Chapter Seventy-One Handover

  Two meters... one meter...... half a meter...... The woman stopped in her tracks, just as she was about to raise the dagger. Her face was suddenly scratched by something with great force, and then several eerie figures pounced on her. The woman was shocked and lost all reason, stabbing out wildly with the dagger.

  Han Jin simultaneously fell to one knee, grasping the hilt of his sword with both hands and pulling it back fiercely. The sharp blade sliced past his shoulder and stabbed into the woman's chest.

  "Ah......" The woman let out a sorrowful cry.

  Han Jin was right, that woman is well-maintained. When I say well-maintained, it means she has been enjoying a life of luxury for a long time. Although her movements are still fast, her reaction is far from what it used to be. Just as people can progress and evolve through hard work and training, there is also regression and degeneration!

  Even Han Jin didn't think he could succeed so easily, and was stunned for a moment. The woman, amidst her cries of grief, flung herself forward and landed on Han Jin's back.

  Perhaps it was a flashback, or perhaps it was because she remembered her own son being killed. The woman didn't know where the strength came from, but she grabbed hold of Han Jin's hair with one hand and thrust the dagger in her right hand straight at his face.

  Feeling the wind, Han Jin's left hand moved forward and tightly grasped the woman's wrist. Unexpectedly, the woman's strength was extraordinary, and the dagger tip swayed just a few centimeters in front of Han Jin's face. Han Jin couldn't push it away, and the woman couldn't stab down either. As for his hair, Han Jin really didn't care about it anymore; he could even clearly feel his hair being pulled out strand by strand. However, becoming bald was still better than having several holes in his body.

  Han Jin gritted his teeth and endured, his right hand shaking the hilt of his sword up and down, left and right. His purpose was clear: to enlarge the wound on that woman's body. The five ghosts continued to attack the enemy non-stop, Han Jin only felt his body getting wetter and wetter, it seemed like his entire back had been dyed red. Moreover, with the ghosts' frantic attacks, something kept splashing onto his face, he didn't know what it was, but he could hear that woman's voice growing more painful and weaker.

  Soon, the woman was unable to withstand the force, and the dagger was gradually pushed open. Han Jin used his hand to exert a strong twist, throwing the woman out from behind. Afterwards, Han Jin swiftly retreated far away, leaning against the wall and standing firm. Finally, he stretched out his hand and beckoned, and a soft white light rose up from his palm, slowly illuminating the passageway.

  He and Sasser had studied magic for a few days, nothing else was learned, but the small fireball and illumination technique he was very skilled at, as long as there were fire elements, he could release magic at any time.

  The five ghosts didn't care about the woman's state, still crazily attacking her. The woman was covered in blood all over, as if she had just crawled out of a pool of blood. Han Jin looked at himself and couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile, he wasn't much better than others either.

  Just then, Han Jin faintly heard some sounds, and under his control, the five ghosts stopped moving at the same time, floating in mid-air.

  "Madam..."

  "Wait, madam..."

  The sound of footsteps kept coming, Han Jin hid at the corner, waiting quietly. Not long after, several people appeared in this passage. The one in front was a magician holding a light ball, floating in the air. The light ball was very bright, illuminating the passage like daylight. Behind him were several warriors wearing heavy armor, their armor looked very luxurious, with a bright yellow color and many mysterious patterns carved on it.

  "That's..." Turning into this passage, the magicians and warriors saw the corpses on the ground, as well as the ghosts floating in the air. In an instant, they all became stunned.

  Han Jin had been waiting for a long time, he raised his hand and struck out a fire talisman, a ball of flame the size of a round shield suddenly appeared, accompanied by an ear-piercing whistling sound, with lightning-like speed tearing through the sky, directly hitting the magician in front.

  With a loud crash, the magician flew out and collided with the warrior behind him. Han Jin would never let go of a fallen dog, he had already jumped out, grasping the wooden puppet symbol was about to be thrown out, but in the next moment, he was stunned there, the magician who was hit in front of him was unscathed, and even showed a cold smile at himself.

  Han Jin's reaction was extremely quick, he retrieved the wooden puppet symbol back into the spatial ring, then rushed towards the cave wall and crashed past it. A huge lightning bolt followed closely behind, striking the spot where Han Jin had disappeared. The intense thunderclap echoed through the tunnel, but Han Jin couldn't hear it...

  Innumerable tiny snowflakes were falling straight down from the sky, with a momentum as if it was a white sandstorm sweeping across the land. Mo Xing shrunk his neck, if it were snowflakes, the weather wouldn't be that cold. What he hated the most was this kind of snow grain, which stung and chilled when hitting his face. Moreover, because of this little snow, he had to force himself to bear with it, making a big fuss over a small matter, and if others saw him, who knows how they would mock him? In the end, he could only grit his teeth and endure it.

  That day, after they escaped, they ran tens of miles in one breath, rested for a while, and Xian Ni'er drove the horse group to continue running forward. They crossed a big mountain diagonally and settled down in a small village. The next day, Xian Ni'er rushed back to reunite with everyone, and they debated for a long time about where to go and what to do. In the end, they unanimously decided to stay here and wait for Han Jin.

  They also knew that the chances of Han's survival were extremely low, but Mo Xike and Stilberg's attitude was unusually resolute. Their central idea can be summarized in two sentences: If he is alive, we must see him; if he is dead, we must see his body!

  The problem is that even if Jin can survive, he won't know where they are hiding, so Mo Xink and Xian Ni'er have to take turns waiting by the road, which is the most stupid method.

  After several days, they finally received a message that many knights from Holy Crown City had appeared in the border area near Beit Alliance. They searched day and night for something and even clashed with the Beit Alliance army on a small scale.

  The crowd was extremely excited, and the army of Holy Crown City ventured into the territory of the Beit Alliance at the risk of triggering a diplomatic conflict. This means that Han Jin may have escaped! Mo Xinko ran out overnight and wrote a line on a big tree by the road: "Have you eaten today?" Later, he felt that this sentence was too obscure, so he added and subtracted some words, changing it to: "Can you swallow a whole bear of the earth?"

  Ma Xinkuo explained that Han Jin would definitely be able to understand this sentence, so he wouldn't miss it.

  However, as time went by, everyone became more and more disheartened. If Han Jin was really safe and sound, he should have come to join them long ago. But despite the disappointment, Mo Xinkuo and Xian Ni'er persisted in coming every day to wait. At least they would wait until next spring, when all the companions would reunite, and there would be a reckoning, not just for their companions, but also for themselves.