Chapter Ninety-Seven: Scuffle

The dazzling flare flew up the white sky like a falcon, and in the snowflakes that fell bigger and bigger, the sparks exploded like a horn for a charge.

"They're coming!"

Government troops rushed out of the streets and alleys from all directions, and teenagers in horned hats stood on the rooftops and spoke to the people in the backyard.

"You go first, I'll come later!"

Some lazy Aoi Ying wore overcoats, their fingers slid through the air, countless * shells exploded in the air, and the coverage of twenty or thirty meters disrupted the snowflakes that were falling quietly. Eight carriages ran out of the compound one after another, and a young man wearing a horned hat stood on the last one.

"Teacher, please be careful! We are waiting for you at the north gate. ”

"Hmm!"

Curry Pyle, with a horned hat, rushed out of the yard with the last wagon.

"Go to the North Gate!"

With a roar, Curry Pel grabbed the wooden shaft on the roof of the carriage with one hand and shot arrows in the wind. The crossbow in his hand swished and fired, and he grabbed the carriage with both hands, and kicked away the cannonball with his upward legs. One of the shells landed on the ground, and the force of the explosion made the carriage tremble, and the people inside shot arrows outward, and the horse's mane was raised, and the hooves trampled on the snowflakes.

"Hey, Curry Pel, be careful!"

"You can drive with peace of mind. ”

Because Curry Pyer was riding in the last carriage, many government soldiers were very close to them.

Today, the government issued a special notice, and people on this street are hiding in their houses and dare not go out. The father pulled the curious boy to hide behind a thick wall, and the sound of rolling wheels, cannonballs, swift arrows, and shouts of attack mingled to add to the already tense atmosphere.

The index finger flexed, and a transparent ray of light shot through the snowflakes towards the government forces in pursuit behind Curry Pel. Judging by the rank on the shoulder, this is a second lieutenant. The second lieutenant was as fast as a carriage, and although he could only hold on for a while, he tried with all his strength to swing the knife in his hand, but suddenly the white light that fell from the sky pierced his shoulder, causing him to lie on the ground unconsciously, and his shoulder was unusually red and swollen.

"Stop chasing!"

A loud voice came out, and the eight carriages sped towards the north gate.

Kwai Ying, who was stepping fifty meters on the roof, turned his head and looked, a young man wearing a cloak and carrying a thirteen-section weighted steel whip on his back, and a two-meter-tall young man glanced at the cold Kwai Ying, knotted the iron buckle on his chest, and took out the weapon behind his back.

"Everyone, guard the gates. ”

"Yes!"

The government soldiers in blue and white military uniforms scattered through the snow, and Kwai Ying's long legs hidden under the black coat circled slightly on the roof, and her body shot out more than 500 meters.

"Breath!"

Running forward, the man's body suddenly disappeared. Kwai Ying, who was stuck in the air, drooped her eyelids, her body that looked a little bloated because she was wearing an overcoat turned, the soles of her feet stepped on the steel whip that suddenly appeared, her body tossed and turned in the air, and the snowflakes drifted around her, falling quietly.

"Your orders are a bit inaccurate, do you think you can stop me?"

"The commander of the Fifth Army of the rebel army 'Scorpion-Aoi Ying', the first star is the 'son of Scorpion', has no weapons, and practices high-speed physical skills. With your strength, they may not be able to stop you alone, but I'm still here!"

The confident man held the steel whip, his hands sweating, and he cautiously looked at Kwai Ying who landed on the roof, and his descending body was only a hundred meters away from her.

"'Steel Whip Gate God' Wei Chi Hong! Military Rank: Brigadier General. Thirty-five years old. The first star look, the star god is a body of steel......"

Kwai Ying paused, knowing that the other party's message was a sign of respect, but also a provocation. When the opponent says your name and strength, it is nothing more than "I already know you well, I came prepared, and it is your honor to die at my hands." ”

Kwai Ying believes in the second statement more, even if she is lazy, but she still says:

"Man, don't think you're going to be great with such a difficult weapon. Not all steel is indestructible, and not all weapons will benefit you in battle. ”

The whip is divided into single and double, soft and hard, and made of iron, there is no blade in the joint, the steel whip held by Yu Chihong is the "water mill whip", there are thirteen square pimples, the whip handle and the whip head are held, and can be used at both ends. The weighted steel whip is heavy and holds it as if it has the power in its hands.

"I can't imagine that a femme fatale is quite good at preaching. ”

"It's just to persuade you not to be deceived by what you see, and what you see with your own eyes is not necessarily the truth. ”

"Hmph! It seems that the rebels are not short of talents. ”

"I don't know why the World Government sent you, a brigadier general. ”

"What, look down on me?"

The tone of the two of them had a strong * flavor, and Kwai Ying half-drooped her eyelids as if she hadn't woken up.

"I didn't see it. ”

Kwai Ying is 1.93 meters tall in a warm coat, she looks at the ground, her short hair dyed burgundy is as cold as a queen. According to common sense, this gorgeous hair color with a deep red and a little purple tends to have a woman from a traditional classical family, but Kwai Ying can never be associated with conservatism and moderation.

The goose feather snow was too small, and she was only as cold as an iceberg, extremely cold, extremely cold, like a sword that did not care about people's hearts.

"The rebels are a little too contemptuous. ”

Raising his finger, the color star god urged, and the irregular star god emitted a brilliant light, like a crystal light through the cracks in the rock.

"Whew!"

The air waves released by the scorpion resemble the tail needles of a poisonous scorpion.

"Man of Steel!"

The black star god was calm and powerful, and when Yu Chihong's face was pale, the snowflakes in front of him raised a wave of air, and the transparent sharp light was blocked, splashing dense points of light, like a casting hammer hammer beating through a red piece of iron.

"Steel Storm!"

Stepping on the roof, the clothes made a rustling sound in the wind and snow.

The raised steel whip fell towards Aoi Ying's hammer, and his body dodged, and the silent movement did not even bring up the snow. Right now, with the wave of steel whip, the wall of a compound collapsed, but it didn't hit Kwai Ying's side at all. Turning around and waving the steel whip, the white light was scattered by the steel whip with the wind.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise from the north gate, which caused Yu Chihong in the dense light spot to take a look, and Kwai Ying said lightly:

"It's just a small city, there aren't many troops, and you still have so few troops that you deserve to catch us. ”

"You seem sorry you weren't caught?"

Blocking the last ray of white light, Yu Chihong's arm was numb, is this the difference in strength? Obviously, they are just a star god, why is the gap so big?

"No! I regret that the huge world government can't even grasp us, how bad should it be? Is it this kind of bad man who has mastered this world for 2,000 years?"

"It's too much!"

Yu Chihong shot forward, the steel whip and the arm were straight out, Kwai Ying turned around, her index finger shot out white rays, she leaned back and shot three times in a row, and then kicked at the top of Yu Chihong's head with a whip leg.

His body fell sharply, and the pressure above his head made his pupils protrude.

Phew-

Kwai Ying's body suddenly disappeared in place, appearing in front of Yu Chihong, who was rapidly descending, and time seemed to be frozen.

"Does she have two star gods? Since the speed is so fast, even if I use the 'qili' of the five imperial clans, I can't keep up with her?"

A rich golden light flashed in his eyes, and when Yu Chihong couldn't catch this glimmer of light, he had already been kicked in the chest.

The long legs that were kicked out by the coat resembled the "inverted kick purple gold crown" of the dancer, and there was a sharp pain in the chest, and the snowflakes shot towards the ground along with the body, causing the courtyard where the walls had collapsed to be bombarded again.

"Are you alright?"

The jade pendant on the waistband of the trousers swayed from the angle of lying on the ground, there was not much difference between the height of 1.7 and 1.9 meters.

"It's okay, you guys be careful not to get hurt, the government will compensate for the losses here!"

Yu Chihong jumped up again as he spoke, and the waves of air rising from the soles of his feet swirled snowflakes like a tornado.

The two collided dozens of times, each high-altitude impact causing snowflakes to roll up on the ground.

"Hurt!"

In the goose feather snow, the steel whip that rushed out was blocked by a thin index finger.

"Humph!"

Raising her head, Aoi Ying spun around and kicked hard. Turning his gaze with golden shining, Kwai Ying, who was extremely fast, tapped the snowflakes on her toes, and floated away, the snowflakes fell, and Yu Chihong, who was lying in the cracked snow pit, looked at the sky in a daze, bearing the severe pain on his body in disbelief.

"Since he lost so quickly, has the rebels been so strong, or has he always thought they were a rabble, so he despised them?"

A drop of blood on Wei Chihong's forehead dripped into his eyes, and in the uproar, he barely got up and saw that the hard defense line of the north gate had been broken through.

"Teacher, get in the car!"

With the addition of the horse drivers, there were eight people in a carriage, and the eighth carriage all got off the car and entangled, and someone would fall down with a flick of her fingers, and she snorted like a lady on a sunny afternoon. Sitting in the car, all the arrows behind him were shot through by the transparent light of the woman with the golden light in her eyes.

"Bye-bye!"

Curry Pyer squeezed back into the wagon, and the cart was already somewhat full for eight people.

"Teacher, where are we going after the round?"

"Let's go around for a while, and then go home. ”

"Good!"

"You kid got carried away?"

The woman with drooping eyelids was stripped of her snow-covered coat by Curry Pel and slept lazily in his arms. Everyone joked about Curry Pyle, and Kwai Ying hugged him lightly and buried her burgundy hair in his arms. She took off her coat and was slender.

"Don't move, let me sleep for a while. ”

"Good!"

Curry Pyle shrugged, the teacher has always been like this, casually people can't help it.

"That guy was a rebel, right?"

Qian Ling asked.

"Well, I heard their conversation. ”

A large hole was broken in the courtyard, and the walls around it also collapsed.

"Duan Qin, we may have to break the bill again. ”

"It's okay!"

Pulling out a passbook, she smiled happily.

"Didn't the government say it lost money?"

Mo said.

"Then you have to give the money to the landlord first. ”

"Makes sense! I'm going to get the money this time!"

Pinin stepped on the scimitar and trotted out the door with the passbook.

"Come back early. ”

"Okay!"

"I went to write a letter to my brother, for fear that something would happen to him. ”

Mo thought about it, and couldn't let go of Jacos. Except after the last time they met in Natal City, they haven't been in touch for a long time.

"I'm going to write a letter, too! ”

Luo Tian said, and also went to write a letter. Duan Qin took Xiao Fu's hand and happily entered the room together.

Xing Zeyuan was silent for a while, and sat on the steps in front of the living room with Qian Ling and Gan Suo.

"Why don't you write it?"

Xing Zeyuan pounded Qian Ling, Gan Suo didn't particularly care, and said:

"I don't have a family anymore. ”

Xing Zeyuan bit the skin on his lip and lowered his eyes, Brother Gansuo's relatives were all killed by bandits. And what about him? He has nothing, and his relatives have always been a luxury in his dreams. He didn't want to tell Uncle Ichiro and Aunt Mijing about his current situation, he wanted to surprise them.

"What about you?"

"I'm an orphan. ”

"It seems that we are all the same. Well, we can be each other's family, right?"

The scuffle in the city is over, and some thugs take the opportunity to come out and do bad things, but they are caught, and the hustle and bustle continues, and the smoke from the previous explosion dissipates in the sky. Xing Zeyuan sat in the middle and hugged Qian Ling and Gan Suo beside him.