With a clear drink, Zhao Jinlong in the team immediately heard that it seemed to be the voice of the prince Ling Xingyue. Situ also heard it, and the two of them turned their heads in unison and said:

"Lord Wang?"

Ling Xingyue turned over and jumped off the roof of the store, took a few steps to the side of the team, and responded:

"Situ, Wooden Dragon, it's me, what's wrong with your eyes?"

"Lord Wang, be careful, this guy on the other side doesn't know if it's a human or a ghost, and he will use a curse to make people blind, and everyone in the team can't see it."

Ling Xingyue looked at the former wolf clan patriarch and saw that he was dressed in black armor, but he was holding a staff made of white bones in his hand, blood oozed from his chest and throat, but his eyes were strangely colored, and there was a rune on his body, dancing this green flame.

The other party also looked at Ling Xingyue, dressed as a grassland warren warrior, with a long knife behind his back, black hair, and braided hair, so he couldn't see his identity. But this team of Ming guards is the prince, it seems that this person is not small, and what happened to the wall of fire just now? The one-hit icicle technique that he was very sure of was all surrounded by a wall of fire, and he didn't even have a single kill. However, just looking at the young and handsome young man opposite, he couldn't tell that he was a monk with Taoism.

Or Ling Xingyue opened her mouth first:

"You grassland shamans, pay attention to the way of nature, how can you do this kind of thing, killing people and taking away the house, attached to this dead man, doing nonsense, aren't you afraid of immortality?"

As soon as the shaman spoke, it was the voice with metal friction, and the sizzling sound made all the Ming and the Hull soldiers feel very uncomfortable when they heard it, and their ears seemed to have been forcibly poured with mercury, which made people uncomfortable:

"Oh? You also know about snatching! This body has already received the shaman's enlightenment, and at the last moment of the battle, this body is given to the shaman in exchange for the final victory, which is the person's own will, and following such a will is the way of nature and the will of the immortal heaven. ”

"In that case, it's ......"

Ling Xingyue was not so verbose, these few words were actually to probe the foundation of the guy in front of him, to see if it was the real body of the shaman, the person on the grassland, just being, these two sentences, Ling Xingyue already knew that the other party was not the real body of the shaman, but a consciousness attached to this body.

Now that you know, there's nothing to say, it's over, and after cleaning up this shaman today, it seems that you can call it a day.

Ling Xingyue knew what she wanted to know, so she didn't have so much nonsense, she pulled out the long knife that was behind her with one hand, and the human knife was one, and went straight to the opponent.

On the shaman's side, the white bone staff was beaten, it was still the same old way, and a rune flashed on Ling Xingyue's head, and immediately, Ling Xingyue panicked:

"What? I can't see the forehead either?? It's really evil! ”

The shaman with the green flame laughed strangely:

"Hehe, oops, you Han pigs, you just can't learn, your eyes can't see, I see how you still cast spells, how to move!"

As he spoke, holding the White Bone Staff in his hand, he stepped towards Ling Xingyue, intending to kill Ling Xingyue with a single staff.

The long knife in Ling Xingyue's hand was waved wildly, turning constantly, but she didn't know which direction this shaman was.

Zhao Jinlong and Situ, who were in a hurry on the side, sweated down, and the prince also fell into this trick, how is this good, he was in a hurry, he couldn't use his strength, and he didn't dare to shout, for fear that the prince would be affected by his own side, and he couldn't hear the opponent's voice.

The shaman walked silently in front of Ling Xingyue, raised his hands and raised the white bone staff high, and then he was about to volley down, shattering Ling Xingyue's skull, just when the staff was raised to the highest point, an imperceptible smile appeared on Ling Xingyue's face, the knife flashed, and the green fire shaman had been cut in two.

"The prairie people are really real! I said I couldn't see it, and you believed it! ”

Ling Xingyue made a meritorious contribution with a sword, her mouth was full of words, and her face was a little cunning, and she smiled silently in her heart:

"Lao Tzu Yuanshen is a cat, that eyesight is the most keen, just a shaman demon magic, just want to kill me, you are too arrogant!"

"You, you pigs, lie! Swindler! You're not going to get good results! Immortal Heaven will ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Xingyue's second wave of flames pounced on it, burning the shaman that had been broken in two and burning it to ashes.

At the same time, in a room in a mansion far away from the city, a shaman dressed in traditional clothes who was sitting on a chair suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to his knees violently, coughing incessantly:

"I saw you, yes, it's you, you killed my junior brother, and insulted the Immortal Heaven, all the shamans on the grassland will not let you go! I'm going to tell the master, that man, he's coming. ”

As the shaman was cut in two by Ling Xingyue, the curse issued by the shaman disappeared, and Zhao Jinlong and his party were immediately able to see again, and the first thing everyone saw was a person wearing a Warat warrior costume, standing in front of him.

Meaninglessly, the crossbowman picked up the guy in his hand, and Ling Xingyue hurriedly identified himself:

"It's me, it's me, Ling Xingyue!"

Zhao Jinlong and Situ also hurriedly drank the decree to prevent this prince who had just saved everyone's lives from dying in the hands of his own people.

"Lord Wang, why are you here? This is, this is ...... How did it come about? ”

"Kill in!"

"Wow! Really fake! The prince is mighty! ”

A bunch of people were dumbfounded.

"There are more than 100,000 Warat soldiers outside?? Lord, you've killed them all. ”

Ling Xingyue was also a little helpless, her own group of personal guards of the forbidden army, I don't know if they were stupid on the grassland, and they couldn't see such an obvious joke? Seeing that everyone was as thin as a pole, I was a little distressed.

"Let's not talk about this for now, Situ, Mulong, bring everyone, let's withdraw first, find a safe place, let's talk carefully, and, arrange, I want to see this Great Khan of Hel."

A sentence woke up the person in the dream, and Zhao Jinlong remembered that he still had Danmu Gulan in his team, and he was busy waving to the brothers:

"Withdraw! Hurriedly! ”

The group finally withdrew from the Grand Bazaar and entered the inner city of the inner city, which was relatively safe. Everyone skillfully avoided the large streets, shuttled back and forth in the small paths, and after repeatedly jumping sideways, they finally entered the area of Hull's actual control.

Hearing the familiar Arashisha slogan, responding to the wooden tower, made everyone feel a lot more relaxed.