144. Whale Hunting
breathe.
The soldiers who were chasing Chen Ji were left far behind by him. In the vast world, it seemed that only his breathing could be heard.
The mountain wind suddenly blew past, and the last leaves on the dead branches in the forest fell off the branches one by one.
Chen Ji couldn't help but look sideways while running. He saw gray dead leaves flying all over the sky and coming towards him. They were blown past him by the wind, just like the night rain in the rivers and lakes, or like certain people and certain things.
He couldn't help but want to reach out and grab a dead leaf, but in his peripheral vision, he saw a sharp black crossbow arrow shooting from behind him, going against the wind, smashing pieces of leaves into pieces and coming in front of Chen Ji.
Broken leaves flew everywhere.
Chen Ji tilted his head slightly, letting the crossbow arrow hit the tree trunk in front of him. It made a clicking sound, and his tail feathers kept buzzing and trembling.
He looked back and saw a man in black holding a crossbow, following him solemnly at an extremely fast speed more than ten feet away.
On the forehead of the man in black, the two characters "Yan Sheng" were written in seal script with cinnabar, and his open eyes were as red as blood.
It looks like a human, but its spirit is like a ghost.
Chen Ji recalled the yellow paper talisman that the fisherman had drawn on the black-covered boat. It was similar to the two words "Yan Sheng" at this moment. He didn't expect that the other party could actually draw talismans on people.
When the man in black saw Chen Ji dodge his sneak attack, he immediately took out a strange-looking hollow arrow from his waist bag and wanted to replace it with the crossbow mechanism.
Screaming arrows!
Once the whistling arrow is shot out, it will make a sharp hissing sound to attract other people. The man in black must have colleagues nearby!
Chen Ji at the foot of the mountain did not retreat but advanced, dragging his knife along the hillside. The man in black did not avoid him and continued to move forward.
The two men were getting closer and closer, like two wild beasts running at the same time, their footsteps sending the fallen leaves flying.
The man in black didn't have time to replace his whistling arrows, so he simply held the arrow in his mouth. He then raised his crossbow and pulled the trigger at Chen Ji. With a bang, the crossbow string trembled and the arrow flew out.
Chen Ji suddenly raised the long sword he was dragging.
Time seemed to slow down.
The sharp blade chopped right through the middle of the arrow, and the friction between the blade and the iron arrow head produced dazzling sparks. Then it cut along the wooden grain of the arrow shaft, splitting the arrow into two!
The man in black remained expressionless, moving forward while continuously pulling the trigger, aiming to shoot all five arrows in the mechanism in one breath!
Swing the knife!
Swing the knife!
Swing the knife!
The long sword in Chen Ji's hand collided with the arrows in the air, turning into clusters of dazzling sparks.
Just as the man in black pulled the trigger for the fifth time, the cocking mechanism got stuck unexpectedly. He lowered his head to check the crossbow, and when he looked up again, he was shocked to see that Chen Ji had smashed the dead leaves flying in the air and came in front of him with a knife!
The boy's hair was blown by the mountain wind, and his clothes fluttered up and down.
A glance across the world, full of murderous intent!
die!
Chen Ji raised his sword diagonally, and when the blade reached his waist, he switched from one hand to two. The man in black discarded his crossbow and drew his sword, slashing down, but his sword broke as soon as it touched Chen Ji's.
The knife cut through the black-clothed man's lower left abdomen and was retracted from his right chest. A trace of blood was brought out by the blade and splashed onto the tree trunk beside him.
The man in black stopped moving and the whistling arrow in his mouth fell.
He stared down at the wound in a daze: "Excellent swordsmanship, better than mine..."
Chen Ji retreated backwards, panting heavily, intending to quickly leave the battlefield.
The man in black slowly knelt on the ground, his face pale as he looked up at Chen Ji: "You want to help the prince and the princess divert the pursuers, right? But Mr. Feng is smarter than you. He has already sent people to search the military town for them."
Chen Ji's pupils contracted, and then
The retreating steps slowly stopped.
Cheating yourself?
No, there was no reason for him to deceive me at this time. Even if he deceived me, I would not be able to return alive to tell the truth. He was hoping to use the prince and the princess to contain me, so that I could not escape safely and would eventually have to return to the military town to save others.
The man in black knelt on the ground, coughing up blood while smiling and saying, "I have conveyed Mr. Feng's words. The decision is up to you."
After saying that, the man in black fell to the ground with a bang.
At the moment the man in black fell to the ground, a crossbow arrow suddenly flew out from behind a tree trunk more than ten steps away. Chen Ji subconsciously swung his sword to block it. With a clang, the crossbow arrow was not split into two, but the long sword in his hand broke with a sound.
The crossbow arrow deviated from its direction and passed through Chen Ji's waist, leaving a bloody mark.
Chen Ji walked backwards down the mountain holding a broken knife. After a few breaths, he turned around and started to flee desperately.
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On the way down the mountain, Chen Ji looked at the broken knife in his hand and saw that only three inches of the blade above the jaw remained, which was not even as good as a dagger.
After all, the knife snatched from the soldier was poorly made and could not bear the heavy responsibility.
Should I go back to the military town? I can't.
This is Chen Ji's most rational judgment.
Mr. Feng is unfathomable. If I go back, I will definitely die.
Moreover, I have done everything I should do. If the prince and the princess still cannot escape, all I can do is avenge them in the future, instead of going back to die.
There's no point in going back now.
"Yes, it's meaningless. Any normal person would not go back," Chen Ji said to himself as if he was confirming something.
He fled madly down the mountain, taking several meters at a time, leaving the chasing men in black far behind.
However, Chen Ji suddenly stopped, and inertia caused him to slide several feet down the hillside, raising fallen leaves all over the sky before he finally stopped.
He stood there and looked up at the moon sky, his expression flickering.
The mountain wind surged like a tide, blowing his hair and clothes backwards, making a rustling sound.
The next moment, Chen Ji stood on the mountainside and looked around at the terrain. His mind was racing, thinking about everything he was going to do.
Chen Ji slowly closed his eyes, put away the fire in his body, and let the icy flow from his dantian spread throughout his body.
He descended from the sky with a black cloud, landing on the green mountain. Before Xuanyuan could say anything, he had already picked up the whale knife and ran towards the rugged mountain road: "Feng Huai, come, I'm in a hurry!"
Xuanyuan teased, "Another friend to save?"
Chen Ji did not answer.
In the forest, Chen Ji ran wildly with a sharp whale knife in his hand.
Feng Huai wandered in the mountains, observing Chen Ji's movements from the flank and looking for an opportunity to ambush and kill him.
"etc."
Feng Huai was suddenly stunned when he saw Chen Ji's figure. He found that this time Chen Ji did not hide his tracks like before, nor did he deliberately avoid being surrounded. He just dragged a whale knife as long as a person and rushed straight towards the giant axe warrior Feng Lie at the foot of the mountain.
The bright knife light was like a meteor, falling, falling, and falling in the mountains!
Tiger is a tiger!
Feng Huai was shocked. This time, Chen Ji was going to defeat them one by one as quickly as possible and not give them any chance to ambush or kill them.
Feng Huai shouted urgently, "Feng Lie, run! Don't fight him! Don't let him defeat you one by one!"
The burly Feng Lie picked up his giant axe and turned to run, but Chen Ji suddenly had an idea and roared, "Fengwu, ten thousand victories!"
Xuanyuan was stunned.
Feng Huai was startled: "Teacher."
He suddenly turned back to look at Xuanyuan on the top of the mountain.
But he found that he could no longer see Xuanyuan's expression.
Feng Lie slowly turned around, holding the axe in both hands, and looked at Chen Ji from afar. The fighting spirit in his heart was like the rising tide of black sea water, hitting the reefs and causing huge waves.
"Victory!" Feng Lie rushed towards Chen Ji with a huge axe. The two were like the most reckless and lonely beasts in the world, one on the mountain and the other at the foot of the mountain, fighting each other head-on.
Chen Ji lifted the knife in his hand little by little, and the forty-one fires in his body roared. Finally, he suddenly jumped high, and the blade rotated above his head, as if the murderous intent also climbed to the sky with the blade!
There are three treasures in the sky: the sun, the moon and the stars.
Humans have three treasures: essence, energy, and spirit.
when!
The sound of metal clashing resounded throughout heaven and earth, as deafening as the sound of martial arts.
The giant axe in Feng Lie's hand collided with the whale knife. The force transmitted from the blade of the whale knife made his hands numb, and the giant axe almost slipped out of his hand.
He was knocked back a few steps. When he wanted to go forward to fight, he found that Chen Ji had passed by him like a gust of wind, and the back of the whale knife passed through his neck like flowing water.
From the hardest to the softest, change as you wish.
Clean and neat.
Feng Lie dropped the giant axe and slowly fell to the ground. However, he did not show any anger or unwillingness to fail. Instead, he smiled naively and said, "Teacher, you are back."
Chen Ji did not answer, but turned around, raised his lance-like long sword and pointed it at Feng Huai on the mountain.
Before he could say anything, Xuanyuan's loud voice came from the top of the mountain: "You don't have to fight Feng Huai anymore. You can take the knife with you."
Chen Ji breathed a sigh of relief, bent over and gasped, leaning on the whale knife that reached his eyebrows.
Xuanyuan strode down the mountain at great speed, staring at him from a distance of more than ten feet: "Why did you say the word 'ten thousand victories'?"
Chen Ji uttered an "ah," "I don't know why, I just wanted to shout, so I just shouted."
Xuanyuan gave him a deep look and said, "One strike wiped out all your energy and spirit. I don't recommend you go back to fight now."
Chen Ji shook his head: "No, there are people waiting for me."
Xuanyuan sneered, "You have quite a few friends nowadays."
Chen Ji took a breath and said sarcastically, "You don't seem to have many friends."
Xuanyuan's black robe fluttered in the wind. He looked down at Chen Ji calmly, a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes: "A king is the union of heaven, earth, and man. The vertical line in the middle represents loneliness. Once a person becomes a king, he will have no friends."
Chen Ji: "Then you are so sad."
Xuanyuan laughed out loud: "That's what you said to me!"
Chen Ji was stunned: "Impossible, I'm not that kind of person."
Xuanyuan silently looked into Chen Ji's eyes and said nothing more. But he saw him gently wave his robe sleeve and expel Chen Ji from the Qingshan dream.
At the foot of the green mountains, Feng Huai and Feng Lie returned to the army, repeating the killing day after day.
On the green hill, Xuanyuan leaned on the royal flag and looked out at the surging sea of clouds outside. He suddenly thought, if that person back then had been Chenji now, perhaps everything would have been different.
Among the mountains and forests.
Chen Ji stood still with his eyes closed, not moving.
A man in black with the words "Yan Sheng" written in scarlet on his forehead was quietly lurking behind him, silently drawing his sword and slashing down with all his might.
The next moment, Chen Ji suddenly opened his eyes, swung his knife with his backhand, and the bright knife light cut off the black-clothed man's long sword, head, chest and abdomen.
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I've been on IV drips for two days, and my fever is gone this morning. The doctor recommended surgery to remove my gallbladder, but I'd rather preserve it than be a gallbladderless person, so I'm going to try anti-inflammatory treatment and conservative treatment first. I'm back to updating now. I might go to Shanghai for another checkup later.
(End of this chapter)
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