Chapter 117 Ambush

"What's the matter?"

Although he was protected, Shan Xiaowu was still awakened by the violent shock. A thriller got up from his arms and rubbed his eyes in a daze and asked, "What's going on?"

"It's okay," he narrowed his eyes. While paying attention to the movement outside, he reached out and patted her on the head and pressed her back into his arms. "It's just a stone."

The sound of iron handover came from the door isolated by a cloth curtain, which was intermittent in the ears, mixed with large or small howls.

He frowned slightly, but he hugged Shan Xiaowu motionless, protected her under his wings without trace, and lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.

Shan Xiaowu secretly poked out his head from his arms and tried to stretch out his hand to lift the curtains to see what was going on outside. Don't tell her that it hit a stone - whose carriage will make so many follow-up noises when it hits the stone?

"Six-Six-"

As soon as my fingers reached the curtain, there was a sound of arrows flying by in my ear.

Shan Xiaowu only felt a flower in front of him. Before he could react, he had turned around and sat on the other side with her in his arms. At the same time, he stretched out his long arms and firmly grasped the two feather arrows that were about to be nailed into the carriage.

Shan Xiaowu looked at the feather arrow that was still trembling at the end. He didn't wait for her to ask, his eyes were cold. At the same time, he shook his backhand and threw the two purple poison arrows straight out of the window with irresistible force. The next second, two short and sharp screams came from outside.

A tooth for a tooth.

Shan Xiaowu looked at him in a daze. His mouth was wide as if he could stuff goose eggs. After a long time, he squeezed out two big words as shiny as neon lights in his mind - so handsome!

Strictly speaking, this is the first time she has seen Guibu li show her kung fu in front of her.

Because of the calmness of the wind and waves before, coupled with the thunder in front of him, he didn't have to take action at all. The only thing Shan Xiaowu knows is that her father-in-law is a superpower who can make ice out of thin air - now she can understand the rumors that her father-in-law is the first in martial arts.

Benlei was originally fighting with someone. The corner of his eyes aimed at someone shooting a cold arrow, but he was not in a hurry to stop it. Sure enough, he saw the arrow pressing the route when it came again in less than a second, and one side deeply penetrated the throat of the arrow shooter.

"Big boss, didn't you hurt your wife?"

Knowing that it was nonsense, Ben Lei couldn't help taking time to make fun of it. At the same time, the soft sword in his hand danced out cold sword flowers, knocking off one masked man after another.

"Come on, just let me move my muscles and bones."

He leaned his head to avoid the murderous hidden weapon, ran thunder and smiled, and leisurely blocked all the weapons that had been cut from the front. Then he lowered his lower body at a tricky angle and waved his wrists. The soft sword was like life, coiled into a ball around the neck of a masked man who was about to sneak attack, following him. With a pull, the man's head left his body in an instant, and black blood appeared one after another on his broken neck, like ink.

Is it actually a poisonous person?

Ben Lei shook off the blood on the sword's body with disgust. With the momentum of kicking the headless body away, he took two steps back. At the same time, he leaned one shoulder on the carriage and seemed to raise his hand quite seriously and nodded on the masked person who gradually surrounded him, and then touched the beard. The white scholar's face floated to watch the play. He smiled, "Big boss, it seems that you can't get out of it today. I can't cut so many heads alone."

At a glance, there are at least hundreds of people, and I don't know which idiot they are. They actually sent so many people to intercept them. Looking at the costumes, they know that they are not mountain thieves and bandits, but it seems to be some assassination sect - it's too tasteless to actually move the sea of tactics.

Ben Lei muttered unhappily in his heart. Although he is good at martial arts, he doesn't like a bunch of people to come over and stretch out their necks to let him cut - he will be exhausted.

The hand is not as hard as him. At least he only cuts one person at a time. He is a bunch of people who come to cut him in turn!

"Whew!"

The carriage did not respond to Ben Lei's words. On the contrary, Lang Xie, who was also woken up, shouted unhappily twice, flapping two small wings and flew out of the carriage. He squatted on his shoulder very skillfully, and grinned fiercely at the circle of people in black who dared to disturb him to sleep in front of him. The teeth screamed intimidatingly.

Ben Lei's ear was pierced by its sound comparable to that of ultrasound, and his backhand hit its head. "Don't scream, I'm deaf."

Of course, Lang Xie was not willing to be bullied by him. While his hand was not taken back, he immediately opened his mouth and seized the opportunity to bite fiercely, and his face was almost crooked.

However, one person and one dragon made trouble, but they did not forget their respective purposes. Benlei naturally waved a soft sword and was busy harvesting his neck. Lang Xie did not fall behind and flew up and down, leaving all kinds of bloody wounds on the masked people who dared to cross the thunder pool at a very high speed. After playing enough, he added a bite on his throat and sprayed at will. And the blood stained his beautiful silver scales with a dark red color, and he screamed excitedly.

"Gover-in-law," Shan Xiaowu listened to the continuous screams outside and looked up at the condensed face, but there was not much fear. "Is the enemy coming to the door?"

Gui Bili did not answer her directly, but just reached out and rubbed her long messy hair, which she didn't have time to comb because she just woke up, and asked in a low voice, "Are you afraid?"

Shan Xiaowu lowered his head and thought about it, and then shook his head. "If it's a person, he must be afraid. But with your father-in-law, as long as you are safe, I won't be afraid.

He was imprisoned in the dungeon by Xiao Tiancheng before. He was whipped and had a high fever, and he almost lost his life. Now that I have come back to life, I don't seem to feel much in the face of life and death. Anyway, that's the case. Everyone has to experience it. It's not enough to die early and die late. She has always been very open-minded.

With her own father-in-law, she is not afraid of anything.

A strange light flashed in his ink eyes. He held her in his arms, put his chin on top of her head, and his laughter was hoarse and low, "I will protect you."

Single Xiaowu returned to him with a super bear hug.

The sonorous sound outside suddenly stopped. Shan Xiaowu only heard Ben Lei and Lang Xie exclaiming at the same time, and his heart jumped. He thought that they had encountered something wrong, and immediately struggled and wanted to rush out.

Who would have thought that as soon as the curtain on the curtain was opened, the horse pulling the car suddenly hissed, as if it had been greatly frightened. It landed with its back foot, and its front hooves were dug twice in mid-air, broke free of the noose, rushed forward like crazy, and soon disappeared into the woods in front of it.

Without the horse's containment, the carriage inertia slid forward for a distance, and then a sudden dive, and most of the front end fell to the ground, forming a tilted appearance.

He took back Shan Xiaowu, who almost rolled out with the bedding pillow, in time, and locked it firmly in his arms.

Shan Xiaowu was shocked and wrapped his hands and feet around his body, like an octopus.

Just as I was about to ask about the situation outside, the carriage shook again. With a few dull impacts, the sunlight that had been shining through the window disappeared in an instant. The carriage was dark, as if something huge had wrapped them in it.

"Gong-in-law." Shan Xiaowu leaned against Gui's arms and suddenly tightened his hand holding his sleeve.

"Don't be afraid." He patted her on the back with comfort. Looking up and looking around, his fingertips touched the black object outside the window, and his eyebrows were cold.

"Big boss, madam!" Ben Lei looked at the carriage in which he was riding from the single Xiaowu. He was trapped by a huge cage composed of four iron plates falling from the sky, and his originally smiling face slowly became solemn.

The soft sword in his hand mercilessly cut the throats of the surrounding circle of masked people, but the person in front of him just lay down, and the person behind him was not afraid of death, again and again, as if it could never be killed.

No matter how good his temper is, he can't help but start to get anxious.

The sword body shook and knocked down the hidden weapon that hit his back continuously. He grited his teeth and roared, "Damn it! The timid rat generation is a waste who can only hide in the dark and put cold arrows. Come out for me!"

Not to mention that his roar is quite effective. Not only did the hidden weapon not appear again, but even the group of masked 'ducks' who gave their necks no longer gathered around, but they stood still like wooden people with dull eyes.

Lang Xie returned to Ben Lei's shoulder with blood all over his body. Everyone and one dragon stared at the left front. The middle-aged man who appeared a few feet behind the masked man with a pale and thin face.

The dark yellow dry hair was scattered, with a black blindfold in his left eye, and the other eye, his eyelids turned red, and his face was as pale as a ghost. The shabby blue robe on his body was worn on him, just like wearing a big cloth bag, and the wind kept shaking.

He held a strange-shaped thing in his hand. From a distance, it looked like a rectangular sieve made of wood. He walked up and down, but it turned out to be lame.

With his appearance, the masked people who had surrounded them like a tide all lowered their heads, retreated behind him neatly and regularly, and stood silently.

"The one-eyed monster?"

Benlei has been walking in the world all year round, and people have heard about it.

It is said that this person was thrown into the door of the poisonous saint when he was young. Later, he was expelled from the teacher because he loved to kill innocent people indiscriminately and experimented with living people. After that, the more crazy he was, not only entangled with the demonic master's evil, but also robbed the poisonous saint for many years. He even set up his own school, claiming to be a one-eyed saint, and arrested hundreds of people, controlled their minds with drugs, so that they were willing to worship their own door, and then let them work for themselves.

Anyone who is controlled by him will lose himself, heartless and painless. Even the sea of knives and fire dare to rush in without blinking.

What's more disgusting is that the one-eyed monster also feeds people under his control poison, on the one hand, to control them more conveniently, and on the other hand, treat them as time bombs.

As long as the target he is to protect himself and injure the poisonous person, the poisonous person's blood comes into contact with any wound on his body, and the drug spreads and handover, it is easy to catch his way. In mildly, he is unconscious, and in severe, his life is difficult to protect.

Thinking of this, Ben Lei suddenly turned his head and looked at Lang Xie, who was covered with blood but still energetic, and all kinds of entangled why it had not fallen down.

"Gaga... There are not many people who can recognize my one-eyed saint," just as Ben Lei was thinking about himself, the one-eyed old monster stopped a few steps away in front of them, and his turbid eyes looked up and down at Ben Lei. "The one inside is the owner of Xiaoyao Island, so you should also be from Xiaoyao Island. ...Let me guess, are you Ben Lei, the master of Thunder Hall?"

His voice is hoarse and thin, as harsh as a sharp object scratching the metal surface.

"..."

Ben Lei looked at him coldly and didn't reply.

The one-eyed old monster had a strange smile and was not annoyed. He turned his head and saw the Lang Xie on Ben Lei's shoulder, but his turbid old eyes suddenly lit up.