C95 (1/2)

”Boom …” At this moment, the ground suddenly shook slightly. There was a faint rumbling sound coming from the distance, and it actually became louder and louder. ”Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love!”

”Reinforcements are coming!” Du Xi's eyes lit up and he could not help but laugh out loud.

”Retreat!”

In front of Du Xi, a man dressed in black seemed to have woken up from a dream, and looked at Tang Huan fiercely.

”Stop!” You won't be able to escape! ”

Du Xi bellowed, but was powerless to stop them.

The remaining men in black also came back to their senses. They moved almost at the same time. They didn't even have time to take away their companions' corpses. In just a short moment, they had vanished without a trace.

Once they left, the remaining Martial Warriors s all sat down on the ground.

Although the goods on the carriage weren't lost, the fierce battle just now had caused the area to lose a lot of corpses. Out of the six black clothed men, seven or eight of the Martial Warriors s had been killed, and more than twenty were still alive.

Tang Huan retracted his gaze, retrieved the cloth strip and wrapped it around the Crimson Flame Spear.

Just from the looks of the men in black before they left, Tang Huan knew that they would probably hold a grudge against him. However, Tang Huan did not care, he was wearing a mask now, and after taking it off, he would be dressed up, as long as he was careful not to reveal his weapon, it would not be easy to recognize him.

”Little brother, I am truly sorry. I misunderstood you. If it wasn't for you, none of us would have survived.”

A voice suddenly came out, but Du Xi walked over to Tang Huan's side with a limp. His face was filled with shame and regret.

His face was delicate and pretty, his body was tall and slender, long hair flowed behind his head, and he held a black spear in his hand. A long and narrow wound extended from his left shoulder to his right rib, and between his chest and abdomen, it was completely dyed red with blood.

This man was Yin Fei, the second Stage Five Martial Master in the convoy.

”Brother Ye, I was wrong to blame you these few days. I thought that you didn't have any plans, and that I would be disrespectful to you. Please forgive me, little brother.” Yin Fei also cupped his hands, with an apologetic look in his eyes.

”It's fine.”

After Tang Huan heard this, he smiled faintly.

When he had applied for the position of guard in the convoy, he had not used his real name, but rather used a fake name, called ”Ye Ze.” This was actually the name of a student of his from his previous life.

Hearing Tang Huan's words, Du Xi and Yin Fei felt even more guilty, and the surrounding Martial Warriors s couldn't help but lower their heads in shame. [Previous Chapter] [Table of Contents]

Along the way, although Tang Huan was following the convoy, he was isolated by the crowd.

Even until the moment that group of black-clothed men appeared, the Martial Warriors closer to Tang Huan were still on guard against his sneak attack. However, no one expected that this person, who looked like he was on guard against a thief, would actually become their savior in the end.

Just as Du Xi had said, if not for Tang Huan, the entire convoy would have been completely annihilated.

Tang Huan had first quickly killed two Stage Five Martial Master s, then attracted four Stage Four Martial Master s from the other party. Otherwise, as long as six people attacked Du Xi and Yin Fei together, the six of them could easily end the battle.

At that time, even if reinforcements were to arrive, they would only be able to see the corpses on the ground.

”Little brother is magnanimous, but it makes me feel even more ashamed.”

Du Xi regretfully sighed, and looked at them in the blink of an eye with a bitter smile on his face, ”If I had heard Little Brother's reminder earlier, my losses wouldn't have been so heavy.”