Little Wangba, I call you the second uncle!!

It's too difficult to do this, so you can't go back now!

[Host, I believe in you, you will definitely be able to!] It doesn't matter what the overlord is, it can agree to whatever it is called now, and it is important to save people.

Yu Yu dodged the rain of arrows, from the outsider's point of view, the internal strength of this national teacher is unfathomable, and she can resist a lot of arrow rain in the moment she flicks her sleeves, although it is not the kind of handsomeness that flies directly, but it can also be resisted.

It's just that the figure of this national teacher is a little blurred

Yu Yu has been dodging the arrows that do not distinguish between the enemy and me, looking at the battle situation outside with the shadow of the mist that helps him resist the attack, he can see Yongyu's red at a glance, usually too dazzling, at this time Yu Yu thinks that this is also very good, and it is convenient to find him.

He was hit by several arrows but none of them hurt the vital point, and at this moment, he was holding the unconscious Yongxiu to break through the attack circle and return to the imperial city under the protection of the few remaining secret guards.

Yu Yu was amazed with an indifferent face, those few secret guards were about to be pierced into hedgehogs, and they could still protect him from evacuating, and the internal organs and brains grew together?

[Please, be a person, don't you see that your cub can't hold on? As soon as the Overlord finished speaking, an arrow shot sharply from behind Yong Yu, heading straight for his heart.

This arrow is different from other arrows that injure them by mistake, because it fell from a high place, and most of the force was discharged, and even if it was shot, it was only a skin wound, and this one obviously came with a killing machine.

Broken!

In front of him was the arrow that couldn't be dodged at all, and on his side was the attack chopped down by the enemy soldiers, even if he dodged a fatal one, he would be seriously injured and not only could not bring people back, but even his return became a problem.

Thinking only in an instant, Yong Yu dodged the attack on his side, and the arrow went directly through his shoulder, but who would have thought that the next arrow would follow, even if he was good at it, he couldn't avoid it.

He can't die

The face that had been impatient most of the time when he looked at him flashed in front of him, and he had promised her.

His wrist was gripped by a pair of soft and delicate touches, followed by a tug to the right rear, the arrow grazing his hair, and the last of the guards protecting him fell in a near-crushing attack.

He subconsciously turned around, he didn't have time to say what you are doing this kind of thing, he instinctively pulled the feather into his arms to fend off the arrows that occasionally fell behind him.

His eyes were a little red, staring at that indifferent face, she had always been indisputable, her own world, even in the center of this war, she was still calm and terrible, everything had nothing to do with her.

The "troublesome" woman didn't wear a veil, and her pale pink cherry lips lightly spit out these two words of indifference, and the corners of Yongyu's lips unconsciously rose.

"Let's go!" Yong Yu was almost covering people, for some reason, no arrow had fallen since just now, but the soldiers behind him raised their knives and forced them over, Yong Yu Kankan held the rope tied to Yong Xiu's body with his injured left hand, and raised the knife in his right hand to kill two people in a row, before throwing the rope to Lu Yu "Hurry up!" ”

Yu Yu glanced at the rope he caught with some disgust in his eyes, and then glanced at Yong Yu, who was already at the end of the strong crossbow, and brushed countless troubles in his heart, before finally stepping forward and slashing at his neck with a palm.

Yong Yu woke up again and was awakened, half-asleep and half-awake was the last scene he saw in his mind, the thick shadow of the gloom spread out from the feet of the duck feather, and the neighing of the horse almost drowned out the roar of the battle in the sky.