Wu Yonglin thought Yin Lengshuang was just talking angry. When Wu Yonglin accompanied Zhuge Wolong to survey the terrain around him, the angry Yin Lengshuang indeed disappeared from under her nose with Ruolan and Xiao Hei.

Yue Ling'er was already so anxious that her eyes were swollen. Xiaodao next to her kept crying and shouting for her sister. After Xiaodao, who was almost inseparable from Ruolan, suddenly lost his companion, his life suddenly became uneasy. Isn't Wu Yonglin's mood at this moment? There are so many bandits around him who are thinking about them. Yesterday's wave of thieves who were swallowed by Xiao Hei was the best proof. The temptation of money for the iron shell gunpowder bullet in Wu Yonglin's hand has long surpassed the deterrence of gunpowder bullets. There are definitely many thieves with a lucky mentality.

No matter how fierce the wolf is away from the pack of wolves, what will happen when facing a beast-like enemy? Wu Yonglin dared not guess, nor dared to think about it.

Looking at the miasma forest that was deserted in the vast field of vision, Wu Yonglin stomped his feet in a hurry: "It's all my mother, and I'm still so ignorant, have I found out? Which direction did they go?"

"Why do I come and tell the truth?"

"I'm counting your sister."

After being scolded by Wu Yonglin loudly, Zhuge Wolong blushed directly. A pile of tortoise pieces that were originally taken out of his arms fell to the ground and broke. Zhuge Wolong murmured to himself: "This hexagram has ominous signs, but from the hexagram, they are walking eastward, and there may be blood disasters."

After hearing this, Wu Yonglin rushed out with a wave-breaking sword. At this moment, he was like a running leopard walking between the rocky forests. The surrounding thorns cut several bleeding holes on his body. He still rushed forward without realizing it. After running in the dense forest for more than half an hour, a piece of silk cloth that seemed to have been torn off was randomly discarded in the grass on the roadside. Wu Yonglin remembered that this was a headscarf that helped Ruolan pick up her head to prevent her from being bitten by various poisonous insects flying out of the miasma forest. Wu Yonglin, who was originally running around like a headless fly, found a glimmer of hope, grabbed the broken silk cloth tightly in his hand and began to run wildly again.

After climbing over a mountain, there was a path that winded from high to low to far behind the mountain. Wu Yonglin soon found some clues in the path. The pair of shoes Ruolan passed were randomly discarded on the side, covered with mud, and there were even traces of being stepped on by something. The messy road was mixed with some people's footprints and horseshoe prints. Occasionally, some scattered arrows could be found in the grass. Wu Yonglin was afraid that Ruolan and Yin Lengshuang would be humiliated after being caught, so he picked up the lost shoe of his daughter from the ground and rushed out lightly like a swallow.

After about half a stick of incense left, Wu Yonglin soon heard the sound of chopping wood in the surrounding mountains and forests. Several strong men were cursing and cursing. During this period, various thorny forests were everywhere around. Wu Yonglin hid in it, eavesdropping on the conversations of these people.

"This stinky girl, I will catch her later and I will let her see the greatness of the uncle."

"This is the first time I have seen such a big snake around her. When the dog and the badger were dragged into the woods, I thought it was a big worm. I didn't yell before the badger died. I really don't know how we died?"

"Did you say the torch in front of you faint? What if that hole opens to another place?"

A black shadow rushed out with a sudden sound. With a flash of white light, a man's head rolled down the slope. The unexpected thieves had not had time to escape in all directions. The three thieves died again under Wu Yonglin's breaking sword.

"Good man, please spare me."

"Take me to the place where you set fire."

"I'll take my grandfather here now, and I hope my grandfather will spare my life."

When Wu Yonglin saw a cave that was still emitting thick smoke and was already burned to the bare ground, several scar-faced men were still adding firewood to the entrance of the cave. After Wu Yonglin, who was angry, solved the person leading the way with a knife, rushed towards the people with a quick whimper. The broken wave sword in his hand made a whimpering sound of sipping blood.

After a scarfaced man who had just added a handful of firewood to the entrance of the cave was cut into two pieces from the waist-length position, only a few scarfaced men were left around him. Only then did he realize that the enemy was approaching.

When the four scar-faced men holding big axes, stone hammers, machetes, and iron maces were rushing towards Wu Yonglin with their weapons in their hands, the angry Wu Yonglin had never thought of giving the other party any way to live. Wu Yonglin, who was as powerful as a wind, moved around and swam like a frightening fog between the gaps exposed by the four people. The man holding big axes was cut off by him, and Wu Yonglin used his feet to stir up his head and gave it to him.

Seeing a man being easily beheaded, the remaining three people lined up in a line and never dared to rush up again. Wu Yonglin just sneered, lifted the big axe with blood from beside him and rushed towards the other party, and his body rushed over like lightning.

The intersecting weapons were heard one after another, but there were always waves of wailings here. The angle of Wu Yonglin's sword changed the previous fatal move at this moment. The original goal was to directly attack the opponent's goal. The sword quietly changed due to the tight defense of the three of them. With one hook and one pick, several broken fingers were chopped down between wind and thunder. The three scar-faced men who had lost the ability to hold the weapon were watched in horror as a white light flashed in front of them, and then turned into three cold corpses again.

Wu Yonglin, who was crying, used a wave-breaking knife to push the firewood at the entrance of the hole, and used a wooden stick as thick as an arm to extinguish the burning flames as burning as possible, and rushed into the hole.

After a thick smoke was sucked into Wu Yonglin's nasal cavity, the spicy and pungent smell made Wu Yonglin almost faint. Wu Yonglin, who had not taken a few steps, immediately retreated. With tears in his eyes, he looked at a river almost several miles away. Wu Yonglin hurriedly pulled off a piece of rag from his body, rubbed it into a lump and placed it under his crotch.

The more anxious the person was, the less he could not urinate. Looking at the corpses around him that were still gushing with blood, Wu Yonglin used the rag to suck enough scarlet blood with the remaining warmth, and then closed the blood cloth with his eyes and rushed in again.
Chapter completed!