Chapter 6 The same fugitive at the end of the world

"Didn't you say you knew the way?"

"I know."

"So, Miss Iwari, please tell me where we are now?"

"I don't know!"

"Then how dare you say that you know the way!"

"I naturally know the road when I see it, but there is no road here! Why did you take me to such a place! Did you do it on purpose? Humph, I knew that you still don't want to take me to Kyoto. You just want to find a police station nearby and leave me alone!"

"..."

"Why don't you talk?"

"I have nothing to say."

"Oh, oh, I was told that I was thinking in the center, and I didn't dare to speak."

"Who said I was guilty? The man said a word, and it's hard to catch up. Since I promised to send you back to Kyoto, I will definitely do it. But don't you want to think about it again? Do you think you really have the ability to deal with those cadres of the Golden Flower Club? It seems that you have to pay attention to your strength to inherit your father's career!"

"How many times have I told you that I am the representative of strength. As long as there is another person in our Yanli family, the Golden Flower Club can only be controlled by the people of our Yanli family!"

"Well, you really have confidence!"

"This was laid by several generations of our Yanli family with life and blood!"

"Let's find the way first..."

It was midnight. The dense jungle was dark and quiet, and the sound of insects was endless. The occasional resting beasts were startled and run around by two humans passing by, triggering a small **.

Yong Bowen is completely lost. After leading Mayang in Yanli to the dense forest for more than an hour, I have seen the blazing fire in the old house in Buli. It is full of forests. It seems that it has never been developed. There are many towering ancient trees hugged by several people. I think it has entered the deep mountains and old forest. Fortunately, Yong Bowen can still jump to the tip of the tree to identify the direction, and finally can distinguish between southeast and northwest. According to Mayang Yanli, Kyoto should be in the north, so he groped to walk towards the north. The more confused he walked, the more desolate he became, and the more primitive he became. This made Yong Bowen finally realize that although the straight distance between the two points is the shortest, it is obviously not the best choice to walk. According to this way, they don't wait to walk out of the primitive forest. Two out of ten or nine people are going to starve to death here first.

Jumping up the branches again and looking around. As far as I can see, the mountains are dark, and occasionally birds are shocked. It's really desolate and deserted. Suddenly, it reminds Yong Bowen of an American low-cost horror movie he has seen before. The hero and heroine and a group of cannon fodder destined to be killed are in such a primitive forest. After the monster chased and killed until everyone died, the hero suddenly broke out of the small universe, killed the incomparable monster, and got the heroine by the way. His scene at this moment seems to be thousands of miles away from the movie, throwing away similar keywords such as escape, primitive forest, chasing and so on. There is only one awkward little Lori around him, and there is no sexy beauty suitable for the heroine of the vase. Unnaturally, he remembered the little beauty who once had a spring breeze in the Yanli family. In that kind of killing, he was afraid that it would be difficult to survive, and it was more likely to suffer the fate that almost happened in Yanli Mayang before. What a pity.

"Hey, did you see anything?"

Yanli Mayang shouted impatiently and interrupted Yong Bowen's wild thoughts.

What a nasty kid. Yong Bowen sighed, fell back to the ground, and shook his head and said, "I can't see anything. Let's take a break here tonight. Let's wait until dawn. Maybe there is anything else to find."

Iwary Mayang said angrily, "At this time, it's time to race against time. How can I waste time here? If I return to Kyoto as soon as possible, I can organize a counterattack earlier and give good care to those enemies. I don't want to wait here! Aren't you a mage? There should be a lot of wonderful spells. Why don't you send me to Kyoto with a teleportation array?

"Uh... I'm an oriental wizard, not a Western magician. I can't transmit arrays."

"The mage in the East is even better. Can you fly with a sword? Can you fly through the clouds? Not even? So what kind of mage are you?"

"Those are just legends, no one can really..."

After only saying half a sentence, Yong Bowen suddenly fell in a trance, and the delicate figure flying with the sword flashed in front of his eyes. I wonder how she is now? Suddenly, he was a little depressed and sighed, "Maybe someone can do it, but I can't. I can only catch ghosts, exorcise evil spirits and so on. I'm not even good at fighting, not to mention such a profound thing as the sword flying clouds and fog."

Yanli Mayang said angrily, "It turned out to be a mage with a half-bottle of water."

Yong Bowen is very unhappy, but he can't really care about a little girl. He wants to take out the badge around him to show off, but considering the reality that the Iwary family is in a hostile state with the Japanese Mage Association, naturally he can't take it out and make trouble.

Now, Yong Bowen's idea is very simple. Get out of the forest as soon as possible, send this annoying little Lori away, and then go straight to Tokyo, where he waits to meet with Yu Chunbing. He can leisurely go back to China to find Ai Liyun. As for the bad thing in Japan, it has nothing to do with a Chinese. He doesn't If you want to manage it, you can't control it.

This idea is very good, but it still goes back to the problem that cannot be avoided at present. Where should I go?

"I've decided." Yong Bowen said and sat on the ground, "Wait until dawn. If you want to leave, go by yourself!"

Yanli Mayang stared at Yong Bowen angrily, his little face turned red, and finally said a sentence: "Mom is right. There is no reliable man! I'll go by myself. I don't need you to send it!" As soon as he shook his sleeves, he walked deep into the dense forest.

"Let's see how long you can walk."

Yong Bowen simply chose a flat place to lie down and quietly waited for Yanli Mayang to come back. He just cast a follower on Yanli Mayang, but he is not worried about losing people. He just wants to teach Yanli Mayang a lesson and let her accept his arrangement obediently next.

After about three or five minutes, there was a sudden scream in the depths of the dense forest. The sound was the rock Mayang, who had not yet gone far. Obviously, he was frightened and couldn't help making a sound.

"It's starting." Yong Bowen thought proudly, "I don't know if I've met a mouse or a bug, a little girl, hum..." But he immediately realized that something was wrong.

The scream of Yanli Mayang stopped abruptly, as if it had been cut from the middle of the scissors, so that the scream didn't even have time to make an ending, only half a sound.

Yong Bowen jumped up with a carp and chased in the direction of Yanli Mayang's scream. With his skills, Yanli Mayang walked for three or five minutes, which was just a short moment. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with Yanli Mayang.

To be precise, it was he who saw Ma Yang Iwuli being held hostage by a tall shadow.

The man stood in the dark and couldn't see his appearance clearly. Judging from his appearance alone, this should be a very strong guy, and his whole body exuded a dangerous atmosphere, as if he were a beast that was only ready to go. With a slight touch, it would hurt people. Mayang Yanli was being held under his ribs by the man. He didn't move, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

As soon as Yong Bowen rushed out, the man suddenly rose up and punched Yong Bowen to the door. When the two found each other, they were at least 20 or 30 meters apart from each other, but as soon as the man punched out, his fist reached Yong Bowen's eyes the next moment. The speed was so fast that it was unbelievable. The fist wind came to his face, which made Yong Bowen's eyes tingling. He immediately folded his upper body back and dodged the punch. At this time, he still maintained a forward posture. The punch almost hit the tip of his nose, and he raised his leg to the man's crotch without thinking. The man turned his body and dodged Yong Bowen's kick. He raised his empty fist and hit it with his elbow. The target was still Yong Bowen's face. Yong Bowen began to meditate the five-thunder curse at the first sight of the man. At this time, he just finished reading it and raised his hand to shoot out the thunder. This was unexpected. He threw away the rock Mayang, imprinted with both hands, shouted "fighting", pressed down against the thunder, and then heard a roar, the wind was strong, and the sand and gravel rolled back, as if a smoke bomb had exploded on the spot. Yong Bowen took this opportunity to grab Yanli Mayang with his backhand, took the opportunity to rush out, and ran away.

This reversal is complicated. In fact, the whole process is only a short moment. If there are bystanders watching from the side, all they can see is that Yong Bowen suddenly rushes out of the dense forest. The black shadow is greeted up with Mayang in the rock. At the staggered mouth, the black shadow suddenly throws Mayang in the rock, and the electric light flashes and bursts into a mass of mud. Dust, the two continued to move forward in the direction of rushing out. Yong Bowen stretched out his hand and grabbed the rock Mayang, which was thrown in the air. It seems that the whole process seems to have been discussed and exchanged Yanli Mao.

That's all.

"Damn, the years are unfavorable. The house leaks in the rain all night. Unexpectedly, I met the monk of Zhenyan Sect. It's better to escape quickly."

As soon as Yong Bowen heard the truth and looked at the fingerprints, he knew that the other party was a master of Dongmi. He just thought that he had met a monk who came to catch him. How dare he dared to stay and ran away with Yanli Mayang.

Yanli Mayang suddenly shouted, "Master Xinju, I'm Yanli Mayang, Yanli Mayang of the Golden Flower Club."

Just now, she didn't move. Yong Bowen thought she was stunned. At this moment, she suddenly made a sound, which shocked the Great Heavenly Master. However, the sentence of Yanli Mayang was in Japanese. Yong Bowen didn't know what she was shouting. He thought it was too frightened. She called for help there, but she didn't take it seriously. She was angry and her legs were more Jin, you have to use the secret method of escaping from the heavenly master.

But before his legs exerted strength, he heard a rather angry scream from behind him, followed by the sound of the wind, but it was the Zhenyan monk who chased him and fought.

Yong Bowen was furious. He said to himself that I couldn't beat the eight-leaf dead wood and I couldn't beat you. I immediately turned around, but I saw a dark shadow in the air rushing down like an eagle fighting rabbit with the wind, and his hands twisted. It was the tantric truth fingerprints. He sneered and pulled out the long sword on his back. This is Use the eight broken magic swords and use this tantric swordsman to cut down the tantric disciple.

Yanli Mayang roared again, but this time it was authentic Chinese: "My own people, don't hit!"

Damn it, will I be my own person with the bald donkey of Zhenyan Sect?

Yong Bowen just didn't think he didn't hear it. He shouted, sat down and lowered his waist, and stabbed a sword diagonally upwards. It was the most suitable flame-breaking sword to hit the air with the ground. This Flame Demon Lord is another name for the Great Weide King. The Sanskrit name is Yan Mandega. It is the King Kong guarding the West. It has six arms, six heads and six feet, and has great power, which can break all magic barriers and destroy all poisonous dragons. This sword stabbed out and turned into six swords in mid-air, stabbing from six directions, just like a big hole full of sharp blades on the ground. When the enemy in the air fell, it was stabbed into a sieve.

A sword was stabbed out, but it failed.

It turned out that the monk of Zhenyan Sect heard the roar of Yanli Mayang and really believed it. He immediately took his fingerprints and turned back with him, but happened to dodged the sword of Yong Bowen.

The fallen sword rushed straight for half a day, and it seemed to roll up a tornado on the ground and roared away. Wherever it passed, the branches were broken, the green leaves were crushed, and the broken branches and broken leaves flew wildly with the strength of the sword, breaking through the upper layers of branches and blocked, and went straight up to the starry sky. From a distance, it was really as if a green dragon flying out of the vast forest sea.

"The eight swords of breaking demons turned out to be the benefactor!"

The dark shadow was a person who knew the goods. He shouted well, and then saluted and said, "Lord Yong, the poor monk's new house in Youzheng. It's polite!"

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I worked overtime again, and I couldn't update it yesterday...