When Du Liang pulled the huge crossbow bolt out of the old man's body, he saw through the huge hole to the ground behind him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Flesh buds had already begun to pop out and writhe the squire to repair it, and the large hole in the armor grew little by little in a short period of time.

The old man was still awake, his eyes were wide as if he was afraid that he would fall asleep, and he was panting with his mouth wide open.

"Put ...... Leave me out of the city. If I turn into a ghost, I won't drag you down. ”

"What a fart!" Du Liang gritted his teeth and squeezed this sentence out from between his teeth.

"Hehe~hehe. I also know it's unlikely. The old man cheered up and twisted out a weak smile, and the waiter tried to get back to his usual laziness, "It's pointless, even if I survive, what?" It's going to turn me into a wreck. ”

“…… Why chase it out. ”

"Huh?"

"It's not worth it! You are stupid, you know? ”

When the last of the rebellious enemies could no longer make a sound, the sound of freezing points smashing on the ground suddenly remained on the entire wall.

The fighters have become accustomed to endless fighting.

The Yin Qi in the cursed blood armor was constantly converted into energy, and the energy instantly sealed the wound and prevented the blood from flowing out.

"......" was dragged back indoors, and the old man struggled to move a step, but he looked at the soldier standing at the door, and the body of the person against the light looked extremely slender, "Tang Da Niu, play a tune to listen." ”

The flute that is often wiped is taken out, and a clear and melodious song drowns out the sound of hail.

The old man's wheezing voice became softer.

His eyes blurred, and his consciousness was like a small boat floating in the midst of a curse.

As he said, death is unreasonable.

"A gentleman in service... I don't know when. What a shame... Chickens perched on the ridge. The sun is setting...... Sheep cow down. A gentleman is in service, so why not think about it...... A gentleman is in service, not day or month. Do you have a job? Chickens perched on the maze. At the end of the day, the sheep and cattle are bracketed. The gentleman is in service, and there is no hunger or thirst......" Ye Nian sang softly beside him, and the ghosts that shook the blood armor and clothes on several people actually made a low sound.

For a while, all that remained in the small space was the sound of flutes and songs.

The hail didn't stop until it was completely dark. The rain mixed with snow and ice was extremely cold.

There were warriors on the city wall who insisted on standing guard, and after the battle, they only squinted slightly and stood at their posts, staring at the city wall through the night and the ice rain.

There were corpses standing on the city wall at intervals, and when Ye Xuan climbed up, there were soldiers who were pulling arrows from the corpses that could still be used.

The straw boat borrowed arrows, and even the work of the straw rolling man was omitted.

Ma Er died.

Died silently.

When Ye Xuan found him, he still had a hideous smile on his face, and he didn't know if the bird qi in his heart had been removed a little.

Although he is a little stupid, he sometimes envies such a rough heroism.

Can you still meet such people? A hot-blooded man who is loyal to himself and his nature.

There was a large circular mark on the ground, and it was here that the elite barbarian with the iron mask made a big fuss.

The city wall was almost breached, and it was also because of that giant man who absolutely did not belong to the scope of human beings, and the quartermaster Lao Li would die.

Now that the big man was torn in half, Ye Xuan held the shield with one hand and the torch to carefully observe the heart of the bull's heart that fell on the ground, and got rid of the face under the iron mask armor that covered the whole face of the big man. The iron head was stuck between the teeth, and the eyes were as if they were still alive, and his eyebrows were slightly bulging as if they had a horn.

The frontal bone in the upper right corner was slashed by Du Liang's sword, and through the broken skin, Ye Xuan tilted his head and reflected something under the firelight.

'Childe, there's something in that bulge. Ye Nian squatted very close.

The short knife was in his hand, and Ye Xuan cut open the bulge with a knife. After scraping a large opening, he tore open the skin, and the pitch-black crystals between the bones underneath looked like jade and black crystals.

"Core?" The too familiar appearance made Ye Xuan subconsciously say it, but he quickly denied that this thing could not be a magic core.

Gently touching the core, the huge corpse actually trembled a little.

Ye Nian hurriedly jumped away, but Ye Xuan frowned, from the core, he sensed the soul locked inside.

The Lost Soul Butterfly pulled it out and held it in his hand, and after thinking about it, Ye Xuan casually dragged a dead man out of his hand and opened some blood-soaked knife blades.

The karmic fire burned vigorously with a slight stirring, and the interpretation flower opened and the spell blade appeared.

Ye Xuan stabbed through the core.

The tormented soul is strong but fragile, and it is the first to go wild under the stimulus. But when he stood up from the small demon core, it was as if he had heard something, and the hideousness on his face slowly relaxed.

The woman appeared behind the ghost, and Ye Xuan's eyelids jumped fiercely when she saw her appearance.

It's the woman who was used as material!

It's that nightmare that has been dreaming several times!

A pair of lotus arms are like dust and jade, and a little red lips are red like blood. The eyes were half-drooping, as if they were angry and resentful, and they wanted to cry and sleep. The huge spirit was so quiet and quietly embraced. Stay quietly in the center of the white flowers, waiting for the petals to wrap in layers.

Eventually, blood-red veins appear on the white petals.

Ye Xuan desperately pulled out his will, and at that moment he felt that he was also being held. The same sleepiness and exhaustion kept coming.

Ye Xuan didn't expect this knife to be so evil, not only because of its danger, but also because of its strength.

Locked in the battle spirit, the attributes of the knife will also change.

Lockword flowers

One-handed weapon knives

Quality Fantasy (Gold)

The Iron Mask Armor picked it up and covered the faces of the poor people on the ground again, and the transformation of the forbidden always brought some madness like no other.

Another poor person~ Ye Xuan thought so, but there was no pity in his heart. The weak only see the misery of the weak and never care about the rules of the world, and it is normal for people who need strength to make such a choice. Someone needs the strength of his pain to bring victory, whether for protection or plunder. Just as sometimes people need pain to bring fear, whether it is order for the sake of deterrence or cowardice for the sake of panic.

The strong will not have mercy. The weak are not entitled to self-pity.

It was for this reason that the death penalty was reinstated in the twenty-fourth century.

Ling Chi, hanging, beheading, and car splitting will become a special topic for the Criminal Law Department.

People are cheap!

There is no criminal law, there is a law from there.

There is no reverence, where the rules come.

Humanitarianism...... The kindness of a woman.

Now the reality is moving closer to the so-called perfection, and when it really comes to the perfection of the world, people begin to look for sin in fear to stimulate the human heart and prevent the necessary dark part from degrading.

At this moment, Ye Xuan was in the most tragic ancient battlefield.

Dare to do anything for your own victory.

It's not about justice.