Chapter Seventy-Four: The Great Trend Has Gone

Mo Chen and Yue'er stood on the plank road in the middle of the mountain, looking at the sky-high firelight, and the roar, and continued to move forward after a short stay. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info along the way, there was no more communication between the two. turned a corner, but there was a broken plank road in front of me, as if it had been specially blown up.

"Aren't they going to leave a way back for themselves?" Mo Chen looked at the plank road in front of him that had been broken and couldn't help but be suspicious. After all, this secret passage was accidentally bumped into by Xiao Hei not long ago, and it was confirmed by the head of the regiment. It's just that I haven't met that monster twice.

"What should I do?" The princess held on to the cliff wall and looked down at the broken plank road, and the dense forest that could be vaguely evergreen underneath.

"Sleep." Take out the hard blanket and spread it directly on the plank road, leaning against the hard cliff wall, looking at the starry sky. "Ahh With a long sigh of relief, he soon fell into a deep sleep.

"Really." kicked the hard blanket, and he was also drowsy. Looking at the long blanket, there was still a position left next to Mo Chen. It seems that Mo Chen deliberately left it for himself.

Some reluctantly made it on the blanket, which was still a little warm, and the cloak was covered in front of him, so it was not so cold. Leaning against the cliff wall, I unconsciously fell to one side, and my head seemed to be against the soft pillar, and there was a special smell. I fell asleep warmly and peacefully.

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In the dark night, he saw the fire of the outpost of the mountainside stockade, and raised his hand to signal the army behind him to stop, "Set up camp." "I was also born in war, although I may not be able to compare my spiritual attainments or something, but when it comes to leading troops to fight, the hunting group can only be a little gangster. The slightly chilly autumn wind blew through the evergreen woods, and the captain looked at the cottage and recalled the days when he fought on the battlefield with the city lord.

"Captain, what if they sneak out of the village to attack."

"That's why we're camping here, and they're scattered, so they don't know how many of us are coming, and they don't dare to attack rashly. Besides, you should be able to see us clearly from that mountainside, but now I must be scared. “

"The captain is wise."

The captain smiled faintly, wanting to be high-spirited and fight on the battlefield back then. It's a pity that all the things worth remembering are gone.

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The original outpost had been withdrawn to the mountainside, and now it seemed like a wise decision.

Looking at the star-studded military camp in the forest below the mountain, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's really going to be killed." It is also meaningful to look at the main village located on the top of a hill like a basin.

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"The history of the wind. In front of it is Liangcheng. The envoy gasped and chased after the Wind Envoy who was on foot.

"Then hurry up." The white hooded cape swayed in the wind, enjoying the refreshing coolness of the wind on your cheeks. The figure flew forward like a streamer, leaping through the forest. Ride the power of the wind and walk against the wind.

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The gate was wide open, but there were no pedestrians, and there was not a single soldier in sight. The melodious sound of the piano came from the castle tower. White clothes and white hair, a guqin, and nothing else. is floating and pleasant, but it can't help but reveal a hint of coolness behind it.

"Wind Resistant, beware of deception." The envoy kindly reminded him.

"It's just a bluff." Self-confidence comes from strength, the trump card of Black Rock City, it is said that the city lord has been defeated by the hands, who dares to question his ability.

"You cover me and let me go and meet this weird Liangcheng City Lord for a while." The figure was like a streamer, the air flow was cut in front of it, and the wind whirlwind lifted the body and flew into the air.

"Shoot the arrows!" Thousands of arrows drew arcs in the sky like rain, and the sharp arrows avoided the body of the Wind Resistant as if deliberate.

"Fall." A strong cyclone, pushing sharp arrows, flew down. He also flew to the city lord's place close behind.

"Rush." With the sound of roars and metal clashing, people flocked to the city gates from all directions.

The city lord who held the teacup looked very calm and smelled the fragrance of tea. His eyebrows tightened, and the tea in the cup spilled a line. The left hand lightly pressed the strings, and there was only one sound, and the water line floating in the air under the aftersound suddenly split into dozens of drops and flew out. It quickly condensed into an ice cube like an arrow, and collided with a sharp arrow with a popping sound. The city lord stood up and waved his sleeves, and the air around him suddenly became solemn.

"Wind Slash!" Holding his hands together and slashing them high, the air condensed into a mad knife and swept down. Bai Si jumped to dodge, the guqin broke into fine wood chips, and the door behind him was also shattered by the air wave.

The Wind Bearer jumped onto the city wall, holding an invisible sword in his hand, pointing directly at the neck of the city lord. The white hooded cloak covered the body, and under the hood were white and tender cheeks, the slightly compact clothes still showed off the slightly bulging breasts, and the whirlwind held up the body, and the bare little feet covered under the cloak.

There were no words, there was not the slightest fluctuation in the emerald blue eyes, and the right hand deviated, and then it was cut down again, as if he was confirming the person in front of him just now.

Bai Si dodged sideways, pulled out the white fan, and the water column that flew out of the cuffs condensed into an ice sword and flew out. The seemingly unremarkable ice sword contained terrifying spiritual power, and even the air flow around it became slow.

At a glance, I could see the horror of this ice sword, but because of the close distance, it was almost impossible to dodge. With his hands clasped in front of his chest, his beautiful eyes slightly closed, and his pink mouth silently reciting the formula. A slender silver-white sword loomed in his hands, and the air around him was stirred wildly. With the Wind Guardian as the center, everything around him is swept away. The wind barrier was also lost around his body, and the white hood was blown off, and the silver-white charm fluttered around, and the cloak and long hair fluttered in the whirlwind.

When the ice sword touched the wind, its speed dropped significantly, the fine ice cubes were peeled off, and the cyclone around the Wind Resistor was gradually weakened. Holding the silver-white invisible sword high with both hands, he slashed down: "Break!" The whirlwind around him suddenly dispersed, and a strong wind swept around, and the ice sword shattered into fine powder and scattered in the air. The fine crushed ice was extremely cold, and the moisture in the surrounding air was condensed into snowflakes and scattered in the air.

Holding the white sword with both hands, he suddenly surged up his throat and swallowed hard. Gritting his blood-red teeth: "Troubled times, slash!" The white sword dragged the waves of qi and slashed at the man in white with a paper fan. He stood calmly, with an unpredictable smile on his face and his eyes slightly closed. When the sword qi was about to touch his forehead, a mouthful of blood finally spurted out, and the white sword body suddenly disappeared without a trace. It's just the wave of air that blows up the white robe.

Pale face, blood flowing from his lips: "Hahaha." "The distorted face is really scary. Raising his hands, the space around him began to move, and it seemed that a powerful spiritual power was brewing.

The city lord's face froze, and the snowflakes fluttering in the air condensed into more than a dozen ice picks, piercing into the thin body and sealing the acupoints.

The whole person collapsed weakly, but he caught a glimpse of the retreating army outside the city gate, and closed his eyes in some despair.