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Chapter 13 Evil in the Sun

Several masked men in black rushed in the forest for more than ten miles and finally slowed down.

One of the masked men in black stopped suddenly and said, "Stop—"

Suddenly, the few people stopped suddenly. Due to their excessive impulse, they staggered forward for a few steps and almost fell to the ground. Then, a heavy breathing sound came from the mouths of the few people.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

Three terrified voices shouted one after another.

"Young Master, now is not the time to rest! If the Cuizhuxuan people catch up, we will not be able to escape!" A masked man in black held on the tree with his right hand, and said while panting, looking at the jungle behind him.

"Yes, Young Master, escaping is important!" Another masked man in black echoed, his shoulders drooped, turned around and looked behind him, and said, gasping heavily.

"Don't worry, they won't chase after you. If we really want to chase you, we won't be here now, but we will enter the Hall of Hell." The masked man in black, known as the Young Master, said, right between the few people.

When a few people heard this, they kept sitting on the ground with a few sounds of dongdong and all sat apart; one leaned against the tree, one looked up at the sky, and the other lay on the ground.

"There are only four of us left?" asked the young master. He was the only one standing there, not breathing a breath. He was originally running in the front and ran for several miles, but did not hear any chasing fluctuations behind him. He understood that he was safe and his opponent would not chase him, so he slowed down.

"It should be all dead!" The one who was lying on the ground panting and gasping.

"Those two people are so powerful. Just a few sword energy have caused us to lose so many brothers! Twenty-four people have escaped only four!" The person sitting on the ground and looked up at the young master and said, his body trembling.

"Yes, it's so amazing. The name of the fifth and sixth masters is indeed not called to listen to it." The man leaning on the tree gasped in shock.

But the young master seemed to have not heard it. He pinched his right hand and whispered to himself: "It's really a ghost. Why did these two people suddenly go down the mountain? Judging from the situation, it shouldn't be for the purpose of protecting this goods. It must have another purpose!" Thinking of this, the young master suddenly felt a lit up in his mind and said in surprise: "Is it because of this strange phenomenon in heaven and earth? Yes, it must be like this!" He said this, suddenly raised his voice and ordered: "Go back to the Poison Valley quickly!"

"Young Master is resting for a while, I can't catch the anger!" The person lying on the ground sat up reluctantly and said.

"Go away quickly, I'll pull your skin and feed it to the insects!" The young man said angrily, and he had reached more than ten feet away.

When the three of them heard this, they immediately jumped up cleverly and chased the young master.

The sun shines, and the water of Qingling River is filled with countless scales, which are as bright as pearls.

There were a few young men playing in the river, making a few young laughs from time to time; opposite them were the rolling mountains, covered by strange thick fog; they could not see how high the mountains were, or how far the mountains were, and at first glance it seemed to be embedded in the thick clouds in the sky.

Behind them was a forest, and there were several villages deep in the woods.

"Guanger, don't be too crazy. I almost went ashore to bask in the sun and prepare to go home for dinner!" A young mother was washing her last piece of clothing. The sound of the pounding sticks hitting the clothes was thudding, and the sounds made by other ladies seemed to be a hymn of hard work.

"I understand, I'll play for a while and I'll get ashore!" Guang'er shouted happily, playing with his friends.

"Guang'er, Wei'er is back first. Remember to go home early to have dinner!" After a while, Guang'er's mother said, twisting the last piece of clothing she had just washed.

"I understand..." Before Guang'er could finish his reply, he suddenly started to wail violently.

Suddenly, wails rose in the river, and more than a dozen teenagers were wailing at the top of their lungs.

At the same time, the mothers also started to cry: "Guang'er! Qiang'er! Bao'er! Dan'er! Li'er..."

Some mothers immediately jumped into the river to save people, some cried on the shore, and those who did not have their own children by the river were trembling at the scene in the river.

The river water quickly turned from clear to turbid, and in just a few blinks, nothing could be seen. The wailing of the boy in the river and his mother who jumped into the river to save people quickly stopped and disappeared. Then, one after another, human bones floated up from the turbid river water, shaking left and right like a boat floating in the river.

The mother, who was still calling her children on the river bank, suddenly stopped shouting, staring with frightened eyes like other laundry women, watching the incredible things that happened in the river.

Suddenly a woman screamed, and the wooden basin beside her was hit by her feet with a crackling sound, and she slid from a smooth laundry stone to another laundry stone.

Suddenly, the other women also screamed, turned around and ran away, swinging their arms quickly, and their feet alternated quickly, as if they were running like the wind; however, something strange happened, and the women were exercising so much, but in fact they were just running on the spot without moving half an inch. But no one noticed this situation.

Suddenly, a huge, black, scaled claw suddenly swung out from the river; several women were slapped into the river with one claw at the same time.

A few screams rang out again, and several human bones slowly floated again.

After a while, the twenty or thirty white bones slowly sank into the water and disappeared.

On the turbid river surface, the gray mist gradually rose and became thicker and thicker, and gradually I couldn't see clearly what was within ten feet of the water surface.

In the thick gray fog, a very rhythmic squeak suddenly sounded, and a squeaking sound of rowing. A black boat, a white flag, a boatman, and two passengers slowly came towards the river bank.

On the road east of Shenzhou City, Yan Ruyu and two subordinates galloped wildly, raising waves of dust. The trees on both sides of the road were also running back quickly. Three people and three riders were like three streamers that were rising and falling rapidly in the strong wind, making a sound.

In front of them, a four-wheeled carriage with curtains fluttering around them, being pulled by four black horses, swiftly, and the dust rising all the way was like the thick fog in the morning of winter.

Soon after, the three white horses and four dark horses passed by.

"It's him!" Such a voice sounded in the hearts of Yan Ruyuru and the people in the car.

"Master, who is this person so arrogant?" Not long after, a servant asked Yan Ruyu for advice. The sound was thin, as if it had been scattered by the wind.
Chapter completed!