The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 64 The weak and the strong
There are still two days until the Five Mountains Alliance Meeting.

In the grove, Wang Hai ran hurriedly.

His breathing became more and more rapid, and his Qi had reached the bottom, making it difficult for him to maintain even the most basic circulation of Qi. His clothes were soaked with blood and stuck to his body.

Some of it was his enemies' blood, but most of it was his own.

He had been on the run for two days.

The light skill of Zhou Mingxu, the leader of the Thick Earth Banner of the Ming Cult, is the unique skill of the Ming Cult, "Flying Catkins and Green Smoke Skill". He is as light as flying catkins and flutters in the mist like light smoke. Wang Hai can't compare with him. Moreover, he is worthy of being the head of the Ming Cult's secret spy. He has no reserve of a master at all. Nothing on his body is not poisoned.

Wang Hai was caught up by him several times, and the wounds and poisons on his body increased.

Last night, he found an opportunity to trick Zhou Mingxu, and both sides were seriously injured.

Zhou Mingxu retreated, and Wang Hai took this opportunity to use his true energy to dissolve the poison in himself.

Fortunately, Wang Hai's inner strength was built by Li Miao. Although it was not very deep, it was extremely pure. It took a night to completely eliminate the poison.

However, the damage to his body's meridians during this period was difficult to recover. It could be said that he was so weak that any third-rate master could kill him.

When Wang Hai set out to escape again, he found that he was surrounded.

Zhou Mingxu did not give up. After realizing that Wang Hai was a sinister and tough guy, he stopped attacking him himself. Instead, he fell far behind Wang Hai and stopped moving forward.

When Wang Hai was unable to move and could only stop to regulate his breathing and recover his energy, the Ming Cult disciples were sent to consume Wang Hai's true energy bit by bit.

Judging from the fact that Zhou Mingxu watched Wang Hai torture his subordinates that night and gambled with their lives, he did not take the lives of the Ming Cult disciples seriously.

So Wang Hai no longer had the idea of taking hostages and could only kill one hostage at a time.

Now, he was caught up again.

Wang Hai walked forward a few steps and suddenly he coughed. His body became unsteady and he held on to the tree trunk next to him to avoid falling down.

It seems that the injury is beyond his ability to bear and his life is in danger.

In an instant, a man flashed out from behind the tree and chopped down Wang Hai's head with a long knife!

puff.

slam-la-

The long sword in the man's hand lost its strength and slashed Wang Hai's forehead softly, leaving a wound about an inch long.

Wang Hai pulled his hand away from the man's chest, shook off the broken flesh on his hand, wiped the blood from the wound on his forehead that flowed into his eyes, picked up the long knife, and struggled to run forward.

The village he came to investigate could not be considered a hiding place for a spy from the Ming Cult.

In this town, there is a branch of the Ming Cult.

Now in the mountains and forests, no matter how fast he ran, he could not escape the encirclement of the Ming Cult disciples.

His only hope is the official road.

Wang Hai was not planning to divert the blame. He was thinking that the Ming Cult was a thorn in the side of the imperial court after all, so he had to be somewhat cautious.

If Wang Hai stopped when he saw someone, Zhou Mingxu would naturally kill him and the others. But he fled along the official road, and there were many passers-by coming and going, and there were many people and eyes. The Ming Cult should at least choose a road with no people to start.

This should delay the time a bit.

Wang Hai knew the effect of the love poison and also understood Xiao Si and knew what she would do.

The relationship between the two of them was not a momentary impulse of young people, but was based on mutual understanding. Wang Hai knew that no matter how worried Xiao Si was about him, she would not lose her mind.

Wang Hai believes that Xiao Si will make the right choice.

As long as he can hold off until Li Miao arrives, he can survive.

The official road is ahead.

A human voice could be heard faintly.

Wang Hai took a deep breath, rushed out of the jungle and stepped onto the solid official road.

Saw Zhao Ying. "It's you!"

Zhao Ying was walking with his head down when he heard footsteps coming from the jungle nearby. Fearing that it was bandits, he placed his hand on the hilt of his sword in alert.

Seeing Wang Hai covered in blood rushing out of the woods, he took a closer look and recognized him immediately.

At this time, Zhao Ying left the Huwei Escort Agency with a few trusted men and wanted to go to Northern Zhili to seek refuge with his relatives.

The events of the Taishan Sect caused a lot of uproar. Liu Baiyun executed Li Miao's plan very well. Now all the people in the underworld in the entire Jinan Prefecture knew that the Jinyiwei was going to take action against the Taishan Sect.

Zhao Ying had originally placed his hopes of revenge on Zuo Lishan, so he would naturally inquire about the news in detail.

After inquiring, she found out that the Huashan Sect had already defected to the imperial court.

Zhao Ying wanted to go to Taishan Sect to ask Zuo Lishan for clarification, but when she got to the foot of the mountain, she hesitated.

She has no brothers or sisters now, and her widowed mother still depends on her for a living. This trip would be dangerous, and she cannot take the risk.

So she went back to the Huwei Escort Agency, thinking that since the Taishan Sect could no longer be trusted, she would have to find another way.

But when she returned, she found that the Huwei Escort Agency had changed a lot.

Zhao Ying's martial arts skills were mostly wasted, so it was hard for her to convince the crowd. Compared with the Taishan Sect and Zuo Lishan, she was still too young.

When the deal was negotiated, regardless of whether Zuo Lishan fulfilled his contract or not, the Huwei Escort Agency had no relationship with the Zhao family.

Fortunately, the deacon of Taishan Sect still took Zhao Ying's reputation into consideration and gave him some money.

Zhao Ying was disheartened at this time, knowing that he could not keep the money with his martial arts, so he took a few confidants and went to Beizhili to seek refuge with relatives. After everything was settled, he came back to pick up his mother.

But unexpectedly, he ran into Wang Hai who was running for his life here.

Zhao Ying drew his sword and asked, "Where's Mei Qinghe!?"

Wang Hai glanced at her and ignored her. He just said, "Run away." Then he ran forward without looking back.

Zhao Ying had seen Wang Hai's martial arts that day and realized that his sword skills were useless and he could not stop him, so he watched Wang Hai leave.

Just as she was secretly feeling sad and angry, several Ming Cult disciples suddenly rushed out of the jungle.

Zhou Mingxu followed closely behind, walked out, and glanced at Zhao Ying and others.

"Keep chasing."

After saying that, he casually threw a handful of ox-hair needles at Zhao Ying and the others.

It was really just a casual move, without any planning, just like grabbing a handful of leaves. After all, he was a man of the world with a sword and a knife, so he was killed.

But he shot Zhao Ying and several others to the ground, and they kept twitching.

Then the Ming Cult members continued to chase in the direction Wang Hai fled.

After a while, the people on the ground began to foam at the mouth, their hands and feet slowly stopped moving, and they lost their voices.

Only Zhao Ying, although his swordsmanship was abolished, his internal strength was still there and he managed to recover.

She glanced at the corpse on the ground, struggled to crawl over, and sniffed for breath.

Only after she had checked the breath and pulse of several of her confidants did she begin to cry.

After a while, Zhao Ying managed to climb up, holding on to his sword.

After dragging the bodies of several of his confidants to the woods by the roadside and covering them with some branches and leaves, Zhao Ying turned around and staggered away.

"Father... everything you taught me was wrong... everything was wrong..."

"What justice, what morality... it's all bullshit..."

"After all, in this world, the strong prey on the weak."

(End of this chapter)