Section XII

Esther's mouth was already sharper than Youluli, but now she has become a husband and wife with Wu Ming, and she is even more unforgiving, she laughed coquettishly and said angrily: "Brother Amin is originally from my family, Sister Youluli is jealous. Ouch, you look so angry, your little face is red. ”

Five years ago, the two met in Daya Snow Mountain, and they were at loggerheads. Persian Nanban has been fighting in full swing in recent years, and the two of them have met many times. Every time they meet, the two have to make a verbal gesture. Both of them have a rough temper, and they have fought each other no less than a dozen times, but they can't help each other.

Seeing that Wu Ming didn't say a word, he obviously acquiesced to what Esther said. Youluli hated it in her heart, this nerd even married this fox? Thinking that he and he first met, the relationship between the two was still far away, and he was even more angry and wanted to cry. But Wu Ming didn't promise her anything, and she had no reason to blame. Thinking about it like this, I feel even more aggrieved. The Thunder Whip, with all her might, wrapped Esther in the storm, vowing to take her life.

The skills of the two of them are already half a catty. Esther started giggling and laughing, but when Yululi fights, she doesn't dare to be careless, so she can only use small kung fu to deal with Yululi with all her might. The two women rose and fell, flashing and moving, and their clothes flew up, looking more exciting than Wu Ming and Jiuzhi fighting.

There weren't many Nanban sailors rushing over, and they were at a stalemate. Even more sun-to-day, he chopped melons and vegetables, and led a group of sailors to kill the enemy cleanly. At this time, two more Nanban sailors rushed up, this time there was no need to make a move, Feierden led five or six people to wait, and the two of them had just jumped onto the side of the ship, and five or six weapons were handed out at the same time. The two Nanban sailors shook their bodies, and they fell back to the deck screaming as they didn't know how many knives had been slashed on their feet. The remaining Nanban sailors looked at each other, and they were already a little afraid.

Geng Riming commanded everyone to untie the hooks hanging on the ship, and said loudly as he unraveled: "General Yulute, if you continue to be obsessed, the casualties will definitely double this time." ”

Wu Ming and Jiuzhi were fighting in the middle of the fight, and seeing that Geng Riming had untied the hook, and the two boats had a tendency to separate, they couldn't help but be overjoyed, and forced Jiuzhi to retreat with one palm, and shouted to Esther: "Let's prepare to withdraw!" ”

Before he could finish his words, he heard a neutral voice coming from the enemy ship: "Withdraw, where are you still withdrawing?" ”

The voices of ordinary people have their own characteristics. But the sound is like a mountain spring hitting a stone, and it is like the wind washing the night sky, as if there is no smoke or fire. The voice was so familiar, Wu Ming couldn't help but be stunned. At this moment, there was a "whew", and a cyan figure rushed straight into the sky from the enemy ship like a sharp blade.

Ordinary people leap into the air, at most about half a meter. No matter how powerful a martial artist is, he will not exceed five meters. Even if Wu Ming is a master of the ninth section, if he wants to fly the eaves and walk the wall, he must have somewhere to borrow strength to make the trip. But this person is nearly twenty meters tall in one rush, so he is still an ordinary person? Wu Ming was half frightened to death, and exclaimed, "Oops, it's Pa Moli, the Southern Barbarian National Master." ”

Pamori was in the air, comparable to the mainmast, and said lightly: "Wu boy has good eyesight." She was talking, but her feet were not moving. With his hands on his back, as if stepping on an invisible staircase, he walked leisurely towards the Saint-Gorere, step by step.

This kind of miracle is rare for ordinary people to be afraid of in their lives, and their fighting hands are frightened, and they still have the leisure to fight, sticking their heads out like a flock of ducks, staring blankly at this scene.

Pamori walked over to one of the masts of the Saint-Gorile, and pressed it lightly, and the mast shuddered, and then exploded without warning, bringing up a large sawdust that fell downwards with a terrible sound. This thing was already amazing, but she blew her hand like picking flowers and grass, looked at Wu Ming and said, "Listen to Ali, you kid can't look down on her?" ”

As she spoke, she slapped her palm on the mainmast. The Saint-Gorire is not small, the mainmast is made of oak the thickness of a bucket, and the texture is stronger than gold and iron. But as soon as she slapped down, the mainmast exploded violently as if struck by lightning, and a large section of the mast fell off from the top and smashed downwards with a roar.

Wu Ming was almost stunned, and opened his mouth to say something. Geng Riming has said loudly: "Hurry, hurry, hurry." Bow and arrow shooting, bow and arrow shooting, don't let her destroy the mast. ”

When driving at sea, it is mainly the wind that depends on the power. If the Saint-Gorere loses its mast, it is like losing both legs. When the time comes, it will be difficult to move an inch, I am afraid that I will have to starve to death on the sea, and it is even more delusional to return to the Eastern Han Dynasty. As soon as I drank it, everyone reacted. The sailors almost singled out their bows, and when they saw that Pamori seemed to be about to destroy, they raised their hands and shot.

The arrows rained down, weaving into a terrifying web and flying towards Pamori. The bow and arrow are powerful when they are on the top, but they are a different matter when they are from the bottom up. Because there was a mast in the middle, most of these bows and arrows were shot empty, and occasionally one or two rushed to the destination, but they were also weak and were easily pulled out by Pamorly.

Geng Riming is worthy of Jiao Hou, and he is still calm at this time, and shouts: "Catapult, catapult, quickly beat that old witch down for me." In the midst of the crisis, he no longer cared about any respect, and he was a little unscrupulous.

Catapults were ready-made, and most of them were ready to fight, and as soon as the sun gave the order, two catapults reacted and put into action. Several of the soldiers with big heads adjusted the shooting height and distance slightly, and shot at the top of the sè Pamori. Hearing only two "bangs", a stone flew straight into the sea in a panic like his master. In one piece, the sailors used gunpowder bullets in their nervousness, but they hit the canvas. With a violent explosion, the entire sail burst into flames.

Pamori is not afraid of ordinary bows and arrows, but the power of catapults cannot be taken lightly. She flickered slightly sideways, and the figure was already floating towards the other mainmast.

The power of the Grandmaster is so terrifying? Wu Ming looked at it, and a chill also rose in his heart. If Pamori had destroyed all the masts, the Saint-Gorelet would have been stranded on the sea without the help of the Nanbanes. Seeing that Pamori was going to destroy, Wu Ming had no choice but to rush forward. He dodged under the mainmast, and his body jerked out. In the air, the right corner slammed a little, and the person rushed up again. When he was exhausted, his left palm slapped on the root mast, and a few ups and downs approached Pamery, who was standing in the air.

This posture was extremely beautiful, and the Persian sailors below couldn't help but cheer, and the morale that was almost bottomed out couldn't help but be lifted. But before he had time to rejoice, Yurut had once again sounded the horn of attack: "Kill it." ”

In a moment's astonishment, the Nanban battleship approached the Saint-Gorire, and the other three uninjured battleships also outflanked it and surrounded it. Now there are enemies on all sides, and it is impossible to get rid of them. With Youlute's order, the southern barbarians rushed up from the left and right sides at the same time, and the two sides fought together.

Wu Ming stood on a cross-mast, listening to the sound of killing below, but he didn't dare to act rashly. He lifted Chixiao up and slowly looked across his eyes. The scorching sun shone obliquely, leaving a dazzling golden color on the sword, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes and looked at Pamori on the other side. This Southern Barbarian national teacher is dressed in green clothes, his shawl is as long as water, and his figure is graceful and graceful. But her face is forever shrouded in a layer of ru white mist, hazy and intimidating. Although she couldn't see each other's eyes, the two faced each other, less than five feet apart, and Wu Ming also knew that she was looking at herself.

The two of them looked at each other silently, Wu Ming only felt that there were like ten thousand small insects crawling on his back, and large drops of cold sweat poured out of his forehead, and after a while, he was already soaked through his heavy clothes and sweaty.

I don't know how long it took for Pamori to sigh leisurely and say lightly: "It's been many years, and the last time someone pointed a weapon at me, I don't remember it." ”

When the ethereal voice sounded, the invisible qi between the two was released, and Wu Ming only felt that the pressure had dropped sharply, and he let out a sigh: "The seniors have been waiting for the kid for thousands of miles, I don't know what is going on?" ”

"What's going on?" Pamori was a little annoyed, and her tone changed to that of a little girl, which became sharp: "You kid bullied my apprentice, can't I be a master to be angry for her?" ”

Another drop of sweat slipped down Wu Ming's forehead, this Southern Barbarian National Master was moody, and it was really difficult for people to deal with. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said cautiously: "Then I don't know how the national teacher can calculate his anger and let the kid go back to China?" ”

"Do you still want to go back to China?"

She laughed uncontrollably and walked to the other side of the mast to stand. said slowly: "It's okay to leave if you want to, marry Xiaoli, she agrees that you can go." ”

Youluli is naturally a good girl, but her domineering attitude makes Wu Ming dissatisfied. But if she refuses, this female devil will be moody, and if she doesn't do it, she will mess around. His own death is small, and it is a great sin for a large boatload of people to suffer with it.

While he was deliberating about how to reply, Esther shouted below, "Old pious woman, Hugh has to bully my Brother Amin. With the scolding, she rushed up after a few ups and downs, and then stood still on Wu Ming's shoulder.

The Esthers were brutal, but they were nowhere near insignificant. Now more and more Nanbarians rushed onto the Saint-Gorire, and the deck was full of battlefields, and it became a pot of porridge. In the chaos, Wu Ming rushed to the mast for a long time, but there was no movement for a long time, she only said that Wu Ming was bullied by the Southern Barbarian National Master and had no time to speak, and in a hurry, the scolding words rushed out of her mouth. When he rushed up, as soon as he saw that Wu Ming was safe and sound, he already regretted it a little.

Sure enough, Pamori changed to the voice of a little girl, who screamed, "How dare you scold my old godmother? Yes? Sure enough, it was the little Lang hooves taught by the deadwood. With this sharp mouth, Xiaoli usually has to suffer how many grievances. That's it, that's it. I'm going to suffer a loss today, and I'll discipline this little thing on behalf of Deadwood, and then I'll go to Gehan to find Deadwood's old bald donkey to collect the management fee. ”

As she spoke, she didn't see any movement, and the man floated straight up like a ghost, and his arm was long, and he grabbed it straight at Esther's shoulder. Wu Ming was startled, his left hand protected Esther, and his right hand slashed towards Pamori's wrist.

Pamori sneered, and the little girl's sharp voice continued: "Boy, don't forget that I am a grandmaster, and I can also use Chixiao, this yellow eel doesn't work." As she spoke, her slender wrist, which was as white as cotton, flipped weirdly, let Chixiao take a sword, and took it towards Wu Ming's wrist.

It's too fast, Wu Ming only felt a flower in front of him, a numb wrist, and Chixiao had been taken away by the other party. After snatching the red night, Pammory tapped the little finger of her right hand and pinched a beautiful orchid finger. The person took advantage of the situation and was behind the two of them. With a "whew", Chixiao swung in her hand like a pointer, drawing a strange arc, slashing at Esther's head from an impossible angle.

When I didn't reach the ninth stage, I only felt that the grandmaster was powerful, but I didn't have a concept. But when it came to the ninth stage, I realized that the grandmaster and the nine-stage master were simply very different. Pammory's martial arts are known for their strangeness, and with this incredible speed, it really makes people unable to resist in the slightest.

It was too fast, although he lost Pammory's figure, Wu Ming's mind turned faster, and he had a bad premonition as early as when Chixiao was taken away. With a sharp pull of her right hand, both of them fell down at the same time, and Pammory's sword, which she was determined to get, almost swept over her head with gold threads on her head.

The top is dozens of meters high from the deck, and if they fall down at such a high distance, the two of them will probably have to peel off their skin if they don't die. Hearing the sound of the wind, Wu Ming tightened Esther's building with his left hand, and grabbed a mast with his right hand. The two of them fell to the ground and fell on the deck at the same time. With a "bang", the sky was spinning, and Wu Ming only felt that the bones in his whole body were about to scatter. Just as she was about to turn over and sit up, Pamori was already falling straight from the air like a cannonball, and the golden light of the red night was dazzling, still stabbing Esther in the head. He was taken aback, and without thinking about it, he pulled Esther behind him, staring at the red night getting closer and closer in his eyes.

At this time, the battle on the deck was nearing its end, and with the withdrawal of Wu Ming and Esther, the Saint-Gorilet was more able to handle it, but he was only seven dans, and he could protect himself under the onslaught of a long time, and more and more southern barbarians went to the deck. This scene stunned everyone, and the two parties stopped again.

Chixiao paused less than a foot from Wu Ming's forehead. Pamori stopped in mid-air in a posture that was incomprehensible to ordinary people. An invisible thin thread was tied to the Buddha, and the Southern Barbarian National Master slowly turned upside down, swinging around his right hand like a magnetic needle, his feet had stepped on the ground, her right hand was always motionless, and Chixiao did not leave Wu Ming's forehead.

Behind is Esther, Wu Ming can feel her trembling slightly, thinking of everything between the two, Wu Ming no longer panicked, and his eyes looked at Pa Moli for a moment. But this defiant look made Pamori even more annoyed. With a flip of her wrist, Chi Xiao sent it forward slightly, and the sharp tip of the sword showed a trace of blush on Wu Ming's forehead: "Boy, will you let me?" ”

The familiar red night was on his forehead, which made Wu Ming feel absurd. The crimson grew thicker and thicker, slowly condensing into a bead of blood, which was overwhelmed, slowly slid down his forehead, and traced a scarlet curve all the way down the bridge of his nose.

Esther was thrown to the ground, and she struggled to get up. Seeing the current scene, her face turned pale with fright, she hugged Wu Ming with both hands, stared at Pamoli and cried: "Old Qianpo, I'll call you Lao Qianpo, there is a kind of ...... you kill me"

Wu Ming protected her behind him again, and said slowly: "Senior, behind me is my woman, I can't let go!" ”

A great joy arose from the bottom of Esther's heart, and it was like a drop of ink, dripping into the water, rippling all over her body, and Esther almost fainted with happiness. It turns out that in this world, there are still people who protect me and take care of me like the queen mother, so even if I die, I am worth it. She rested her head on Wu Ming's shoulder and laughed like a child, but there were crystal tears on her face.

Pamorly was stunned, and the hand holding Chiyo couldn't help but tremble. Wu Ming looked at it, and he was worried, but he really didn't know what this old witch was thinking. Pamoli suddenly laughed wildly: "Hahaha, I can't let go, I can't let go, I can't let go......"

The more she laughed, the harder she laughed, and the neutral voice returned: "Arrest them all." ”