The thin sword on his waist stabbed out a silver white, and after the reflexive piercing, the armor dog turned into two halves, and the huge drum exploded, and the copper bullets were scattered all over the ground.

A white aura followed, and the girl danced in a circle, and a dozen or so ordnance dogs in close proximity disintegrated in an instant.

What a clever trick! Even in the face of enemies that have never been seen before, there is a tight backhand, and I can't help but look at this cute little sister differently.

"Drink!" The girl pierced back and forth with a crisp voice, drawing a triangle, and it was unbelievable that this was a girl covered in gunshot wounds, who must have inherited her father's bravery and perseverance!

The armoured dogs on the periphery began to pour out their anger, and the fire net was once again intertwined on the horizontal plane, and the girl rose into the air, her light body seemed to float in the air, and she walked freely like a smoke, like a dragonfly dotting water, and with the support of the rapian, she took off and danced, cutting through one ordnance dog after another. The fire net could not keep up with the girl's movements, and the hall was full of bullet marks. The bullet casings clanged and fell to the ground, unconsciously laying a full layer!

Wen Cheng put on the lenses and found that the girl's physical signs were only 20%, such a dying state of life, why could such a tenacious fighting spirit erupt, it was unbelievable that the heroic girl in front of her was eating bread with a bulging mouth for several hours.

"Whoa!" With a bang, a bullet caught up with the girl, breaking her left arm.

The girl jumped to the corner of the hall with her left arm clutched, and at her feet was the silver gun she had dropped, and she reached for it, but was stopped by a bullet. Another bullet knocked the silver gun away.

The signs were already less than 15%, and Moon Seung tightened his grip on the pulse bomb.

The number of follow-up enemies is unknown, it is not a good thing to reveal the location so early, this is only the first floor, such a failure, another precious night will be wasted, Wen Cheng hesitated.

"Da ......" The rain of bullets hit Wenzhu in a cone, the girl rolled one after another, the rain of bullets kept running with her shadow, and after a while, the girl hid behind the pillar, and the armory dog approached with slow steps, gradually closing the encirclement.

Is this the end of it? To save or not to save?

No, no, it still doesn't work, even if she makes a move, with her scarred appearance, I'm afraid she won't be able to survive tonight, giving up the task for the sake of a dying girl, not to mention being irresponsible to Liu Zhen and Su Meng, and putting herself in a dangerous situation. If you can make a choice without hesitation in facing two policemen in the wall of fire, then here you are even more determined.

Yes, it's just a low-level heroic spirit, just a girl with a few strokes in history, even if she follows her father to make one battle after another, she can't compete with the impermanence of the world, whether it's a suspicious king, a villain framed, or a vicious eunuch, since she hasn't survived the Shura field that fate has woven for her and her father, not to mention the deteriorating Qiantang City?

Hmph, low-level ...... O Heroic Spirit. Wen Cheng endured a trace of sourness that flashed through his heart and continued to watch.

Behind the pillar, the white-robed girl who was surrounded stood staggeringly with her sword propped up.

"Drink, ahhh The girl let out a cry of grief and indignation, just as she had faced the tidal tide of Tartar horsemen in her life, as if she was going to cut off their heads with stubble after stubble of rattails, whether the battlefield was yellow sand or winter snow, this time, she transformed the condensed weak power into a white light, and released it with all her might.

White elves flickered and jumped around the building.

With this exact decision, Wenzhu once again swung the thin sword "Thousand Miles of Snow".

"This is the daughter of Lu Xiangsheng, the prince of loyalty?!" Wen Cheng sighed, she is obviously a weak woman in Jiangnan, why does she have an earth-shattering fighting spirit at this endangered moment?

The physical signs of Wenzhu fell to 10%.

She removed the remnants of her armor, and the faint moonlight scattered into the hall, the girl's white dress had long been dyed blood red, her long hair was churning in the air, and there was a trace of black sweatshirt cilia on her sleeves.

"Never...... Surrender!"

She used the last of her strength to target the object directly in front of her, and the tips of her needles pierced out a white flame of light with an astonishing density and substance. From the posture of standing quietly behind him, he turned to stab his right arm horizontally, which had gathered all his strength.

After a moment of silence, the net of fire pierced the girl's body like chains in all directions, trembling as bullets pierced her shoulders, ribs, and waist. In the end, he arched because of a bullet in his back, and spat out a mouthful of blood into the air, the bullet pierced the spine, and white spinal fluid overflowed from his chest, Wen Zhu covered his heart and fell the corners of his eyebrows, and bright red gurgled out of his mouth, but he maintained the strength of his arm and supported his body with a thin sword.

When the smoke cleared, there was silence, and the dozens of ordnance dogs that remained stopped firing. Two mechanical dogs with jaws struggled to assemble from the wreckage, and they rushed to the girl's feet and pounced upward, Wenzhu's knees snapped in response, and the girl knelt down.

Wen Zhu glared at the two minions, swung a thousand miles of snow to chop them up, and stood up with his sword in his hand again, his knees trembling.

"Bang bang!" Two hurried bullets cut her wrist twice, the girl bared her teeth and took a deep breath, her face relaxed with a bitter face, and she fell to the ground with a thud.

"Never!" The girl gritted her teeth and endured the pain in her knee to regain her footing.

The Armor Dog slowly contracted the encirclement, and the one behind the girl snapped into its load, aiming its hot muzzle at the back of her head.

"Daddy!" Wen Zhu let out a stubborn cry with a hint of trembling.

Wen Cheng looked at this scene and clenched the sweatshirt on his chest.

It wasn't in response to her father's expectations, or the sense of duty of a dynasty. Even the Shura Field, which is surrounded by villains and faint kings, has an inescapable reason.

It's not because of how much hatred she has for the alien, but because of her natural stubbornness, she chose to turn into a heroic spirit and continue to fight, no matter how weak she is, even if no one cares about her.

She didn't want to escape, and to escape was the denial of her brother and mother who left first, the denial of the martyrdom of more than 200 people in the whole clan, and the denial of any unjust soul under the iron hoof.

Her Avalon Court, or Valhalla, is not far away, but a small manor that her father dreams of. As long as the dream of Meiyuan is still there, as long as the faint soul breath of my father is still there, even if there is only himself left in the world, he must resolutely continue to walk.

Like the traction of fate, these thoughts suddenly drilled into Wen Cheng's heart, he didn't know why all this happened, or the effect of memory fragments, everything was unknown. The so-called community of destiny is like this, without any way of transmitting the spiritual resonance, even if they are far away, a call in their hearts will wake each other up.

In fact, from the moment he met her in the garden, Wen Zhu never made Wen Cheng feel disdainful, on the contrary, it made him understand what dazzling was, different from the way of his goddess at the same table, but the dazzling belonging to the weak.

"No, that's exactly what I'm looking for, a heroic spirit who lives and dies." Wen Cheng muttered a wry smile.

Beyond any meaning.

Sure enough...... Liu Zhen warns that those words that are not boundary, cold-blooded, all the preventive shots are useless.

Save? Or not save? This is the third time he has asked himself.

"Bunzhu!"

His name is Gu Wencheng, and he will not regret this decision for the next few months.