Chapter 612
2014-08-16
Swish... rustling, rustling...A small piece of jungle, a blurry silhouette broke in suddenly, without the slightest Pause, stepping on the dead branches and rotten leaves quickly shuttle forward. . But after about 3 minutes of running, the footsteps staggered and crashed directly into a bush.
Although the incident happened suddenly, it could be seen that this person was in good hands. He subconsciously made a few evasive maneuvers in the air, and successfully avoided most of the needles on the bushes.
At this moment, before the person could get up, a bright fire suddenly appeared not far away, followed by the sound of cluttered footsteps.
Ta Tata..."Hey, where's the person?"
"I saw..."
"She's injured and can't run far, It must be around here...you go there, you take people there, and the rest come with me..."
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The cluttered footsteps gradually faded away In the distance, more than a hundred burly silhouettes quickly disappeared, and the area also dimmed, and the night shrouded again. Suddenly,
“hū chī …hū chī …”
The sound of gasping suddenly came out, which was rapid and rapid, like a severely injured wild wolf. From this voice, you can tell that the person's Condition is not very good, but it is so, after breathing more than ten times, the voice is forcibly suppressed.
Immediately, the grass stalks flipped, and that silhouette stood up from the bushes, looking around, its chest heaving. Seemingly unaware of the danger, he lifted his foot across the bushes, then staggered a few steps, and sat down slowly with his back against an old tree, with the long spear in his hand unable to put it aside.
"Hu...hu..." The slight panting sounded again, raised his head, and slowly adjusted his breathing.
The moonlight is as cool as water, no match for the boundless night. However, wearing the dense branches, it can always cast a little moonlight spot, reflecting the person's face up, he can see the temples are scattered, sweat and blood are faintly visible, although the image is quite embarrassed, but it is difficult to hide his unique and persevering temperament, it is Savian undoubtedly.
Leaning slightly, Savian raised the back of her hand and slowly wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. She looked down at the more than ten large and small wounds under the Broken Divine Grace Armor, and couldn't help being slightly startled... It's been a long time since I've been so embarrassed. already?
It seems like a long time ago. The last time I was so embarrassed was probably five or six years ago. That time, it seemed that I met a dozen cult experts. In the end, after killing a few people, I was seriously injured and broke through. Then I turned around in order to entangle the opponent. Anti-kill, until the companion arrives slowly ... I can't remember. However, when I was a child, I was often injured in the Knight training hall. In the end, all the healing priests knew themselves because of this, hehe...
Thinking of the funny things about her childhood, Savian couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth and reveal a faint smile.
At that time, his talent was outstanding, and he had an almost natural fit with the holy fighting mang, so he was known as the genius of Martial Dao, which was rare in the Light God Temple in a hundred years. When I think about it, with such a glory, it is no wonder that the friends in the training hall at the same time are not willing to be with him. Every time they fight, they will join forces to fight against themselves. Although they can win every time, they also end up with injuries. ...
At that time, my surname Ge was still very stubborn. When I saw that no one was willing to communicate, I was even more reluctant to take the initiative to contact others. The last person continued to practice Spear Art in a remote place. Occasionally, some people will praise it when they see it, but when it spreads to the ears of my friends, I don't like myself...
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"Hu..." took a deep breath, and then spit it out slowly. Saviian shook his head, dispelling the increasingly divergent thoughts in his mind, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "hehe, it seems that this time is really dead. Federation thinks something..."
After concentrating, Savian's eyes became firm again, and he began to consider the current situation.
First of all, the holy Battle Qi has almost been exhausted, and it can't even manifest spear glow, so there is basically no need to consider the possible surname of the survivor. And the number of barbarians is too large to kill at all, so if I go on like this, I can last for one hour at most, and I shouldn't be able to see the morning sun. No, the current situation seems to have changed, half an hour is enough...
Thinking of this, Savian can't help but shake his head slightly.
About two hours ago, the barbarian pursuit team that had been chaotic before suddenly became very organized. Unconsciously, Savian realized that his escape space was constantly being compressed, and wherever he escaped, he would see barbarians.
Just like now, if she got rid of the previous temporary break, Savian could rest for at least ten minutes, but now it usually takes less than five minutes, and a barbarian team will come to search, forcing her to break out again... …This situation surrounded by enemies made Savian give birth to the illusion that there seemed to be a pair of invisible hands around her, and she was constantly driving her to a dead end, so she couldn't resist!
Tightening Yu Wen's long spear in his hand, Savian knew in his heart that there was obviously an expert commander in the barbarian team, but he wasn't good at Concealment... eh? Concealment? I don't know if the guy is dead...
Apparently, Savian thought of Tang En. After breaking out of the barbarian encirclement in the afternoon, Savian was too busy to take care of herself, and naturally it was impossible to chase and kill Tang En, so by this time, she had not even seen Tang En silhouette again.
"I guess he's not dead... He has Experienced Concealment, and his speed is extremely fast, coupled with the cunning and cunning surname Ge... Well, I haven't died yet, so naturally he won't either. Die." Inferring this, Savian couldn't help but look a little frustrated. After chasing him all the way, it took more than half a month, and after several thousands of li, he still failed to kill him personally, and even in the end he was likely to die earlier than the other party. It's really... a shame!
He sighed and shook his head, "Forget it, according to the current situation, even if he rises to Sky Rank immediately, it is impossible to escape, and he will die here after all... !"
Some mixed thoughts drifted by, Savian had rested for about five minutes, knowing that the pursuers could come at any time, grabbed the long spear, supported the tree trunk and slowly got up.
I didn't choose to stay away from this place immediately, but reached out and caressed the long spear of Guangyan, and muttered to myself: "Stay with me for more than ten years, never give up, give me your last ride today."
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Of course, this is not to commit suicide immediately. Savian's surname is stoic, but as long as she has a breath, she will not have any negative emotions such as compromise and give up. It's just that a woman in the battlefield does have many natural disadvantages, even more how she is still the flower of the Knight of Light God Temple. In order not to suffer possible humiliation, it is a natural and helpless move to commit suicide with her personal weapon at the last moment.
Take a few steps to the largest moonlight spot beside you, lower your head and close your eyes, stretch out your hand and lightly touch your forehead, shoulders, etc. a few times, and finally place your fingers crossed in a cup one fist in the other hand shape on your chest forward. This is the unique prayer hand seal of Light God Temple. Thousands of smooth movements create a different kind of beauty.
The moonlight is as green as wash, gloomy but not dull. jungle is silent and silent, silent but not dead. The prayer-like Savian surrounded by this, looks pinnacle pious, there is an indescribable harmony and holiness!
At this moment, suddenly, his ears moved, he opened his eyes and turned his head, and there were gradually cluttered footsteps outside the jungle. Here... taking a deep breath, Savian grabbed the long spear and ran to the left. However, before taking a few steps, the figure suddenly stopped.
Ahead, about a few dozen meters away, a blood-colored silhouette also ran silently as fast as lightning. Just when Savian stopped, the man also stopped, tilted his head, and looked at each other.
"Uh...Don! En!" After a word, Savian really didn't expect to meet each other at this time. After a little stunned, the killing intent immediately exploded!
On the other side, Tang En seemed to have just met Savian, looked up and down with strange eyes, and the corner of his mouth suddenly raised, revealing a sinister smile: "hehe, good evening beauty."
>"Huh?" Familiar tone, familiar... er, title, it should be Tang En without a doubt. But Savian now looks at Tang En with a sense of strangeness, and can't say anything weird, just feels that the other party seems to be... It seems to be a little more evil.
The scene suddenly became a stalemate. Tang En didn't make any moves, and still kept looking at Savian up and down, making tsk tsk sounds from time to time.
This is undoubtedly a bit frivolous. If it were normal, Savian would have been shot. But she didn't respond immediately, because just now she suddenly realized a problem, her battle strength was almost exhausted, and her battle strength was greatly reduced. But the guy in front of him had a relaxed look on his face, and he was clearly at ease. How to fight this?
Of course, Savian is Savian after all. To have such a chance before dying, even if the success rate is only one thousandth, she will never give up. Stunned for a moment, he was about to attack immediately. But at this time,
Wow...
Amid the chaotic footsteps, hundreds of barbarian silhouettes appeared in the middle of the two. I found Tang En on the other side, looking at the signature bloody clothes, all the barbarians couldn't help sucked in a breath of cold air, stunned on the spot...
......(To be continued. )