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Chapter 188 Save You, or Save Him?

When she heard the slow and slight rustle of footsteps, she thought it was Jimo who was catching up, and closed her eyes in despair.

However, after waiting for a while, nothing happened.

She opened her eyes: a pair of snow-white boots and a snow-white figure stood quietly in front of her head.

The only thing that is not white is the beautiful eyes that are light blue and clear.

Regardless of how he was here or what his position was, she stretched out her hand towards him with all her strength:

“Save…Save…”

The other party slowly squatted down and looked into her eyes flatly:

“Today is in a good mood, I can save people. But I only want to save one. You said, save you, or save him?”

“He… save him!”

Xi Yue pushed Guangzuo, who was motionless in her arms, towards him. This push exhausted all her remaining strength, and her eyes went dark, and she didn’t know anything.

Monroe slowly got up, looked behind him, panting, and carrying Gong Jiu’s stiff body with difficulty, moving one step at a time, Guangchen who walked over:

“I seem to be asking the wrong question… It should be asking: save him or save the blame.”

His gaze stayed on a dark shadow not far away.

“Yes again, this kind of disgusting thing.”

The black shadow flashed, and disappeared without waiting for his next move.

Monroe placed the guqin finger behind him, paused slightly, and pushed half of the guqin back into the bag.

“Miss! Guangzuo Dage!”

Guangchen left Gong Jiu, crying at the two people on the ground.

Monroe lifted the basket full of herbs in front of his feet, and said lightly: “Take them and follow me.”

He turned straight away.

Guangchen was stunned to face the three unconscious companions lying on the ground: “……!!!”

Fortunately, Yang Dayan climbed down the vine in time, pinched one in one hand, and Guang Chen dragged one, barely stumbling to keep up with Monroe’s floating pace in front.

Monroe glanced at Yang’s big eyes, his eyes moved slightly, and he said nothing.

He didn’t say, Yang Dayan and Guang Chen naturally didn’t talk too much.

Monroe took them from another trail and detoured up and down the road. Yang’s eyes are good, and Guangchen, a short-sized boy carrying an adult, is really struggling. Seeing Monroe’s direction, he was on the mountain again, and he was speechless for a while:

Why did they dare to go down the mountain just now? The casualties are so heavy, and as a result, they have to go up the mountain again…

But Guangzuo and Xi Yue suffered heavy injuries. Especially Guang Zuo, with the broken sword through his body, he didn’t know if he could survive…Even if he made his life, he still had to grab Monroe, the only straw.

Fortunately, I haven’t walked too many times, it seems to have reached the goal.

In the mountains and forests and rocks, there is actually a shack on the top of the mountain built with wooden boards and withered grass. Around these sheds, thick and tall fences were built. Outside the two gates, there were four sturdy men with bare chests and arms, a large earthen bow on their backs, and a machete stuck in their waists.

His face is full of flesh, and his face is fierce, which is not easy to provoke.

Guang Chen stopped, and quietly touched his bow and arrow with one hand.

Monroe turned a blind eye and just moved forward.

To Guangchen’s surprise, the two bandit-like big guys actually nodded and bowed, moved forward and back to open the door to welcome Monroe. When I saw them, I didn’t ask any questions, just came up and helped me carefully.

Yang Dayan would not allow any outsiders to touch Xi Yue, but only allowed them to carry Guangzuo and Gongjiu in.

Monroe stopped at the most spacious wooden house in the center. I saw outside the door Inner Sect, filled with herbs, and the empty snow bridal chamber without a few pieces of furniture was set off with a bit of smoke.

There is no bed in the room, only a table like a table but slightly wider than the table, covered with a layer of white cloth.

Monroe nodded the table and motioned to the big guys to put Guangzuo on the table. Yang Dayan turned around the room, and placed Xi Yue on the only chair in the corner. As for the others, including Gong Jiu, they were all blasted out by Monroe and closed the door.

Guang Chen was a little dumbfounded, and he never dared to anger Monroe at the moment. You can only pull Yang Dayan and exit with the crowd.

A big man beside him looked at them with envy:

“You must be someone the boss knows? The boss is in a good or bad mood, and it’s hard to see him treat one person for ten and a half months. One rescue today is two…you are so lucky!”

“…”

Guangchen was speechless for a while, looking at the stakes like Yang Dayan who was rooting outside the door, he could only talk and inquire: “You call Mr. Door boss? Why?”

“So the boss’s surname is—”

The big man pulled Guangchen away from the house and lowered his voice:

“Boss, when we are old and young, it’s been almost a month. We never know his surname, name, or origin…Who dare to ask? The question is that we are in a bad mood, and we are in a bad mood. We must suffer!”

He glanced at Guangchen, his face full of admiration: “You can be acquaintances of the boss, it seems that the boss does not hate you…it is so lucky!”

Guangchen: “…we actually…”

After thinking about it, I didn’t say the second half, but continued to talk from this somewhat silly big guy: “Are you… bandits?”

“What a thief!”

The big man was unwilling: “We are very open-minded mountain bandits-we only kill people and looting, looting the large transactions of passing traders and passers-by. We are petty and disdain to do it.”

Guang Chen twitched the corners of his mouth: “Then, why did Mr. Men become your boss? Where is your original boss?”

The man turned pale, shaking his lips for a long time, and sighed:

“You don’t regard your Mr. Door as the boss, we have dozens of brothers in the cottage, and there is no place to be buried that day! Our original boss was by him…”

He seemed to recall the scariest thing, his pupils dilated and his hands and feet trembled: “He was tortured and killed!”

So a person who is calm and untouched by dust.

Guangchen didn’t believe it: “Mr. Door is not such a person!”

The big man glanced at him weakly: “You are his acquaintances, so naturally he won’t use such brutal methods to deal with you. But at that time… we originally regarded him as a fat sheep and wanted to rob him. .”

Now that I think about it, I can’t wait to slap myself and the boss!

How could he regard a fiendish star as a fat sheep with his lame eyes?

The original boss was so accustomed to him that he never dreamed that he would kick on the iron plate this time.

“Killing but nodding…”

The big man murmured: “But have you seen that, with a gesture of action, you blasted the seven or eight people around him into scum in an instant?! Heads, stumps, flesh and blood… living people? , Shattered the ground in a blink of an eye. The most…the most terrifying thing is…”

At that time, it seemed that a drop of blood had splashed on the corner of the evil star suit.

At that time, the evil star looked at his eyes from the corner of his clothes, and frightened the remaining dozens of people to almost incontinence.

I don’t know who took the lead. A group of people all knelt down, kowtow desperately, and recognized the boss.

Monroe’s skill is equal to Gong Jiu. The power of the cultivator is indeed tyrannical. Guangchen is puzzled by another point:

“How could Mr. Door stay in your cottage… The environmental conditions here are so bad, doesn’t he dislike it?”