C62 Unforeseen events (2)

Zhao Mingzhe used his strength twice consecutively, but was unable to get the kneeling Wu Xiaowu up. Frowning, Zhao Mingzhe said:

"Get up first. Tell me what happened!"

Wu Xiaowu hardened his heart and could not kneel, and anxiously replied:

"Although you told Liu Xu that you won't be coming today, when I sent her back, she still said that she would come today." This morning, when I went to pick her up at the rendezvous place, there was a pool of blood there, and I found this. "

Zhao Mingzhe frowned, seeing that what he had taken out with Wu Xiaowu was a piece of sky blue cloth, Zhao Mingzhe immediately recognized that it was from Liu Xu's clothes.

Wu Xiaowu was already extremely anxious and said:

"Brother Ming Zhe, I know that today is the day of the honorary disciple competition. It would be hard for you to go and save her, but I beg you, for Liu Xu, you have to go no matter what, I beg you! "

Saying that, Wu Xiaowu was about to kowtow to Zhao Mingzhe. Zhao Mingzhe blocked them while speaking up:

"Bro, you get up first, you get up first …"

However, no matter what Wu Xiaowu said, he could not stop his. Taking a deep breath, Zhao Mingzhe pulled out the spear that was stabbed into the ground and walked out of the bamboo forest.

Wu Xiaowu's face twisted a little as he said:

"Brother Ming Zhe, for the sake of the Large Competition this time, you really aren't going to save Liu Xu …"

Wu Xiaowu had not finished speaking when Zhao Mingzhe directly interrupted him:

"Either stand up and follow me, we'll go and save her together, or I'll go save Liu Xu by myself!"

Wu Xiaowu was startled, then his face revealed an ecstatic look, and he suddenly stood up.

"Really? Are you really willing to save Liu Xu?"

Wu Xiaowu looked at Zhao Mingzhe's calm and collected manner as he spoke, and suddenly felt that his eyes were moist...

Zhao Mingzhe and Wu Xiaowu arrived at the Broken Peak Valley very quickly. Because it was the day of the Sect Competition, there was no one that experienced it in Duan Feng Valley today.

After a short while, Zhao Mingzhe and Wu Xiaowu arrived at the main peak of Broken Peak Valley.

Although he was anxious, Zhao Mingzhe still slowed his pace. Wu Xiaowu immediately urged:

"Bro, hurry up!"

Zhao Mingzhe frowned and said:

"Now, we have reached the main peak, so we have to be careful. If the two of us get into an accident and want to save Liu Xu, won't we have no hope? "

Wu Xiaowu was startled, he felt that what Zhao Mingzhe said was reasonable, and slowed down his pace.

After walking for a while, Zhao Mingzhe faintly sensed that something was amiss. He gave Wu Xiaowu a look and said in a low voice:

"Remember what I told you."

"Not bad, you two have finally come!"

Zhao Mingzhe looked towards the direction the voice came from. In front of him, about twenty meters away, stood a black clothed man with only his eyes exposed, and beside the tree that the black clothed man stood on, Liu Xu, who wore sky-blue clothes, was currently leaning there. His face could not be seen, and it was unknown whether he had fainted or died!

Wu Xiaowu's eyes were blazing with fire, just as he was about to step forward, the long blade in the black clothed man's hand, was already pointed at Liu Xu's chest, causing Wu Xiaowu to subconsciously stop.

Zhao Mingzhe's expression was very calm, and coldly said:

"Don't waste your time. If there's anything else, hurry up and say it. I still have to rush back to participate in the great sect competition. "

The black-clothed man looked at Zhao Mingzhe and sneered.

"Don't worry, I'm not a three year old child. "Don't pretend that you don't care about this little girl. Since you've come, your heart cares about her. I'll give you a choice. Take your life, and trade it for hers!"

Zhao Mingzhe shrugged his shoulders and casually said:

"Mn, you are indeed not a three year old child, but you are at most five or six years old. I didn't say that I don't care about Liu Xu's life, but if you want me to commit suicide or something like that, you don't have to talk so much. "You just want to kill me..."

Just as he said that, Zhao Mingzhe suddenly roared out, and turned his body to the left. He suddenly raised his right hand, and struck out nine palms at lightning speed!

Beside Zhao Mingzhe, there was a short sword in his hands. Wu Xiaowu, who was thinking of sneaking an attack on Zhao Mingzhe, revealed an expression of disbelief.

Following that, Wu Xiaowu struck nine palms onto Wu Xiaowu's chest consecutively, causing Wu Xiaowu to be sent flying backwards. He spat out a mouthful of blood in the air, and heavily smashed into the ground, without any signs of life!

The black clothed man's eyes revealed a look of astonishment, Zhao Mingzhe curled his lips, clapped his hands and said:

"So low level, do you really think I'm really a three year old child?!"

The man in black's hoarse voice sounded:

"How do you know that Wu Xiaowu will kill you?"

"The flaw is too obvious, okay? In the letter you left behind, you only allowed me to come, but it did not restrict Wu Xiaowu from following you. If I still did not think that Wu Xiaowu would be threatened by you guys and want to harm me, my brain would have been kicked by a donkey like you! "

The man in black was silent for a while before he said:

"Interesting, but …"

"But the heck!" I've already said, if you have something to say, say it quickly or I'll leave. You can discuss other things, but unless you personally come to take my life, don't even think about letting me commit suicide! "

"That's out of the question. Leave, unless you commit suicide, this little girl will die!"

Zhao Mingzhe very straightforwardly turned his head and left, looking like he was going to die. The voice of the man in black slowly sounded from behind him:

"Killing her at once is too cheap, let's chop off her four limbs first then!"

As the sound of his voice faded, the sound of wind being cut down by the long blade suddenly rang out. Zhao Mingzhe's face twisted for a moment, then he suddenly turned around and coldly said:

"Stop!"

The black-clothed man's blade stopped instantly. The blade was still half a finger away from Liu Xu's arm.

Zhao Mingzhe coldly said:

"I've changed my mind, I'm just going to ruin my life, if I lose it, then it's gone. But if you don't keep your promise and let Liu Xu go, even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go!"

With that said, Zhao Mingzhe unsheathed his sword and suddenly shouted:

"Zhao Mingzhe will die here today!"

With a shout, Zhao Mingzhe turned his wrist and thrusted the sword straight towards his heart. With a groan, Zhao Mingzhe supported himself with one hand on the sword hilt and the other on his wound. He leaned against a large tree and slowly sat on the ground.

"Remember, remember, keep your promises, keep your promises!"

As Zhao Mingzhe spoke, blood continued to flow out from between the gaps of his fingers. With eyes wide open, Zhao Mingzhe gradually stopped breathing.