bookcurios Chapter 118 A sudden storm
Chapter 118 A sudden storm
The thick smoke rolled and roared like a giant black python, spreading towards the village at an alarming speed. The originally clear sky was instantly shrouded in haze.
The laughter stopped abruptly, and the smiles on the villagers' faces quickly froze like melting ice and snow, replaced by fear and anxiety.
Ding Chen's face suddenly changed. He subconsciously clenched his fists, his eyes sharp as torches, staring vigilantly into the distance.
On the horizon, a group of dark figures gradually became clear. They swarmed in like locusts and surrounded the entire village.
robber!
They all had hideous and ferocious faces, brandishing shining swords in their hands, exuding a chilling murderous aura.
The sophisticated armor reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight, showing that this group of bandits was not a mob.
The villagers were trembling with fear and huddled together tightly, like a small boat in the raging waves, which could be swallowed up at any time.
Xiaoxuan's face was full of worry. She held Ding Chen's hand tightly, her eyes full of anxiety and uneasiness.
"It seems that a new challenge has come." Master Murong said in a low voice.
"Protect the villagers!" Ding Chen gave an order, and his voice echoed over the village like thunder.
The air is filled with tension, and a war is about to break out...
A burly bandit leader with a face full of flesh rode a tall horse, arrogantly waving a big knife in his hand and laughing deafeningly: "If you know what's good for you, hand over all your gold, silver and treasures! Otherwise, your broken village will be in turmoil and not a single tile will be left!" His greedy eyes swept over the shivering villagers, as if he had already seen the mountains of gold, silver and jewelry.
Ding Chen stood up. Facing the threat from the bandit leader, his eyes were firm, without any fear: "You want our treasure? Wishful thinking! We would rather fight to the death than bow to you bandits!" He straightened his back, standing like a towering mountain, exuding an awe-inspiring and inviolable aura.
Young Master Murong, who was standing next to him, adjusted his sleeves elegantly, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, silently expressing his support for Ding Chen and the village.
Seeing Ding Chen being so tough, the bandit leader became furious and was about to order an attack when he suddenly felt dizzy.
He rubbed his eyes, and the scene before him began to distort.
The companions who were originally ferocious had now turned into monsters with bared fangs and claws, making creepy roars.
All of this is Xiaoxuan's masterpiece.
While no one was paying attention, she quietly sprinkled some special herbal powder around the robbers.
These powders are colorless and odorless, but can cause strong hallucinations.
"What happened? My eyes..." The bandit leader shouted in horror, and the big knife in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Other robbers also showed similar symptoms.
Some of them fled in panic, some waved their weapons recklessly, and some even began to attack their companions.
The originally well-organized bandit group suddenly became a mess.
When the villagers saw this scene, they were stunned for a moment, and then burst into deafening cheers.
They didn't expect that these brutal bandits would be so vulnerable.
"Now..." Ding Chen clenched the weapon in his hand.
Ding Chen was like a tiger descending from the mountain, the long sword in his hand turned into silver light and shuttled among the group of bandits.
He was agile and every swing of his sword was accompanied by a sharp gust of wind, and every move was deadly.
Screams rang out one after another, and the bandits fell one after another under his sword.
The blood dyed the ground red and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
However, although the bandits were in chaos, they did not lose their fighting spirit.
They brandished their swords and fought back against the villagers frantically.
A robber swung his knife at a young villager and was about to succeed when Master Murong flew over and, with a light wave of his folding fan, knocked the robber's knife away.
His figure was as graceful as a dancing butterfly, and he moved with ease among the group of bandits.
Sometimes he used his folding fan to block, sometimes he used the fan bones to press acupoints, and his every move revealed elegance and composure.
Ding Chen had sharp eyes. In the chaotic battlefield, he immediately spotted the bandit leader's weakness - his left shoulder.
The armor on the bandit leader's left shoulder seemed to be damaged, revealing the flesh underneath.
Ding Chen seized the opportunity, leaped up, and stabbed the bandit leader's left shoulder with the sword in his hand.
The bandit leader screamed, and the big knife in his hand fell to the ground. He covered the wound and fell to the ground in pain.
When the bandits saw their leader fall, their morale immediately dropped and they threw away their weapons and armor and fled in all directions.
They were in a miserable state, like lost dogs, and they only regretted that their parents had not given them two more legs.
The villagers cheered and waved their farm tools, chasing the fleeing bandits and driving them out of the village.
As the sun sets, its golden afterglow casts a light on the village, adding a touch of brilliance to this victory.
The villagers gathered at the entrance of the village, cheering and celebrating this hard-won victory.
Their admiration for Ding Chen is beyond words and they regard him as a village hero.
Just as everyone was immersed in the joy of victory, Xiaoxuan suddenly discovered a strange mark carved on a stone at the entrance of the village.
The mark had a strange shape, like a twisted snake pattern.
Xiaoxuan's heart sank, and an ominous premonition came to her mind.
"Ding Chen, look..." Xiaoxuan pointed at the mark on the stone with a serious tone.
Ding Chen walked forward, looked at the mark carefully, and frowned.
"what is this?"
Young Master Murong also came over and looked at the mark. His expression changed slightly, "This... seems to be the mark of Black Wind Village..."