Chapter 640: Father and Son II

The bean-sized raindrops slapped, slapped, smacked on the face and body.

Not only a little pain, but also brought a chill.

Dren York felt the chill coming from outside his body, and his whole body was shivering non-stop. However, his footsteps did not stop, and with a touch of luck, he ran towards the opposite direction of York City.

If it wasn't for the heavy rain, it would be difficult for him to escape the pursuit of the three silver-level knights even if he set up a suspicious formation.

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

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

And those three Xiti Baiyin who lost his trace will inevitably search in the direction of York City, so it is safe for the time being to go in the opposite direction.

Involuntarily, Deren York felt slightly relieved——

Plop!

Derren York, who was carrying the Marquis of York on his back, suddenly fell into the mud, and the muddy water soaked Dren York in an instant, making him even more embarrassed.

However, the Marquess of York was not contaminated too much.

Apart from being on Deren York's back, what's more, when he fell, Deren York tried his best to drag his father.

Whoops, whoops!

Half of Dron York's face was buried in the muddy water, and he was panting like this. Numerous blisters, sand, and 2 even poured down Drenyork's mouth and nose in the muddy water.

In his mouth and nose, there was a pain from the rubbing of mud and sand, which made Dren York quickly come back to his senses. He jumped up, picked up his father, and moved forward again.

It's just temporary security here. Not really safe.

I staggered. Feel the weakness of the body. As soon as Deren York gritted his teeth, his heart beat rapidly again, and the blood all over his body burned at the same time.

Immediately, the footsteps became powerful again, and the speed became fast.

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

Like an arrow leaving the string, Deren York carried his father behind his back.

Changing directions again and again in the rain, only taking a break when it is really unbearable.

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

From trance to soberness, it is only a moment.

The Marquis of York saw the second son who was close in front of him.

The second son, who was covered in mud, was galloping in the rain with him on his back.

"Put me down!"

In the weak voice, there was an irreversible tone.

However, Deren York is not listening. Instead, it moved forward at a faster speed.

"Put me down!"

The Marquis of York reiterated again, at the same time. Started to struggle.

Stubborn and old-fashioned as always.

However, at this time, Deren York showed the unique character of the York family - he must do what he has recognized, no matter what others are like.

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

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

He surveyed the cliffs and the river below.

Then, he climbed down without hesitation.

It didn't go to the end, but stopped in the half-middle position.

boom!

He punched hard on the solid cliff, and suddenly, a small hole appeared.

Then came the second punch, and the third punch.

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

"The tower gate handed over the position of patriarch to me!"

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 forcefully, without any intention of changing his original intention.

"I know!"

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

"You and the tower gate should guard the emerald honestly, and I will definitely surpass you and the tower gate. I will make my reputation resound throughout the world. I want everyone to know that I am Deren York. From the Emerald Yorks, not the Emerald Yorkes Dren York!"

Like an oath, Deren York spoke forcefully.

But the whole time, he kept smiling.

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

The Marquis of York wanted to raise his arm subconsciously, but he was so weak that he couldn't even do this, he could only watch his second son disappear before his eyes.

His lips twitched slightly, but the Marquess of York didn't say anything.

...

Climbing up the cliff, Deren York took a deep breath.

He had accomplished what he had set out to do when he left York - to ask his father.

And the answer was no surprise.

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

"If the three Silver Knights of Xiti are not real idiots, they should have come to their senses by this time... They came here to search, and they will inevitably separate for the sake of efficiency..."

Deren York recalled what he saw along the way in his mind, and then, simulating the movements of the three pursuers, he rushed straight in one direction.

There is a commanding height from which one can overlook the surroundings.

The three Xiti Baiyin will definitely use it as a temporary base to search around.

Even Derren York could guess about the arrangement of the three Xiti silvers.

It is nothing more than one person occupying the commanding heights and supporting in the play. The remaining two searched around.

Very common method. because. It works.

And this is also an opportunity for Deren York, he rushed to the commanding heights without hesitation-this is the most obvious flaw and the most dangerous place.

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

But even so, Derren York will choose here.

Because, if he chooses here, he still has a chance. If he chooses Xiti Baiyin in the remaining two searches, he will definitely be discovered by Baiyin who is observing here.

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

He has no more stealth skills, but does understand camouflage and surprise.

In particular, his special skills made him seem like something that didn't exist.

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

After all, in this Xiti Baiyin's consciousness, what they were looking for were two people, one was unconscious and the other was stabbed in the body, he should have been seriously injured long ago.

It was right for such two people to flee in embarrassment, how could they fight back?

so. When Deren York burst out of the mud, covered his mouth and nose, and broke his neck. Except for the fear, this Xiti Baiyin's face was full of inconceivable expressions.

"First!"

Deren York dropped the body casually and searched for the second target from a high place.

Compared with the first one, the second goal is not that difficult, and Dron York has not provided potion and a long sword.

Although Deren York didn't waste any blood because of his special skills, potions are still needed to heal the wound.

Without hesitation, De Lun Yue overcame the potion.

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

However, to Dron York's surprise, the third target was extremely vigilant, and he was spotted just as he approached.

This made Deren York frown.

"A blood-burning assassin?"

Xiti Baiyin scanned Deren York's abnormal face and wounds, and found a clue.

And precisely because of this clue, this Xiti Baiyin changed his mind of rushing up to fight Dren York, and changed to Youdou.

He is very clear that although burning blood is powerful, it has more disadvantages.

Not only will there be a fairly long period of weakness, but it will also shorten the lifespan. Very few people who choose the secret technique of burning blood live past their prime.

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

After all, such techniques are not only powerful, but fast.

With a sneer, Xiti Baiyin circled around Deren York.

He had already imagined the fate of the other party.

Once the opponent starts to weaken, he is really inferior to ordinary people. At that time, he can take care of the opponent.

Subconsciously, in his mind, several tortures have already appeared.

However, before this Xiti Baiyin could think of what kind of torture to use, Deren York suddenly drew out his sword——

Clang!

With a clear and crisp sword sound, the long sword stabbed at Xiti Baiyin slowly and crookedly.

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

"I really don't even have a child..."

Before he could finish his words, this Xiti Baiyin's expression changed, because he suddenly realized that when he took another step, he was about to bump into the long sword.

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

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

Back again, flash again.

After more than a dozen times in a row, Xiti Baiyin was already pale and dripping with cold sweat.

He found that no matter how he dodged, he couldn't avoid the sword.

how is this possible? !

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

He can't avoid such a sword!

This is a fact!

But that doesn't mean he's going to sit still!

He can die together!

Ignoring the sword piercing his chest, he punched out with all his strength, but the next moment, his chest was pierced.

Leave the sword!

"I have no brains at all, but after being confused by the situation in front of me, I have no brains even more!"

Deren York looked at the corpse with disdain.

However, the next moment, his face turned pale rapidly.

The sequelae of burning blood began to erupt!

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

He is very familiar with this kind of severe pain - whenever he calculates too complicated, this kind of pain will appear.

Just need a break.

However, this time...

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

Dren York warned himself like this, but the instinct of his body made him faint.

A moment later, two figures appeared not far away.

Both of them were plainly dressed, one was a teenager and the other was middle-aged.

The young man, his eyes are agile, looking left and right, giving people a sense of cleverness.

A middle-aged man with an ordinary face and stubble, his gray hair was held up by a scarf of a similar color, only a few strands were exposed, floating with the movement of his thin and slender body.

A long sword with a slightly tattered scabbard was held in the opponent's hand.

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

Kulok exclaimed.

"Well……"

Chastain looked at Dren York, and then his eyes were attracted by the footprints on the ground that had not been washed away by the rain. In an instant, Chastain's mind appeared in Chastain's mind the person who was pierced through the chest by the long sword. The calculation of this unconscious person was cornered step by step, and then he died.

"What an interesting swordsmanship - save him!"

Chastain whispered to himself, and then directly instructed his disciples.

"is teacher!"

Kulock nodded.

The first update~(To be continued..)

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