MTL - My Attributes Cultivation Life-Chapter 9 (Thanks to the old tune leader)

   Chapter 9

  In the dense forest, Xiao Qingying threw herself into Chen Wuyou's arms.

   "Brother Wuyou! Why did you come here!? A lot of people came here just now, and they seem to be catching us. Zhang Ke met them, I don't know what's going on now?"

   "It's okay. I'm here." Chen Wuyou hugged Xiao Qingying and patted her on the back to comfort her.

   His expression was gentle, but his eyes were cold.

   "Why are you here? What about Zhang Rongfang who is with you?"

   "Zhang Rongfang asked me to hide in the tree hole, and he ran back to rescue soldiers. He also told me not to come out, even if you told me not to come out." Xiao Qingying said quickly.

   "How could Brother Wuyou harm me? I just heard from Daddy's messenger. Daddy and the others must have already left. If we go back now, maybe we will meet them again!"

  Chen Wuyou didn't care at first, but when he heard Zhang Rongfang's exhortation to Xiao Qingying, his heart moved, and he doubted the little Taoist priest, and probably had doubts about him.

   Hearing the follow-up words, he suddenly felt a little anxious.

   "Which direction did Zhang Rongfang go?" he suddenly asked.

   "Over there." Xiao Qingying pointed to the direction, which was the direction from which the sound of the fireworks messenger just came out.

   Chen Wuyou's heart tightened, and a flash of irritability flashed in his eyes.

   He finally knew who put the messenger

   This **** little Taoist priest!

  Chen Wuyou hugged Xiao Qingying, made a gesture in a direction in the dense forest, and then pointed to the direction Zhang Rongfang was leaving.

   The figure in the jungle flickered, and someone immediately chased after him.

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   On the other side, watch the fireworks explode.

   Zhang Rongfang withdrew his gaze and quickly glanced around, trying to find a place to hide.

  The trees are dense and the light is dim, and many places are suitable for hiding.

   He quickly jumped off the big rock, and the improvement of his life attributes made him much healthier and his stamina was better than before.

  If it was before, he would be out of breath by now running all the way.

   Just jumped down.

   A masked man in black rushed out from the forest behind.

   The man in black looked up, just staring at Zhang Rongfang.

   "Come on, the people from the Qinghe Palace will be here soon!" Zhang Rongfang snorted suddenly, looking nervous.

   The masked man in black didn't know Zhang Rongfang, he was still guessing and wanted to do something, but when he heard this sentence, he was stunned.

   "How many are here?" he asked subconsciously.

   "I don't know, but I heard a sound here just now and came to check. Someone put a messenger! I was specially arranged to communicate here!" Zhang Rongfang said solemnly.

   "Trouble!" The man in black clasped his fists, turned around and ran away.

   After running a few steps, he vaguely felt that something was wrong. Chen Wuyou never mentioned that he had arranged for other people. this kid

   Wrong!

   He was deceived!

   The man in black turned and looked at Zhang Rongfang. Sure enough, the kid had already run more than ten meters away, and was about to be covered by the shadows in the forest.

   He was immediately embarrassed and angry. He was coaxed by a hairy boy at such a young age. If this spread out, how would he be able to stand on the rivers and lakes in the future! ?

   But the sound of the messenger just now was genuine again. He took a few steps forward to catch up, then paused again and counted the time.

   The eyes on the mask are uncertain.

   "Damn, don't let me run into you again next time! Brat!"

   The man in black stopped chasing, turned and ran away from the Qinghe Palace.

   After a while, he disappeared into the vast sea of ​​trees.

  Zhang Rongfang ran for a distance, and when he looked back, he stopped to catch his breath when he saw that no one was chasing him.

   Just now, he ran with all his strength, which exhausted his stamina.

   Waited in place for a while, and soon, there was a sound of footsteps running in the forest in the direction of Qinghe Palace.

  Two figures ran out of the forest, one was Senior Sister Zhao Dalong, and the other was Xiao Rong.

   He actually came over himself.

   The two of them stopped when they saw Zhang Rongfang.

   "Rong Fang, where is Xiaoying!?" Xiao Rong asked anxiously.

   "I was hiding in a tree hole. I was afraid that my sister would be found, so I came out first to lure the enemy away!" Zhang Rongfang said with his mouth open.

   Xiao Rong's expression softened a little when he heard the words, but he was still quite dignified.

"take me!"

   Immediately, Zhang Rongfang and the two quickly ran towards the place where Xiao Qingying was hiding.

   After a while, he returned to the tree hole, only to see that it was empty and no one was there.

   "Where are the people!?" The expression on Xiao Rong's face was instantly cold.

   "I told Senior Sister, don't come out" Zhang Rongfang replied instinctively. But seeing that Xiao Rong's expression was a bit wrong, he quickly shut up, but his heart sank.

  If something happened to Xiao Qingying, he would never have a better time.

   No matter how good-tempered Xiao Rong is, he is likely to take anger at him.

   "There are footprints on the ground, it looks like a woman, it's probably a junior sister!" Zhao Dalong said quickly.

"Walk!"

   Xiao Rong took the lead.

   The two followed in the footsteps and quickly followed.

   The two were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared in the jungle.

   Zhang Rongfang wanted to keep up, but after a second thought, it was in vain to go up by himself, he couldn't catch up at all, so he stood still.

   Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long.

   Within a few minutes, there was a loud roar from the forest in the distance.

   Zhang Rongfang's heart jumped, he hunched over, slowly approached the direction of the sound, and then took the cover of the bushes and looked over there.

   Soon, in the shadow of the forest, Xiao Rong and Zhao Dalong were fighting with the two men in black.

   There was also a man in black lying on the ground.

  Xiao Qingying looked terrified on the side, and there were still tears on her pretty face. Obviously frightened enough.

   Seeing that she was all right, Zhang Rongfang breathed a sigh of relief.

   Then he had time to watch the fight between Xiao Rong and Zhao Dalong.

   After taking a closer look, he realized that when these people were fighting, they bumped into a nearby tree, a hole, and a piece of bark.

   A few seconds later, a man in black was hit on the bridge of the nose, his eyes dizzy, and then he was slapped in the heart by a palm, and he fell to the ground.

  The other man in black saw that the situation was not good, turned around and ran, and disappeared into the forest in a few seconds.

   At this time, Zhang Rong discovered that all the men in black on the ground were vomiting blood, their eyes were blurred, and they were dying.

   Such a ruthless hand, his heart skipped a beat and his breathing was slightly short.

   He, who was just an ordinary person in his last life, had never seen anyone beaten to death.

   Resisting the discomfort in his heart, Zhang Rongfang forcibly moved his gaze to the two masters.

  Xiao Rong and Zhao Dalong have already stopped and rested.

   Xiao Rong had beads of sweat looming on his forehead, his body was steaming hot, obviously exhausted.

   Zhao Dacong is not in the way, looking relaxed.

   "Where's Chen Wuyou?" Xiao Rong asked in a deep voice.

   "I was knocked out, in the grass over there." Zhao Dalong pointed to the bushes on the other side.

   "He and Xiaoying were attacked together. Fortunately, we arrived in time, otherwise, the situation may be very bad."

   "Check it out, what are the origins of these people?" Xiao Rong was a little tired.

"Yes."

   Zhang Rongfang also came out at this time, clasped his fists and saluted the two of them.

   "Master, Senior Sister."

   "You came out with Xiaoying this time, do you have any clues about the situation?" Xiao Rong asked in a deep voice.

   He had already discovered Zhang Rongfang hiding in the grass, and it was not surprising.

   "Master Hui, when our group walked to a woodland, Senior Brother Chen Wuyou left halfway to catch squirrels, leaving only the three of us left.

   Also, Senior Brother Chen's voice sounds familiar to the disciples. And this time out, it was also invited by Senior Brother Chen. "

   Zhang Rongfang approached and whispered.

   "You suspect it's him?" Xiao Rong's eyes were calm.

   Zhang Rongfang didn't answer, just nodded.

   Needless to say?

  This outing was designed by Chen Wuyou, and he was the first to run first when he came out. In addition to the sound he heard before, it was very similar to Chen Wuyou.

   These reasons add up to enough.

   "I know about this." Xiao Rong nodded heavily, "Fortunately, nothing happened to Xiaoying." A trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

   "Wait first, wait for someone from the back door, and thoroughly check this area. I want to see, who is so daring to commit murder near our Qinghe Palace!?"

   Next, there was no matter of Zhang Rongfang, and soon another messenger shot into the sky.

   Afterwards, more than ten martial arts disciples from the Qinghe Palace came, and under the leadership of a middle-aged Taoist, they began to search in all directions.

   And Zhang Rongfang, together with Xiao Qingying and Chen Wuyou, returned to the Qinghe Palace.

   Back in the palace, Zhang Rongfang was so exhausted that he threw himself on the bed and fell asleep with his head covered.

   It was not until the bell rang the next morning that he was awakened from his deep sleep.

   He was just an ordinary person in his last life. No matter how well-prepared he was for this experience, once he really met those black-clothed people, he probably wouldn’t be able to make it through a round, and he would be knocked down with one punch.

  Look at the previous fight between Xiao Rong and Zhao Dalong and those men in black. Their palms and fists hit a piece of bark.

If    hit him, it would be like a rasp and a hammer, a piece of flesh and blood.

  ‘However, Master Xiao Rong is said to be a third-rank master, but when it comes to fighting, why is it so difficult to fight those people in black who just came out? And let someone run away? ’

   Zhang Rongfang was puzzled.

   dong dong dong.

   At this moment, the door was knocked softly.

   "Brother Zhang, are you awake?" Sun Yuanfeng's voice came from outside the door.

  Sun Yuanfeng is Xiao Rong's close servant disciple. Although he is a handyman disciple, since he came here, it means that Xiao Rong is looking for him for something.

   "Come on!" Zhang Rongfang got up quickly, knowing that this attack was likely to come to an end.

   Putting on his robe, he hurriedly fetched water from the water tank, cleaned his hands, wiped his face, and then opened the door and followed Sun Yuanfeng to the small attic where Xiao Rong lived.

   On the way, Zhang Rongfang couldn't hold back, so he asked.

   "Junior Brother Sun, I have a doubt, I would like to ask for some advice."

  Sun Yuanfeng smiled. "Senior Brother Zhang, talk about it, I will definitely know everything I can say."

   "That's good." Zhang Rongfang didn't hide it, and directly asked his doubts about the strength gap between grades.

   "The strength of the martial arts level?" Sun Yuanfeng smiled, "I really know this."

   He often served Xiao Rong and knew much more about martial arts than Zhang Rongfang at this time.

   "Grade only represents your once strongest strength and once glory, but people will be weak, old, and sick. So it's normal to behave differently."

   "And there are grades, most of which represent rich experience in actual combat, but two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and fists are afraid of young people.

I heard the Master mentioned before that there was a great master who was rated as the eighth rank by the imperial court. Because of his temperament and personality, he did not fit in with the group. When he got old, he had no children and disciples to rely on in his later years. Later, his strength declined greatly. At the age of seventy, He was beaten to death by the challenge of Rank 15. "

   (end of this chapter)