the carriage, panting weakly.Ye Erwen was beside him, covering the sight of most people, looking anxiously at the pale side face under the brim of his hat.

When he sent the letter, he saw Yu Chuan leaving the training center from a distance, and immediately ran after him.

But Yu Chuan walked quickly and quickly, and he disappeared for a while.He patrolled around the forest, and not long after, he met Yu Chuan who came back with a serious injury.

They didn't dare to stay in the forest, they drew their knives at the corner of the city gate, treated the most serious wound hastily, wrapped them in a cloak and entered the training center.

Frightened by Yu Chuan, Faramir teleported all the way to find Luluka. When Luluka learned of the situation, he left the pots and pans and ran over with the medical kit in his arms. Before he could catch his breath, he began to treat Yu Chuan's injury.

Yu Chuan leaned on Ye Erwen and let Luluka and Faramir torment him, but he remembered the knife that Xiao Ran suffered half a year ago.The location where Xiao Ran was injured that time was almost exactly the same as this time.

"Uh!" The alcohol irritated the wound, and Yu Chuan let out a low voice in pain, all the blood on his face faded.He didn't take painkillers, and he had to recover from his injury quickly so that he could enter the next round of training, so he has been gritting his teeth and holding on.

"Hurry up, water!" Faramir frantically said.

Luluka bit his lower lip. Although his hands were trembling, he didn't stop at all. He didn't know whether he was comforting Yu Chuan or himself: "Hurry up, it's okay, it's okay, I'll be here soon." OK, hold on..."

Yu Chuan's knuckles turned white from his fists, his head was covered in cold sweat from the pain, and his eyes gradually became dizzy.

——Xiaoran also suffered such a knife at the beginning...

Darkness struck, and his consciousness fell into a deep nightmare.

"Chuan'er!" Faramir and Ye Erwen shouted at him.

"Let him sleep." Luluka said with a trembling voice, his movements were still as fast as flying, "Get another basin of water!"

It was midnight when Yu Chuan woke up. Faramir fell asleep beside his bed, and Luluka and Ye Erwen were also leaning over the table.A lamp was lit in the room, and the light was dim, flickering and flickering.

"Water." Yu Chuan whispered a word.

Faramir, who was closest to him, didn't move, but Ye Erwen immediately raised his head, got up, poured a glass of water and sat down beside his bed.

After this movement, Luluka and Faramir finally woke up and surrounded him again.

"Chuan'er, are you feeling better?" Luluka asked in a low voice.

Faramir handed him a painkiller: "Take this first."

Yu Chuan raised his hand to take it, and just this movement caused him to sweat again.

Xiao Ran struggled desperately at the beginning, how much worse was his injury?

——Yu Chuan!I hate you!

Yu Chuan closed his eyes, covering his eyes full of sadness.

He swallowed painkillers, but the pain in his heart never stopped, like a knife cutting.

"That kid went to fight in the evening." Gu Lancang said.

"I know, I almost died." After signing the last word on the official document in his hand, Xiu Shamu put it aside.

"He was in such a rush, beat Villa yesterday and couldn't wait to get out today."

"If it were you, you might be more impatient than him." Xiu Shamu glanced at him, "If A Yuan is trapped and unable to get out, you won't be able to wait so long at all."

"Bah." Gu Lancang spat at him, "Who cares if he lives or dies! Besides, can such a few people stop me?"

Xiu Shamu looked at him with a half-smile, but smiled without saying a word.

"Laughing fart!" Gu Lancang was angry.

"Well, I laughed at you, you are a fart."

Gu Lancang was at a loss for words, why did he just get himself involved?

——It’s all Ma Boyuan’s fault!

Brother Xiao Ma still plays cards and goes shopping every day, and he is as aggressive and domineering as ever, except when he writes letters every month.

When replying to Gu Lancang's letter, he gritted his teeth and wrote quickly.Now he would review Lancang's letter every time, Gu Lancang scolded him, and he scolded back, it was a joy to come and go, every stroke was full of swords and swords, spittle flying everywhere, clanging.

Only when he wrote a letter to Yu Chuan, he could pull out the hair of the table, frowning, screaming, and deeply worried that he might go bald before the age of 170.

When Xiao Ran asked him to keep Yu Chuan steady, he would write something about Xiao Ran in every letter.In fact, it is quite simple, he only needs to write down some things about Xiao Ran that he has seen, but Yu Chuan always asks very carefully, every time he has to recall what he wrote in the previous letter, and then Connecting the past and the future, we must not pass through the gang.

He almost has a psychological shadow on Xiao Ran, once he tells Yu Chuan that the bag is on me, Xiao Ran will definitely jump out and hit him in the face!And it pumps hard every time!

The first time Xiao Ran slapped him when he returned from a serious injury in the Darkwood Forest, and the second time Xiao Ran simply walked away and slapped him again.

Brother Xiao Ma's face was swollen on both sides by Xiao Ran, and he couldn't find anyone to vent his anger. The whereabouts of that little bastard are still unknown——When did Brother Ma suffer such a big grievance!

Well, there is always someone who can bully him, such as Gu Lancang or something.

A letter of contempt and scolding fell into Brother Xiaoma's hands again: "Blind dog eyes, looking forward and backward, timid, dawdling, even grabbing shit can't get a hot mouthful!"

"Damn me!" Brother Xiao Ma almost spit out a mouthful of blood, rolled up his sleeves and wrote with a ferocious face—why did I become blind!Why can't I grab the hot ones!I will grab a bite today and show you!

--Pooh!I don't eat shit!

Brother Xiao Ma was completely confused!

72. Chapter 72

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Xiao Ran didn't know how long he had been in the Great Rift Valley, he couldn't feel the passage of time, couldn't see any light, couldn't hear the sound.

No, he could hear it, but he'd rather not hear it.Because once there is any sound, it means that death is approaching quietly.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had made a sound, or if he could still speak.

His blood is cold, his breath is cold, but he has long since felt no temperature.

Little by little, he tore off the human skin, stared at the abyss under his feet, and walked alone in purgatory.

He muttered to himself silently in the cold air, crying or laughing, it had nothing to do with sorrow or joy.

He felt that he might have gone crazy, maybe half a year ago, maybe a year ago, when he swallowed the first mouthful of the flesh and blood of a monster.The flesh and blood were cold and smelly, exuding a terrifying breath of death. Every time he swallowed a mouthful, he took another step towards the abyss.The air here seemed to be poisonous, eroding his mind with every breath, turning him into a kind of devil.

Violence, bloodthirsty, madness, and thirst for blood filled every nerve of his, and as the blood flowed, it was imprinted into his soul little by little, and penetrated into his body from every pore, repeating and repeating, going deeper and deeper .

At most, he would hunt and kill more than ten monsters a day, not for food, but just for fun.The feeling of the bone knife piercing the flesh and the blood splashing on his face made him intoxicated and obsessed, watching the fierce beasts struggle in his palm,