Longevity starts with strengthening the internal organs

Yuan Zhiwen was shocked but not confused.

"Retreat and change to a soft snare!"

With just a few words, these archers immediately retreated, replaced the bows and arrows in their hands, then took out something like a fireworks tube from their waist, pointed it at Zhao Ya and started firing.

Bang bang bang!

Amidst the continuous muffled sounds, a series of nets came overwhelmingly towards Zhao Yacage.

These snares are made of beef tendon ropes and are extremely tough, and ordinary swords cannot break them.

Not only that, these nets are also covered with metal barbs. Once caught, it is impossible to break free. It is a destructive weapon specially used by the Hong family to deal with martial arts masters.

When dealing with Meng Lei just now, Yuan Zhiwen had no intention of using this thing. After all, this thing was very expensive and could not be used easily.

Moreover, although Meng Lei is a warrior of the third level, his strength has been greatly reduced due to a broken arm, so it is not worth using this soft snare.

But this masked man suddenly appeared and disrupted Yuan Zhiwen's plan.

Although it can be seen from the actions of this masked man that he is only a second-level warrior, the calmness and decisiveness he displays are eye-catching. He even wears armor inside, making it difficult for arrows to hurt him.

Therefore, in order to eliminate future troubles, Yuan Zhiwen immediately decided to use this soft trap.

He thought he would be caught in the net, but this time he miscalculated.

Zhao Ya had already sensed the danger before the soft net came close, and immediately used the violent wind sword technique. The meteorite sword in his hand waved like the wind, protecting himself and Meng Lei behind him.

Just a few clattering sounds were heard, and these soft snares were cut off by the light of the sword as soon as they got close.

Yuan Zhiwen couldn't help but screamed when he saw this, "Bao Weapon?"

There was regret in his voice.

You must know that this man actually holds a treasured weapon, so you cannot use this soft snare to deal with him.

But now it's too late to regret.

Yuan Zhiwen immediately ordered: "Change your weapons and attack this person together. The one who kills will be rewarded with twenty taels of gold!"

For a time, Zhao Ya's bounty was even higher than Meng Lei's, which shows that his threat level in Yuan Zhiwen's mind has far exceeded that of Meng Lei.

Anyone who can be brought by Yuan Zhiwen to besiege Meng Lei, a warrior of the third level, is naturally not a mediocre person.

Basically, they are all at the peak of the first level, and there are even a few second level warriors.

But facing these people, Zhao Ya was unafraid.

Although he is only in the second level, he can't stand the fact that he has so many gadgets on him!

Zhao Ya reached out and took out three or four lime packets from the deerskin bag he carried with him, and threw them at the people rushing toward him.

These people thought it was a hidden weapon and used their weapons to block it.

It's a lot of fun now.

After hearing a few muffled bangs, the lime exploded and filled the air instantly.

These people were all caught off guard and fell into the trap.

"Ahhh my eyes!"

"What the hell, why are you so itchy?"

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhao Ya dragged Meng Lei away.

Although he wanted to take this opportunity to kill all these people, the time did not allow it now.

First of all, the enemy is outnumbered and we are outnumbered. Although Zhao Ya's strength is far stronger than the average second-level warrior, he also has his limits.

There are several second-level warriors among the opponent. Once surrounded by them, it will be troublesome to leave.

The most important thing is to save Meng Lei now.

So Zhao Ya dragged Meng Lei and ran deep into the jungle. While running, Zhao Ya deliberately shouted in a hoarse voice.

"You bastards, come after me if you have the guts!"

Now the mountain forest is Zhao Ya's home field. As long as these people dare to set foot in it, Zhao Ya will teach them how to behave.

And Zhao Ya believes that they will definitely do this.

After all, the purpose of their trip has not been achieved yet.

really.

When Zhao Ya dragged Meng Lei into the forest, Yuan Zhiwen shouted angrily: "Hurry up and chase them, we must not let them leave."

At this time, Yuan Zhiwen was filled with anger and fear.

Angry that the duck in his mouth actually flew away again, fearful that he had paid such a high price and even used a soft snare. If he returned without success, the head of the family would never let him go easily.

But at this time, everyone had just ran out of the lime powder mist, and many of them were itching all over their bodies. It was difficult for them to even protect themselves, let alone chase the enemy.

But after all, they are all old men, and they carry more or less antidote pills with them. After taking them, although the itching was not relieved immediately, it was suppressed.

However, after such a delay, by the time they entered the forest, Zhao Ya and Meng Lei had already disappeared.

"Three people form a team and search ten meters apart. If you find anything, shout immediately and don't act rashly."

Although Yuan Zhiwen was angry, he was still very clear-headed. He was afraid of another ambush in the mountains and forests, so he took corresponding measures.

So everyone dispersed according to his instructions and marched in a semicircle deep into the mountain forest.

At the same time, in a hidden tree house deep in the mountain forest.

Zhao Ya placed the extremely weak Meng Lei on the floor, and after taking off his shirt, his heart sank.

Because there were several arrows nailed deeply into his chest and abdomen, two of which were the most dangerous.

One was under the left rib, and the other was under the right lower abdomen. They were both nailed very deeply, and the area around the wound was an abnormal pink-purple color. It was obvious that the arrows were quenched with poison.

Others would have died a long time ago due to such injuries, but Meng Lei, a warrior of the third realm, was able to hold on until now, and even followed Zhao Ya for a while through the mountains and forests.

But this is already his limit.

Seeing Meng Lei at this moment, a hint of abnormal blood appeared on his pale face, and his eyes were even more frighteningly bright.

But the more this happened, the heavier Zhao Ya felt.

Because this is obviously a sign of returning to the light.

It is also the result of the brain detecting that life is not long and burning all the remaining functions of the body.

After the last fire of life has burned out, people will die.

Meng Lei naturally understood this, but he was not afraid at all. Instead, he struggled to sit up, leaned against the wall of the tree house, and smiled at Zhao Ya.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to save me again in the end. After all, I already owe you two lives!"

Zhao Ya didn't know what to say.

Meng Lei patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, everyone has to die sooner or later. As a man in the world, it is normal for him to end up like this. You don't have to be sad."

"Master, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?" Zhao Ya asked.

Meng Lei smiled, "As for your wish, I do have one. In fact, I have a daughter who lives in the county. She is about the same age as you. Why don't you marry her!"

"Uh..." Zhao Ya never dreamed that Meng Lei would say such words, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Hahahaha, you're stupid, I'm just teasing you." Meng Lei laughed.

"I do have a daughter, and she does live in the county, but you two are not suitable, and I will not let her marry you!"