The Emerald Tower

The big raindrops pattered on the face and body.

Not only a little pain, but also a chill.

Deren York felt the chill coming in from the outside of his body, and his whole body shivered constantly, but his footsteps did not stop, with a touch of rejoicing, he ran in the opposite direction of York City.

If it weren't for such heavy rain, it would be difficult for him to escape the chase of the three silver knights even if he was suspicious.

The smell of blood and the footprints on the ground are enough to expose everything.

Fortunately, under the heavy rain, everything was covered up.

And the three Silver Silvers who lost his track will inevitably search in the direction of York City, so if they run in the opposite direction, it is safe for the time being.

Uncontrollably, Drenyork felt a little loose in his heart——

Puff!

Carrying the Marquis of York on his back, York fell into the quagmire. The muddy water instantly soaked Dren York, making it more and more embarrassed.

However, the Marquis of York was not too contaminated.

In addition to being on Drenyork's back, it is more that when he fell, Drenyork tried his best to drag his father.

Huh, Huh!

Half of Derenyork's face was buried in the muddy water, just panting hard, the muddy water rippled with countless blisters, mud and sand, 2 even, pouring down Derenyork's nose and mouth.

In his mouth and nose, there was a pain from the friction of mud and sand, which made Derenyork quickly recovered. He suddenly jumped up, carried his father on his back, and moved forward again.

This is only temporary security. It's not really safe.

Staggered. Feel the weakness of the body. When Deren York gritted his teeth, the heart beat rapidly again, and the blood all over his body burned at this moment.

Suddenly, the footsteps became strong again, and the speed became fast.

Although the sequelae are obvious, for Deren York, this is his root.

Like an arrow from the string, Deren York carried his father on his back. Changing directions in the rain screen, only take a break when it is really unsupportable.

During the third rest, Deren York had already ran for hundreds of kilometers with his father on his back, and the Marquis of York also began to gradually wake up at this time.

From trance to sobriety, it was only a moment.

The Marquis of York saw the second son close at hand.

The muddy second son was galloping in the rain with his back behind.

"Let me down!"

There was an irreversible tone in the weak voice.

However, Drenyork turned a deaf ear. Instead, it moved forward at a faster speed.

"Let me down!"

The Marquis of York repeated it again, at the same time. Start struggling.

As always stubborn and rigid.

However, Deren York has shown the unique character of the York family at this time—whatever you look for, no matter what others are doing, you must do it.

He ignored his father's words, and made the struggle of the Marquis of York useless with a more stable posture.

It wasn't until a cliff appeared in front of him that Drenyork stopped slightly.

He looked at the cliff and the river below.

Then, climbed down without hesitation.

It didn't reach the end, but stopped in the middle of the position.

boom!

He slammed a fist against the solid cliff, and suddenly, a small pit appeared.

Then came the second and third punches.

After Deren York smashed a hole where people could hide, he stopped and put his father on his back into it.

"Tamen gave me the position of the patriarch!"

Standing on the edge of the cave, Deren York looked at his weak father and opened his mouth.

"You are not suitable, I will not agree!"

The Marquis of York said hard, without any intention of changing his original intention.

"I know!"

Derenyoke laughed, as if he had encountered the happiest thing. He looked at his father and said word by word: "How can I accept the alms of the tower? Even if I want the position of the patriarch, I will also grab it with my own hands... Moreover, I don't want the position of the patriarch at all now-that position is too small for me, and the whole jade is too small, how could it be my stage! "

"You and the tower gate will guard the emerald honestly, and I will surpass you and the tower gate. I will make my reputation known throughout the world. I want everyone to know that I am Deren York. From the Emerald York family, not from the Deren Yorke of the Emerald York family!"

As if it were an oath, Deren York said loudly and powerfully.

But during the whole process, he kept smiling.

After finishing speaking, before the Marquis of York could say anything, Dren York climbed up quickly.

The Marquis of York subconsciously raised his arm, but he was extremely weak and couldn't even do this. He could only watch his second son disappear before his eyes.

His lips moved slightly, but the Marquis of York didn't say anything.

...

Climbing up the cliff, Derenyoke took a deep breath.

He accomplished his goal when he left York City-to ask his father.

And the answer is not surprising.

However, he doesn't care about these anymore, he has more important things to do.

"If the three Silver Knights of the West are not real idiots, they should have recovered by this time... They searched here, but they will inevitably separate for efficiency..."

Deren York recalled what he had seen all the way in his mind, and then, simulating the movements of three chasing soldiers, rushed straight in one direction.

There is a vantage point where you can overlook the surroundings.

The three Xiti Silver will inevitably use there as a temporary base to search around.

Even for the arrangement of the three West Tier Silvers, Deren York can guess it.

It is nothing more than that one person occupies the commanding heights and supports in the play. Search around the remaining two people.

Very commonly used technique. because. It works.

And this is also an opportunity for Drenyork, he rushed to the commanding heights without hesitation-here is the most obvious flaw, but also the most dangerous place.

If there is no way to kill the opponent with a single blow, he will be flanked by the remaining two silvers.

But even so, Dren York will choose here.

Because he still has a chance to choose here, he will definitely be found by the silver observed here if he chooses the two remaining Xiti Silver in the search.

In the rain. Deren York, who was covered in mud, crawled in the mud, approaching the target little by little.

He doesn't have more stealth skills, but he understands disguise and surprise attacks.

In particular, his special skills made him seem like an object without.

And Xiti Silver didn't seem to expect Deren York to do this.

After all, in this Xiti Silver's consciousness, what they were looking for were two people. One was unconscious and the other had several swords in his body. They should have been seriously injured.

It's right for these two people to flee in embarrassment.

and so. When Derren York violently rose from the mud, covered his nose and mouth, and snapped his neck. Apart from fear, the face of this Xiti Silver was full of incredible expressions.

"First!"

Drenyork dropped the corpse casually, looking for the second target in the heights.

Compared with the first one, the second goal is not that difficult. Moreover, Drenyork has not yet provided potions and a long sword.

Although Drenyork didn't waste any blood because of his special skills, the healing of the wound still requires medicine.

Without hesitation, Delunyo overcomes the potion.

Then, he picked up the long sword and moved forward towards the third target.

However, what Derenyork had expected was that the third target was extremely alert, and he was spotted just as he approached.

This made Derenyork frowned.

"The blood-burning assassin?"

Siti Silver scanned Deren York's abnormal face and wounds and found a hint.

And because of this clue, the Xiti Silver changed his idea of ​​rushing to fight Deren York, and changed to Yudou.

He knows very well that although burning blood is powerful, its disadvantages are even greater.

Not only will there be a rather long period of weakness, but it will also reduce the life span. Few people who choose to burn blood with such secret techniques have lived through their prime of life.

Therefore, such secret techniques have become the only way for some dark forces to train dead men and assassins.

After all, such a technique is not only powerful, but also quick.

With a sneer, Siti Silver circled around Dren York.

He has imagined the end of the opponent.

Once the opponent starts to become weak, it is really inferior to ordinary people. When that happens, he can take care of the opponent.

Subconsciously, several types of torture have appeared in his mind.

However, before this Xiti Silver thought about what kind of torture should be used, Derenyoke suddenly shot his sword.

Cang!

With a crisp sound of swords, the long sword twisted and slowly pierced Xiti Baiyin.

Seeing such a sword, Xiti Baiyin was only left with a mockery.

"It's really not even a child..."

Before the words were completely finished, the Xiti Baiyin's expression changed, because he suddenly discovered that when he took another step, he was about to hit the long sword.

Such a change shocked Xiti Baiyin, and he subconsciously paused, then stepped back.

However, immediately he was shocked again, and with this retreat, he appeared before the tip of the sword inexplicably.

Retreat and flash again.

For a dozen times in a row, Xiti Baiyin was already pale and drenched in cold sweat.

He found that no matter how he dodges, he can't avoid this sword.

how is this possible? !

Xiti Baiyin looked at Deren York, who was covered in mud, and then punched with a sullen face.

He can't avoid such a sword!

This is a fact!

But it doesn't mean that he has to wait and die!

He can die together!

No longer paying attention to the sword that pierced his chest, his fist struck out with all his strength, but the next moment, his chest was pierced.

Leave the sword!

"I didn't have any brains at first, but after being confused by the situation in front of me, I even lost my brains!"

Deren York looked at the corpse with disdain.

However, in the next moment, his face quickly turned pale.

The sequelae of burning blood began to break out!

What made Deren York even more uncomfortable was the sharp pain in his head.

He is very familiar with such severe pain-whenever he calculates too much, such pain will appear.

Just take a break.

But at this time...

"I can't rest, I can't rest..."

Deren York warned himself this way, but the instinct of the body made him fall to the ground in a coma.

After a while, two figures appeared not far away.

Both are dressed plainly, one is a teenager and the other is middle-aged.

Young people, with smart eyes, looking around, giving people a clever feeling.

The middle-aged man, with a normal face and a stubble stubble, was hugged by a turban of similar color, and only a few strands were exposed, floating with the movement of his thin, slender body.

A long sword with a slightly torn scabbard was held in the opponent's hand. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Teacher, dead man! Hey, there is a guy who is not dead! Are we going to save him?"

Kurock exclaimed.

"Well……"

Chastain looked at Drenyork, and then his eyes were attracted by the footprints of the ground that had not been washed away by the rain. In an instant, Chastain's mind came up with the person who was pierced by the sword. The calculation of the comatose person was forced into desperation next step and then died.

"What an interesting swordsmanship-save him!"

Chastain whispered to himself, and then directly ordered his disciple.

"is teacher!"

Kurock nodded.

First update~ (to be continued...)

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