"Did we win?"

"We won ......"

"We really won!"

Xiang Caidie was excited, pulled up Chen Xing, who fell in the muddy water, and hugged him hard. She felt like she was dreaming, with the strength of a group army, she actually won a medium-sized principality!

"Light, light!" Chen Xing was almost wailing. Xiang Caidie's movements were too violent, pulling on the injury on her shoulder, "My bones are broken......"

"Oops! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I hurt you~" Xiang Caidie hurriedly let go of her hand, but Chen Xing lost support and fell backwards.

"Hey, hey......" Chen Xing looked at Xiang Caidie painfully, but couldn't catch the corner of her clothes. Seeing that he was about to cause a second injury, his back suddenly warmed and fell into a soft embrace.

"Deputy Commander Xiang, your actions are too rude, this will hurt the master!" Behind him, the voice of Moon Canglian reprimanded sounded.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong~" Xiang Caidie hurriedly stepped forward to support Chen Xing.

Chen Xing felt a tingling pain in his scalp, and hurriedly stopped, "Don't come here!" ”

"Ahh Xiang Caidie stayed in place, her hands frozen in mid-air. Only then did Chen Xing realize that the position she was about to support was the place where the scapula was comminuted and fractured, no wonder it would stimulate his sense of danger.

Xiang Caidie finally realized her recklessness, lowered her head in embarrassment, grabbed the corner of her clothes, and suddenly seemed to remember something, turned her head and ran in the direction of the camp, shouting as she ran: "Nancy, Nancy!" ”

"Come here, help the commander-in-chief heal!"

Chen Xing was lying in the arms of the moon canglian, and only then did he notice that there was still half a gun handle in his hand. The chamber of the gun has completely exploded, and it is just subconsciously grasped in his hand.

He shook his hand with difficulty and threw the handle of the gun away. The ninetet's blessed compression psionic shot was so powerful that not only did the recoil shatter the shoulder blades, but even the entire Angel hunting team was scrapped.

After a while, Xiang Caidie rushed to the scene with Nancy,

"Hurry up!"

"Good, good ......"

Probably in a hurry, Xiang Caidie pushed Nancy hard. Nancy staggered forward, a pair of big breasts swaying, and almost fell on Chen Xing.

"No, I'm sorry ......"

Nancy blushed and looked a little cramped, probably out of professional habits, subconsciously brushing her messy hair behind her ears.

I have to say that this action has a feeling that killing people is not worth their lives, and it can capture the hearts of young men in an instant.

Fortunately, Chen Xing III is a person, has read countless women, and recently ate a large catharsis fire ball named Lacey, otherwise it will cause a moment of distraction.

I saw that his face was as usual, and his gaze was steady, as if he hadn't noticed the other party's gaffe. Nancy gradually relaxed, stretched out her hands, and gently pressed them against the injured area......

Just as Chen Xing was receiving treatment, on the other side of the battlefield, Dongfang Xuanyuan strode up and walked in front of Wei Haitang.

At this time, Wei Haitang's body was broken, and his breath was like a gossamer. Blood kept spilling from the torn arm. His lips were pale, his legs and feet were twitching, and he looked like he had lost too much blood and was about to die.

Looking at the tragic situation of his old opponent, Dongfang Xuanyuan couldn't help but feel a little sad, and sighed, "Wei Haitang, Wei Haitang, why are you suffering?" ”

"If you don't do it, you have to get such a field."

Wei Haitang raised his eyelids with difficulty, even in such a tragic situation, he still showed disdain, "Dongfang, Dongfang old thief, you, you don't want a cat to cry a mouse, fake mercy......"

He squirmed his lips, spurting out tiny blood foam, and his voice was choppy, as if he would lose his breath at any time, "Qinghe, Qinghe is just your excuse, you are, you just want to take away my Farrington......"

"Don't, don't pretend here, I, I've already lost, kill or chop, whatever you want."

"But, but you remember, a soldier can be killed, not humiliated!"

"Don't forget, I'm still your grandson's grandfather, and I still have tendons attached to broken bones......"

"I'm not going to kill you." Dongfang Xuanyuan shook his head, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Chen Xing's location, "The person who killed you is there." ”

Wei Haitang's eyes suddenly lit up, as if returning to the light, he bloomed, raised his upper body with great effort, and said to Dongfang Xuanyuan, "Keep my three sons, and the mercury flying eagle will be passed on to your grandson!" ”

Dongfang Xuanyuan seemed to have expected it, and said coldly, "Let's save your life first." ”

Wei Haitang's face changed greatly, and he threw himself at Dongfang Xuanyuan's feet with all his might, "You, you must help me!" ”

He was breathing heavily, clutching at his old rival's trousers.

The mercury flying eagle only recognizes the bloodline of the Wei family, and does not inhabit the holy realm. If he dies before he can find a successor, the contract between the Wei clan and the Mercury Flying Eagle is automatically terminated.

Dongfang Xuanyuan raised his foot and shook off the other party's hand, and said coldly, "The person you need to ask for is not me." ”

He took a few steps back and distanced himself from Wei Haitang, so as not to arouse suspicion and think that they had some agreement in private. He didn't know that the family spirit needed certain conditions to inherit, not to mention the pseudo-god Mercury Flying Eagle. But now his grandson Wei Luo is only a few years old, and it is impossible to inherit it. Only Wei Haitang survived to Wei Luo's adulthood, and Wei Luo was able to advance to the Holy Domain.

Chen Xing's shot just now, Yu Wei is still there. Whether in public or private, it is impossible for him to protect Begonia. After all, this battle is Chen Xing's home field, and he is just a foreign aid.

Besides, whether Wei Haitang can survive or not, the result does not depend on him.

"Bang la, bang lala......"

Chen Xing, who had received Nancy's treatment, dragged a giant axe down from the high ground. The large iron chain attached to the handle of the axe dragged to the ground, rolling and jumping, making a sound of metal rubbing.

The atmosphere of the scene became solemn and solemn, they are not relatives, but real enemies, either you die or I live!

Wei Haitang was lying on the ground, one arm broken, blood flowing, and dying.

Chen Xing tilted his neck, looked at it a few times, and made sure that the other party was the Silver Claw Country Lord who sent people to hunt him down everywhere, and asked, "Is there anything else you have to say?" ”

Wei Haitang's mouth squirmed a few times, probably because he was in a complicated mood, but in the end he didn't speak.

"If you don't have anything to say, then goodbye."

Chen Xing clenched his hands and raised the giant axe. He doesn't have the habit of saying a few words before killing, he's a pragmatist, and eliminating the threat is the key.

Wei Haitang looked at Chen Xing, his eyes revealing despair. As the lord of the country, he has read countless people, knows the character of people like the other party, and is decisive in killing, as long as it is related to interests, he will never be merciful.

"Donor, keep people under the knife!"

Chen Xing was about to cut it down with an axe, when a loud voice suddenly came from afar.

Following the prestige, a bald monk stepped into the air, running at a very fast speed. Wearing a yellow monk's robe, half of his shoulders draped in a crimson gold silk robe, hunting and flying in the wind. Judging from the other party's attire, it should be a senior monk of Neozen Buddhism.

The state religion of the Silverclaw Principality is Neo-Zen Buddhism.

Chen Xing is right

Who is Fang, the enemy is in front of him, how can there be a reason to let go. I saw him holding the giant axe in both hands, and with a deep cry, he slashed it with all his might.

"Virtuous nephew!"

Chen Xing's shoulders suddenly tightened, and he was grabbed by a big hand stretched out behind him, and the giant axe could not be cut off.

"Virtuous nephew, New Zen Buddhism is an oriental religion with deep roots and far-reaching influence. Even if you want to kill this old fox, you will leave them a little thin noodles and listen to them first. ”

Chen Xing glanced at Dongfang Xuanyuan and slowly put down the giant axe.

The other party seemed to persuade, but in fact, he secretly exerted force, making him unable to start. Unless they turn their faces on the spot, this axe will not be able to cut down.

On the one hand, the other party is the foreign aid he invited, as the saying goes, eating people with soft mouths and soft hands with soft hands is always not good to give no face at all.

On the other hand, he fired a shocking shot, his body was injured, and the nine-teet was also used, even if he had the intention to turn his face, it was not necessarily the opponent of the other party.

Of course, he still has a hole card to use, which is to fight against the "super overdrive" that he realized when he killed him in the previous life, at the cost of consuming his own life force, to stimulate all his potential and reactivate the ninetet.

But this will cause huge damage to the body, and it is a skill that injures one thousand enemies and eight hundred, so he will not use it lightly unless it is absolutely necessary.

And he's not sure if this skill is safe or not, and will it cost him life?

It's not worth it for the sake of a defeated man.

"Amitabha, good, good."

A gust of wind blew, and the monk came to Chen Xing and performed the Buddha salute with one hand.

"It is the truest, the most good, and the most beautiful thing to keep under the benefactor's sword."

Chen Xing did not speak, nor did he return the salute, although he was forced to stop, it did not prevent him from expressing his dissatisfaction.

"The poor monk is empty, and he has seen the donor."

The monk bowed again. This time, he folded his hands and bowed 90 degrees, with a very reverent attitude.

"Virtuous nephew, this senior monk is the host of the Great Eagle Temple, the master of Yuankong, the two hundred and eighteenth generation disciple of Buddhism, and the ...... of high morality."

Dongfang Xuanyuan introduced enthusiastically. Chen Xing nodded in return, which was regarded as giving Marquis Zilan a face.

"Yuankong has seen Zilan Daoyou." Master Yuankong bowed to Dongfang Xuanyuan.

There are three sects of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism in the new Zen Buddhism, and Dongfang Xuanyuan is a disciple of Taoism, and the Taoist name is "Zilan". Due to his special status, he was not sorted by the character of the Daomen, but according to the Dao name of the Oriental family's symbol "Zirui Gladiolus".

"We're fighting, but you suddenly come out halfway, what are you trying to do?" Chen Xing asked straightforwardly, his attitude was very polite.

"The donor has the virtue of a good life......

Before Master Yuankong could finish speaking, he was rudely interrupted by Chen Xing, "I didn't!" ”

The latter hurriedly changed his words, "God has the virtue of a good life, and the earth has the thickness of loads......"

"What do you want to do?" Chen Xing asked word by word. In fact, he was very clear about the other party's purpose, but he was unhappy and wanted to vent his emotions.

In order to win this battle, he died an unknown number of brothers, and he just let the enemy leave, and he couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart.

Master Yuankong looked embarrassed, and looked at Dongfang Xuanyuan for help, the latter's thin face wrinkled, and he barely squeezed out a smile, "Virtuous nephew, Master Yuankong wants to make friends with you." ”

"Make a friend?" Chen Xing's face lengthened, "Is it time to make friends?" ”