[Main Sword Three] Bloody Frost

Following the traces left by Xiaobai, Ming Feiran chased all the way to Xiaojing Lake. Seeing the messy steps near the trail, he looked up and looked for the target near the Jinghu Pavilion on the mountainside.Fortunately, his five senses were sharp, and soon he saw the familiar figures near the Mirror Lake Pavilion. Mo Yu was holding his head in the center with one hand, while Xiao He was standing behind him protecting Mao Mao.Directly opposite the three of them, there were a few little thieves who didn't look like good citizens at first glance, holding weapons at them.

Ming Feiran frowned, he didn't have much internal energy, so he couldn't waste it, if he made a move, he had to hit it with one hit.At this time, hidden weapons are naturally the best choice, but the problem is that Ming Feiran doesn't know how to do it.

"Sure enough, there must be a reason for the existence of such things as hidden weapons. It seems that we can't just focus on practicing swords in the future..." After he whispered to himself, he chased after him as stealthily as possible.

It will be a while if it can be delayed, Xiaobai is about to arrive at the village, Uncle Liu and the others don't think it will be too late.

When he approached the group of people, his cornflower-colored blue eyes sank for an instant, and the color became a layer deeper. Before, he felt that Mo Yu's appearance didn't look right, but now he saw that there was something wrong. Could it be that ... His illness is going to attack?This is troublesome, Xiao He and Mao Mao are still behind him, they must be separated first!

Feeling the familiar throbbing pain, Mo Yu pressed his head hard with one hand and immediately realized that he was about to lose control again. Subconsciously, he distanced himself from the little Hemaomao, but it also brought him closer to those bandits. some.

Seeing this, Xiao He immediately shouted anxiously: "Mo Yu, what are you doing? Come here!"

"Brother Xiao Yu!" Maomao called out with some fear, he was only a child under four years old, and it was already worthy of praise that his legs didn't weaken because of fear.

Pressing his painful head firmly, Mo Yu shouted in a low voice: "Go away! Don't come here!"

Mo Yu's unexpected situation attracted all the bandits' attention, and a cold light flashed across his blue eyes. Ming Feiran seized the opportunity and rushed towards the bandit closest to him, piercing the man with the blade. Unsuspecting, he pierced through his heart and killed him with one blow.

No one expected that someone would attack from behind, and the bandits were caught off guard and killed one of their companions just like that.

"Aran..." Mo Yu vaguely saw the familiar figure, his heart relaxed slightly, and then he completely lost his mind, and began to frantically attack the enemies around him.

Ming Feiran naturally knew that Mo Yu's attack power would be even stronger than him in this situation, so he didn't rush to his side, but just wandered among the bandits behind, attacking from time to time .

"Xiao He, take Mao Mao and go around from the other side, don't get close to Mo Yu!" He took the time to shout, but he was distracted for a moment and almost got hit by the machete in the bandit's hand.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead, Ming Feiran understood that he could no longer be distracted, his skills were still low and young, and now it was not easy to be able to deal with three gangsters like this.

After hearing Ming Feiran's shout, Xiao He settled down, glanced at the two who were under siege, and took Mao Mao decisively to prepare to evacuate.She is a smart child, knowing that staying here with Maomao will only hinder Mo Yu and Ming Feiran, so she might as well escape first for rescue.

After making up her mind, she immediately clenched Mao Mao's little hand and said in a low voice, "Maomao, let's go first."

Out of the corner of his eye, seeing the two evacuating, Ming Feiran breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he and Mo Yu would drag on like this until Uncle Liu and the others arrived, but Xiao He's screams came from next to his ears.

It turned out that a bandit climbed up from the other side at the very beginning, just to block them.So Xiao He, who was leading the way, was caught by the opponent, and Mao Mao was pushed to the back by Xiao He, but he was not caught by the opponent.

Seeing this, Ming Feiran was furious. Why on earth did these bastards pursue Mo Yu Xiaohe and the others so closely? !

Because he was worried about Mao Mao Xiaohe, Ming Feiran lost his mind for a while, and was cut several bloody gashs by bandits again.

The bandit who caught Xiao He had a grim face, he lifted Xiao He's skirt and lifted her up into the air, and said with a grin: "Little girl, where are the things you found in the hero's tomb hidden?"

Xiao He's face was terrified and inexplicable. She really didn't understand what this person meant, and said tremblingly: "...I... I don't know. What... I haven't seen it at all, I don't know..."

Seeing that she didn't say anything, the bandit's face became even more ferocious, the veins on his arms were exposed, and he said with a cruel smile: "Hmph, stubborn girl, anyway, there are other boys around, and it's okay if you are missing. I have never tried whether throwing people into a waterfall will kill them, why not try it today!"

Hearing this, Xiao He immediately struggled. No matter how strong and sensible she usually looks, she would still be afraid when encountering such a thing. After all, she is only a girl under ten years old.

"No...don't! Let me go! Mo Yu! Ah Ran! Help me! Dad—mother—Uncle Liu—" The weeping voice trembled with fear, and the girl called out to her relatives and friends helplessly , wanting to get rid of this life and death crisis.

"Xiao He!" Mo Yu, who was in a frenzy, couldn't listen to anything, but Ming Feiran heard it but couldn't escape because he was besieged by three bandits at the same time.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Sister Xiaohe!" Maomao cried out in fear, and wanted to go over, but was stopped by Ming Feiran.

"Maomao, stay there and don't move!" Inadvertently, a bloody gash was scratched on the cheek, Ming Feiran noticed Mao Mao's actions and quickly stopped, his heart was full of anxiety.

Xiaohe's side seems to be too late, why haven't Uncle Liu arrived yet? !

"Hahahaha—little girl, let's enjoy the impact of the waterfall—" He raised Xiaohe's body high, and then threw it towards the waterfall.

"Bastard! Stop—" Seeing Xiao He being lifted up, Ming Feiran's pupils shrank, regardless of the long knife cut behind him, Ming Feiran managed to break through the obstacles of the three of them and rushed towards Xiao He.

"No -ah ah ah ah !!!" Xiaohe screamed in horror and fell into the waterfall.

"Sister Xiaohe!" Seeing this scene, Maomao was completely shocked.

"Xiao He——!!!" Watching Xiao He's figure being completely swallowed by the waterfall, the cornflower-colored blue eyes in Ming Feiran's eyes sank instantly, as cold as a dark and lightless deep sea to the bone.

"die."

Ming Feiran appeared behind the big man like a ghost, and the blade sliced ​​across his throat, cutting off his windpipe.

The terrified bandit clutched his wound desperately but couldn't stop the blood gushing out.His long silver hair had already been stained red with blood, and Ming Feiran, who was drenched in blood at this moment, looked like a vengeful evil spirit in the eyes of the bandits, which made people feel frightened.

Those who besieged Mo Yu had already died under his crazy attack, and the bodies were rarely intact.Although Mo Yu was also injured all over his body, he continued to attack the surrounding enemies as if he was unconscious.

"Madman...the devil..."

"Quick... run!"

"Want to run? Mao Mao, stand still." Ming Feiran was not overwhelmed by anger, his mind was cold, and he was sober as never before, as if nothing could enter his eyes and disturb his mind.He knew that if these bandits escaped today, there would be endless troubles, so he left the one who was closest to Mo Yu, while he rushed to the two who escaped.

If it wasn't for their obstruction, he could have saved Xiao He; if they hadn't chased him down at the beginning, Xiao He wouldn't have been thrown into the waterfall.

Even a few children are not spared, a bunch of scum, let them all die!

The dark blue eyes were piercingly cold, carrying an unprecedented killing intent, beheading all those who escaped.Blood snaked down from his messy silver hair, and there were bleeding wounds on his cheeks and body, and the dripping blood gradually stained the ground under his feet.

Putting away his weapon, he slowly walked towards Mo Yu, who had dealt with the enemy.After a seizure, Mo Yu's sanity has gradually recovered, and he was shocked when he saw everything in front of him clearly.

"These people...are...I killed...?" He looked at his blood-stained hands and muttered to himself.

"Mo Yu."

It's Aran's voice!

Mo Yu's pupils shrank slightly after returning to normal. What he saw before was not a hallucination. He looked in the direction of the voice, and his face changed. How did you get hurt so badly?!"

"This is the price." This is the price they paid for surviving. He was injured because he was not strong enough, so...he couldn't save Xiao He.

"Brother Aran, Brother Xiaoyu—a lot of blood!" Mao Mao ran over with tears all over her face, looking at the wounds all over their bodies, she wanted to wipe off the glaring blood, but she was afraid that her touch would make them more painful and dared not reach out.

Ming Feiran wanted to raise his hand to wipe away his tears, but he saw the blood on his hands first, so he lowered his arms, and softly comforted him with a weary look: "Maomao, don't cry, it's all right now."

"By the way, where's Xiao He?" Mo Yu looked around, but couldn't help but wonder when he didn't see another companion.

Ming Feiran turned his head to the side and walked down the mountain. He wanted to go to the bottom to search again, maybe... Xiao He might still be alive.

"Aran?" Mo Yu looked puzzled at the leaving silver-haired boy.

The tears Maomao suppressed behind him surged out again, "Wow...Xiaohe...Little sister Xiaohe...was thrown into the waterfall by bad guys..."

Dragging his blood-drenched body, Ming Feiran strenuously walked to the edge of Jinghu Lake and looked around, but the aftermath of excessive blood loss finally came.Feeling the blackness in front of his eyes, Ming Feiran gritted his teeth, and repeatedly told himself not to pass out yet, he hadn't found Xiao He yet.

He wants to see people in life, and he wants to see corpses in death. He can't fall down yet!

At this time, the noisy human voice came from the direction of Shilu, he thought in a trance, finally came.

Then, unable to hold on any longer, he fell into a coma.

"Quick! Move fast!" The sharp-eyed Liu Dahai saw the silver-haired boy lying down by the lake, and couldn't help but turn pale with shock, "It's right and wrong! Go up and find other people!"

"Oh my god, how did this child get hurt so badly?! The whole body is almost soaked in blood!"

"Don't be verbose, step aside and show Miss Ziqing!"

At a glance, Ziqing was sure that Ming Feiran was unconscious due to excessive blood loss, and she simply and neatly stuffed him with a blood-replenishing pill.Afterwards, he began to clean and bandage his wound, feeling distressed while treating it, how could this child have so many wounds on his body, even a scratch on his face, but fortunately, his eyes were not injured...

"Mo Yu and Mao Mao have also been found! Miss Ziqing, Mo Yu is also injured!" Mo Yu, who was a step behind, also reacted after Ming Feiran went down the mountain, and followed with Mao Mao to find the falling waterfall Xiao He happened to be discovered by the villagers who went up the mountain to look for them at this moment, and each carried them down.

Maomao was just frightened, and had some small scratches on his body, while Mo Yu had quite a few wounds, but compared to Ming Feiran, there were fewer wounds.This was mainly the result of Ming Feiran completely ignoring the defense and dodging, trying to break through the blockade of the three bandits.

Among the three, he was the one who was injured the most.

"Where's Xiao He? Did you see Xiao He?" Xiao He's mother Ruan Shi Jiji asked emphatically, her eyes searching for her daughter.

Mo Yu was silent for a moment, then said in a dull tone, "Xiao He...was thrown into the waterfall by bandits..."

"What—?!" Ruan's eyes darkened, and his world spun.

People in the village salvaged and searched around Xiaojing Lake. Finally, they only found a soaked embroidered shoe from under the waterfall.The water in Xiaojing Lake is connected to the outside world, and they suspect that Xiao He's body may have been washed away by the water.

Ming Feiran learned of this result after waking up, and has worked even harder since then.That feeling of powerlessness is enough once, and there is no need for a second time.

After that, Mo Yu also gradually became silent.He blamed himself secretly in his heart, if they hadn't been too careless to let those mountain thieves accidentally hear about the "Kong Ming Jue", how could Xiao He have suffered such a catastrophe?

She doesn't know anything at all!

Although he always quarreled with her, he didn't really hate that girl.If he can be stronger, can he protect everything he wants to protect?

Mo Yufan suddenly came to his senses, and it was rare to see him playing around with Maomao Xiaobai again.When Ming Feiran was practicing martial arts, he could often be seen sitting with a book in his arms, studying hard.

Xiaobai no longer ran around all over the mountains and plains, quietly following his mother.Xiao He's parents were overwhelmed with grief and weakened physically, so it was inconvenient for them to bring another child.Ming Feiran somehow persuaded the village chief to take Mao Mao over, and the three lived in the same room for the time being, sleeping and eating together.

At the beginning, four people played together, but now only three people came back.The scarecrow on the tomb swayed with the wind, making the bamboo forest in the back mountain even more desolate.

The author has something to say: temporarily forget the original setting of Jiansan...