Swordsman Without a Name

Tian Hoa's

Without saying much more, the three old Tosu immediately left the place. They were no longer interested in seizing the heirloom that was in the young man's grasp.

The most important thing now is to save her. Go as far as possible so that it cannot be tracked. That way, these people can definitely recover their condition again.

Revenge issues, recent affairs. The most important thing is to treat the wound. Hadn't they recovered, they could have gone back to look for Cakra Buana?

With the fame of his big name, it is not difficult if only told to look for one foreign boy.

Isn't life more important than inheritance?

An inheritance exists but if there is no life, what is it for? Whereas if lives exist but heirloom objects do not exist, they can still look for it again. Didn't we?

In just a single glance, the Three Perverted Tosu had been lost to the earth. I don't know where they went.

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Cakra Buana is sitting leaning under a bwee tree. His breath gasped like he was about to die. Some of his clothes had changed color to deep red.

Bloods. The red color is his blood.

It turned out that as soon as he launched the last attack, the Nameless Swordsman also suffered a fairly severe injury. But as fast as lightning he immediately went from there when there was a chance.

Now his condition has improved. Although his breathing is still intermittent, but it is certain he can still survive.

Although his internal injuries had not fully recovered, some minor injuries had already been successfully healed. But his inner energy had not been able to return perfectly.

Because the effect of the combined style of the Three Misguided Tosu is too great. Now he knew the reason why the figures of the Tionggoan martial world were horrified at him.

It turns out they can't be underestimated.

Fortunately, the combination did not contain any poison. If it contained poison, he might now be dead.

But of course he won't die. As long as he does not want to die, Cakra Buana is sure not to die.

First, if he were to die, surely this story would be finished here. Who will continue the story later if he dies?

That's why the Nameless Swordsman didn't die.

After a while of rest, Cakra Buana strives to walk back after his condition returns to normal.

He did not care which direction it was now going. Want to stray like before, or whatever it is, he doesn't care at all.

But just a few hundred meters away he was walking, from the opposite direction was seen an old man dressed in black was walking anyway.

His eyes looked at himself. Eyes full of smiles and warmth. It was as if the young man was familiar with the old grandfather. It is clear that he had met for the first time.

Unknowingly he stopped. The old man was also in front of him. He also stopped.

"You're Cakra Buana?" ask her in a soft voice.

"Sure sir, why do you know my name?" the young man replied while feeling confused.

The old grandfather simply nodded his head while smiling back.

"We'll talk at my house. It's not safe here, let alone seeing you getting hurt,"

Without saying much, Cakra Buana obeyed the words of the grandfather.

The two walked again in the forest. They're taking the South. The one encountered by Cakra Buana is only the forest and forest again.

The world is full of forests. Almost a day and a night he broke through this forest, but still could not get out of it.

After a while of walking, they finally arrived at a hut that was on top of a hill. The situation there is very quiet. It also looks comfortable. On the edge of the hut there is a large cave.

In addition, the cave also looks quite large and old age. Seen from the condition, green moss has filled the entire cave.

The two sat on a green bamboo couch. The grandfather went into the hut and came out with wine and roasted venison.

"Although I am not a wine demon, but I like to drink wine" Cakra Buana replied with a smile.

"Hahaha, good, good. Then I'll drink three cups of wine to honor you young man,"

He actually drank three cups of wine. Then take the venison to put in his mouth.

Cakra Buana does not directly drink wine. He looked at the wine carefully.

Previous experience has been deep in the heart. He had to ascertain whether this wine contained poison or not.

"You're afraid I'm putting poison in that wine?"

Cakra Buana just smiled wryly. He didn't talk at all.

"You don't worry. I'm not a cunning old geezer who dares to put poison in wine. If indeed in the wine there is poison, of course I will also die of poisoning. Because we drink in the same container" he said with a laugh.

Cakra Buana laughed. He just realized that. If indeed the wine was poisonous, it was certain that the old man was now dead.

But proof? The old man still looks fine. His face began to fade. A sign that this wine was hard and he started to get drunk.

After feeling confident, then Cakra Buana immediately drank two cups. The wine was hard. When you get into the throat, it also feels a little hot.

They laughed together while enjoying the venison.

"By the way, whose name is Sir?" cakra Buana asked because he did not know the name of the old man.

"Ahh, right, I forgot. It's rude not to introduce myself, I'm sorry. Understandably old," he laughed first before continuing his words. "I'll introduce you, my name is Tian Hoa,"

"Ah, greetings Mr. Hoa,"

"You don't be too upset with me. What about your wound? Is it recovered?"

"Not fully recovered. It's just enough to survive,"

"You have to be careful, young man. The Tionggoan martial world is more cruel than the martial world in your country. The method used here is really sneaky. They like to pretend to be friendly, when the original will stab from behind. I'm just reminding you, whether you believe it or not, that it all comes back to you,"

Of course Cakra Buana believes. Because he has experienced several similar incidents. He did not know much about the green forest here. Especially characters.

"Thank you for the warning, Mr. Hoa. I'll always remember it,"

"Friends should remind each other,"

"Rubber, it has to be like that. Sir, is that goa you're wearing too?"

"No, that goa I never wear. So it's much worse than the shack I live in. You want to look into it?"

"If you don't mind, it doesn't matter. I'm curious,"

Tian Hoa immediately invited Cakra Buana to approach the cave. The boy was on the front. They started to get into the mouth of the cave.

As Tian Hoa explained the history of the cave, his right hand began to move.

The terrible energy he gathered in full. Once gathered, the old geezer directly hit Cakra Buana's back with all his might.

"Nrank …"

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Who has commented on the feeder yesterday, I have replied one by one yes. Please read it carefully to understand its meaning, this is a wuxia novel. Wuxia explains more about real-world events.

Because of this, what happens in them is sometimes similar to real events. Everything that happens may still fit hehe logic.

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