Chapter 737

Zhang Yitian couldn't save people when he watched the character freak be captured. Although he wanted to see the injustice and yell, he jumped out to fight with the bandits, the result was predictable. With his current cultivation, he wasn't enough to fill his teeth.

"The character Freak is kind to me, otherwise I would have fallen into Mo Yu's hands now. I'm afraid there would be no good fruit to eat! If I didn't save him, he wouldn't survive tonight!" Zhang Yitian felt about the character freak's rescue and thought about ways to save people.

However, it is not so easy to save people. The bandits learned a lesson from a cut. They specially set up an open post and secret sentry at the gate of the city. It is not so easy to pass through. Moreover, there are torches in the city, the beam of light swings back and forth, and someone is specially responsible for patrolling.

According to the current situation, if you want to save a character freak, you have to enter the city, and if you want to enter the city, you have to avoid the bandits' open posts and secret sentries. This level alone is not so easy to pass. In addition, after you go in, you have to find a place where the character Freak is detained, and consider how to leave after you save the person

A series of questions flashed through Zhang Yitian's mind like a slide

"If only there were another sandstorm like the one just now!" the night wind rolled gravel and constantly patted Zhang Yitian's face, which made him have a thought in his heart.

Now there is a great disparity between the strength of the enemy and ours. If you want to break this unfavorable situation, you can only think of ways. For a moment, two schemes emerge in his mind. One is to rely on the weather. According to the weather tonight, there is still a great possibility of another sandstorm.

But Zhang Yitian is not a pure optimist. Without Zhuge Liang's unpredictable ability, he can't borrow an east wind. If the sandstorm doesn't come, he has to think of another way.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yitian decided to hide in the original place first. If the sandstorm did not appear, wait until late at night, the bandits fell asleep, and then began to take action to touch into the Earth City and try to save people.

Having made up his mind, Zhang Yitian restrained his anxiety and prayed in his heart that the bandits would not kill the word freak for the time being

While waiting, the night gradually deepened, and the bright moonlight gradually became thin until it completely disappeared. Soon it was midnight. The bandits standing guard at the door leaned against the wall and began to doze off as expected, but the sandstorm did not come, and the surrounding wind gradually weakened, showing great signs of disappearance.

The worst case happened. Zhang Yitian's mood also sank into the trough. He waited for a while. In the late middle of the night, the temperature in the desert went down sharply. The temperature was a little unbearable.

He took some food from the storage bag and had enough to eat and drink. Zhang Yitian got up and walked to a corner of the wall. He groped along the root of the wall and found a low broken wall. He gathered his breath and jumped up. He leaned over the wall and looked inward. Although his vision was a little blurred, he still roughly found out the internal outline of the Tucheng.

The area of Tucheng is not very large. Compared with Beimo City, it is small. There are less than 100 houses scattered in the city. Most of them are swallowed up by the wind and sand, and only one wall collapsed.

Lying on the wall and looking inside, the situation is much better than Zhang Yitian expected. There are two adjacent rooms with lights on. On the open space in front of the two rooms, there is a wooden cross. A character Freak is tied on it. From a distance, it looks like a tortured Jesus.

There were guards on the side of the cross, but the guards could not bear the cold and were curling up in the sand nest under the cross to take shelter from the wind.

"As long as you are careful, there is still a chance of success!" Zhang Yitian took a deep breath, jumped down from the wall and slowly moved towards the cross. Fortunately, the wind and sand did not completely disappear, and the whirling sound covered his whereabouts.

The closer to the cross, Zhang Yitian's heartstrings became tighter and dared not relax. When he touched it, he finally saw the situation of a strange man. He was already in a semi coma due to his heavy injury, but he still keenly sensed Zhang Yitian's arrival and slowly raised his head and looked over.

The two eyes raised their hands to Zhang Yitian, made a hissing gesture, bent down and came to the other end of the sand dune. Just when he was going to climb up the sand dune to save people, he suddenly heard a chat from the other end

A man said, "we haven't found the place where the treasure is hidden for so long. In my opinion, we've been busy for nothing. We don't know whether the news is false or not. We've provoked a lot of trouble for no reason. Now the city master's house has come out. These people have suffered a great loss tonight. They will gather troops tomorrow. If we don't go, I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle!"

Then came another person's voice, "you're right. A fierce battle is indispensable, but I tell you, I went in to deliver food just now and heard the little Lord talking with his head. The little Lord was very sure that the treasure was hidden in the desert, but he didn't know the specific location, so he mobilized the public to search for treasure under the banner of suppressing bandits."

"Did the young Lord say what to do? Do you want to go back first, or..."

"The young master is sure to get the treasure. Although there is a conflict with the people in the city master's house, it doesn't matter. He has prepared in advance. Our people have already entered Beimo city. As long as the situation here changes, they will visit the city master's house in the name of joint bandit suppression."

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After listening to these words, Zhang Yitian suddenly realized, "it turns out that they are not bandits. Do they really come from the great wilderness city? But what about the treasure they said?" many puzzles lingered in his heart. He couldn't think about it, so he leaned down and continued eavesdropping.

"Hey, do you know what the treasure is?"

"It's said that it has something to do with Taoist jimie. It's said that this man is a martial arts maniac. He was a master of martial arts hundreds of years ago. He had excellent immortal roots. It took him less than ten years to cultivate and return to yuan. He became famous in the martial arts competition in Beimo city. Everyone thought he could win the championship. Unexpectedly, a mysterious Taoist was killed on the way and defeated him. Since then, Taoist jimie has been angry about this matter I'm sorry. "

"This silent Taoist is unlucky enough. What happened to him later?"

"Later, Taoist jimie was like a demon barrier. He would come to challenge Taoist xuanzi every year. This matter was not only noisy in Beimo City, but even spread all over the wilderness. It was a pity that Taoist jimie had a poor heart. When he learned that Taoist xuanzi became the president of canglu college, he finally came to a dead end."

"What happened to him?"

"Taoist jimie took all his treasures and came to this desert to close the death pass. In the afternoon, he made a ten-year appointment with Taoist Xuan. Ten years later, a war will determine life and death. Unfortunately, ten years have passed, but he has no news. If the young master had not accidentally learned that Taoist jimie had obtained a strange skill, he chose to close the death pass, I'm afraid no one would remember him."

After listening to their conversation, Zhang Yitian suddenly realized that everything had something to do with this silent Taoist, and he also heard about the dean of canglu College for the first time.

Before that, the Dean was full of mystery for Zhang Yitian, and he didn't even know his name. Now he knows everything from an unknown person who came from a distance, which makes him have the feeling of neither laughing nor laughing.

"I didn't expect the dean to have such a coquettish past..." Zhang Yitian was happy in his heart, but now is not the time to laugh. After all, he is still in the den of dragons and tigers. Once he is found, he can only cry.

After calming down and observing the situation around, he saw that the doors of the two rooms with lights on were closed, and there was a faint sound of conversation inside, but he couldn't hear clearly. He estimated that the people inside would not come out for the time being. Zhang Yitian dared to take action.

Sand dunes are different from soil slopes. Sand is mobile. If you don't pay attention, it will make a sound, and the perception below will be particularly obvious. Therefore, Zhang Yitian didn't dare to move too high. For the sake of safety, he moved up step by step. The cold wind with gravel in his ears kept blowing. His nerves tightened and he moved under the cross.

The character freak was tied to a stake with a rope and couldn't move. He had to untie the rope. Zhang Yitian stood up quietly and took out a dagger to cut the rope. The whole process was very smooth. But when he completely unloaded the rope, the word freak may be that he was bound for too long. In addition, he was injured and his body collapsed. His legs softened and slid down the cross, almost sitting on the ground.

Zhang Yitian was surprised and hurried to hold him. Therefore, he exerted too much force under his feet, and his feet fell into the sand. The quicksand around him was oppressed by gravity, scattered and slipped, making a loud sound.

The strange noise startled the two people sitting below. One of them was very vigilant and said, "who?"

Hearing the sound, Zhang Yitian sighed secretly. He knew that his tracks had been exposed and was no longer hidden. He hugged the strange man's waist, stepped on the sand dune with one foot, and buried the two people hidden in the sand nest. With this foot, he used his lightness skill. The whole person jumped up and flew towards one side of the city wall. His figure flashed on a broken roof, Then there were shouts in the city.

"Catch him..."

Zhang Yitian couldn't care what was behind him. His legs hung like open. He accelerated to escape and ran away quickly on the roof!

But his accomplishments were too low after all. There were three masters returning to Yuan territory in the city. In front of these people, the five heavy accomplishments of quenching body were not worth mentioning. Soon, a figure appeared in the room with the light on. The man stood at the door and looked around. He locked Zhang Yitian's position at a glance, threw out a flying sword and chased him.

The speed of flying sword is not comparable to that of both feet. After a while, the two who escaped one step in advance were blocked under the wall by the chasing returning monks.

The man launched an attack without saying a word. Forced by his helplessness, Zhang Yitian could only passively meet the enemy and took out the spirit snake sword to block the enemy. However, as soon as the blade came into contact, a powerful force spread to his arm along the sword body and spread to his whole body. Zhang Yitian was shocked and flew out.

Wow, he vomited a mouthful of blood, but Zhang Yitian didn't let go. He firmly surrounded the freak's waist, let go of his hands and feet, and let his back wipe the sand all the way back. This time, the two slipped more than ten meters away. Feeling that the inertia was about to disappear, Zhang Yitian didn't dare to neglect, turned and jumped up, turned and ran away into the night in the distance.

Seeing this, the returning monk in the rear sneered and caught up!