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Chapter 33 Gravedigger sneak attack

Zhang Yiyan was carrying a small cloth bag and walking in front. It was obviously a dark mountain road, but he was walking smoothly without even turning on his flashlight.

She tilted her head slightly and realized that Yan Junge hadn't caught up yet. She sighed and waited for a few minutes before stretching out her right hand and saying, "Don't fall behind."

Yan Junge was stunned for a moment, then put his hand up. He actually waited for him and even took him away. It seemed that the relationship between the two was gradually becoming harmonious.

He shook his head and followed closely.

"Your hands seem a little cold. Do you want to put on some extra clothes?"

"In a word, it's so dark today and you can still walk so fast. You have practiced."

"You walked so fast and already knew where the body was?"

Zhang Yiyan rolled his eyes silently in front, "I'm not cold. I've practiced, so I don't know."

"Do you know why you still need to look for it?"

",,,,well, what you said makes sense."

The two walked for more than 20 minutes, finally stopped, let go of Yan Junge's hand, and looked up at the sky and the weather.

He jumped onto a stone about one meter high and looked at the terrain. The location was favorable.

Very good, it's time to find the body.

He jumped off the stone, opened the cloth bag, took out the command flag and red rope inside, and placed the formation on the ground. "Don't disturb me. I will call you when I need you."

"Okay." I originally wanted to come over to help but now I can only walk away silently.

Zhang Yiyan quickly set up a search array, then took out a paper figure and placed it in the array, making seals with his fingers and chanting a spell.

A gust of cold wind blew by, a command flag moved, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and he recited the spell faster and faster.

The paper man, who was lying on the ground, suddenly became spiritual. He stood up shakily, turned around three times on the ground, and then walked in one direction.

The index and middle fingers of the right hand were pressed together, golden light overflowed from the fingertips, and he pointed hard, "Go."

The golden light seemed to have substance. It hit a command flag, and then the golden light quickly disappeared into the void.

The flag flipped around in the air and shot straight into the distance. Zhang Yiyan looked at the direction of the flight and said loudly, "Let's go."

Yan Junge had been watching not far away, feeling very surprised. No wonder he didn't let Wang Tao follow. No one would believe him if he told him.

After hearing his words, I collected my thoughts and ran after him.

Finally, the flag fell to the ground and stuck straight into the ground. Zhang Yiyan pointed, "Make a mark here."

"That's it?"

Yan Junge touched his pocket but couldn't find anything suitable. Then he saw Zhang Yiyan and seemed to roll his eyes.

Are you rolling your eyes at someone who is so calm, self-possessed and somewhat elegant? ? Believe it or not.

Then Zhang Yiyan took out a bottle of unknown liquid from his pocket, dropped it on a stone, and then took away the flag.

"Let's go."

After putting away the things in the magic circle, the two began to walk back. This time Zhang Yiyan walked behind him without holding him, and they were four or five meters apart.

The accident happened suddenly. By the time Yan Junge reacted, he had been knocked to the ground and was thrown to pieces.

Zhang Yiyan had just used his mental power to search the corpse. He was regulating his inner breath at this time, but he didn't want to be taken advantage of.

Looking at Yan Junge who was thrown away, his eyes were cold.

He was able to do it without even realizing it.

Can not be underestimated.

Mobilizing his mental strength, he took a few steps forward and stood in front of Yan Junge, "You are no match for him, stay back."

Yan Junge had already reacted, but his body was a bit unresponsive, and he could only make a sound from his throat, which was considered a response.

Then Zhang Yiyan looked at the man and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

His eyes are slightly narrowed, who is the man wearing a black mask with gold patterns in front of him?

"Gravedigger."

Zhang Yiyan saw from the corner of his eye that Yan Junge had stood up, and then he looked at the person opposite with a smile, "Did you dig it for yourself?"

Seeing the opportunity, Zhang Yiyan suddenly rushed out, punched his face with his front hand, kicked back with his back fist, whipped his kick high, and swept his back leg high. Zhang Yiyan was extremely fast and powerful, and the Gravedigger kept blocking and retreating.

"Interesting." The gravedigger waved his hand and said with a sinister smile.

The hand knife cut off the neck, crossed the hand and hit the chest. The gravedigger dodged the first blow but failed to dodge the second blow, which hit him in the chest. Zhang Yiyan then swept with his back foot and lifted the person up and smashed him to the ground.

The gravedigger bent his arms and turned around, then knelt on one knee. He paused for a few seconds, stood up in a slightly embarrassed manner, patted his chest, and smiled more ferociously, "It's really interesting."

The gravedigger's eyes flashed, he jumped up and kicked, turned around and swung back, Zhang Yiyan quickly dodged, looking at the small tree that was broken by the kick, a murderous look flashed in his eyes.

Kicking with the front leg, turning around, kicking with the back leg, and a series of attacks, the Gravedigger's attacks became more and more fierce.

When Zhang Yiyan kept cutting off and fighting back, the gravedigger suddenly made a feint, spilled a handful of sand in his hand, and then flew towards Yan Junge.

Zhang Yiyan was startled, and immediately made a move, stepped forward with force, flew forward, pushed Yan Junge away with his right hand, and struck with his right shoulder and crotch.

As if he heard the sound of bones dislocating, Zhang Yiyan gritted his teeth and rolled around on the ground twice while holding Yan Junge.

Kneel down on one knee, steady your body, and raise your left hand to block Yan Junge's body. His right shoulder can no longer move.

Yan Junge is not a cultivator, so if he is hit hard by this, I am afraid he will have to explain it here.

At this time, Zhang Yiyan was in a very embarrassed state. The rope tying his hair was broken at some point, and his long hair was spread out. His eyes were injured by the sand and could only be closed.

He tilted his head slightly, listening to the movements of the gravedigger, and always paying attention to Yan Junge's situation.

"Yan Junge, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, just tell me..." Seeing Zhang Yiyan take a beating for him, his pupils trembled suddenly.

"Yan Junge, come here."

Zhang Yiyan whispered a few words, and Yan Junge immediately understood. He half-hugged him from behind to stabilize his body, gently held his left hand with his left hand, removed the red rope from his wrist, and held it tightly in his hand.

Reciting the dharma in his mouth, the rope was dyed with golden light. The more he recited the dharma, the faster and faster the rope suddenly became several feet long. Yan Junge saw the right moment and swung it violently, whipping the rope on the gravedigger's chest.

There was only a crack of the whip followed by the grunt of the gravedigger. The gravedigger fell to the ground and quickly got up.

Seeing that this method was effective, Yan Junge slapped the whip twice more. The gravedigger rolled over in embarrassment and retreated continuously.

Jumping out of the attack range, the gravedigger clutched his chest and bared his teeth, "We'll see."

After saying that, he turned around and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

The next moment, the golden light of the magic rope dissipated and shrunk back to the size of a hand rope. Yan Junge ignored his surprise and helped Zhang Yiyan sit down.

Find your phone and turn on the flashlight, illuminating Zhang Yiyan's face.

Her long hair was fluttering, her smooth and white face was now covered in dust, her eyes were tightly closed, and her lips were pale. The whole person looked very fragile and brittle.

I was so useless that I had harmed him like this.

Only then did he notice that he had kept his eyes closed, "Yiyan, your eyes? Are you injured?"

Zhang Yiyan covered his eyes with his left hand, indignant in his heart. Just as he was about to speak, he vomited a mouthful of black blood.

In Yan Junge's exclamation, his head weakly hit his shoulder, his body went limp and he fainted.

Holding his limp body, palms against his chest, it seemed as if he could no longer feel his heartbeat.

Yan Junge touched the tip of his nose with shaking fingers.

Out of breath! ! !

Calm down, calm down, CPR, artificial respiration.

He held the man's back and put him flat on the ground. He didn't know if his bones were injured or if they broke and punctured his internal organs.

Thinking of this, I wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gently pinched his nose, leaned down, blew mouth to mouth.

By the third time, Zhang Yiyan raised his left hand to touch his cheek, which was leaning towards him again, but his eyes were always closed.

Yan Junge's voice was trembling with excitement, "Yiyan, it's great that you're awake."

"I'll call someone over right away."

"and many more!"

Zhang Yiyan sat up suddenly and said, "Ahem," and couldn't help but cough up a few drops of blood. Yan Junge became even more panicked, "You have internal injuries, don't move."

Shaking his head slightly, he raised his hands to cover his eyes, feeling that the mental energy he had just lost was now very abundant.

Why is this happening? Could it be because he just transferred his energy to me, and the Yang energy from his pure Yang body was good for me?

No longer thinking about it, immediately mobilize the spiritual power in the body to repair the injured body.

"We will go down the mountain by ourselves. The people who come can't help me."

The left hand moved from the eye to the right, touching the injured right shoulder. There was a "click" sound, and the originally misaligned bones had been corrected.

,,,,WC,,,

Yan Junge shouted crazily in his heart, his eyes widened, this is a cruel person, a cruel person, a cruel person.

From the beginning, he felt that he was a waste. If Zhang Yiyan hadn't saved him, thinking of this, his eyes would become more concerned.

Zhang Yiyan breathed a long sigh of relief, and his originally tense body softened. Now he had to repair his body and could no longer use up his energy.

"Yan Junge, I need you to help me."

"You speak, I'm listening."

He raised his pale face and took a few weak breaths, "Stay closer to me."

Yan Junge felt very guilty when he saw his weakness, so he leaned forward very earnestly.

Feeling him approaching, she rested her head on his shoulder. She felt his body stiffen for a moment, and then tried to relax the next second.

His pale lips curved, "You have to remember what I said."

"First point, my eyes are injured. Find a piece of cloth and help me cover it."

Yan Junge immediately took out a handkerchief from his inner pocket and gently covered his eyes.

"Second, I need to heal. Don't let anyone but you touch me."

"it is good."

"Third, I don't have the strength now, so you can carry me away."

Yan Junge held him horizontally in his arms, moving gently and speaking in a low voice, as if he was afraid of surprising him.