Chapter 014 Inexplicable

It turned out that the black-robed monk in the fight finally caught Feng Xiaobing with a flaw, a close swirling, and circled behind Feng Xiaobing and punched out.

"Pang~", the flashing green fist was hitting Feng Xiaobing in the back and stamming him, while Feng Xiaobing didn't look at the backhand. The black-robed monk was also caught off guard and could avoid the key point, but he was broken by the thin blade and scratched his chest.

The robe was cut into a palm-length gap, which should have been slightly injured, but because of the black robe, the injury could not be seen clearly.

Feng Xiaobing suppressed the blood that almost spewed out of his mouth, turned around and was on guard. At the same time, he secretly adjusted his breath and recovered his internal injury.

The black-robed monk also stopped attacking, looked down at the wound on his chest, raised his head, and anger appeared in his eyes.

The right hand is on the left ring, and a one-handed sword appears in the hand. The sword is long, the body of the sword is slightly wider, the hilt is gorgeous, and the tail of the handle is also equipped with a strange hollow ball cover.

With the sword, the black-robed monk dragged the tip of the sword back, and rushed forward and rushed to Feng Xiaobing.

Feng Xiaobing gritted his teeth and raised a watermelon knife to greet him.

But at this time, in my mind, the dream shouted: "No! There is something wrong with his sword. Get out of the way~~"

At this time, the two sides had rushed together. The black-robed monk swept quickly, and the light flashed suddenly in the hollow of the tail of the long sword.

The reminder of the dream still played a role. Feng Xiaobing did not take a hard blow to hurt the enemy as he planned at the beginning, but turned to block the watermelon knife on his side.

With the strange light of the tail of the sword, the black-robed monk's long sword suddenly flashed when it was connected with Feng Xiaobing's knife.

With a muffled hum, Feng Xiaobing was like being hit by a huge hammer, his mouth was sprayed with blood, and his body was like a broken kite flying two or three meters high. The crowd who exceeded the onlookers was falling next to the carriage and bounced, but he didn't know whether it was dead or dead.

The black-robed monk made a real fire. A young man without a body can actually hurt himself and force himself to use a weapon inlaid with a demon core. It's really humiliating.

Rudely separating the crowd, the black-robed monk strode towards Feng Xiaobing.

The carriage first opened a trace of curtains and fell, but a low voice came out, "Seven Elders, save him."

The old man who was driving was stunned, and then jumped out of the car happily, as if he had found something interesting.

The black-robed monk saw a flower in front of him and quickly stopped, but saw an old man with white hair blocking in front of him.

"Let's get out of the way, old man, don't you want to live? How dare you prevent the church from removing heretical demons, get out of the way! Otherwise, you will cover up the aliens," the black-robed monk shouted angrily.

The old man stared and shouted strangely, "Oh, the little guy's hat is fast, fast, accurate and fierce. It's good, but I don't know if your skills are so sharp. Don't just talk or not, haha." The old man seemed to be not afraid at all, afraid of provocatives in the world.

The black-robed monk's lungs were so angry that he was ashamed of the stinky boy today. Now a half-dead old man doesn't pay attention to himself. How can the master of the church have suffered from this kind of birdie. As soon as the sword in his hand tightened, he was ready to do it.

At this time, Saki Baipao, Xiaobai and others have also run over. When Xiaobai saw the miserable Feng Xiaobing, he screamed, rushed to his side and checked nervously.

Saki saw that his men were about to take action against the old man, but the old man looked at the black robe with his waist, as if he were playing a game, and did not have the consciousness to die at all.

Saki felt strange. He looked at the old man and the carriage carefully. When he saw a purple trumpet-shaped flower decorated on the high lamppost on the carriage, his face suddenly changed greatly. An arrow rushed forward and pressed the hand holding the sword in the black robe.

The black robe was about to do it, but its hand sank. It turned out that the boss stopped him and called out, "Brother Saki, this man doesn't pay attention to us at all. Let me teach them a good lesson."

"Pup~", the black robe wiped the bright red palm print on his face and was stunned, but he heard Saki drink: "Presumptuous, bastard, don't brighten your dog's eyes, you don't know what to live or die." With that, Saki motioned the black robe to look at the top of the carriage.

After the black robe saw the decoration, his face changed greatly, and the big beads of sweat immediately covered his forehead, "plop~", with a sound, under the stunned gaze of the crowd, he actually knelt down in front of the carriage.

The old man was stunned, then reacted, looked at the logo on the front of the car, and shouted, "Oh, it's not funny, it's not funny, white robe boy, you can't come here later, so that I can't play, or you can play with me, hey hey, you are a little white robe, more fun than him."

This time, it's Saki's turn and other black robes to sweat, small, small white robes? The whole church, no, how many white robes are there in the whole continent, a thousand? Two thousand? On a continent with a total population of nearly 100 million, this is definitely a very rare existence. You know, this is almost a world of national cultivation.

Saki didn't know how to answer. The old man in front of him became unfathomable in his eyes, and he didn't dare to look directly at the other party. He looked down unnaturally, but he happened to see the breeze blowing the corner of the old man's clothes, and a purple pattern logo as on the lamppost flashed from the inner robe.

Saki almost fainted, and his mouth seemed to become dry. He swallowed his saliva with difficulty and muttered, "Purple... Purple..." But he didn't say anything for a long time.

The old man felt keen, and then found that the other party had recognized his identity. He shouted angrily, "It's not funny, it's not funny. Next time I come out naked, you can still recognize me. Humph~, by the way, you can't move this boy. Don't ask why. I'm also following orders. You can do it." After that, He jumped into the carriage, the whip waved, and the carriage went away.

In place, leaving a group of unknown people, and Saki in a white robe who was still swallowing saliva.

After a while, Feng Xiaobing woke up with an "oops~", but found himself lying in Xiaobai's arms. Looking at Xiaobai's tearful eyes, Feng Xiaobing smiled shyly: "Hey, Xiaobai, let you worry. My brother hasn't hit anyone once. It's over. You go. My brother will go with them, no. No Something will happen. In the future, don't take everything on yourself, learn to protect yourself."

The tears in Xiaobai's eyes stayed and said, "I don't care, boss. I'll accompany you wherever you go. If you want to die, let's die together. Anyway, I've had enough of such a life."

With that, Xiaobai grabbed Feng Xiaobing's watermelon knife and stared at the people around the church angrily. There was no hope of resistance, but the weak could still defend the dignity of their lives.

The people around him looked at them silently and were impressed by Feng Xiaobing's spirit of daring to resist knowing the disparity in strength. At the same time, he was also shocked by his tenacious vitality like a cockroach.

The people who formed a team with Feng Xiaobing were also moved by the true feelings of the two. However, if they want to fight against a team of church masters in the white robe leader, everyone at the scene may not be able to add up. What's more, there is the terrible church force behind them. They don't want to die for two ordinary people. This society is like this.

Saki, who had just come to his senses, was a little uncertain at this time. The task given by Father Rooney could not be completed. Although the old man left a word and said nothing else, what the old man said must not be disobeyed. If he can't move, he must not move. In this case, it can only be regarded as no hair. I have been born.

Saki, who made up his mind, waved his hand and turned away with the crowd.

Everyone didn't understand what was going on, and it was over.

Xiaobai looked at the departing church monk stupidly. His hand was soft, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a bang. It is two different things to have the courage to face death and the instinctive reaction of the body in the face of death.

The leader came over and squatted down to look at Feng Xiaobing and said, "Well, you have joined us. We should help you. However, it's not that we don't want to help you, but... It's..."

Feng Xiaobing lay in Xiaobai's arms and worked hard to recover the wrong muscles and bones. He checked his injury and said, "It doesn't matter. I understand. If it were me, I might have run away by myself. It's good for you to wait to collect the body for us, hehe." Feng Xiaobing didn't mind. If he was the leader and let himself take eight lives on his side for two strangers, he would not do it himself, which would be really stupid. The story of sacrificing one's life is also because there is at least hope that you can give up yourself and save the other party.

The leader laughed awkwardly, and then said, "I think you are seriously injured. Or, let's go to the jungle first, and you two brothers will go back to recover." It's not just a light injury. It's really a miracle to be alive. The kind of high-level physical practitioners who have been increased hard, and if they were the leader himself, they would also die.

"It's okay, I'm fine. We can go with you," Feng Xiaobing said, jokingly. He and Xiao Bai are penniless. If he doesn't go home in the jungle, he can't go hungry.

With that, Feng Xiaobing struggled to stand up with the help of Xiaobai. It seemed that he had recovered. Everyone was surprised.

The reminder of the dream still played a great role. The knife blocked by Feng Xiaobing's side played a role in dispersing the attack power. Although it seemed to have been beaten miserably, not even a big bone was broken. The dislocation of bones and internal injuries caused by shocks have almost recovered after this time.

The sudden event was solved inexplicably, and everyone gradually dispersed. Although this time the matter was relatively strange, these adventurers often saw similar fights. Dead people were commonplace, so they didn't pay attention to it. They don't know what happened to the strange behavior of those people in the church, and there is no way to know.

Xiaobai helped Feng Xiaobing, who was still a little inconvenient, follow his team out of the battle. This incident greatly enhanced the relationship between the two, as if there was an emotional bond between them, facing death together, and making them become real brothers of life-and-death friends.

At first, he also took care of Feng Xiaobing's body, and the leader who deliberately controlled the speed was more and more surprised.

At first, Feng Xiaobing could only try to keep up with Xiaobai's help, but the more he walked, the lighter he became. He didn't walk a few miles away, and he could walk quickly without Xiao Bai's help.

The team leader couldn't help but look at Feng Xiaobing again in his heart, and then he accelerated and delayed for a long time. They needed to quickly enter the jungle. Their team was not strong enough, and they needed more time to familiarize themselves with the jungle environment.

After walking more than ten miles, you have reached the periphery of the jungle. Going forward, you will enter the mysterious Nanping jungle. There are many low-level monsters living on the periphery of the jungle, which is an ideal place for the first buddies in the world.