On the way to escape, Moore used Eagle Eye to see the situation in the city center. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Jim? Is he a hero? Moore asked Yang Ming.

What Moore said was that he came to White Horse City with Yang Ming, and later it was more helpful to Yang Ming, and Moore also knew, he saw Jim, who looked like a businessman and snobbish, suddenly had a heroic aura under his feet, and he was really frightened, it was really difficult for Jim to catch up with powerful heroes.

"Jim is a hero?" Yang Ming didn't know Jim very well, but he knew that he was one of the people who protected the Xingyue Royal Family.

"Tell me the details." Yang Ming hurriedly said.

Moore made a long story short, and then suddenly burst into a foul language because Jim died at the hands of Motima.

In the battle with the Xingyue army, they were not without casualties, and they also had to guard against someone escaping, so when they saw Yang Ming and the others fleeing, they did not continue to chase, and they were also resting in place and scattering alchemy warriors to hunt down the fugitives.

Now that the troops of White Horse City are almost lost, the Star Moon Kingdom is not afraid that the scattered forces will be wiped out one by one.

"Moore, I'll go first." Yang Ming called out to the Nightmare Battle Pony Dao.

Moore also knew that the situation was urgent, and nodded in understanding.

The Nightmare War Horse appeared from under Yang Ming's crotch, dragged Yang Ming all the way to gallop, and soon came to the city center.

In the center of the city, in a large open area, there were only two people, Motima in hideous armor and a pitiful little girl with dead eyes.

Motima's spear was about to stab the little girl and make a beautiful flower wither.

Yang Ming's eyes were cracked.

Needless to say, this is the Xingyue royal family that Jim once tried his best to protect, and it was also the Xingyue royal family that she gave to her Star Chapter.

Looking at her eyes, Yang Ming recognized her true identity.

"Motima, aren't you looking for me?"

"Lao Tzu is here."

Yang Ming also took out a spear and rushed towards Modima.

Motima turned back.

At this time, if he continued, then he would definitely be attacked by Yang Ming.

"Interesting, interesting."

"Kill you and her, this trip to White Horse City is worth it."

"Look after her, don't make a move, he's my prey." Modima turned over and got on the horse, the murderer's spear in his hand, domineering side leakage.

The two horses staggered, and Yang Ming fell off the body of the nightmare war horse.

"Vulnerable." Motima sighed, very disappointed, he longed for a battle with the pinnacle of "Augustine", not this half-crippled, just a crippled body that relied on perseverance to persevere.

"But it's a pity, we've been in Whitehorse City for too long, and it's time to end this war."

"So, you both go and die." Motima said, turned around, and rode his war horse to kill.

Yang Ming coughed vigorously a few times, and his mouth was full of blood.

His injuries were too severe.

"Let's go."

"You're no match for him."

"My companions, and my family, all died because of me."

"Perhaps, it's time for me to reunite with them." The little girl grabbed Yang Ming and hoped that Yang Ming would leave.

The citizens of White Horse City became stupid geese, unconsciously watching the battle, silent.

Yang Ming broke free from the little girl's pull and stood up again.

"I'm really not fit to use a spear." Yang Ming abandoned the spear and took out the brutality and blood.

"Dare to stand up?" Modima was a little impressed, he could still stand up after being so badly injured, what made him stand up?

"It's too weak, though."

Yang Ming was knocked out again.

Of course, Modima also wanted to kill Yang Ming, but Yang Ming's grasp of danger had reached an outrageous level, and he always avoided fatal injuries at critical moments.

"That's enough."

"You're no match for him, give up." The little girl was crying, she was supposed to laugh and laugh under the wings of her parents, but she saw the cruelty and darkness of this world early, and her little heart was already shattered and couldn't bear it.

Yang Ming stood up again.

There are some things that have to be insisted on!

Just like Yang Ming in front of him, if he retreats this time, he will leave a shadow for the rest of his life, a shadow that will never be able to beat Modia, and because of the powerlessness of the "benefactor" dying in front of him, it will make Yang Ming hate himself more and more.

The powerlessness I once felt, do I have to experience it again?

Bang!

But as soon as Yang Ming stood up, he was knocked down by Modima.

Motima is a war maniac, and he is even more a madman, he actually didn't want to kill Yang Ming, but wanted to see Yang Ming's limit.

The little girl was speechless.

Yang Ming stood up again.

Bang!

Stand up!

Bang!

Stand up!

Dozens of rounds, Yang Ming turned into a bloody man.

"Enough, really enough."

"Augustine, it's already okay, you've done enough for us, give up."

"Big brother, don't stand up again."

"Even the hero has given up, why do you have to stand up?"

The citizens of White Horse were moved, and opened their mouths one by one to stop them.

What is it that is supporting that not very strong body to be knocked down again and again, and then stand up again and again?

The hidden white horse heroes were even more bitter, and they felt that their heroic identity was simply alive like a dog.

However, once again, Yang Ming stood up again.

Yang Ming's consciousness became blurred, and he was staggering when he stood up, and he would be planted at any time.

"It's a pity that you're not from my Star and Moon Kingdom, otherwise I would definitely be good friends with you." Motima regretted.

This time he was not ready to show mercy, because he could see that this was Augustine's last breath, his last physical strength, and his consciousness would dissipate.

But is that really the case?

Little by little, a little bit of light appeared on Yang Ming's body.

The stars in the sky are haunted, and mischievous flashes and flashes.

Among them, there is one of the most shining constellations, as if it has become the lord of the stars among the stars, ruling over thousands of stars, and the glory is so great that those who shine cannot open their eyes.

"Whew." Everyone seemed to hear the roar of the lion, the king of beasts, noble, majestic, and domineering.

The twelve stars connected in series suddenly turned into a majestic lion, and from its body, a little light of the stars descended.

A dreamy river of stars flowed in the sky, becoming a bridge linking Yang Ming and the stars.

The power of the stars flowed into Yang Ming's body, and the body, which was originally injured and could not be described as serious, was gradually recovering.

The bleeding stopped, the wound healed, and the stains were excreted from Yang Ming's body.

The power of the stars is transforming Yang Ming's body, making him gradually approach the stars, becoming stars, and turning into stars.

Yang Ming was reborn, bathed in the stars, and was the most holy god.

"Roar." Yang Ming let out a roar similar to that of a lion, and when he reached the peak again, he was even more powerful than before.

Because Yang Ming was already a first-order warrior, his body had been forged by the stars, and his body was like a star, hard and indestructible.

"Come to war, Motima."

"This is the moment I was waiting for." Motima couldn't speak, he was so excited.

ps: Today's first three shifts, four shifts a day a little unbearable.