"call--"

"I'll play with the eagle for a lifetime, but I'll be blinded by the eagle!"

After all, Luotuo scribe lost too much blood, was exhausted, and could not escape. He raised his hand to hold the tree and barely stood up.

"It's really a miscalculation..."

"No one of Wu Zhaode's sons is worry-free."

He gasped heavily, lowered his head and looked at the blood ticking under his feet. He felt the dizziness coming from his head stronger, and a dizziness caused him to shake. He took several deep breaths one after another, trying to make his consciousness clear. This place is very close to Heyin County, and as long as he holds it, he can be safer by 70% or 80%. However, this distance has become a natural barrier at this moment.

Just because the blood flows out is not a normal color.

The sharp blade that hurts him is poisonous!

Any ordinary person who runs so far away, and the circulation of qi and blood has long brought toxins to the meridians of the whole body, and he died. He can still hold on until now, relying on the strong physical body of the literary scholar and the continuous literary qi to protect the heart from being attacked by toxins.

He tried his best to move his right leg.

My knees became weak and I fell to the ground.

"...I'm afraid I'm going to die here..." The experiences of the years appeared in Luotuo's mind, and all the mixed feelings were mixed with the corners of his lips. He sat up hard, leaning against the tree trunk, feeling the toxins rampant in his meridians, and murmured in his heart, "Young Master Qin, you have paid back your life-saving grace back now."

When he thought of Qin Li, he gritted his teeth.

Raise your hand to remove the blood from the ground.

Use fingers as the pen and blood as the ink.

He didn't know the person who was chasing him, but he could guess what kind of force the other party belonged to. If the message he left could be transmitted to Qin Gongsu, the latter would be vigilant. He endured the severe pain of his internal organs and barely wrote a few words, but the salsa sound of the leaves being trampled by someone came in his ears. This movement was definitely caused by someone on purpose.

Luotuo scribe was slightly shocked.

The hunter is here.

His vision was blurred and he saw a black shadow approaching.

The other party raised the weapon in his hand, made careful judgment, and confirmed that the Luotuo scholar had no skills. Without other means of escape, he would have to cut off his head - the head was convenient for interchange, and at the same time he could cover up the true identity of the corpse. This is a practical trick to kill two birds with one stone.

Luotuo scribes could only choose to close their eyes and wait for death.

The expected pain and consciousness disappeared without coming.

A feather arrow broke through the sky from the forest.

It was not until the feather arrow was approaching.

The killer's face suddenly turned solemn.

This is not an ordinary feather arrow.

The movements of ordinary feather arrows break through the air can be noticed by the brave warriors at the moment of leaving the strings, unless they deliberately use the cold arrow spirit to cover up the movements. The feather arrow itself has no traces of the words, that is, its silentness is entirely achieved by the archer's archery technique, rather than other external forces. This feather arrow did not threaten his life, but it was enough to force him back and separate him from the Luotuo Scholar. Luotuo Scholar also heard the sound of the feather arrow falling into the land.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and hope surged in his heart.

"Who?"

The killer was forced to retreat several feet.

It is a good person to judge that the person in the dark is a good person to restrain his breath.

"Get out of the dirty way to kill people and throw away corpses, go and do something else. Do you think this is the burial corpse site of your house?" A rough and loud male voice came from the forest, with a mixed voice of martial arts intimidation. Then, a young man wearing animal skin and holding a bow and arrow came out of the forest... Ugh, savage? This man's skin was brown and black, most of his chest was exposed, and a rough hemp rope tied around his waist.

The killer glanced at the savage.

With a minor injury, I should be able to take the target's life from this person? I probably can't take the head back, but it's a pity.

However, he had not yet made up his mind to take action.

He heard a lot of footsteps stepping on the leaves at the tip of his ears.

A dozen savages also wearing animal skins emerged, three or four of them were female savages? Everyone was alert to look at him.

The savages also looked at him with bad eyes.

Looking at the momentum around you, I am afraid that you will be the ones who eat raw meat and drink blood!

No matter how unwilling the killer is, he can only retreat.

Anyway, the target was hit by a very poison of more than ten times the normal fatality. Unless a Xinglin doctor who was proficient in detoxification intervened, it would be useless to turn things around. In order not to intensify the conflict, the killer raised his hand to the savages and made harmless gestures, and then retreated against everyone.

Until he retreated several feet away, the savage had no intention of chasing and shooting arrows. The killer then used his spirit to speed up and escape, and suddenly ran away. The savages who remained in the same place looked at each other, and the savage who came out first curled his lips: "I thought there was a big deal!"

An arrow shot and it was lost.

He also encountered the murder scene.

The savage strode forward and squatted in front of Luotuo Scholar, testing the latter's pulse. When he saw the color of the other party's blood, he said with a slight regret: "I'm going to die. Do you have any last words? If you have last words, say them. If you meet me, you will be lucky."

He raised his hand to inject thick martial energy into the scholar's heart.

The martial arts injects temporarily repels toxins that have an overwhelming advantage.

Although he could not help his life, he could make the last words alive. The literati of Luotuo suppressed the severe pain and said with a sound like a mosquito: "Help me... find an official named Qin Gongsu, tell..."

Before he finished speaking, the savage's expression changed suddenly.

Following Luo Tuo Scholar, I felt like I was rising into the air.

He was thrown on his shoulders.

A savage shouted in his ears: "Hurry up, go back to the camp!"

The savages also heard the words of Luotuo scribes.

They followed the savages and rushed to one another.

As soon as he left the dense forest, he saw a mountain road. A loud whistle was heard in his mouth by a savage who was holding the savage. A handsome war horse turned from empty to solid, speeding up to catch up with the savage. The savage jumped into the air and jumped onto the back of the horse. His movements were rude but he did not forget to maintain the savage's heart and said, "Hey, don't die!"

The scholar Luotuo rolled his eyes by the violent bumps.

The savage is not weak, and the martial arts war horses are also extraordinary. They accelerate their sprint without horse armor. The oncoming wind blows Luo Tuo's scribe's ears so painful that it makes the eardrums slam. What does it mean to be brave and don't die? This is how you can survive if you fight for it?

The other savages followed closely.

Just when Luotuo scholar thought his internal organs were about to be spit out, he saw the outline of a large camp in his sight, and flags were waving in the camp. The savages and his group rushed into the camp with horses, but no one stopped them along the way, and they were very arrogant.

The savage ran all the way to the logistical wounded barracks.

Catch Luo Tuo's scribe dismounted.

"Come on, let's see if he can save it!"

The doctor who heard the movement stepped forward to check.

The savage said politely: "This situation is critical and you can't practice. Let the doctor Xinglin come over and be sure to save him!"

After a turbulent war.

Luotuo Scholar lay on the bed of the wounded barracks and looked at the top of the tent.

A conversation between the savage and the doctor Xinglin came from his ears.

"Where did General Lu dig such a corpse? Yohe, half of his foot was pulled away by the King of Hell, you can really make things difficult for others." The doctor Xinglin complained, but his actions were very straightforward. Luotuo scribe was the first time to come into contact with this group. When the other party poured a breath of vitality into his meridians, he knew that he was saved. When the toxins in the meridians touched it, it was like a mouse who saw a cat, and was forced to run away with his head and retreated continuously.

Finally, there is no way to retreat, and all gather together with the right arm.

A doctor stepped forward and slashed his arm.

As the toxic blood flowed out of the wound, the black right arm slowly returned to normal skin color, but too much blood was lost. In addition, after being rescued, Luotuo Scholar let go of his heart strings, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already dark.

The scribe Luotuo opened his eyes and saw the savage brothers.

At this time, the savage changed into a funny animal skin outfit, wearing neat and vigorous outfit, looking a little majestic. The savage immediately noticed that he was awakened. While asking someone to call the doctor to come over, he asked him to interrogate: "Who are you and what is your relationship with Master Qin?"

The scholar knew that the young master of Qin was Qin Li.

He said, "I am his old friend."

The savage did not expect that the person he rescued was only given this answer. He was full of unhappiness and said, "You are the old friend of Qin Shao Shi? If he has too many old friends, what's the matter with him? It's better to answer honestly. If you make up half a word, I will make these words true!"

Luotuo scribe looked at the savage and looked distrustful.

The savage stood up: "If you are really a former friend of Young Master Qin, then you must know a general named Zhao. I will call him here. If you are like this, I will hide it. I will twist your head!"

As a result, the person who came was not Zhao Feng.

But a scholar who has no impression of the scribes of Luotuo.

The scribe's expression was also a little stinky.

The savage said embarrassedly: "General Zhao cannot be found for the time being."

He was so desperate that he didn't notice Cui Xiao was on the path, so he almost knocked the person away. When he came back to his senses, he found out that it was Cui Xiao. After realizing it, he realized that Cui Xiao was also a former friend of Master Qin, so he pulled him over to make up for the numbers. Cui Xiao rubbed his shoulders and pressed down the fire that kept coming out.

The savage asked, "Do you know each other?"

Cui Xiao nodded: "Meet."

Luotuo scribe shook his head: "I don't remember."

Cui Xiao's face turned black and the bottom of the pot was ashes, and he squeezed out a sentence from his back groove: "Don't you know Cui Shanxiao?"
To be continued...