Wuxia: The Strongest Crossing
15 Kill the Skinned Dhuta

Shan Zhong

Settings
ScrollingScrolling

"I see that benefactor is quite tired from traveling day and night," Madam Zhuang continued.”He pointed at Shuang 'er and said," This little girl Shuang' er has followed me for many years and has done her job properly. We'll give her to our benefactor. Please take her with you and serve him in the future."”

Su Fan was delighted. He didn't expect this.

Su Fan looked at Shuang 'er again and saw the eagerness in her eyes. He smiled and asked,""Shuang 'er, are you willing to go with me?”Shuang 'er lowered her head and said softly," Third Young Mistress asked me to serve my husband. Naturally…naturally, I have to listen to Third Young Mistress's orders."”"Then are you willing?" Su Fan asked. I'm afraid we'll encounter danger." "I'm not afraid of danger," said Shuang 'er.

" You answered my second question," Su Fan said with a smile." You didn't answer my first question." You are not afraid of danger, but you are not willing in your heart when Madam gave you to me.”Shuang 'er said," Madam has treated me with great kindness. My husband has also done a great favor to the Zhuang family. Madam asked me to serve my husband, so I will definitely do my best to serve Young Master. If Young Master treats me well, it's because my life is good. If he doesn't treat me well, it's because…it's because my life is bitter."”Su Fan laughed and said,"You have a good life. You won't suffer."”Shuang 'er revealed a faint smile.

"Shuang 'er, you've paid your respects to my husband, so you'll be my husband's woman from now on."”

Shuang 'er raised her head and her eyes suddenly reddened. She knelt down and kowtowed to Madam Zhuang." Third Young Mistress, I…I…" She said the word " I " and sobbed softly. Madam Zhuang caressed her hair and said gently,"Mr. Su is a young hero. He has already become famous at a young age. He promised to treat you well." "Yes," replied Shuang 'er. She turned around and bowed to Su Fan.

"You're welcome!" Su Fan said. He helped her up and opened the bag. He took out a string of pearls and smiled."Consider this my greeting gift!"

Shuang 'er took it with both hands and said,"Thank you, husband.”Hanging around her neck, the pearl shone with a treasure light, making her pretty face even more beautiful.

"Benefactor, take care on this journey. However, I believe that with Benefactor's martial arts, you will definitely be able to turn the danger into safety.”

He stood up and said,"Take care on the way. Widow, forgive me for not seeing you off."”"Shuang 'er, after you leave this door, you are no longer a member of the Zhuang family." From now on, whatever you say or do has nothing to do with your old master. If you cause trouble outside, my Zhuang family can't protect you.”As he said this, his expression was solemn. Shuang 'er agreed. Madam Zhuang bowed to Su Fan and walked in.

The sky gradually brightened as the paper window shone. Shuang 'er went in and took out a bag, carrying Su Fan's bag on her back. "Let's go!" Su Fan said. "Yes!" Shuang 'er replied.

Soon, Su Fan and Shuang 'er arrived at Wutai Mountain and met with the Addict of Travel, Shunzhi. They encountered a large number of enemies, but they were no match for Su Fan. He killed them all at the foot of the mountain and happily obtained 300 points.

In the end, just like what he had guessed, Su Fan could only leave the mountain alone.

"Shuang 'er, Shuang' er."

However, when he returned to Sky No. 1 Room, there was no trace of Shuang 'er. Moreover, the room was very messy, as if there had been a struggle.

Su Fan was furious when he couldn't find her. After spending a few days with her, Su Fan had grown very fond of this obedient and gentle Shuang 'er. After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find her. Instead, he found a note on the table.

" Eunuch Su, I didn't mean to do this, but my heart isn't easy. I hope to reach Bohai City by the coast of the sea in ten days. Remember, remember-sign it, Divine Dragon Sect's skinny monk."'

"You're courting death. I haven't even gone to find trouble with you, but you've actually come to find me first. Very good, very good!”Su Fan muttered to himself, his eyes cold.

He immediately sped towards the seaside. After exhausting three horses to death, he finally arrived at Seaside City on the afternoon of the third day.

When he was tired on the road, he kept circulating his mental cultivation method to relieve his fatigue. His internal strength also kept increasing. Soon, he broke through to the peak of the second level and even tried to break through to the third level.

The waves on the beach were rough, making people feel very ambitious. However, Su Fan wasn't in the mood to appreciate it.

When they reached the shore, there was already a big ship waiting for them. An extremely fat man was waiting at the bow. It was the skinny hunchback from the Divine Dragon Cult. When he saw Su Fan approaching, he said fiercely,""Get on the boat."

Su Fan stepped on the horse and jumped onto the ship.

Seeing this, a trace of seriousness flashed across the skinny hunchback's eyes. The contempt in his heart for seeing that his cultivation was weaker than his instantly disappeared.

"Let's go." With a command, the ship sailed away.

Su Fan and the skinny camel stood on both sides of the boat, looking at each other from afar and keeping an eye on each other.

Su Fan was at the peak of the second level, while the fat monk was at the beginning of the third level. In addition, Su Fan had killed the skinny monk, who was at the same level as him, which made the fat monk wary.

Looking at the distant island, the skinny monk's face grew more confident. He stared coldly at Su Qin as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Who caught Shuang 'er?" Su Fan asked coldly.

"It's me. What can you do? I didn't expect your little handmaiden to be so pretty. It's such a waste to be your handmaiden. How about I buy it from you? How about 1,000 taels?”A smile appeared on the skinny monk's face.

"You're courting death." Su Fan was furious. He pulled out his sword and started a fight on the ship. Although the skinny monk was very powerful, Su Fan was even more powerful with the help of this weapon. In the Postnatal realm, weapons played a very important role.

"Give me the weapon." The skinny monk shouted, and the Divine Dragon Cult members behind him hurriedly took their weapons from the weapon racks behind them.

"Die." Su Fan killed the man with the weapon and continued to attack the skinny monk.

"You actually dare to be distracted. You're courting death." The skinny monk was furious and attacked Su Fan several times, forcing him to jump back and dodge. Then, he held a long rod and directly launched a head-on attack against Su Fan.

"Haha, kid, die for me.”The skinny monk's strength was strong, and he fought back with every move, forcing Su Fan to retreat. The hundred-tempered steel knife he brought from the palace was also cracked.

Seeing Su Fan's miserable state, the skinny monk became even more fanatical. He was the senior brother of the fat monk. When he heard that the fat monk had been killed, he was extremely angry and came to look for Su Fan.

"Ah, force splitting Mount Hua." Su Fan roared and jumped up, slashing down with his long blade.

"Haha, the Heavenly King is holding the cauldron." Skinny Dhuta sneered as he raised his staff above his head.

"Clang." With a loud bang, the two weapons collided.

"Haha."

As the skinny monk sneered, Su Fan's left hand struck out like lightning. The sharp blade broke the long stick and then quickly hacked at the skinny monk's head.

"How is that possible?"

Su Fan injected his internal strength into the divine weapon and a flash of light struck the monk's head. The monk was cut into two pieces as if he was cutting vegetables. Blood splattered all over Su Fan's body, making him look extremely ferocious.

At this moment, Su Fan heard a pleasant voice.

" Mission 8 completed: Kill the Skinned Dhuta. Reward: 300 points.”

This book comes from:m.funovel.com。

Last Next Contents
Bookshelf ADD Settings
Reviews Add a review
Chapter loading