Chapter 250 Sealing the Throat with a Sword
However, She'etu was shot by a lunatic that day, and Lu Fei was shot by an arrow, and the injuries were quite serious.
It was good that Lu Fei's arrow was not poisoned, but the lunatic used lead bullets. Lead is already poisonous, and the bullets also shattered his calf bone, causing the wound to swell very badly.
This situation is difficult to deal with urgently. In case of inflammation and infection, it is not stubborn.
He only had some hemostatic medicine on him, which was of no use at all. This place was still far from the Xianbo tribe, and Wu Luolan's troops had already left the border. He was so seriously injured, but he couldn't rush there to seek medical treatment.
She'etu knew a lot about medicine, and suddenly thought of a natural medicinal material called Scherichia chinensis in Niutou Mountain, which is a good medicine for clearing away heat, detoxifying, reducing swelling and removing blood stasis, so he decided to come and pick some for healing.
In addition, he felt that the more dangerous the place was, the safer it was. No matter what, Xiao Chen never thought that he would dare to sneak into Niutou Mountain. This is the reason why it is dark under the lights.
In fact, he thought too much, Xiao Chen didn't think about him at all.
Although he was seriously injured and his movements were relatively slow, he could no longer be as elusive as before, but the defenders of Niutoushan naturally still couldn't find him.
But he has never found that there is someone who has been secretly following him. This person is cold, his eyes are cold, and his sword is cold...
After Baili Qingyun rescued Xiao Chen that day and left, he had nowhere to go. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that he should save people to the end, and pay back the debt.
Simply killing that Sheertu can be regarded as eliminating future troubles for Xiao Chen, then I really owe him nothing in the future.
Otherwise, what if Suo'etu came back from injury and killed Xiao Chen again?
After making up his mind, he followed She'etu all the way to Niutoushan.
His tracking technique is so powerful that even a master like She'etu didn't notice it at all.
By the time he realized it, Baili Qingyun was already standing behind him.
At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, carefully digging out a Scherichia chinensis.
The sudden murderous aura enveloped his whole body, making him dare not move.
"The monk has no grievances with you, why did you kill me?" She'etu sighed.
"Because you deserve to die." The reason for Baili Qingyun's murder was as simple as that.
"But you are not my opponent." Sheertu said.
"Then I can kill you too." Baili Qingyun said coldly.
"But not necessarily." With a sneer, She'etu suddenly grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and threw it backhanded, then turned around, and slapped Baili Qingyun with all his strength!
Baili Qingyun really didn't expect that this big lama with extremely high martial arts would use such a despicable move, his sight was blocked, and when he drew the sword, he was a little bit slower.
Just a bit slower than Lightning.
With a soft puff, the long sword had pierced She'ertu's throat, and the tip of the sword emerged from the back of his neck.
She'etu didn't expect that Baili Qingyun would use such a tactic of killing both sides.
He thought that Baili Qingyun would dodge first with his slap, but he didn't even move at all, and he didn't even change his moves. The lightning strike pierced his throat!
Damn this guy is so fucking not human...
But Baili Qingyun was also spurted wildly by She'etu's palm, and his body floated out like a kite with a broken string, hitting a big tree heavily, and fainted immediately.
He thought that he was bound to die, but unexpectedly he could wake up, and he was awakened by the tiger's roar.
Subconsciously, he wanted to reach out to touch the sword, but the sword was no longer there.
He couldn't even exert any strength from his whole body. Suo'etu's palm before he died broke his sternum, broke his ribs, and suffered great damage to his internal organs. At this time, he was already dying. .
Waking up suddenly is just a flash of light.
He has killed countless people in his life, and there is nothing to say and nothing to regret when he dies at the hands of others.
What's more, the person who killed him is already dead.
Lying on his back more than ten meters away, his eyes are still wide open, full of a lot of unwillingness.
Hehe, it's a shame that he is still a monk, he can't even bear life and death?
In life, although there is nothing good in death, it is also meaningless to live.
It's just that if you want to die, it's best to die quickly. What is it like to be immortal like now?
The problem is that I can't move, even if I want to commit suicide, and I can't do it by cutting off my meridians, because the true energy can't be raised at all.
The mouth can move, but you can't chew your tongue to kill yourself, right?
The saddest thing is that Baili Qingyun knew that even if he chewed his tongue, he would not be able to die, it was nothing more than suffering another crime before death.
I heard a tiger howling just now, why didn't the tiger come over?
Being eaten raw by a tiger is quite a magical way to say it...
Thinking of this, Baili Qingyun's mouth turned into a smile that was rarely seen in his life.
Struggling, she raised her hand and stretched it into her bosom, and took out a small white jade flute. She stroked it lightly, and there was a rare tenderness in her still bright eyes.
It was lying on the lips, and it was played softly, but it turned out to be an extremely lingering tune.
It's just that he was out of breath, and the sound of the flute he played was also intermittent, vaguely absent.
Suddenly hearing a burst of chaotic footsteps in the forest, Bailiqing put down his flute, sighed softly, and said to himself that it was time to come, and finally came.
Turning his head to look, he really saw a big colorful tiger flashing out from the forest, striding forward...
It wasn't the tiger who came, but Xiao Ye and the others.
Tie Kunlun has excellent hearing, and he heard the sound of Baili Qingyun's flute, thinking how could someone play the flute in the deep mountains and old forests at night?
Could it be a fox fairy?
Out of curiosity, he came over to check, but he didn't see the fox fairy, but he found Baili Qingyun who should not die.
As for the tiger that Baili Qingyun saw, it was indeed a tiger, but it was just a dead tiger held on Xiao Ye's shoulders.
This tiger weighs five to six hundred catties, and Hui Hai is considered the strongest among the four monks, but it's no problem to carry it, and it certainly won't work for long distances.
He was thinking about cutting a thick branch to make a pole for two people to carry, but Xiao Ye had already picked it up and put it on his shoulders. To him, a big tiger of five or six hundred catties was like a toy made of a puppet. Pretty much the same.
It's just that the tiger is too big, and he is too small, so in the dark, you can only see the tiger, but you can't see him at all...
"Isn't I relying on this dead bald donkey? I was killed by you, tsk tsk!" Tie Kunlun was surprised and happy to see Baili Qingyun who was still alive and Sheertu who was dead.
"Are you injured?" Duan Linger asked nonsense.
Said I was dying.
"Please bury me deeper, thank you." This was the first time Baili Qingyun asked for help in his life, and it might be the last time.
"Buried alive?" Duan Linger smiled heartlessly, "Are you stupid before you die?"
"It's impossible to live anyway." Baili Qingyun actually laughed too, but it was a wry smile.
"A dead horse has to be treated as a living horse doctor." Duan Ling'er didn't allow him to die, and carefully picked him up, while Tie Kunlun on the side came to carry him on his back.
But Baili Qingyun couldn't struggle.