Confused Escort Confused Account

Although the sand fox is majestic and has piercing eyes, but surrounded by four burly men in the center, with four shining big knives shining on its head, it is no different from a trapped animal in a cage.

It gritted its teeth and took a step back visibly.

Luo Huan's sharp eyes saw the strangeness in its movements, and said, "This sand fox has a wound on its leg, so it can't run fast."

Looking carefully, there was indeed a bright red wound on the root of the sand fox's right leg, which was long and deep, and it seemed that it had been left for some time, and the blood on the edge had clotted, glowing a dull red.

In the face of human swords and axes, no matter how ferocious a beast is, it is inevitable to be afraid.

The four people with knives surrounded the sand fox, and the one in front spoke first, "Is this the one that Boss Zhan caught?"

The person on the left said: "Yes, the injury on the leg is still there, and there is a feeling of running back."

The person in front raised the knife in his hand and said provocatively: "Little fox, I have given you a bite for nothing, why are you still not satisfied, are you addicted to eating?"

The fox stared at him, lowered its weight, raised its tail, its hair blown like a reed stick.Suddenly, it kicked its hind legs fiercely, jumped out, and rushed towards the enemy in front, its movements were as fast as a bolt of lightning.

Shangguanqing said in a deep voice, "It's off."

The man swung his arms, swung the long knife, stepped back and turned sideways, the sand fox didn't bite his neck, but rushed towards the blade instead.

The sharp blade glowed silver under the sun, dazzling and cold.The sand fox was not afraid at all, and opened its mouth without dodging or dodging, and firmly bit the blade.

The teeth collided with the metal, making a clanging sound, and the sand fox fell to the ground in response, pressing the blade down with its weight, and the tip of the blade hit the ground.

Ming Yuezhu couldn't help sighing: "What a brave beast."

"Oh, the teeth are still hard." The man's hand was forced to sink, and he couldn't get away from his body for a while. In a blink of an eye, the sand fox let go of the blade, jumped off the ground again, and threw himself on his neck.

The man took a step back and exclaimed, "Help me!"

The remaining three people have already moved, and they slashed at the sand fox from three directions.The blades on the left and right sides were the first to kill, but the sand fox blocked it with its two hind legs.Although the sand fox was injured, the strength in his legs was still there, and at the critical moment of life, he broke out suddenly and kicked the two knives away one by one.

However, it failed to escape the disaster behind it after all.

The long knife pierced deeply from the back of his neck, drawing a deep scar along the spine, tearing the shiny fur on his back in half, the sand fox wailed mournfully, blood splashed out from behind, Throw an arc in the air.

It just screamed, then fell to the ground, motionless.

Blood was still gushing out from its back, it was soaked in a pool of blood, and turned into a puddle of mud in an instant.

Shangguan said regretfully: "With few enemies, there is only one chance to move. If the first move misses, it will be hard to recover."

Luo Huan also stared blankly, although the sand fox was ferocious and brutal, and often attacked passers-by, he hated it when he was in the hospital.But now seeing the beast being brutally slaughtered in front of him, he still feels a dull pain in his heart: "Even the wounded beasts will be killed. The hearts of these people are more vicious than wild beasts."

Zhao Shitu stuck behind Luo Huan, felt his trembling, pressed his shoulders with both hands, and whispered: "Don't move, listen to them."

But when the rescued man regained his prestige, he kicked the sand fox in the stomach and said, "If you cut off the skin, you won't be able to sell it for money now."

The person who rescued him said coldly: "If I hadn't cut its skin, it would have cut your throat by now."

The third person said: "I think it's better to let it cut it. Anyway, it's a culprit who can't even shut up an unarmed little boy."

It seems that although these four are companions, their relationship is not harmonious.

The rescued person said angrily: "If it wasn't for this beast's rebellion, sir, would I miss it?" After saying that, he stabbed the sand fox's corpse several times with his knife.

The fourth person glanced at the rag-like corpse and said, "Hurry up and find someone, or we will end up like this beast."

Zhao Shitu was startled at first, and then secretly rejoiced that Brother Yan was still alive, and he had found a chance to escape.

The rescued person roared: "Tsk, it's easy to say, where can I find it, this big place has been turned upside down, and I haven't even seen a ghost."

The fourth person said: "The interior of the ancient tomb has not been found yet."

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps on the corner of the street, and another person came.

This person's footsteps were steady and solid, and his appearance was also different from the other four. He had a straight nose, high cheekbones, and a dark complexion, which clearly fit the characteristics of a Tibetan.

The man stopped in front of the other four people and said sharply: "What are you guys still dawdling around here? Boss Zhan ordered you to investigate the ancient tomb."

His Chinese pronunciation is not proficient, but his momentum is cold and sharp, with an indescribable majesty.

The rescued man put the knife on his shoulder, shook his head and said, "I won't go, that's where the dead stay."

The Tubo man abruptly drew out a long knife, and pressed the slender and sharp blade against his neck, the cold air was threatening: "It is the order of the king to kill the boss. How dare you disobey the order of the king?"

The rescued person squinted at the blade on his neck, and said reluctantly: "If the old man came in person, I might be willing to hear it. Who are you?"

Tubo said humanely: "The boss has already gone to the mausoleum."

The rescued person spread his hands: "The old man is very wise and mighty, since he goes out in person, does he still need us unknown pawns?"

The Tubo man looked him over from head to toe, smiled coldly, and said, "It's really not necessary."

The next moment, he suddenly drew back the long knife and wiped off the man's neck.

Blood gushed out from the side of the man's neck, and the man's eyes widened in shock, but he still collapsed, his burly body pressed against the sand fox's corpse.

In a blink of an eye, one puddle of mud turned into two puddles.

The Tubo people turned to the other three and said, "Let's go?"

The other three looked at each other, all put on flattering smiles, and politely said: "Let's go, let's go."

The Tubo man glanced at the corpse on the ground again, and finally sheathed his knife, intending to leave.

But just as he turned around, he heard three clangs from behind, three long knives pierced through his shoulder blades, pierced through his heart, and pierced three big holes in his chest.

The knife in the Tubo man's hand fell to the ground, and his men also fell down.

Another puddle of mud was added.

Luo Huan couldn't help covering his mouth, even the taciturn brother Li couldn't help sighing: "Is the blood of these people made of ice?"

The three living people did not take another look into the mud, put away their knives, did not look back, and immediately ran in the opposite direction and disappeared on the side of the street.

Ming Yuezhu said: "It is better to expect the thieves to speak the morals of the rivers and lakes than to expect the beasts to speak the words of the people. But thanks to them, we finally have a clue, Chief Zhao?"

Zhao Shitu replied: "That's right, Brother Yan is probably hiding in the ancient tomb, and the boss who cuts is probably the murderer, we have to find Brother Yan before him."

Ming Yuezhu said: "It's a pity they didn't disclose the location of the ancient tomb."

Zhao Shitu said: "It seems that we can only search around..."

Luo Huan retorted: "No, just go to the west of the city to find it."

Zhao Shitu wondered, "How do you know?"

Luo Huan said: "To build a tomb, you must choose a place with good geomantic omen. Loulan people value water, and places with a lot of water must be low-lying places. The west side is low-lying, so it is the most likely."

Zhao Shitu pondered: "There is indeed some truth."

Luo Huan said: "Then let's go, don't hold me back."

He seemed to be a different person, his expression became extremely serious, and there was no longer any fear in his tone.

Just as Zhao Shitu was about to ask, he had come out from behind the wall and walked west without hesitation.