It was in the shape of three connected cylinders, dark gray, not big or deep, and it looked like it was made of metal.

As for why General Bo made such a strange move, Ling Xiaohan didn't know, because those Yellow Turban soldiers had already come to the front with all kinds of weapons.

Ling Xiaohan clenched his sleeve knife, and as the white light of the handle lit up one after another, he began to wrestle with those Yellow Turban soldiers.

Because he relied on the handle to operate himself, he was able to make a lot of actions that his body could not complete alone, and the game skills were extremely superb, so although the enemies were dense and dazzling, Ling Xiaohan was still able to deal with it, although it was a little difficult, but he did not suffer a big loss.

Suddenly, a muffled snort of pain reached Ling Xiaohan's ears.

Ling Xiaohan glanced at it, but saw Zhu Jun bent over, holding a sword in one hand and covering his chest with the other, trembling slightly, and kept muttering.

"You...... Despicable anti-thief ......"

From between Zhu Jun's clenched teeth, he said these words hatefully.

And in front of Zhu Jun, that General Bo laughed proudly, and at the same time, he pulled out a big knife with killing intent in his eyes: "Dare to stop my heavenly army, kill yourself!" Ben will kill you first, and then kill that child, I think I will be able to make a great contribution, haha......"

Ling Xiaohan saw it in his eyes and listened to it in his ears, and immediately understood what despicable way General Bo used to injure Zhu Jun.

But Ling Xiaohan couldn't help it - the one surnamed Bo used despicable means to win Zhu Jun, and it had nothing to do with him; It doesn't matter if Zhu Jun is killed; But if you say that you want to kill yourself, you can't accept it no matter what!

Thinking of the insulting words of these thieves about his appearance before, he was even more angry, and immediately changed his original plan and made a completely opposite decision.

"Good! Fuck you, you're going to kill me, aren't you? Then I'll look for you first! ”

Ling Xiaohan said secretly in his heart, and then "pressed" the "Jueying" button on the lower handle, and looked behind General Bo.

He was hit by a weapon in the back, and a sharp pain struck, but Ling Xiaohan didn't care anymore.

After a brief ripple of colored water, sight and hearing disappeared again, and the last thing heard was the exclamation of the Yellow Turban soldiers.

In the midst of a nightmare, the pain in my back was always with me.

After a few seconds, Ling Xiaohan regained his senses, and clearly saw that General Bo was in front of him.

At the same time, he felt dizzy and aching all over.

"General, general, be careful!"

The yellow-turban soldiers, who had quick eyes, were so frightened that they stammered after seeing Ling Xiaohan.

General Bo had already made a move to slash at Zhu Jun, but when he heard the shouts of his subordinates, he hurriedly turned around, but he was stunned for a moment, and the big knife in his hand froze in the air.

Ling Xiaohan immediately raised his sleeve knife and held the back of the general's heart, originally planning to say something proud, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his stomach turned upside down, and he didn't know what to do, but "wow-" and vomited, spraying the general's body.

General Bo trembled, but he didn't dare to move, but the big knife in his hand fell to the ground.

The sound of the fall was clearly audible as everyone froze.

After spitting it out, Ling Xiaohan felt a lot more comfortable in his stomach, but his whole body felt more sore and tired.

"You, you...... Sure enough, the magic of the 'Grand Duke'......"

General Bo looked at Ling Xiaohan, whose face was turning pale, in horror.

Ling Xiaohan only felt his heart beating rapidly, and couldn't help but take a few heavy breaths, and after feeling his breath a little even, he barely smiled: "Nonsense...... I'll be able to go more......"

General Bo was even more nervous: "No, no...... You—You've just learned it...... Is it to put the 'Metropolitan Governor' ......?"

Ling Xiaohan felt suspicious and interrupted him: "You...... Damn, how do you know I've just learned......"

General Bo's voice trembled slightly: "'The Grand Governor' once said...... This magic cannot be performed without decades of practice...... Even if they learn how to cast it, the caster will show obvious symptoms......"

Ling Xiaohan asked, "What symptoms ......?"

"Poop...... That's how you ...... at this time," General Bo stammered, "Could it be ...... You're really going to ...... the magic of the 'Grand Duke'."

Zhu Jun also looked at Ling Xiaohan with a shocked expression.

Ling Xiaohan wiped away the cold sweat oozing from his forehead with his hand, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "You're quite fucking smart...... That's right, I'm just learning it...... Kill that horse and I'll be done......"

The muscles on General Bo's face twitched.

"But...... When I watched his show, his posture was very handsome, and he wasn't as tired as me......" Ling Xiaohan asked and said to himself.

General Bo stammered: "The cultivation talent of the Great Metropolitan Governor is different from ordinary people...... It was also ignited by the 'General of Heaven'...... Nature, nature can be used freely......"

"What kind of JB thing are you talking about......" Ling Xiaohan snorted disappreciatively, "What a fart, I will be slaughtered by dividing five by two in three strokes!" ”

General Bo answered quickly this time: "This ...... Whoever can kill the 'Grand Governor' must be extraordinary......"

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead again, Ling Xiaohan wiped his hand casually, and said with a smile: "Hehe...... Are you complimenting me? ”

The expression on General Bo's face was smiling: "Yes...... It's ......"

"Didn't you just quite support NB?" Ling Xiaohan sneered, looking at the strange device on General Bo's back, "Hey, what the is this?" ”

As he spoke, he touched it with his sleeve knife, making a crisp crashing sound.

General Bo hurriedly said: "This ...... This is a concealed launcher......"

"I fucking guessed it......" Ling Xiaohan laughed, "and say I'm a despicable person, you guys really don't fucking have a B face!" ”

At this time, Zhu Jun also struggled to stand up, his hand still covering his chest, and Ling Xiaohan saw that what he was holding was a feather with a short arrow.

Zhu Jun gritted his teeth, quickly pulled out the bloody short arrow, and threw it on the ground hard.

"I ...... I have an antidote......" General Bo stammered.

"What antidote?" Ling Xiaohan asked.

Before General Bo could answer, Zhu Jun waved his saber and gritted his teeth, "How can this general be a fearless person?" Even if you die, you thieves who rebel against the court must be killed first! ”

Ling Xiaohan understood now and said, "My grass? And what about your arrows? What, threaten me with this? ”

He only hopes that this General Bo can be tougher, so that he can logically "kill two birds with one stone".

Who knows, General Nabo was busy saying: "No! Ben will ...... What you mean, you can ...... It could save his life......"

Ling Xiaohan was disappointed in his heart: "What about the antidote?" Give me. ”

General Bo took out a small cloth bag from his armor and handed it to Ling Xiaohan tremblingly.