Wedge: Head-on

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"It is said that it is a guest from afar, let alone such a great thing. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info if you repeatedly refuse, how embarrassed we are, or you will accept it, although it is some ordinary things, it can't be on the table, but we also have to say it, right? ā€

With a look of embarrassment on her face, the girl looked at this good farmer who was as strong as an ox and whispered, "Well, thank you very much." ā€

"Eh, thank you or not, but you are our great benefactor, if it weren't for you, my hairy boy would probably fall into the river to feed the fish." With that, the man glared at the little boy beside him viciously, hurriedly waved his hand, and then handed the thing over.

It was a bamboo basket of eggs, and there were a few cabbages in the basket.

The girl took it with a smile, squatted down, rubbed the little boy's head, and whispered to him, "Be careful next time." ā€

The little boy was so ashamed that he didn't dare to look up at the beautiful big sister who had saved him.

The girl was about to leave and wanted to thank her again, but the man hurriedly interrupted: "Absolutely not." ā€

Watching the girl leave, the sturdy peasant family glared at their son again.

"Call you naughty!"

"Dad, I, I don't dare...", the little boy ran out like a fly, he didn't want to be beaten!

The girl walked to a forest in the suburbs and put down the bamboo basket against the tree. A young knight in white walked out, and he said as if he had turned the bamboo basket into a trick, and said, "Your Highness, you are going to the Thirteen Cities. ā€

The girl looked into the distance and said, "Well, I hope it's still too late." ā€

In the thirteen cities, the taverns are full...

"Hey, here's one, six-six-six..."

But not everyone liked the convivial atmosphere, the tavern was surrounded by white walls and four corners; There were also people sitting in the darkest corners, and they were surrounded, staring at the young man who was in the middle of the fist with the people, shouting the most merrily, and drinking the most refreshingly.

"Drink!"

"Come on!"

No one knows, outside the city, in the suburbs, the roaring trampling, the crash of iron armor, deafening.

The boy continued to drink, and after a long time, he said sorry to everyone sitting again, walked to the bar to pay the bill, and turned around and walked out the door.

Several drunken men who were flushed with red faces felt very uncomfortable, and they didn't know when they would be able to wait for him to come back, and they didn't know when they would be able to take revenge again.

After the boy left, the people in the four corners stood up, all of them wearing black cloth robes and unable to see their faces. It is inconspicuous to be placed in this kind of martial arts tavern, let alone to be eye-catching.

Naturally, they went after the teenager just now.

"Chase, he's on the outskirts of the city!"

As soon as they went out, the group disappeared as if they had never been there.

On the outskirts of the city is a large mountain, and there is only one huge road in the Thirteen Cities that penetrates the inner city to the outside world and the empire, which is said to have been opened up by the joint efforts of the swordsmen of Tiannan Mountain, even if it only took less than half an hour.

Following the traces step by step, the four of them all drew out the Dao sword in their arms, the shining sword was protected on their chests, and they looked around vigilantly.

Suddenly, the boy's voice echoed through the woods: "It's ridiculous, you only know that you are coming to kill me, but you don't know who I am." ā€

"Hmph, isn't it the nobles of the empire, those corrupt officials!"

"Oops, you found out." The boy's voice echoed in their ears again.

"I know too much, I have a headache." This time it really appeared in his ears, and the man was startled and retreated backwards in fright.

The boy held his shield and did not know how to stand still behind him.

One of the men in black saw it and shouted, "Watch the back!" ā€

The man was startled again and reversed course again.

The young man was like a maggot attached to his bones, and a ghost appeared behind him, and a shield slapped at his heavenly spirit cover.

Only the sound of balloons exploding was heard, and there was only one person left among the men in black.

Slapping your head like a watermelon is as easy as a snap.

"You... Who are you! Seeing this scene, the man in black broke into a cold sweat, and said in his heart that this is impossible for the target of the nobles: Qixiu, how can Qixiu be so powerful. Secretly scolding 'Qiumen' for harming me, the information is actually wrong!

"Are you thinking, Qixiu?" The boy smiled, relaxed his left hand holding the shield, and walked over slowly.

"I can send you to see him, that guy died in Eleven City a long time ago."

The man in black hurriedly stepped back and said, "How is it possible! ā€

"Want to know who I am?" The boy asked.

"You're... Who? ā€

The shield carried blood and a skull, and floated far away.

"I'm Mo's Death." After the boy finished work, he was tired of watching the bloody scenes, and it was impossible for him to have the same inexplicable feeling as when he first killed people. He sat down on the ground, the blue sky and white clouds reflected in his eyes, "Qiumen really still wants me to die... I'm afraid it won't be able to do what he wants. ā€

After a long time, the young man looked into the distance, resolutely got up, and touched his backhand upward, on the spine of the blood-colored iron armor on his body, where a cylinder protruded, which was the hilt of a sword.

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In the city, the people didn't know where the news came from, so they hurriedly packed up their things, packed up what they could take away, and left all the ones they couldn't.

The harmonious scene suddenly panicked. In the library, in the tavern, in the restaurant, no one dared to appear on the street again.

"What's going on?" The man with the national character face asked his subordinates in a deep voice.

"City Lord, 100,000 horses have been gathered outside the city, and they are rushing here! I'm afraid it's going to slaughter the city! ā€

The city lord was shocked, and fell to the ground, his face extremely pale, "This, how is it good!" ā€

At this time, a young girl panted and pushed open the door, but she was relieved and said, "Now... I'll take care of it all. ā€

The city lord was so desperate that he fainted on the spot.

The girl frowned, is the Heart Dao Empire already so corrupt, the Thirteen Cities are big cities, and they are also border cities, how can there be no garrison troops?

Outside the door, the young knight revealed his identity to the high-ranking officials in the Thirteen Cities, and the prosecutor knelt down on the spot for a long time.

The girl's eyes gestured to the white knight beside her, but he didn't respond.

"What's wrong?" The girl asked softly.

"I'm not going." The boy said.

"Why?" The girl asked again. She knew what her knightly character was, so she asked again.

"I must follow you, I am your knight, I will protect you." The boy knelt down on one knee and said.

The girl thought for a moment and said, "I see, why don't we go together." ā€

"No, I—" The boy looked up and worried.

"Yin, I believe you."

The girl looked down into his eyes, and the boy looked up at her.

"Because, I believe in you."

"Hmm... Leave it to me, and I'll protect you. ā€

Outside the city, the sound of horses' hooves had stopped, and the army stopped fifty feet away from the city.

The army did not raise the flag or play the war drums, but everyone drew their weapons in unison and pointed at the man in front of them.

At the gate of the city, there was a man standing here, holding a shield and a sword.

The wind, indifferently blowing away the clouds and smoke, raised the blood-red cloak behind the young man's back. A pair of white and flawless wings bloomed behind him.

"Draw your sword and slaughter all the things in the world, and then point to the vast and shattered universe!"

He, pointing his sword at the sky, is alone, facing thousands of troops......

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