My Attributes Cultivation Life

Chapter 9 (Xie Chen resigns from the old leader)

In the dense forest, Xiao Qingying threw herself into Chen Wuyou's arms.

"Brother Wuyou! Why did you come here!? A lot of people came just now. They seem to be arresting us. Zhang Ke met them. I don't know what's going on now?"

"It's okay. I'm here." Chen Wuyou hugged Xiao Qingying, patted her on the back to comfort her.

He has a gentle expression, but his eyes are cold.

"Why are you here? Where's Zhang Rongfang who was with you?"

"Zhang Rongfang asked me to hide in the tree hole, and he ran back to rescue the soldiers. He also told me not to come out, even if you told me not to come out." Xiao Qingying said quickly.

"How could Brother Wuyou harm me? I just heard Daddy's message box. Daddy and the others must have already left. Let's hurry back now, maybe we can meet them again!"

Chen Wuyou didn't care at first, but when he heard Zhang Rongfang's exhortation to Xiao Qingying, his heart skipped a beat, and he doubted that little Taoist priest, most likely he had doubts about him.

Hearing the follow-up words, he felt a little anxious.

"Which direction did Zhang Rongfang go?" He suddenly asked.

"Over there." Xiao Qingying pointed to the direction, which was the direction where the firework communication tube made the sound just now.

Chen Wuyou's heart tightened, and a look of irritability flashed in his eyes.

He finally knows who put the message box.

This damn little Taoist!

Chen Wuyou hugged Xiao Qingying, gestured towards a direction in the dense forest, and then pointed to the direction Zhang Rongfang left.

The figure in the dense forest flickered, and someone immediately chased after him.

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On the other side, watching the fireworks explode.

Zhang Rongfang withdrew his gaze and quickly scanned his surroundings, trying to find a place to hide.

The trees are dense here, the light is dark, and there are many places suitable for hiding.

He quickly jumped off the boulder, and the increase in life attributes made him much healthier, and his endurance was better than before.

If he was running all the way in the past, he would probably be out of breath.

Just jumped off.

A masked man in black rushed out of the forest behind him.

When the man in black looked up, he happened to be staring at Zhang Rongfang.

"Let's go, the people from Qinghe Palace will be here soon!" Zhang Rongfang yelled suddenly, his expression nervous.

The masked man in black didn't know Zhang Rongfang, he was still guessing, and wanted to make a move, but he was stunned when he heard this sentence.

"How many are here?" He subconsciously asked.

"I don't know, but I heard a noise here just now, so I came to check, and someone put a messenger tube! I was specially arranged to be summoned here!" Zhang Rongfang said in a deep voice.

"It's troublesome!" The man in black cupped his fists, turned and ran.

After running a few steps, he vaguely felt something was wrong, Chen Wuyou never mentioned that he had arranged for other people. this kid

wrong!

He was cheated!

The man in black turned around and looked at Zhang Rongfang. Sure enough, the boy had already run more than ten meters away, and was about to be covered by the shadows in the forest.

He was immediately ashamed and angry, at such an old age, he was being coaxed by a brat, if word of this got out, how could he gain a foothold in the arena in the future! ?

But the sound of the communication tube just now was genuine again. He took a few steps forward and stopped immediately, calculating the time.

The eyes on the mask are cloudy.

"Damn it, don't let me run into you again next time! Brat!"

The man in black stopped chasing, turned around and ran away from the Qinghe Palace.

After a while, he disappeared into the vast sea of ​​trees.

Zhang Rongfang ran a certain distance, turned around and saw that no one was chasing him, so he stopped for a while to catch his breath.

Running with all his strength just now had exhausted him a lot.

After waiting on the spot for a while, soon, there was a sound of running footsteps in the forest towards Qinghe Palace.

Two figures ran out from the forest, one was Senior Sister Zhao Dalcong, and the other was Xiao Rong.

He actually came by himself.

When they saw Zhang Rongfang, they paused.

"Rong Fang, where is Xiao Ying!?" Xiao Rong asked anxiously.

"I was hiding in a tree hole. I was afraid that my senior sister would be found, so I came out first to lure the enemy away!" Zhang Rongfang opened his mouth and said.

When Xiao Rong heard this, his complexion softened a little, but it was still quite dignified.

"take me!"

At that moment, Zhang Rongfang took the two of them and quickly ran towards Xiao Qingying's hiding place.

Not long after, he returned to the tree hole, but only saw that it was empty and there was no one there.

"Where's the person!?" The expression on Xiao Rong's face was instantly cold.

"I told my senior sister not to come out," Zhang Rongfang replied instinctively. But seeing something wrong with Xiao Rong's expression, he quickly kept his mouth shut, but his heart sank.

If something happened to Xiao Qingying, he would definitely not have a good time.

No matter how good-tempered Xiao Rong is, it is very likely that he will vent his anger on him.

"There are footprints on the ground, it looks like a woman, probably belonged to my junior sister!" Zhao Dacong said quickly.

"Walk!"

Xiao Rong took the lead.

The two followed the footsteps and quickly tracked up.

The speed of the two was extremely fast, and they disappeared in the dense forest in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Rongfang wanted to keep up, but on second thought, it was useless to go up by himself, he couldn't catch up at all, so he stood still.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long.

Within a few minutes, there was a loud roar in the forest in the distance.

Zhang Rongfang's heart skipped a beat, he bent his body, and slowly approached the direction of the sound, then looked over there under the cover of bushes and grass.

Soon, Xiao Rong and Zhao Dacong were seen in the dark place in the forest, fighting with two men in black.

There was also a man in black lying on the ground.

Xiao Qingying looked terrified at the side, and there were still tears on her pretty face. Obviously terrified.

Seeing that she was fine, Zhang Rongfang heaved a sigh of relief.

Only then did he have the leisure to watch the fight between Xiao Rong and Zhao Dacong.

After taking a closer look, he discovered that when these people fought, they bumped into a nearby tree, hit a hole, and hit a piece of bark.

Within a few seconds, a man in black was hit on the bridge of the nose, his eyes were dizzy, and then he was hit on the heart with a palm, and he fell to the ground.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the other man in black turned around and ran, disappearing into the forest in a few strokes.

Only then did Zhang Rong realize that all the men in black on the ground were spitting blood, their eyes were dazed, and they seemed to be dying.

Such a ruthless hand, his heart skipped a beat, and his breathing was slightly short of breath.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person, but he had never seen anyone beaten to death.

Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, Zhang Rongfang forcibly shifted his gaze to the two masters.

Xiao Rong and Zhao Dacong had stopped to rest.

Beads of sweat appeared on Xiao Rong's forehead, and his whole body was steaming, obviously exhausted.

Zhao DaCong was fine, looking relaxed.

"Where is Chen Wuyou?" Xiao Rong asked in a deep voice.

"I was knocked out, in the grass over there." Zhao Dacong pointed to the bushes on the other side.

"He was attacked together with Xiaoying. Fortunately, we arrived in time, otherwise, the situation may be very bad."

"Check and see, where are these people coming from?" Xiao Rong was a little tired.

"yes."

Zhang Rongfang also came out at this time, clasped his fists and bowed to the two.

"Master, sister."

"You came out with Xiaoying this time, do you have any clues about the situation?" Xiao Rong asked in a deep voice.

He had already spotted Zhang Rongfang hiding in the grass, so it was no surprise.

"Back to Master, when our group reached a forest, Senior Brother Chen Wuyou left halfway to catch squirrels, leaving only the three of us.

Also, Senior Brother Chen's voice sounded familiar to the disciples. And this trip was also invited by Senior Brother Chen. "

Zhang Rongfang approached and whispered.

"You suspect it's him?" Xiao Rong's eyes were calm.

Zhang Rongfang didn't reply, just nodded.

Needless to say?

This outing was planned by Chen Wuyou, and he was the first one to run when he came out. In addition to the voice he heard before, it was very similar to Chen Wuyou.

These reasons add up to enough.

"I know about this." Xiao Rong nodded heavily, "Fortunately, nothing happened to Xiaoying." A flash of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Wait first, wait for someone to come from the back door, and check the area thoroughly. I want to see, who is so bold as to commit murder near our Qinghe Palace!?"

After that, there was nothing to do with Zhang Rongfang, and soon another communication tube rushed into the sky.

Followed by a dozen martial arts disciples from Qinghe Palace, led by a middle-aged Taoist priest, began to search in all directions.

And Zhang Rongfang returned to Qinghe Palace together with Xiao Qingying and Chen Wuyou.

Back in the palace, Zhang Rongfang was so exhausted that he threw himself on the bed and fell asleep with his head covered.

It was not until the morning bell rang that he was woken up from his deep sleep.

He was just an ordinary person in his previous life. No matter how well-prepared he was for this experience, once he really met those men in black, he might not be able to survive a single round, and he would be knocked down with a single punch.

Look at the situation where Xiao Rong and Zhao Dacong fought against those men in black before, their palms and fists hit a piece of bark.

If it hit him, it would be like a file and a hammer, and a piece of flesh and blood would be smashed.

‘However, Master Xiao Rong is said to be a third-rank master, but when it comes to fighting, why is it so difficult to beat those men in black who ran out casually? And let someone run away? '

Zhang Rongfang was puzzled.

Boom boom boom.

At this moment, the door was knocked lightly.

"Senior Brother Zhang, are you awake?" Sun Yuanfeng's voice came from outside the door.

Sun Yuanfeng was Xiao Rong's close servant disciple. Although he was a servant disciple, since he came here, it meant that Xiao Rong had something to look for him.

"Here we come!" Zhang Rongfang got up quickly, knowing that the attack might have a result.

After putting on his robe, he hurriedly fetched water from the water tank, washed his hands and wiped his face, and then he opened the door and followed Sun Yuanfeng towards the small attic where Xiao Rong lived.

On the way, Zhang Rongfang couldn't hold back, so he asked.

"Junior Brother Sun, I have a doubt and would like to ask for advice."

Sun Yuanfeng smiled. "Senior brother Zhang, talk about it, I will know everything about the junior brother who can say it."

"That's good." Zhang Rongfang didn't hide, and directly asked his doubts about the strength gap between the ranks.

"The strength and weakness between martial arts levels?" Sun Yuanfeng smiled, "I really know that."

He often served by Xiao Rong's side, and he knew much more about martial arts than Zhang Rongfang at this time.

"Grade only represents your strongest strength and glory in the past, but people will become weak, old, and sick. So it's normal to behave differently."

"Furthermore, the ones with grades mostly represent rich experience in actual combat, but two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and the fists are afraid of the young. Many high-ranking masters will decline in strength when they get older.

I heard the mage mentioned before that there was a master who was rated as the eighth rank by the imperial court. Because of his temperament and personality, he was withdrawn and did not fit in with others. When he was old, he had no heirs and disciples to rely on. Beaten to death by a fifth-rank challenge. "