After the Fairy Disappeared Chapter 133

  Chapter 133 False experience kills people

  The horse let out a mournful cry, suddenly fell down while running at high speed, and flew sideways out of the cliff!

  The beasts he never exchanged for a lot of money, and the precious horses that traveled thousands of miles a day, just disappeared.

  He Lingchuan seemed to have a clear understanding.

   That thing was coming towards his lower back. Because no matter how the knight dodges on the horse, the waist and posterior mound will basically not move. If it wasn't for his sudden blessing to jump off the horse, he would probably be the one who exploded into a cloud of blood.

  But now... his end will probably be smashed into a ball of meat sauce, wouldn't it be much better than exploding into blood mist?

  He Lingchuan also heard the exclamation of Mao Tao and others on the cliff, and the wind whistling in his ears, falling faster and faster.

  The edge of the cliff is actually bare, not even a tree!

  There is a slightly protruding stone wall below. He Lingchuan gritted his teeth, pulled out his long knife, aimed at a crack in the stone, and plunged in.

  Watching movies in the past, this trick will definitely work.

   With a sound of "Dang", the long knife snapped into two pieces very simply, and the handle was broken.

  ? ! Is it all a lie?

   Fortunately, he still has a knife.

   At least try again.

  He Lingchuan pulled out the broken knife and stabbed the next stone crevice.

   Dive in!

  The hard stone wall was disembowelled, leaving long knife marks.

  There is no spark, but it has the fullness of sawing hard bread.

   With the knife slowing down, He Lingchuan slid down for more than two feet, and finally stopped.

  Below are the jagged rocks protruding from the lake. If he fell directly from the cliff, he would probably be smashed here? At least that's how he saw the horse that had just fallen.

   It has not yet reached the surface of the lake, but there is an irregular small hole, or a gap, on the mountain wall directly in front, and the cool wind blows towards his face from the hole.

   Now what? He Lingchuan is not sure that he can climb up the rock again, not to mention that Lu Yao will definitely lead people to chase after him, so it may not be a good idea to climb up immediately at this time.

  After he hesitated, the familiar chill came again.

   This time it is coming from directly above.

  The thing that just exploded the shield and killed the mount is now targeting him again.

  He Lingchuan cursed secretly, pulled out the broken knife and jumped into the small cave in front of him.

  The inside was even narrower, his head hit the stone wall, his head was bleeding and a lump was swollen.

   But people finally went in.

   As soon as he retracted his legs, the white shadow flew past the hole with a "swish", scratching the soles of his feet very hot.

   What the **** is that!

  It seemed that Mao Tao and others were calling from above, but He Lingchuan didn't dare to probe to look, let alone stay, seeing that the seam in front was quite deep, so he quickly crawled in with hands and feet.

   After a few steps, there was a loud noise outside, as if a landslide had occurred.

  It turned out that the rocks on the side of the mountain had already been weathered, and then they were hit by He Lingchuan's mount, and a large piece of them collapsed immediately.

   Coincidentally, two large pieces of rocks fell right here, blocking the crevice he entered.

  The mountain crevices are twists and turns and it is very difficult to walk, and it is pitch black, and there are actually two forks. Without hesitation, He Lingchuan chose the direction of the wind to move forward.

  At this time, he was still very clear-headed, and he knew where the wind came from to survive.

   After climbing for a while, the **** bone necklace suddenly became hot.

   What's ahead?

   It was pitch black all around, and I couldn't see anything. But He Lingchuan still kept his eyes open and climbed slowly.

   After a while, the front suddenly became clear, and he pressed the air with his left hand.

   Fortunately, he was vigilant, so he didn't fall.

  Below... is empty.

   At least there was a lot of space, and he heard the sound of water.

  The wind is poured from below.

   That is to say, this mountain has caves or fissures connected to the lake.

  He Lingchuan heaved a sigh of relief, maybe he can find a way to leave from here.

  What to do now, jump off?

   Listening to the sound, he is not far from the water surface, at most two or three feet away.

  He Lingchuan leaned over and was about to jump down when he heard strange movements from below.

  He Lingchuan had an accident, and the other officers and soldiers didn't react.

  When Mao Tao and others looked back, Young Master He had already fallen into the cliff with his horse and man.

   Ma'er's mournful cry before he died was extremely shrill, but few people heard He Lingchuan's cry.

  Zhao Qinghe was so frightened that he was so frightened that he immediately reined in his horse and jumped to the edge of the cliff to look down.

  The place below was empty, and a huge protruding rock blocked his view, preventing him from seeing the bottom of the cliff.

  But...not optimistic.

  He searched and searched, and soon saw the horse corpse that fell on the pile of rocks, and the blood stained the lake red.

  Mao Tao also leaped to the edge of the cliff, looked down: "Oh, young master!"

  Zhao Qinghe hurriedly asked, "Where is it?"

   "No, I didn't see it." Mao Tao stretched his neck, "Could it be crushed under the horse?"

   "..." Zhao Qinghe grabbed a bundle of ropes, "I'll go down and have a look."

   "Here I come! I'm thinner and more flexible than you." Mao Tao grabbed the rope and tied it around his waist, and tied the other end to the saddle, and slid down the mountain wall by himself, his movements were as expected.

  The bandits also noticed the situation here and shot arrows one after another. Zhao Qinghe called everyone to come forward and defend: "Protect the horses!"

   After a while, he went down the cliff and asked, "Did you find it?"

   The first few times, Mao Tao answered "no", but the back slide was too deep, and the voice was vague, so he had to pull the rope to signal.

  Zhao Qinghe and others worked hard to drag him up.

  As soon as Mao Tao climbed up, he said: "There are knife marks on the mountain wall, but I didn't see the young master!"

  Everyone's heart is heavy.

   At this moment, there was a sound of "clang", and the last heavy car formation was also split open abruptly, and the bandits rushed over.

  The first two rushed too fast, chugged, and slipped.

  Yu Zhong stepped on the ice surface, which was very firm and slippery.

  However, now they are only five or six feet away from the officers and soldiers. Let alone flying arrows, those with stronger arms can reach them with throwing axes.

  How can people be saved under such conditions?

  A soldier said anxiously: "We have to go, and come back when we are safe..."

  I can't continue talking about the rest. Come back to collect the corpse?

  Zhao Qinghe looked at the bottom of the cliff, then at the screaming bandits, and knew that there was no other way, so he had to order everyone to mount their horses.

   Finally able to withdraw, all the officers and soldiers rushed to the horse, wishing that the horse would have two more legs.

Watching the officers and soldiers go away, Lu Yao looked at the icy road five or six (less than twenty meters) away in front of him, and sneered, "You think this can stop us?" Hit the ice hard.

   There was a click, an ice hole.

  He chiseled two more, and he could step on it.

  Other bandits followed suit one after another, and for a while there were thumping and bangs on the ice, and there was the sound of ice chiseling.

  Actually, some of the bandits possessed spells, but a small fireball hit the ice and went out, leaving only a shallow mark.

  The ice cubes condensed by borrowing energy are hard and long-lasting, and it is difficult for ordinary spells to deal with them.

  Although it was an uphill road, even though the speed was a bit slow, but there was a fulcrum to step on, everyone walked up one hole at a time.

  (end of this chapter)

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