In the broken valley, the mess is everywhere, on the cracked rocks, a big flag stands proudly in the wind, hunting and hunting, the cold spring wind, whistling, broken golden velvet, is shaking off from the broken flag.

"Your Lord!" Magnolia's call echoed through the canyon.

But the only thing that answered her was the lonely battle flag, the sound of shaking in the wind, and the golden shadow on the flag seemed to be becoming more and more blurred, and the already inconspicuous power of the golden blade became even more dim.

"Your Lord!" Mulan jumped from the city, three steps and two steps, a few vertical leaps to the magic battle flag, she looked around, but on the ground nearby, in addition to the gravel, there was only a thick dust.

"Lord, woo!"

A heart-wrenching cry came from behind him, noisy footsteps came from far and near, and in the open gate of the Eagle Sorrow Gorge Pass, Wei Linglan, who was full of tears, strode out, and Zhongsun Fangfei, who was desperately pulled by Han Muyu, followed closely.

Xiao Budian, whose face was full of worry, raised her head at the moment of stopping, her eyelashes flickered again and again, and she asked softly, "Mom, where are the barbarians?" ”

Zhongsun Fangfei's plump chest was still rising and falling, and the Grand Duchess's eyes were full of nervousness and anxiety, and her cold reason was persuading her to hurry back to the inside of the pass to avoid the threat of the wild boar people's soldiers, but the concern in her heart made her ∴unable to say hurtful words no matter what.

"Your Lord!" Wei Linglan, who covered her little face, suddenly let out a heart-rending call.

"Your Lord!" Mulan was also shouting loudly, and the army of wild boar people in the distance was slowly pressing. The terrifying Black Iron Blade. Getting closer.

"Barbarian!" Xiao Budian broke free from his mother's shackles with all his might. She ran forward, her little hands gathered in the shape of a trumpet, and shouted, "Barbarian, come out quickly, the boar people are coming!" ”

The small figure rushed into the valley covered with rock powder and the smoke that had not yet completely fallen, and suddenly a series of small footprints appeared.

Han Muyu who trotted briskly. Calling out in the valley, she suddenly stopped as she galloped forward, and there was a distinct tremor under her feet, as if the boar-man's cavalry army was charging.

Han Muyu's eyes were raised, his slender eyelashes like a small brush, and he looked into the distance, although the soldiers of the wild boar people were pressing rapidly. But there were no cavalry, but it puzzled her. But it was the earth that trembled, and it shook more and more.

The next moment, a twisted handmail covered in blood suddenly stretched out from the ground, and a series of clicks that seemed to be the shaking of the skeleton pierced into both ears.

In the ancient battlefield of Yandi, there are always ancient resentful spirits, turning into zombies, using the will of the curse, spreading death and despair, in the face of such a terrifying scene, Han Muyu, who has heard a lot of ghost stories since he was a child, suddenly screamed again and again, and strode back.

"There are undead!"

"Don't be afraid!" Mulan held the panicked little guy with a look of vigilance.

"Your Lord!" Wei Lizulan, who was close behind, passed the two of them and strode over.

In the eyes of Miss Pastor, there was no distorted color of negative energy, only a familiar but dim light of life, leaping forward, and the next moment, the blood anger belonging to Qian Wuwu had already rushed to her face.

Crash!

The dust was stirring, and a cracked stone slab was overturned, and a majestic figure gradually appeared in the diffuse dust and mist.

Wei Linglan strode forward, and the next moment, she saw Qian Wuwu covered in blood.

"Your Lord, Your Lord, are you alright?"

"Your Lord!" Mulan also followed.

The panting Qian Wuwu was about to pat his chest to show the man's martial spirit, but when he saw the two pear blossoms with the rain, he looked moving, but the blood in his heart was extremely turbulent.

The next moment, Qian Wuwu's body tilted and fell towards Miss Pastor.

"Your Lord!" Wei Lily of the Valley opened her arms and took the money into her soft embrace.

"Your Lord!" Mulan also ran over, tears welling up in her eyes.

"I ...... I feel...... Ahem...... Probably not! Qian Wuwu, who was panting heavily, was pale, and a wisp of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, looking very scary, just when the two girls were crying, he reached out with both hands, and wrapped his waist around them left and right.

"Your lord, you can't die!" Wei Linglan, who was out of order, regarded Qian Wuwu's life breath as a return to light.

"Your lord, you'll be fine!" Mulan held Qian Wuwu's cheek, and the power of Aoki oozing from her small hand was rich and abnormal, as if she wanted to nourish Qian Wuwu's life.

"Promise me...... I ......"

"You say!" Wei Linglan slowly knelt on the ground and hugged Qian Wuwu tightly in her arms, and Mulan also leaned down and put her ear to Qian Wuwu's mouth, wanting to hear him tell him what she wanted.

"Together...... Together, kiss me...... Kiss me once! When Qian Wuwu spoke, his eyes rolled wildly, his hands were even more dishonest, and the cold hand armor had climbed the butts of the two little servants.

However, this abnormal reaction was recognized by Xiao Hu Cong as delirious.

Qian Wuwu's words that made people blush, if they were normal, Wei Linglan would definitely bury her head in her neck on the spot and fall into silence; Mulan, on the other hand, will put on a submissive appearance, stiff and immovable, and let you choose.

Qian Wu, who has always longed for the blessings of Qi people, has repeatedly encountered this kind of silent resistance, which can be said to have suffocated an internal injury, and the great opportunity in front of him will naturally not let go.

Unsurprisingly, in the sudden and rapid gasp, the eyes of the two little servants finally touched together, and the next moment, Wei Lily of the Valley, who was flushed, closed her eyes and buried her head; And Mulan, whose neck was pink, also bowed her head.

Rourou's sincere emotions spread silently, even if Qian Wuwu's request was very excessive, but the two little servants who had already entrusted him with their bodies and minds completely let go of their shyness and reserve and made the most daring choice.

This qiē is just to satisfy the last wish of money worry-free.

The cold and soft lips, a stroke of fun pavilion www.biquge.info at the corner of Qian Wuwu's mouth, pretending to be a dying Warcraft knight, ** blood surged up, he opened his blood-red eyes openly, and met the eyes with tears floating, which were full of pure and sincere light.

But Qian Wuwu discerned the undisguised will of hatred from the depths of this love, which was an oath of blood hatred against the wild boar people.

The trembling heart made Qian Wuwu's eyes clear, and he suddenly stretched out his hands, firmly pressed the heads of the two little servants, and pressed them desperately against him, as if he was about to rub them into his body.

"Yikes! Oh no, the barbarians have lost their minds and gone crazy! Suddenly, a small shout came out of nowhere: "Mother, mother, come and help, the barbarians are biting!" (To be continued......)