Chu Ying'er struggled to sit up and said, "Childe, I can fight again." ”

Li Luo smiled slightly and said, "You take a break first, everything has me." After speaking, he looked at Changning, bowed and said, "Miss Changning, please take care of Ying'er." ”

Although Changning was full of questions, he couldn't ask any more questions at this time, so he held Chu Ying'er's delicate body, took the injury medicine handed by Li Luo, and helped Chu Ying'er bandage the wound. Li Luoqiang turned his head, walked to the gap in the boulder in front of him, and looked at the Xirong cavalry under the slope.

Xu is Chu Ying'er rode in and out of the siege of Xirong, killing fiercely, shocking the Xirong soldiers, after several people rushed into the stone formation, they did not cover up the fight for a while, but just surrounded the slope.

However, just between a few people talking, a pair of Xirong cavalry ambushed by Chu Ying'er also came to the front, and the soldiers were united. Listening to the shouts of the generals of the Xirong army, the miscellaneous stones on the hillside were scattered, which was not conducive to the advance of the war horses, and more than 100 Xirong soldiers turned over and dismounted, took out their sabers, and rushed up the slope.

Li Luo looked at the Xirong soldiers who were getting closer and closer, and his thoughts inexplicably thought of Zhuo Cheng's questioning path, but he didn't know what kind of heart he was asking this time.

Hua Qi saw that Li Luo's back seemed to be standing among the stones in a daze, without moving, and hurriedly shouted: "Childe, be careful." ”

As soon as the words fell, he saw that the long knife in Li Luo's hand suddenly lit up, and his body moved, and Li Luo took the first step to grab out of the stone formation. Outside the formation, the roar of the Xirong soldiers broke out, and they drew their blades to meet Li Luo.

The stones on the slope seem to be messy, but in fact they have something in common with the Dagan army array. Li Luowei bowed slightly, avoided the arrows that were shot, and drifted towards the brightest place where the cold blue light was scattered, like a remnant cloud, leisurely, and there was a bit of a gloomy ghostly aura. In the eyes of the Xirong soldiers, I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart.

Li Luo flashed slightly to the left, and the Xirong soldiers hurriedly turned their heads to look, and under the slanting sun, Li Luo's figure suddenly disappeared in front of him, and he was stunned. I heard the shouting of a soldier from Sijon behind him: "Watch out below." ”

The Xirong soldier who was standing at the front hurriedly looked down, only to see a pair of indifferent eyes full of knife light, or a pair of indifferent eyes between the deliberately exposed knife light, and he was no longer unconscious.

Li Luo took advantage of the afterglow of the remnant sun to lower his body and grab in front of the Xirong cavalry, the long knife in his hand was like a gentle sunset around the sunset, but the sword qi was like a tornado, with Li Luo as his heart, he broke into the array of Xirong soldiers. Whoever touches a long knife. There is parting, or a blade, or a hand, or a life.

It was only after six or seven people fell to the ground that the first scream reached Hua Qi's ears.

The long knife swung upward, severing the spear that stabbed him in the throat, and with a flick of his left hand, he swung a saber that slashed to the left rib. Li Luo's figure swayed lightly from side to side, and at least four or five of the besiegers slashed in the wrong direction. The rest of the people also had phantoms in their eyes, and they didn't know how to make a move.

Life and death were decided, and the knife in Li Luo's hand had already cut through the neck of the Xirong soldier who was only one point slower, and he did not stop under his feet, and rushed to the place with the most people by means of the stones.

Before and after the tea effort. There was silence outside the formation, and the shouts of killing seemed to suddenly go away.

Hua Qi looked anxiously at the front of the stone henge, the figure was visible, and Li Luo turned back to the stone henge, and the long knife in his hand was full of blood. The Tsing Yi was also covered with bloodstains, and it was impossible to tell whether it was Li Luo's or the soul of the dead under the knife. Li Luo lowered the blade slightly, and the blood dripped down the blade into the loess under his feet.

Hua Qi hurriedly shouted: "Childe"

Before he finished speaking, Li Luo slowly raised his head and glanced at Hua Qi plainly, Hua Qi couldn't see it really, but he felt that his body was inexplicably cold, and a chill seeped into his heart with the cold wind of Xifu, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva deeply and didn't say anything.

Chu Ying'er snorted, Changning pulled out the sharp arrow that pierced Chu Ying'er's body, brushed the hair on his forehead, and regardless of the blood stains on his face, he quickly applied medicine and bandaged the wound.

Finally, Changning let out a sigh of relief, more than a dozen wounds on Chu Ying'er's body were properly bandaged, fortunately, except for the arrow wound when he entered the battle, it was not too serious, but there was too much blood loss, and Chu Ying'er's breathing was stable at this time, but the white on his hand and neck was terrifying.

Changning looked up, Li Luozheng looked at himself in a daze, Changning froze, and said, "What's wrong?" ”

Li Luo shook his head and turned around. Changning was confused, Hua Qi's wheezing sound came from behind him, Changning hurriedly looked away, Hua Qi leaned against the boulder and kept panting.

Just when Changning was concentrating on bandaging Chu Ying'er's wounds, the Xirong cavalry had already killed three times before and after, except for the first time, the remaining two times were surrounded and killed from three sides. However, for the third time, the Xirong army had obviously realized that Hua Qi's martial arts were the weakest among several people, and Hua Qi was the most seriously injured this time.

The nameless woman's skills are very different, after the shot, only dead and uninjured, the ruthless place, is better than the big Luo knife, but the situation is urgent, no one pays attention.

Changning stared at the long knife in Li Luo's hand, his face was pale, Li Luo turned his back to a few people, the clothes on his body had been torn several times, and there seemed to be blood flowing out, but the hand holding the knife did not tremble.

Changning sat in the middle of the formation in a daze, still unable to hold back the tears in his eyes, and suddenly a slender hand reached out beside him, gently brushing away the tears on Changning's face, Chu Ying'er felt a little pity, and said softly: "Don't go and see." ”

Changning turned his head, a pair of bright but painful eyes were looking at him steadily, Changning's heart was sour, and he wanted to throw himself into Chu Ying'er's arms and cry bitterly.

Suddenly, there was a long howl outside the formation, and several figures rushed onto the boulder, killing Li Luo from top to bottom, seeing that he was an elite master in the Xirong army.

Chu Ying'er's eyes tightened, the first few battles were just ordinary soldiers in the Xirong army, so he used to consume the internal strength of Li Luo and a few people, but the real master only secretly killed the killer at this time.

Chu Ying'er secretly scolded despicable, and was about to help Li Luo, when suddenly the long knife in Li Luo's hand moved slightly, and shouted in a deep voice: "Don't move." Chu Ying'er snorted, suppressed her figure, half-knelt on the ground, and stared at the five masters who pounced on Li Luo.

Li Luo didn't realize it, when a few people jumped on the boulder, they didn't move except to drink Chu Ying'er, and only when a few people were about to kill them, Chu Ying'er and Changning saw it clearly, Chu Ying'er was better, Changning covered his lips and almost exclaimed.

Li Luo didn't see murderous aura in his eyes, he didn't see arrogance, he was even more dead and silent than Fang Cai, plain and bland, there was no depression in the past, he was indifferent to life and death, but he couldn't help but make people's hairs stand on end.

A Xirong master shouted, it was the Xirong language, Li Luo didn't understand what he was saying, but casually greeted the long knife he was holding.

The knife is slow, so slow that even the Xijon masters find it incredible, but somehow this very slow knife has swept the blades stabbed by the five people. (To be continued.) )