Chapter Seventy-One: Over the Wall

Rope!

Well, much thinner than an ordinary rope, the head of the rope ... Xue Qing's hand slipped down, and a hook... This is the hook.

Fishing?

In ancient times, there was a straight hook for fishing, and now there is a city wall for fishing.... Sick enough, Mr. Si Brown! Is it finally willing to show up? Xue Qing pulled his hand and quickly wrapped the string around his arm... The figure that was originally falling backwards hung instantly, and although the rope was thin, it was enough for her.

Wrapped around the fish rope with one hand and sticking to the wall with the other, the figure in the night climbed like a gecko and soon approached the female wall battlement, as if sensing something, Xue Qing raised his head and saw a person standing on the battlement.... Like a flagpole, her whole body seemed to be wrapped in a cloak, and the cloak fluttered gently with the night wind, motionless and without any breath, no wonder she didn't see until she got closer, she was now seriously injured, but not so sluggish.....

Mr....

No... There is not the slightest familiarity in him.... It's not four browns!

Xue Qing froze in place for a moment.

The man at the battlement remained motionless.

It's not okay to ambush, capture alive, take the initiative, what to do? Escape... Now she is like a papier-mΓ’chΓ© lantern, which breaks when she pokes... can only brake with static, but the other party seems to be planning to do the same....

The night wind blew, the cloak of the person at the battlement flew like a flag, and Xue Qing's scattered hair hanging diagonally on the wall also flew, and he was silent up and down.

What the... The sound of people and horses in the distance behind him is getting closer and closer.... There is no way back but to move forward, Xue Qing tightened the rope in his hand again, suddenly accelerated his pace and pedaled, and jumped on the city wall with a sideways body.... Instead of avoiding the man, she flipped over in front of him, holding her breath and spinning, her hand pressing the iron bar behind her but not pulling it out..... The man was literally wrapped in a cloak and couldn't see anything... Passing by him, he was still motionless and breathless.... It's really like a stake.

With a soft sound, Xue Qing fell to the ground, and the rope on her wrist was thrown off by her raised hand.

The night wind blew, the string fluttered to the ground in the night, and the two stood opposite each other in silence.

Xue Qing... A step to the side... One more step... Two steps... Three steps.... Run... The feet were silent, all the strength was used to run, and he jumped over the female wall on the other side, and his hands and feet slid down the wall with his hands and feet...... Before his feet touched the ground, the man leaped out and ran away in the night.

There was silence behind him.

The figure on the battlement of the city wall was still standing, and the rope on the ground suddenly flew straight again in the night, as if pulled by a force, and flew down the city wall like a wooden stick...... Then it floated limply and hung down as before.

The sound of small footsteps came from afar and also reached the city wall, and then dispersed along the city wall..... The night wind blew the rope, and with a snap someone raised his hand to grab it, and then let out a low roar.

The people scattered around immediately gathered, and the rope was pulled violently.... Looking up at the city wall, he saw the figure standing.

The sound of footsteps sounded suddenly, and several people grabbed the rope and quickly climbed up the city wall, almost in the blink of an eye, and the seven of them flew up in different directions, and at the same time the long knife swung and slashed at the figure..... The sword was fierce, and the cloak wrapped in the figure flew wildly, as if it was about to be torn apart, but the moment the long knife approached the cloak from all sides, it suddenly fell violently, like ice flakes frozen instantly.

The long knife caught the cloak .... The drooping cloak was lifted violently, bulging on all sides, and with a bang, the long knife was knocked away, and the figure holding the long knife also fell and rolled... The black armor slammed into the ground with a rattling sound.

The figure over there still hasn't moved, but the cloak is flying, looking soft and fluttering, where is the ferocity of flying seven long knives in half a click... Terrible power.

But without the slightest fear, the seven black-armored guards grabbed their long knives again and rushed towards the figure like moths....

"Stop!" someone in the distance came rushing to him, "Stand down." ”

The roar of the armor is obviously a sergeant, but the black armor guard is not something that any sergeant can drink.... The long knife did not stop.

With a snap, the person who came lit the fire twister, and also raised a token in his hand, and a black bat spread its wings on the red token under the firelight, which was lifelike.

"Stand down. He shouted again.

The long knives in the hands of the seven black armor guards who descended the mountain like fierce tigers had approached the figure, and there was no hope of retracting it... There was a clang, and seven long knives slashed at each other... The violent impact was full of flames, the long knives flew out of their hands, and the seven people were also knocked to the ground by their respective forces, and some of them coughed violently..... But the seven of them didn't care to get up and gasp and knelt on the ground, holding their heads on the ground.

"The subordinates are guilty. They said in unison.

Because of this fierce collision, a whirlwind whirled from the ground and lifted the corner of the man's cloak wrapped around his head, revealing a face in the light of the fire, skin like snow, lips red as blood... But he's a man, and the beauty and manly aura merge strangely on a face, beautiful and intense... He wasn't very old, seventeen or eighteen ... The youthful eyebrows shone brightly under the torch.

The kneeling black-armored guards, the broken long knives scattered around, the swaying torches, the night surging and fading like a tide, and the beautiful young man standing high at the battlement mouth constitute a strange picture.

β€œ... We're chasing the culprit...", one of the black-armored guards whispered, "disturbed..."

The wind had subsided, the drooping cloak covered the beautiful boy's face again, and the whole person was like a flagpole again, and his eyes never looked at these people, but quietly looked at the night sky outside the city wall.

He said, "Get out." "The sound is crisp.

The kneeling black-armored guard didn't even get up, but rolled in all directions, disappearing into the city wall in the blink of an eye, leaving only scattered long knives and sergeants holding tokens.

β€œ... That's the case, tonight the five beetle army on the side of the dungeon appeared, and the grandfather laid out the siege..."The sergeant put away the token and said in a low voice, ".. I don't know how..."

The beautiful boy said, "What's the matter with me." The cloak was slightly raised, and the rope that had been thrown up the wall by the black guards was raised again and thrown down the wall, "I'm a fishing rod now." ”

All right... The sergeant hung his head and quickly retreated without saying a word, the fire was far away and annihilated, the female wall was once again shrouded in darkness, and the standing figure melted into the night darker than before..... It was the darkest moment before dawn, and it was about to dawn.

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"It's about to dawn..."

Standing in front of the round mound of the Queen's Mausoleum, Song Yuan looked at the thick ink night, and the torches around him lit up, shining on the broken rocks, the churning sand, and the bloody corpses in between...

"Haven't you caught anyone?" he sighed again and was disappointed, but then raised his eyebrows again, "We can't help either, they're all going to chase after us, let's clean up the aftermath, move quickly, and quickly restore this place to its original state!"

People around were surging, corpses were dragged away, mountains and rocks were cleared, busy but not chaotic.

With a bang, the bucket splashed on the ground, and at the same time there was a loud sweeping sound.... Is it dawn, Xue Qing in the cracks of the messy bamboo baskets stacked outside a handyman shop raised his head and looked at the blue light cast on his body, is it real or a dream? No one is chasing after him..... Unexpectedly....

What is that person being...... Is it neurotic?