Xiao Jing asked, "Who wants to trap you and me here?" ”

Yuan said: "Please don't say 'you and me', his purpose is only you, I am the one who passed by and entered the formation by chance." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIt's not strange to think about it.,Don't hesitate to set up a killing array in a crowded hotel to get rid of your forces.,In addition to the king's nest.,There's also a god-killing class.。 ”

There is some truth, not to mention that the enemy will come to the door, and to say that unrelated forces will kill people in order to remove possible obstacles.

The Imperial City was too bright on the surface, and all its commercial transactions brought a thriving scene to the streets, but behind the light, there was also a dark shadow.

The upcoming Imperial City Auction gathers the elites of the entire no-man's land, and there are hundreds of A-level abilities, and it is not strange to see S-level abilities. Among the S-level abilities that must be in the Imperial City, there are Hewaja Buckley, the eldest son of the Nest, Xia Dongliang, a magician from the Naihe Bridge School, and Origami, the squad leader of the God-killing Class.

Moreover, don't forget the powerhouses of the Blue Sky Bird itself, although they did not surface, they were able to join any battle in the Imperial City as quickly as possible. As an independent country that dares to remain neutral without relying on any force, and as a force that dares to put a large number of treasures out for public auction, it must not be underestimated.

At the very least, their Imperial City Praetorian Guard Captain Baron, Imperial City Knight Captain Tiger Shark, and General Rose are all S-level abilities. And these three people were once the killing gods who bathed in blood on the battlefield and ambushed the enemy in the pile of dead.

The strong are like clouds, and life keeps bowing in front of power. Who knows if the unknown killer who captured Xiao Jing and Yuan now wants to practice his courage or be hired by others.

Xiao Jing pondered, although he was only an A-level ability, for special reasons, his real personal information was only available to very few people. In other words, Wang Chao may know about the existence of iron horses, but he may not necessarily know who Xiao actually is.

The same should be true of the god-killing class, Xiao actually has considerable confidence in the secrecy ability of some of the school's intelligence networks, although he doesn't know why the little prince would know his name.

Hewaja Bato was the only person in the Nest who had seen Xiao Jing's face, so he would assist Bai Yu in killing Bato during the auction - for his own ulterior secret.

"He's keeping an eye on you, be careful." Xiao actually said. He didn't know why he felt this way, maybe it was nonsense, maybe it was because he didn't feel the murderous aura against him.

"If he wants to kill me, why don't he just do it after trapping me, but wait until you enter this formation. Isn't he afraid that you will cause trouble? Yuan said nonchalantly, but Xiao actually sounded a little justified.

"Maybe he's waiting for you to get to the ceiling, because your actions there will be the opposite of the world's movements, and it will be easier to kill you."

Xiao actually said it casually, but it caused Yuan's panic. What Xiao didn't know was that Gen had already had a heart break when he was trapped in the corridor, and he tried his best to convince himself that it was just an accident that he was in trouble. When Xiao actually stepped into the hallway, he strengthened his heart.

But now his heart is broken again.

The hallway shook, and a hole broke in the ceiling where Gen was standing. The golden spike pierced in the last second, and the momentum with which it came and went reminded Xiao of the dexterity and strength of the riverside fishermen with harpoonfish—even though it only left one of Yuan's shoes.

"I, I'm going to go down quickly!" Gen ran the first lap and moved down a bit. Behind him, another hole was broken, and the golden taper robbed him of the other side of his shoe.

"I can't die here, my sister is still waiting for me." He ran the second lap and moved down a bit. The golden spike seemed to be only interested in Gen's shoes, and it never reappeared after two attacks.

But who knows when it will reappear, at least what is certain is that the killer is targeting the source. There was still a long way to go before Gen adjusted his weight to the ground, and Gen said a lot of headless words as he ran, including the words "black cat", "court", and "rose".

Xiao was confused. Gen didn't want to embarrass him, and he planned to tell the secret he had treasured for years, at least once before he died.

But before he could talk again, the walls of the hallway shook violently again. This time the wall didn't break, but it was louder than the two attacks just now. Xiao actually guessed that if the outer wall of the Qingkong Hotel was not directly hit by lightning in the sky, someone drove a tiger tank at the wall.

He was afraid to convince himself that it was man-made power.

Xiao Jing saw clearly just now that the golden sharp cone was composed of five ancient tree roots entwined together, like an old man's shriveled hand, forcibly stretched and elongated, ugly and with the smell of death and aging.

Gen fell to the wall in despair, his limbs spread out, as if he was being tortured by brutal torture. Because of the richness of his facial expressions, Xiao actually admired his muscular activity.

He was only halfway through the race and never wanted to move again.

"Listen, there's someone outside, behind me. The eagles are home, we two sparrows, damn it. Yuan said.

Xiao actually took off the headband of his long hair, and the wig that spilled on his waist was slowly rolled up by him and wrapped around it with a headband. He took off his pink dress adorned with lotus leaves and placed it at his feet, and he took off the silver-white crystal earring he wore on his left ear, wrapped it into a ring, and put it on the ring finger of his right hand.

A ring is worn on the ring finger of the right hand to represent love.

Xiao actually took off the intimate clothes that shaped the figure, revealing his strong upper body, although he didn't look strong in clothes, but after taking it off, the eight-pack abs were lined up firmly, and the shapeful and qualitative figure was full of boyfriend power.

Yuan didn't cry or make trouble, so he quietly watched Xiao undress. He stared at Xiao Jing, who only had a pair of safety pants and underwear left on his body, and showed a mysterious smile.

The next moment, a sonorous sound sounded on Xiao Jing's muscles, and the components of medieval knight's armor—breastplates, arm guards, iron boots, and so on—hooked up with each other on his body, and the fitting joint components were fastened one by one.

The narrow corridor is not suitable for summoning ghost horses, and Xiao can only fight alone. He raised his shield and tapped it lightly, and the dull sound meant he was saluting.

Knight was a noble profession, and in the medieval West it was a national idol. They observe chivalry and practice one faith. They were proud, standing on the top of a lonely peak, letting the wind sway their torn clothes, patting their dusty armor, raising their bloodstained faces, smiling, and staring into the distance. Honor, propriety, humility, fortitude, loyalty, pride, piety......

Fighting must be dignified, and etiquette towards the opponent must not be missing.