The sound came from a slope on the right front of Alayanzong. His eyes drifted over and he saw a man in black lying there motionless.

A person slowly walked out from behind the slope. This person was taller, nine feet long, dressed in purple brocade clothes, with a three-foot sword flashing with cold light. His face was solemn and his voice was loud.

"Sure enough, it's not unjust that Trang'er died at your hands!"

Ala Yanzong was shocked when he heard this. How did this person know that I had killed Tranger? He must have a lot of background, and he was definitely not as simple as someone from Med Manor, so he immediately became vigilant.

His clothes are so gorgeous and solemn, it looks like an official uniform, not an ordinary martial arts person, and it seems to have nothing to do with Meade Manor.

Although Mednanfu's clothes were luxurious, they were just luxurious, and he exuded the aura of a rich man.

This person's clothes reminded him of Trang'er. Trang'er was also dressed in purple. Their clothes were similar in style except for the different colors. The same was true for the man in black. He was once hit by a flying knife.

The two men in black were also dressed in the same way.

Someone sent by the imperial court!

It seems that his wanted manhunt continues, and the king has not let him go.

The hatred in Alayanzong's heart became even stronger. These people were so despicable that they even hijacked the Wula Peach to threaten him and force him to come out.

Okay, here I come!

Alayanzong knew that he could not send away these hawks and dogs, nor could he save the peach of Ula. All words were unnecessary, no more hesitation, jumped up and looked at the sword!

In an instant, he had arrived in front of the purple-robed swordsman, and his dagger danced brilliantly like a flower, like a whirlwind, attacking the purple-robed man.

The sword of the man in purple is still dancing with the sudden sound of wind, and the sword is sparkling!

Suddenly, a group of green shadows and a group of purple shadows were entangled together, and a short sword and a long sword were handed over in one place.

Suddenly, a sudden wind blows, branches sway and leaves move, grass flies and trees break, and thunder breaks out on the ground!

Er, the wind stops and the trees become quiet, and everything returns to silence.

The purple-robed swordsman leaned on the ground with his sword, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. An expression of unwillingness solidified on his face. There was already a transparent hole in the pit of his heart!

Die without falling, die without resting in peace!

Ala Yanzong touched his chest and saw a handful of blood. There was a cut in his green robe. He quickly reached out and touched several acupuncture points on his chest to stop the bleeding.

Although bursts of pain told him that he was injured, he still couldn't care about it. He was thinking about the safety of Ula Zhitao, so he took up his breath and ran towards the slope.

When he came to the slope, he saw Wula Zhitao tied to an elm tree with a cloth stuffed in her mouth. Seeing him appear, she moved her body and made a purring sound from her mouth as if calling him.

Another gray figure was seen running south quickly. Ala Yanzong looked familiar, but because he didn't see his face, he couldn't tell who that person was.

He endured the pain and hurried to Ula Zhitao, took off the rag from his mouth, and cut the rope that bound her with his sword.

Wula Zhitao cried "Wow" and was about to throw herself into his arms when she saw the wound on his chest and touched the area around the wound with both hands, but she cried even more happily.

Ala Yanzong stretched out his left hand to hold him in his arms and comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay."

When he raised his eyes to look at the fleeing gray figure, there was no trace of it, and he could only hear the sound of horse hooves disappearing quickly.

Seeing Wula Zhitao's cries gradually subsided, Alayanzong asked, "Have you ever remembered that person's appearance?"

With tears in her eyes, Ula Zhitao raised her head and said, "It's Yeluha!"

"Yeluha?" Alayanzong was still surprised, "Yeluha, Mede Manor, a master in the field, it seems that Mede Nanfu still tipped off and revealed our whereabouts."

When Wula Zhitao saw that blood was still oozing from his chest, she curled her lips and started crying again, "You are injured, let me bandage you."

Ala Yanzong lowered his head and looked at his chest, "It doesn't matter, the injury is not serious, the bleeding has stopped, and I didn't bring any gold sore medicine. It won't be too late to deal with it when I go back."

At this moment, someone was heard shouting: "Sister Zhitao, are you okay?" The waiter Allah was already running over in a hurry.

He secretly watched the battle in the forest from behind the slope beside the woods. When he saw Ala Yanzong killing the robbers in three strikes, he became bolder, so he got up and ran over.

Seeing Ala Yanzong and Wula Zhitao hugging each other intimately, he felt very embarrassed.

He touched his head with his hand and said: "Ah...ah! Their clothes don't look like robbers, but more like official people."

Wula Zhitao was still sobbing a little, with tears on her cheeks, and curled her lips and said: "Little brother, it was Yeluha who caused it."

"Yeluha! This man who suffered a thousand blows! Why haven't you seen him? Where is he?"

Ula Zhitao pointed to the direction and said, "Run away."

At this time, Allah's waiter also saw the blood stains on Ala Yanzong's chest.

"Brother, you are injured! Is it okay? I will bandage it for you."

Ala Yanzong let go of Wula Zhitao and waved his hand, "No, let's talk about it when we get back."

A horse neighed, and he raised his hand and pointed to the south of the woods, "There are horses over there, let's go and take a look."

Anla's waiter looked concerned, "You're injured, are you okay?"

"It's a small injury, it doesn't matter, let's go."

Wula Zhitao curled her lips and sobbed again, "Such a long opening is not important." As she said this, she followed Alayanzong and walked towards the south end of the woods.

After walking forty or fifty meters, I did see three horses tied under a tree and grazing.

Anla's waiter quickly ran over, unbridled the horse and led it over, "We just happened to be riding back. Although the robber is hateful, he left us three horses, which is really good."

Ala Yanzong saw Allah's waiter smiling and couldn't help but glared at him, "Do you mean you still want to thank these robbers?"

Anla's waiter realized that he seemed to have said something wrong and quickly denied it, "No, no, no, I didn't mean that. I meant this... this is our trophy! It's just that Sister Rang Zhitao was frightened. This

It’s something I hate very much.”

He looked at Ala Yanzong again, "What I hate even more is that my brother was injured. Hurry up and get on your horse. I'll bandage you up when I get back."

The three of them got on their horses and walked less than ten meters south before embarking on a country road.

The horses' hooves were heard and the dust was flying. The three of them took a detour and soon returned to the village courtyard.

The villagers had finished dividing the food and left the courtyard. The red-maned horse and the big green horse had been tied under the tree and were eating grass brought by someone unknown.

After dismounting, Allah's servant tied them one by one under other trees.

Wula Zhitao accompanied Ala Yanzong into the house to bandage the wound.

Anla's waiter saw that the stove had opened a cloth bag. He picked it up and saw that there were about ten kilograms of rice left by the villagers. There were a few fresh fish in the pottery pot on the side.

Ala Yanzong shouted in the house: "Little brother, go find a few people and get rid of the corpses in the woods."

Waiter Allah responded, turned around and left the hospital to find Gulizai.

After Wula Zhitao applied the golden sore medicine to Ala Yanzong and bandaged the wound, he found a gray gown from the package and replaced the torn green gown.

Ala Yanzong moved his arms and saw that there was nothing serious, so he took out a navy blue dress from a small package thrown on the bed and handed it to Ula Zhitao.

When Wula Zhitao saw that it was a new lady's robe, she did not try it on immediately, but hugged it in her arms and began to cry again.
Chapter completed!