Little Jasmine didn't understand what was going on at first, and her little face was still confused, but when she saw the situation around her, she quickly reacted. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoAlthough the little guy was scared at the moment, she gritted her teeth and tried not to show a look of fear. The guard obviously knew that his young lady had a strong personality, and he was extremely satisfied with her performance at the moment.

The Sect of Light gradually narrowed the encirclement, and in their opinion, the two people in front of them thought that they were catching turtles in an urn, and they only needed one charge to catch them. Especially the big man, with a smirk on his face, he picked up the long knife in his hand and wanted to take the lead. However, at this moment, the guards did something unexpected to everyone.

I saw a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and the flintlock pistol in his hand suddenly pressed against the head of the little Jasmine in his arms, and said coldly: "You'd better not move anyone, I believe you should also know who the person in my arms is." It's easy to let me go if you want this credit, this little girl is yours. ”

This move obviously stunned the Sect of Light, and no one could have imagined that this seemingly loyal guard in front of them would actually do such a wolf-hearted thing.

The big man stopped, and the long knife pointed at the guard disdainfully: "Lao Tzu doesn't care which of you lives or dies, as long as you get the corpse, the credit will definitely run." Hey, kid, you got the wrong idea....... ”

These people knew that the Sect Master had already made a clear decree that no matter whether they lived or died, they would see people and corpses, so they could kill everything that dared to hinder their path, including all goals, without any scruples. The moment the big man's voice fell, he swung his knife without hesitation.

The long knife slashed through the air, slamming down on the guard's head in the whirring wind, and the big man seemed to completely ignore the flintlock pistol in the guard's hand. He only cared about attacking but did not have any defense, the corner of the guard's mouth hooked a grim smile, the flintlock pistol left the little jasmine's head, and turned to the head of the big man, and the 'bang' of the gunfire instantly echoed throughout the woodland and spread far away, and even startled the birds that inhabited the forest to scatter and flee.

The big man's body rushed forward for a moment, and an egg-sized hole appeared in the center of his head's eyebrows, and blood gushed out. The bulging eyes were full of unwillingness, and he didn't understand why until he died?

After the big man fell to the ground, the others were also stunned, and whoever the guard's gun was pointing at, that person must have subconsciously taken two steps back. No one dared to follow in the footsteps of the big men, and the encirclement gradually expanded, until in the end they hid behind the trunks.

A cloud-piercing arrow was suddenly ignited and fired into the dense woodland, and the white smoke soon filled the air, and the rest of the people could only send a signal to notify the people from elsewhere to come when they did not dare to try. The credit is compared with his own small life, so people naturally choose to save their lives, as long as the archers arrive in front of them, these two people will be unable to escape.

After the cloud-piercing arrow exploded in the air, it immediately attracted people nearby, and the guards could already faintly hear the chaotic footsteps gathering rapidly. If he is not ready to flee for his life now, when other reinforcements arrive, then he will have no hope of survival.

Having made up his mind, the guard took little Jasmine behind his back, told him to hurry, and rushed to a place where he had already observed a dense field of vines. At this moment, he had replaced another loaded flintlock pistol in his hand, and in the other hand he held the embroidered spring knife tightly, and suddenly attacked with the might of the tiger descending the mountain.

The two Light Cultists happened to be hiding in that direction, and when they saw the guards rushing towards them, they looked at each other in a slight stunned manner, tightened the weapons in their hands, and reluctantly appeared to block the guards' way.

The guard's speed was still unabated, and the flintlock pistol in his hand was already aimed at the relatively calm Sect of Light, and he pulled the trigger fiercely. The man fell to the ground after the gunshot, and the other was so frightened that he turned and ran, with an astonishing speed.

The guards didn't have time to pay attention to the man who slipped away, and when he reached the edge of the vine, he wanted to go around it, but the whirring of weapons a few feet behind him had no choice, and his feet bent slightly and jumped high with the momentum, and then smashed towards the vines in front of him.

The guard, who had just jumped into the air, suddenly felt a numbness on the sole of his right foot, and before he could look down to see what was happening, he could already see that the branches of the vines under him were actually covered with spikes. Without allowing him to hesitate at all, he suddenly reached out and threw the little jasmine behind him out of the vines in front of him, and shouted loudly: "Miss, run!" ”

The guard's voice suddenly turned into a miserable scream, not because he smashed into the spiky vines, but at this moment he sensed that the sole of his right foot was actually cut off directly by some sharp weapon when he was numb just now. He also found out when he felt a sharp pain when his severed foot touched the spikes of the vines.

Little Jasmine was thrown far out of the vines by the guards, and her small body whistled in the air, landing on a grass. Little Jasmine's exclamation had already burst out before it touched the ground, but when it came into contact with the grass, the exclamation turned into a muffled grunt. Her body was fine when her little butt landed on the ground, and she only remembered the guard's words in her head to run, and she didn't bother to check her buttocks, and she drilled into the dense forest in front of her in a panic with her calves.

Compared to little Jasmine's good fortune, the guards were much more unlucky, he was now hung by the spikes of the vines, and the slightest movement made him break out in a cold sweat. The Cult of Light left only two of them to deal with the guards, and the rest of them went around the vines and continued to pursue Little Jasmine.

A black-faced man with a fleshy face and well-developed limbs roughly split the vines that surrounded the guard's body, and the anger on his face seemed to ease when he saw his miserable state. But he didn't just let the guard in front of him go, but ordered someone to pull him directly from the spike to the open space next to him.

The black-faced man suddenly snatched an axe from his man's hand, and without a sound, swung the axe at him and slashed off the sole of his foot. The guard let out another snort of pain as blood splattered, but he was now so weak that all that was left was a low moan.

The black-faced man was still angry, and continued to walk towards his two hands with an axe full of blood, and the extremely cold words were squeezed out of his mouth: "Dare to kill my brother, today Lao Tzu will make your life worse than death!" ”

The axe was raised high again, and the guard had no hope of life at the moment, and he only wanted the axe raised high not to cut at his palm, but at his neck. But the black-faced man's axe did not fall, but ordered his two subordinates to tightly strangle the guard's two severed feet with ropes, so as not to let them bleed too much and die. (To be continued.) )