Chapter 127: A Girl's Intuition Is Always Spicy
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In the middle of the night, the bald man led dozens of horsemen to gallop across the field.
He had been riding on his horse for several hours, and he was in terrible pain. However, the baldness could not be stopped. Because, behind him. The head of the Yue King's palace guard, Tomier, was leading five hundred palace guards in hot pursuit.
Although Bald has a violent and greedy personality, he is not stupid enough to think that the King of the Yue Clan sent so many men and horses to chase him, just to invite himself back to Zhaowu City.
Bald knew that the King of the Yue Clan had already murdered him. And the nearest receiving force to him is at least nearly a hundred miles away from here.
There was a rush in his bald heart, and the five hundred horsemen behind him were getting closer and closer, and perhaps in a few corners, his team would be overtaken. What will happen at that time, bald heart knows.
"Run, run!" He waved his whip and constantly whipped his mount, expressing the uneasiness and trepidation in his heart.
It's a pity that the war horse also endured such a high-intensity movement and heavier and heavier damage at the same time, and fell to the ground without support, foaming at the mouth.
In just a few moments, Tomier had already rushed up with the palace guards and confronted the bald centaurs.
"Waste, waste!" The bald man got up from the ground and whipped his dying mount with the whip in his hand.
"Lord Bald Hou, you don't have to struggle anymore. I have come at the command of the king, and I will take your head. "Tomile is on his horse. Despise the baldness.
"Tomile, you lowly lackey. Noble as I am. How could it be possible to die at your hands. Bald raised his whip and pointed at Tomile.
A twinkle of anger flashed in Tomir's eyes. But then he disappeared again, and he raised his hand and commanded his men behind him: "Kill! β
"I have the blood of God in my body, and you lowly ants don't want to hurt me in the slightest. Resist me! Watching his men fall one by one, he cursed angrily.
The bald muscles and muscles were bursting, and the blood was surging, and the fear of death filled every corner of his body. Only in this way. Only then can he relieve the uneasiness in his heart.
"O God! I am your descendant, please protect me! Send down messengers and destroy the bold sinners before you! Looking at the increasingly thin array in front of him, Bald couldn't help but kneel down and pray.
The bald voice was loud, not so much that he was praying as that he was comforting himself.
"Idiot!" Tommy looked at the huge bald figure kneeling on the ground with his legs on the ground, and said disdainfully.
This time, though. The bald prayer seems to have been answered.
"What's going on?"
Tomile turned around. In the darkness of the night, more than a dozen strange black shadows scurried into the herd of horses, causing a huge commotion.
More than a dozen black-clad swordsmen poured out from the group of knights. Across the bald and tomile. Wherever he went, he left behind a clear blood path.
"Are you God's angels?" Bald jumped up excitedly, and his voice was loud and could be heard everywhere.
"Who are you?" It's different from the baldness that has already been funny. Tomier was quite calm.
This group of black-clothed people hidden above the black robes wore strange bronze masks and held ordinary Yue's long knives. Their identities are not visible at all. However, they are strange. Tomier was sure. They are definitely not from the Yueclan.
The group of men in black had no interest in answering either party's questions, but silently drew the long knife in their hand and pointed it at Tomir.
"Come on!" Feeling the rising battle intent in his body, Tomier let out a loud cry and rushed over on his horse
"Ahh
The old King of the Moon Clan woke up from his sleep.
"King!" The old chamberlain immediately rushed over and stood on the side of the Yue Clan's king, waiting.
"I just had a nightmare, an ominous nightmare." The King of the Moon Clan muttered.
The king of the Yue clan only remembered that in his sleep, he sat on the throne, and he could vaguely see Zhaowu City on fire. In the palace hall, blood was filled, and the painful expression of his granddaughter Mia still appeared in front of him, and he could not dissipate it for a long time.
"My lord, the palace guards who went to pursue the bald have just brought back news."
"How's it going?" The King of the Yue Clan covered his somewhat aching head and asked.
The old chamberlain's expression flickered, as if he was unwilling to answer positively.
"What's wrong? Gillice. The king of the Yue clan noticed that something was wrong, raised his head slightly, and looked at this friend who had followed him since he was a child.
"Your Majesty, news has just arrived. Tomier died, and only a few hundred of the five hundred palace guards who pursued him returned. And the baldness has also fled. β
"What!" The King of the Yue Clan was shocked and stood up directly, but he felt a sense of powerlessness coming up, and his body fell on the couch again.
"King!" The old chamberlain hurriedly stepped forward and supported the king of the Yue clan.
"What the hell is going on?"
"According to the guards who came back, they had already intercepted the baldness. But in the middle of the way, more than a dozen men in black suddenly killed, and in the midst of the chaos, they attacked and killed Tomir and defeated the palace guards. β
"Only a dozen people?" The King of the Yue Clan seemed to have heard the most absurd thing, "Only a dozen people, defeated my most elite palace guards?" And killed my chief of the palace guard? β
The chamberlain didn't speak, just nodded painfully.
The king of the Yue clan was silent for a long time, and finally could only face reality. He stood up, "Help me summon the palace advisors, and the major princes in the royal capital will come to the palace to discuss matters." The bald man fled, and this fool would never give up. Yue's going to be in big trouble. β
"The only way to do this, the king, is to quickly mobilize forces, surround the bald tribe, and destroy him before he becomes bigger."
In the palace, Avatar, the court advisor of the Yue Clan, suggested.
"The King. I thought Avatar was right. Hou Sidogu stood up and said in support.
"Only before the rebellion was set off by the baldness. Only by sending troops to defeat him can the Yue clan avoid the risk of long-term civil strife. β
"Yes!" The two most trusted assistants of the Yue Clan both suggested so. And the Yue Clan King himself was inclined to the suggestion of the two of them.
"There are still more than 20,000 troops near the royal capital. And the bald subordinates also have small tribes attached to him. Combined, it can gather an army of about 25,000 people. My army is not numerically superior. β
"My tribe, my tribe is able to gather about 10,000 people. If the king needs it, I can always gather the warriors of the tribe to serve the king. Sidogu said at this time.
"That's great! Sidogu, you immediately return to your tribe, and the commander rushes to the royal capital to fight with my army against the traitor of the bald. The king of the Yue clan said happily.
"I want to serve the king!" Sidogu knelt down, a grim smile flashing across his buried face
The moon stars are scarce.
Before the quiet flowing water, Ying Ziyi looked at the wilderness in the distance. And behind him. It was six men in black who had just turned back from the battlefield.
There were more than ten masters in the net, and after this operation, only six people remained.
Six Sword Slaves!
They were more or less wounded. At this moment, the six of them knelt down under Ying Ziyi's body, looking respectful.
"You're doing a great job. This is the elixir for healing, go down and recuperate! Ying Ziyi took out a medicine bottle from her sleeve and threw it back.
Zhengang caught the medicine bottle thrown by Ying Ziyi, and the six of them thanked: "Thank you, Lord!" β
"Let's go down!"
"Yes, Lord!"
The figure of the Six Sword Slaves quickly disappeared into the wilderness. And Yingziyi is alone. Still by the river, don't know what you're thinking?
"Who?"
Ying Ziyi turned around, only to see the blonde girl appear behind him, looking at him indifferently.
Is it my king?
"You know what? Not so long ago. News came of the death of Tomile, the chief of the palace guard. β
"Really?"
For Ying Ziyi's words, Artoria did not respond at all, step by step. Quietly walked to the river, still looking to himself, and said, "Tomier is my father's son. He is also his youngest and most talented disciple. Father once said that if God gave Tomil time. Tomile could accomplish more than he could in the future. β
"It's a pity that God didn't give him time."
I don't know why Artoria told herself all this, but Ying Ziyi still responded as she should.
"Please mourn!"
"Before Tomile left, he came to Princess Mia's palace and expressed his love to me. But I didn't say yes to him at the time. Now that I think about it, if I had promised him at that time, maybe he would have less regret when he died. β
β!β
The content of Artoria's words was already quite private, and Ying Ziyi didn't know why the other party wanted to tell him this? Tell him about the man he's only seen once.
Under the bright moonlight, Ying Ziyi saw two crystal tears floating in the night sky.
When she looked back, Artoria's face had become extremely firm, she drew her long sword, and said to Yingziyi: "And I, I suspect that this matter has something to do with you. Now, either you tell me the truth, or you die by my sword! β
"Why do you say that?"
"On my gut!" Artoria tightened her grip on the hilt of her sword and said more firmly.
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In Ying Ziyi's heart, there were just 10,000 grass and mud horses whistling by.
You're decent! Pull out a knife at every turn to threaten people, that's what a villain does! Could it be that this is the irreparable gap between the decent and the villainous in the legend?
"What would you do if I said I did it?"
"Then I will avenge my brother-in-law!"
"And what if it has nothing to do with me?"
"Then you must also know who is behind the scenes? Speak up, or I'll kill you." β
"Wall knock! Congratulations to the landlord.,The mystery girl task completion condition is an inexplicable hostility completed.γ The natural chasm between the decent and the villain is like the glorious galaxy that exists forever and will not change because of any disguise. β
In Yingziyi's ears, the sound of the system sounded.
βοΌ What the hell is this? β
"You're no match for me." Ying Ziyi smiled.
"You can try!" The girl said angrily, and the long sword in her hand swung straight towards Yingziyi.
Horizontal chop, vertical chop, whirlwind. The girl's movements are very concise, and it is really a bit boring for Ying Ziyi, who has seen too much complicated and exquisite swordsmanship.
However, as time passed, the speed at which the girl swung her sword became faster and faster. A set of actions is done continuously, and the speed is dizzying.
"Not bad, not bad!" Ying Ziyi praised, I don't know how many times the girl has waved this set of actions on weekdays. Even the simplest of sword moves, if fast enough, can take out powerful opponents.
And the girl has obviously reached such a level.
This is a very simple truth, the world's martial arts, only fast and unbreakable!
"Unfortunately, it's not fast enough!" Ying Ziyi smiled, turned sideways slightly, and avoided a vertical slash from the girl. Then, he quietly approached the girl and slapped her on the chest.
"Poof!" The girl's body took two steps back, blood spilling from her mouth.
"As I said, you're no match for me." Ying Ziyi spread her hands and said innocently.
The girl's expression became more and more determined, and her delicate face was full of unyielding and arrogant, like a humiliated lion, and the king of the jungle was never afraid of the difficulties in front of him.
The girl swung her sword again.
Horizontal chop, vertical chop, whirlwind
Syllable! Ying Ziyi is another palm. This time, the girl took ten steps back.
Ying Ziyi looked at the stubborn girl in front of her with interest. If ordinary people encounter such a situation, they are afraid that they will have no intention of fighting and flee in the wilderness.
And from the girl's eyes, Ying Ziyi can see that she is excited, determined, and fearless
Anyway, it's something that doesn't appear on the villain.
The girl picked up the long sword and rushed towards Yingziyi.
Horizontal chop, vertical chop, whirlwind
Syllable! This time, Yingziyi carried three layers of internal force and hit the girl's body.
The girl's posture was like a straight line, and she flew back more than ten steps, which was embarrassing. Her body couldn't withstand the tremendous force, and she fell to one knee. With both hands clenched at the sword, he rested on the ground.
"I admit your will and glory, but now you are no match for me." Ying Ziyi took two steps forward and said.
"Nope! I was ok and ok. The girl's expression was pained, and she struggled to get up, but her body did not allow her to do so.
"Who is bullying my most precious daughter?"
In the darkness of the night, an angry voice suddenly sounded. What followed was a powerful sword qi, which came straight towards Yingziyi.
"Oops, I'll go." Ying Ziyi hurriedly dodged, only to see that this sword qi brushed his hair, almost pasting him, and flew into the river, setting off a monstrous wave.
"Master! I'm not an opponent. Ying Ziyi made a judgment in an instant. He rolled over and ran into the wilderness, quickly disappearing into the night.
Villains are always so willful!
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