Chapter 13 The Old Man And the Black Cat
Qin Keqing followed Xu Han and began to walk again.
Xu Han's way of traveling seemed very strange to her. Actually, Gu Peng Town was not far from Jingsheng City , but the two of them walked for several hours until night fell before they arrived.
In the final analysis, all of this was because Xu Han took an inexplicable detour and sometimes even took Qin Keqing in the opposite direction. Qin Keqing had expressed her doubts about this, but Xu Han ignored it. His expression was extremely focused from beginning to end, as if he was thinking about something every moment.
But no matter what, he did bring Qin Keqing to Gu Peng Town.
Xu Han led Qin Keqing to an inn. From afar, Qin Keqing saw the azure-clothed disciples in front of the inn in twos and threes. Although most of them looked a little embarrassed, they weren't seriously injured. It seemed like the assassination plan of the Dark Asura Hall had failed, as Yuan Xiucheng had said in his letter.
Then what awaited Dark Asura Hall was the rage of the Great Zhou's number one sect, the Exquisite Pavilion.
Qin Keqing , who had just encountered a great calamity, had experienced a whole day of fear. She finally saw her fellow disciples and felt delighted in her heart. She could not care less about Xu Han, who was beside her, and quickly ran towards her fellow disciples.
"Senior Brother Hong!" She shouted out the name of one of the green-clothed disciples.
When the disciples gathered at the entrance of the inn heard this, one of the handsome men looked happy when he saw Qin Keqing 's appearance. He quickly walked over and said, "Junior Sister Qin, you're fine. It's really good!"
As he said this, his face flushed red. Obviously, the happiness in his heart was not fake.
"Yes! Junior Sister Qin, how did you escape? When we arrived at the inn, all the disciples of Xuanhe Peak surrounded us at that time. However, when they spoke about the tragedy in the inn, their faces darkened and their voices became low.
However, Senior Brother Hong, whom Qin Keqing spoke of, was obviously a wonderful person. He did not want to see his fellow disciples in such a sad atmosphere. Therefore, he changed the topic and suddenly asked, "Oh right, but Qing, how did you escape? I heard Elder Long say that the person who assassinated him and his inn brother should be the Asura of Dark Asura Hall ."
This question reminded Qin Keqing of Xu Han. Her expression changed and she said, "Ah, it was a passing young hero who saved me. He's here" She turned around and looked at Xu Han's position.
She had her own selfishness when she said that.
Xu Han saved her, but there was no doubt that Xu Han was from the Dark Asura Hall . Now, because of her, he couldn't help but be chased after by the Dark Asura Hall . The only one who could protect him was the Linglong Pavilion, so she subconsciously hid Xu Han's identity and wanted to bring him back to the Linglong Pavilion. However, after she finished speaking, she turned around and discovered that the place where Xu Han had just stood was now empty.
"Hmm? Where is he?" Her heart tightened, and she was somewhat puzzled.
"Perhaps that young hero is unwilling to trouble us and has already left. If we meet again, we will definitely be thankful." The man surnamed Hong also noticed Qin Keqing 's strange behavior and hurriedly comforted her.
"Mm" Qin Keqing nodded, but for some reason, she felt a little melancholy in her heart.
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Xu Han did leave. After confirming that Qin Keqing was out of danger, he turned around and left.
Didn't he not want to seek the protection of the Linglong Pavilion, but Qin Keqing 's mind was simple. Would the Linglong Pavilion, the number one sect of the Great Zhou Empire, do the same? As long as he could infer, Xu Han's identity was extremely suspicious. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that a sheep had entered a tiger's mouth after entering the Exquisite Pavilion.
Xu Han naturally couldn't take this risk.
Therefore, there was only one way left for him, and that was to escape!
As far as he knew, the Dark Asura Hall 's strength was spread throughout the Great Zhou. If he wanted to escape from the Dark Asura Hall , the best way was to leave the Great Zhou Dynasty and go to the Xia or Chen countries that bordered the Great Zhou Dynasty, or to the barbarian lands in the southern border, or to the hundred thousand mountains in the west that were filled with demons. But none of this is simple. Whether he could escape from Chongzhou was unknown to Xu Han, so he could only take one step at a time.
After leaving Gu Peng Town, Xu Han's body paused for only twenty kilometers. He seemed to have sensed something, and the sword on his back was suddenly taken out by him.
"I didn't expect to be here so soon." He muttered to himself like this, but the corners of his mouth curved into a cold smile. At that moment, his toes suddenly rushed into the dense forest not far away. He knew very well that it was not wise to fight head-on because the enemy was outnumbered. Only by relying on the advantages of the dense forest would he be able to break through one by one so that he could have a chance of survival.
As Xu Han had expected, after he jumped into the dense forest, several black shadows flew out from afar and followed him into the dense forest.
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Seven days later.
The junction of Chongzhou and Xuzhou.
A black-clothed youth covered in blood ran on the woods path in a sorry state. His clothes were ragged, and his body was covered in wounds. His face was even paler, but his gaze revealed a ferocious aura like that of a wild beast.
He's still running.
Even if he staggered.
Even though his speed was far from ten percent of the pursuers behind him.
However, he was still running. Wherever he passed, a long and shocking bloody scar appeared on the ground, as if he had already lost all of his blood.
However, he still didn't choose to give up.
Yes, he didn't want to die.
He wanted to live. Therefore, he stubbornly dragged his body forward.
Several dozen black-clothed men were following behind him. They seemed to be afraid of the black-clothed youth who was already at the end of his rope. Therefore, they chose to follow him from afar, but did not forcefully attack.
They had already wrecked more than thirty Asuras on this youth.
This youth, who walked out of the Asura Ground like them, possessed a ruthlessness that was enough to frighten the outlaws like them.
The black-clothed youth walked awkwardly for another fifteen minutes on the path in the woods.
He could probably guess what the Asuras behind him were planning, but he really didn't have any way to resolve the current crisis.
The chase continued for about fifteen minutes.
The jackal-like Asuras behind him suddenly moved and flew forward.
They could tell that the youth had reached his limit.
At that time, the youth who was already at the end of his crossbow clenched his teeth and used his last bit of strength to turn around and lift his sword to resist. However, he was still a little too weak, and the sword he turned around was even more weak and powerless. The Asuras, on the other hand, had waited for a long time, so they naturally weren't afraid of him.
"You're courting death!" The Asura who was rushing at the front let out a loud shout. The sharp sword in his hand carried the momentum of a tiger wolf and slashed down the sword in the youth's hand along with his right arm that was holding the sword.
Blood sprayed out from the youth's right arm. It was blazing hot and scarlet. Time seemed to have stopped at that moment. He stared blankly at his right arm as his mind rumbled.
At that time, the corner of his eyes vaguely saw an old man holding a black cat appear in front of him not far away from the path.
He didn't know if all of this was an illusion, but at this moment, a dizziness filled the air and he understood that he had reached his limit.
"Hurry up and leave." He said to the old man who was slowly walking over. He knew that if the old man saw such a situation, he would inevitably be silenced by Dark Asura Hall . He was already in the state of inevitable death, and he could not bear to implicate the old man in the end.
Just as he finished speaking, he couldn't hold on any longer. He tilted his body and fell to the ground.
The Asuras surrounded him. One of the middle-aged men, who looked like a leader, stretched out his hand to investigate the youth's condition. After confirming that he was really unconscious, the expression on the middle-aged man's face eased slightly.
"Bring it back. It needs to be alive." As he spoke to his companion, two of the black-clothed men around him stepped forward, seemingly about to erect the youth who had fallen to the ground.
"In broad daylight, is it inappropriate for everyone to act like this?" At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded.
The Asuras were shocked as they drew their sabers and looked in the direction of the sound. However, they did not know when an old man with a black cat in his arms was standing behind them.
The old man had an ordinary appearance, and his face was covered in wrinkles. On his back was a long object wrapped in white cloth. At this moment, he was squinting his eyes and smiling as he looked at them.
His sudden appearance concealed the ears and eyes of the Asuras present. Naturally, those Asuras were not stupid. They vaguely realized that this old man was unusual.
"Senluo Palace, please don't meddle in other matters." The leading Asura stepped forward and looked at the old man and said in a deep voice.
In his opinion, regardless of the origin of this old man, whoever heard of his name as Dark Asura Hall would have to be afraid.
"Oh?" Just as he had expected, the old man's expression changed when he heard the words Senluo Palace.
But before they could breathe a sigh of relief.
A cold light suddenly flashed. Everyone's bodies trembled. A few breaths later, a bloody scar appeared on their necks. Then, a bloody light appeared. Before they could make a single sound, their bodies fell to the ground.
"Is that the Dark Asura Hall that deducted the beetles for this old man for thirty years?"
The old man still narrowed his eyes and stood in a pool of blood. He stroked the black cat in his arms and said slowly.