Rimba Persilatan
eps 13s

He was so calm, could patiently endure the pain, this was

the capital he ventured in Jiang-hu for five years and was still alive

hitherto. On top of the fort, in one broken place, slow down

half-head, with great attention swept down.

He saw it, but he didn't care.

On the roof of the outermost roof of the house, there was one black shadow

which moves. Perhaps those people were already impatiently waiting, preparing

go in the house looking for the bodies, these people are all

cowardly. The sky was too black, the name Xie-jian-xiu-luo was electrifying to the

all over the mission, in the darkness of the night of awesomeness

xiu-luo's blade could increase by tenfold, who would dare to be a hero"

He slowly rolled up his right sleeve, thank you

the sky! No, it should be thanks to the protective sleeve of the knife bag itself, two needles of Bee Tail slanted

into the leather bag where the knife slips, restrained by

the flying blade body turned its direction and power

reduced by more than half, then the needle is still stuck in the bag of skin.

Looking at his position, these two needles, one headed in the direction

the heart, and the other one slightly upwards towards the left, its precision, really makes the heart of the person vibrate.

"This despicable woman is so vile!" in his heart he cursed.

In front there was a very slow voice, apparently there was

the man who climbed into the roof of the roof tile of the house peeked.

"Tonight the one who came to help from the outside, at least

there are eight people." In his heart he counted, while

calm yourself watching the situation around him.

He couldn't get out, his cut chest muscles were still injured, he said,

once moving will drain a lot of blood, how

can fight with high fighters"

Also, his body did not carry any weapons.

The hiding place is great, from the back of the house

up to the foot of the fortress was thirty steps away, full of weeds and small thorny trees, he squatted down on the grass, weeds covered himself, though the rays were even brighter, he said, from the top of the fortress looking down is also difficult to find shadows

his body. Most importantly, the fighter whose science lightens his body

even the level of perfection cannot be reached from a distance

over ten lightning-like steps suddenly attacked him.

If people who come to the grass look for traces, from a distance

two more zhangs can already be knocked down by using

xiu-luo's knife, the state he is in, the energy he can use

to throw a Xiu-luo knife, it can only reach a distance of less

more two zhang. If it wasn't urgent at all, he wouldn't have used a knife

Xiu-luo, to prevent the wound from breaking again. The only

the thing he could do, was hide well, pray

in the sky to protect not to be found by

these guys. As long as the day is light, these people will

run away. If the body is not found in the house, it will certainly arise

chaos, maybe the leader thought he had run away

self, not hastily escaping from that scene, was a strange thing.

Finally, he heard a voice inside the house, but he could

looking at the light rays coming out from the crack of the wall, these people had already dared to blatantly turn on the searching lights

hers. Then, there were people searching at the foot of the fortress, there were people who

looking by the side of the times, across the street, there are people with

hurrying from the left of the hiding place ran towards the foot of the fortress, the distance was not up to one zhang, they did not

noticed the short grass area where he was hiding, instead

looking at the foot of the fortress overgrown with grass

as tall as man and trees.

These people were all wearing night clothes, all wearing black veils, not only not being able to see his face, nor being able to clearly see his body shape, the sky was too dark, and movements

these people are too fast.

Long ago, from the direction of the foot of the fortress there were people looking in reverse direction, starting from the house as the center gathered. Two black shadows one on the left one on the right, carefully a step walk

checking, unceasingly using an opening sword

Looking at the direction and the line of the road, where it hides right from

the direction of the person to the right, no doubt he would not escape fate if found.

He bit his teeth, his pair of hands pulled out a knife

Xiuluo. The black shadow was getting closer, a life or death round immediately

will determine. He felt his rations pounding faster, palms

his hands began to sweat.

Two zhang, one and a half zhang.a pair of hands he does not.

sweating again, returning as once calm and steady, exertion

the inside was quietly centered, going to carry out a single attack

it determines life or death.

This was his privilege in a martial world different from

other people, when he decided he was going to fight, he was

it will be calmer than at any time, calm down until he himself is also astonished, because then he feels though

even the falling sky would not affect him, courageously

he faces death, compared to people who claim not to

fear of death should not be said.

Almost close to a distance of one zhang, the black shadow eyes highlight

it was sweeping from right to where it was.

Xiu-luo's knife he, his power is already concentrated at the tip of the blade.

Suddenly, on the roof of the tile appeared one black shadow, while

took out a short sharp whistle, then a flash

disappear. The black shadow that was about to step closer, turned its head

at his friend who was on the left, then whistling raised his arms swinging backwards, the two men turned their bodies running towards the foot of the fortress, with the movement of the Stork Crashing the Sky, the man jumped up

the fort was two zhang high, and all of it had disappeared.

Fu Ke-wei's heart was pounding again, his palms were sweating again, the feeling of slacking after passing through

danger, made him feel very tired, and his injuries came back

feels pain. "I can definitely find you."

He screamed in his heart.

The weather finally brightened, he entered the house

Yan-fang, meticulously inspecting every corner, he hopes to get a little trace.

But his hopes were futile, except for the furniture of the house, anything was not

some were left behind, until a single shirt was not found.

He laughed bitterly shaking his head, these people

very clever, like the devil alone, the movement of eliminating

the trail is so perfect.

Finally, he looked around the house again.

Suddenly, he shone his eyes at the drinking device

once he used to trap an old man, in that stuff there

one small hole was hit by a dark weapon, but the dark weapon was gone.

It was a hole as big as a bean, piercing through a tool as thick as a piece of equipment

half a cun, the hole was suddenly enlarged, in the

surrounding the hole was a trail of blackout green that was hard to see.

He kissed the small hole, then opened the bag

there, with a knife Xiu-luo took the powder from one ceramic bottle

big belly, mixed with saliva and then applied to one side of the small hole, he noticed the change, he did not

ceaseless kissing. Not long after, the side that had been polished powder, there appeared to be a trace of color

pale whitish. He again used the powder in the other bottle, smeared on

the other side of the hole is small. Successively tried using four kinds of powder drugs,

finally the last drug showed traces of green ash color, green ash,

gives off a thin smell of fishy fish.

He laughed satisfiedly, then cleared his pouch

slowly stand. "The Distill of the Life Pursuer, the Needle of Death, I already know

who're you!" He muttered, the cold light in his eyes suddenly became smoldering,

the corner of his lips smiled vilely, a pair of hands with reflexes

strong clenches.