Volume 1: Wind Rising From the Mountains and Swamps Chapter 130: Midnight
Ignoring Jin Ke's struggle, Lin Yi threw him behind several inner disciples. He then touched the ground with his toes and flew back.
Mu Qing'er and the other two were still standing there, and several wild wolves broke through the disciples' defense and rushed over. Lin Yi in mid-air arrived at the right time and killed all the wild wolves. The sisters were still at a loss, helplessly leaning against each other. In the heavy rain, they were no better than the deaf and blind.
Lin Yi looked back at the carriage. Perhaps because he was gone, the wolves were roaring and biting around the carriage. Yuan Qing and Yuan Feng kept shouting and killing, and were very busy in the carriage.
"You two come with me, it's not safe here!" Lin Yi said, no longer showing his skills, and strode in front of Mu Qing'er and the other two. The wild wolves that pounced on them turned into a pile of flesh and blood as his long sword swung.
Mu Qing'er and Senior Sister Xu just recognized Lin Yi's voice. I don't know why the other party ran over, but the wolves that were besieging them all around stopped moving, which might be related to it. The two of them did not dare to hesitate, and followed the sound closely behind the blurry figure of Lin Yi.
In the rainy night full of dangers, the figure in front of them made the two of them feel a little more calm.
When they arrived in front of the carriage, Lin Yi asked Mu Qing'er and Sister Xu to get on the roof of the carriage, and told Yuan Qing to take care of each other, and then he surrounded the carriage alone, driving away and killing the sneak attacking wolves.
"Brother Lin, where did you run to just now? I and my brothers are quite worried!" Yuan Qing knew that Mu Qing'er and the others were around him, and he became more energetic with lofty ambitions.
Yuan Feng also said loudly: "Yes, I am also worried that you were abducted by wild wolves. I can only kill a few wolves to avenge you!"
"Fortunately, Brother Lin is fine. Miss Mu and Miss Xu, with my brothers and sisters here, the wild wolves dare not approach, ah, don't worry!" Spitting out a mouthful of rain, Yuan Qing patted his chest and said in a hoarse voice.
"Thank you, brothers!" Mu Qing'er wiped the rain off her face, thanked them, squinted her eyes, and shouted, "Lin Yi, where are you?"
"The wolves are coming again, brothers, be careful." Lin Yi's cold voice sounded in front and behind the carriage,
"Woo--!" A high-pitched wolf howl sounded again, and the wolf pack's attack became more fierce. Hundreds of wild wolves rushed towards the Tianlong Sect's camp at the same time. In the distance, countless wild wolves rushed...
Hundreds of wild wolves swarmed in front of Lin Yi, and he could only helplessly stand in front of the carriage alone. If these wild wolves were allowed to surround them, the four people in the carriage would inevitably encounter accidents.
The wolves arrived in an instant, Lin Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, closed his lips tightly, shook his body, rushed into the wolf pack, swung the long sword in his hand, blood rain splashed, and seven or eight wild wolves were broken into two. He didn't care about the situation under the sword at all, just waving the long sword in the crowded place of the wolf pack.
The ferocious and cunning wild wolves had no way to dodge such a swift sword. They howled continuously and fell down in batches, filling up the muddy puddle and raising it.
If they didn't kill them, they would be merciless. In the time it took to stick an incense stick, hundreds of wild wolves piled up into a pile of blood and flesh in front of Lin Yi.
At this time, the situation in other parts of the camp was even more critical.
Wu Cai's scimitar broke into two pieces, the tiger's mouth had burst, and the shoulder was torn into a foot-long bloody wound. He half-knelt in the blood, one hand on the ground, the other hand still waving half of the handle, gritting his teeth to kill one after another invading wild wolf.
Elder Meng's breathing became heavy. Standing in the thick wolf corpses, his palms waved, much slower.
Zhen Yuanzi's long beard was no longer flowing, and strands of it stuck to his chin, but his eyes were wide open, and his momentum was not reduced. With one sword, the sword tip actually went off the track, causing the wild wolf to bar its teeth and roar. The old Taoist was furious, but he hated that he had no power to do anything.
Ji Tang and his companions no longer fought alone, but leaned against each other with their backs together, taking the opportunity to breathe heavily. The rest of the disciples were even more unbearable, and three or five of them formed a small circle, desperately resisting the attack of the wolf pack.
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In the wolf pack, the white wolf king was still sitting with his neck stretched out, and the rain wet his fur. He did not move, and his cold wolf eyes stared at the front without blinking——
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I don’t know how long the fight lasted, and I don’t know how many hours had passed. The people of the Tianlong Sect struggled to support it, and they were all exhausted physically and mentally. When everyone fell into despair, a shrill wolf howl sounded, and then, a hundred and a thousand responses, countless wolf howls rushed straight to the sky, resounding throughout the fields!
The wolf pack was slowly retreating, and everyone couldn’t remember to cheer, and there was no time to be surprised. They gasped and looked up blankly.
I don’t know when the rain stopped——
The dark clouds faded, and a bright moon hung in the sky.
The bright moonlight made people feel dazed, and the fight just now seemed to have never happened.
In front of them were piles of wolf corpses, and the strong smell of blood drifted with the wind, which made people want to vomit and dragged people back into the cold reality. In addition, the green light not far away was like the ghost that could not be driven away in a nightmare--
No one spoke, everyone was stunned, looking at everything in front of them tiredly and powerlessly.
Wu Cai was soaked in blood, and on his bloody face, a pair of eyes flashing with wildness stared at the wolves in the distance. He stood up staggeringly, threw away the broken knife in his hand, and took out the bow from under the wolf corpse, removed the bowstring that was soaked by rain and could not be used, and found the arrows that had not been shot in time, and wiped the blood and water stains on his body.
After groping in his arms, Wu Cai took out a new bowstring and twisted it on the bow. He stretched out his hand and pulled it, and then a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The disciples of Tianlong Sect looked at Wu Chai silently, and they had respect for this grassland man. A young grassland man, an extremely ordinary grassland herdsman, was in a desperate situation, so brave and fierce, fighting, not letting these martial arts masters, and even some Tianlong Sect disciples, pale in comparison.
"Bring a sword--!"
Wuchai took the sword sent by Elder Meng and nodded to express his gratitude. He spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "We have been fighting for nearly three hours, and the wolves are tired, but..."
After hesitating for a while, Wu Chai looked back at the disciples of Tianlong Sect and continued, "But, we are even more tired..."
Meng Shan's expression did not move, and a look of anxiety flashed in his eyes. He asked, "Wuchai, what should we do next?"
Meng Shan did not want to avoid or admit his mistakes. But now, he truly believed from the bottom of his heart that only Wu Chai could lead everyone out of the grassland.
"Bandage the wound, eat something, and recuperate..." Wu Cai shook his head before he finished speaking, and stopped talking.
Meng Shan sighed secretly. He knew in his heart that at the moment, he could only rely on himself to hold on.
"Elder, three disciples are missing, and more than ten horses are missing. Can you send someone to look for them?" Ji Tang reported in a low voice.
Meng Shan shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Let the disciples gather together, bandage the wound, and eat something. It's still early in the morning!" Then his eyes suddenly lit up and shouted: "Luo Rong, bring the "Thunder Bomb" sent by Shenwei Hall."
Elder Meng's words made everyone's tired look a little excited. The power of the "Thunder Bomb" is not bad, which is just right for dealing with these wild wolves, and it also saves some effort.
Meng Shan saw the expressions of the people and shook his head secretly. The heavy rain came suddenly, and he really didn't expect these. Now the wolves have retreated for the time being, but everyone is exhausted, and even he himself is out of breath. I hope the "thunder bomb" of Shenwei Hall can help.
Zhen Yuanzi, who was standing aside, was worried. He looked back and saw his two apprentices and Mu Qing'er standing on the carriage, dancing and dancing, even more energetic than his master. The old Taoist couldn't help but curse inwardly, "Little bastard." His eyes moved and saw Lin Yi standing in front of the carriage, holding a long sword, as if he was watching over the four people behind him.
Zhen Yuanzi twisted his wisps of beard and nodded slightly.
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"Miss Mu, look at the dark clouds and the bright moon in the sky. It seems that tonight is a good night!" Yuan Qing's handsome face was full of smiles. He pointed at the bright moon in the sky and said to Mu Qing'er with a smile.
"Brother, what you said is very true. I think the wolves are afraid of us. They will retreat soon!" Yuan Feng said without losing the opportunity. He then straightened his chest, holding a long sword, and posed a rather majestic posture.
Mu Qing'er's eyes did not look at the bright moon, but she stared at the figure in front of the car. After the heavy rain, everyone was soaked, except for the person in front of her, whose clothes were not wet at all, and whose black hair swayed lightly in the wind. He leaned on the long sword in his hand and stood silently. As indifferent as always, as silent as always.
And the thick pile of wolf corpses ten feet in front of the carriage, were they really left by him? If it weren't for him, Senior Sister Xu and I would not be able to escape the wolf's kisses and claws; if it weren't for him, how could Senior Sister Xu and I come to the cart without the danger of wild wolf attacks. But he is obviously just an outer disciple, how can he easily kill these ferocious wild wolves?
Mu Qing'er bit her lips tightly, and her mind suddenly lit up, but she shook her head secretly. That night, she fell into the snake's nest, which was similar to the despair tonight, and the crisis was also eliminated in the blink of an eye. That day might be a coincidence, just an accident. But myself and Senior Sister Xu never suspected that someone was secretly helping. It was about the daughter's family, and the whole thing was too weird, so they were ashamed to talk about it.
Is it a coincidence today? He led me and Senior Sister Xu to rush out of the wolf pack, so calmly, even the second senior brother couldn't do this, right? What kind of person is this Lin Yi? Is it really as Uncle Meng guessed, this person has ulterior motives?
Senior Sister Xu also silently watched Lin Yi, her eyes flickering...
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