Chapter 63: Fierce Battle Cold Noodles
With Li Xinwen's scolding, several other people also noticed this situation, they were all sharp-eyed people, and they saw that this matter was indeed a stumbling block. But in the face of the attack of the human bone, the fat man could only put aside his personal grievances first, and commanded: "Little monkey, let's set the two ahead, block the attack of the human bone, and the others will continue to attack the witch corpse early." If Leng Mian makes trouble again, pull him out. ”
After that, he threw a sad automatic rifle to Liu Xiaoge, and the fat man could see that Liu Xiaoge's skills were too poor, and in the face of the attack of human bones, it would not play much role at all. Xiaoya was in charge of guarding against a sneak attack by Leng Mian, and Li Xinwen and Liu Xiaoge supported the attack on the witch corpse.
Li Xinwen didn't say a word, and another arrow was fired, and the gun in Liu Xiaoge's hand also opened fire almost at the same time, and a series of bullets were fired. This automatic rifle is not a pistol, the bullet caliber is large, and the fire speed is fast, and the witch corpse cannot ignore the attack of the automatic rifle like a pistol.
Although Li Xinwen's shooting this time was still very accurate, and she was still looking for the eyes of the witch corpse, but this time the witch corpse came prepared, and naturally she would not let the two of them attack her easily. With a wave of the other hand, the human bones on the ground gushed and spewed out a wall of bones, blocking him in front of him.
Blocking the bullets and arrows out, Li Xinwen frowned slightly. She knew that this angle was completely sealed now, no matter how she attacked, it was useless, and she had to change a sniper point. His eyes began to scan his surroundings, and soon, he locked onto the nearest stone coffin.
This is the last of the four stone coffins, and if you can't reach the witch corpse, you haven't attacked this stone coffin, and the height and angle of the stone coffin are enough, and you will definitely be able to attack the witch corpse if you stand there. So he beckoned to Xiaoya: "Girl, can you help me go so?" After saying that, pointing to the stone coffin, Xiaoya understood what Li Xinwen meant.
Li Xinwen is not afraid of witch corpses, what she is afraid of is the sneak attack of the cold face, she knows the King Kong umbrella in Xiao Ya's hand, as long as Xiao Ya helps and uses the King Kong umbrella to defend, the cold face flying knife is not to be afraid. Xiao Ya thought for a few seconds, and nodded in agreement.
Seeing that Xiaoya agreed, Li Xinwen gave a sigh and instructed the others: "Fat little monkey, Liu Xiaoge, the three of you stay here and continue to attract the attention of the witch corpse, and I will try to kill him secretly." Regardless of whether the three of them agreed or not, they rushed towards the stone coffin in the sea of human bones with Xiaoya.
The fat man looked at the backs of Li Xinwen and Xiaoya, and said a little melancholy: "It seems that we are all people with the same fate." Anyway, why are women so terrible now, they scared me to death. The little monkey nodded with deep understanding, although Li Xinwen is not violent, but she is good at cold violence, and the little monkey is deeply affected.
Liu Xiaoge felt that he couldn't fit in, but fortunately shook his head and continued to fire to attract the attention of the witch corpse. The fat man picked up the sapper shovel and slapped the human bones in front of him, the fat man had great strength, and every stroke would sweep away a piece of human bones, and the little monkey was assisting him, and he went up to make up for the places that the fat man had missed.
The two met for the first time, and the cooperation was seamless, and their eyes all revealed the feeling of hating each other. That sentiment made Liu Xiaoge feel that his alloy dog eyes could no longer bear it. Looking at Li Xinwen and Xiaoya's side again, the area of the sea of human bones is not too large, but it is definitely not easy to pass.
Li Xinwen has been trapped in the sea of human bones once, and she knows the crisis in this sea of human bones. At the moment, there is a distance of almost ten meters from her target stone coffin, and Li Xinwen has not practiced light body techniques, so she can't fly like a cold face.
She also has to walk over step by step, this kind of place is like a swamp, and Li Xinwen is a little difficult to get down. Seeing Li Xinwen's embarrassment, Xiao Ya smiled mysteriously, took out a diamond cone from her backpack, and after inlaying the iron chain, Xiao Ya threw it out in the direction of the stone coffin.
The diamond cone was very sharp, and it was fiercely inserted into the stone coffin, and Xiao Ya fixed the other end of the chain. Li Xinwen smiled at her, retreated a few steps back, ran with a boost, and deftly stepped on the iron chain and rushed to the stone coffin. As soon as Li Xinwen's side started, in the darkness, several silver rays of light shot out.
Li Xinwen frowned, sure enough, this guy with a cold face will not let his side pass easily. When Xiaoya saw the silver light, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, she originally thought that Leng Mian was with her, they were partners, but she didn't expect Leng Mian to be ruthless to such a little girl.
Xiaoya is a little unacceptable, if what the master said is the rivers and lakes of the tomb robbers, hidden under this dark day, is all the grievances buried in the darkness? Thinking of this, Xiaoya was a little annoyed, she didn't believe it, the tomb robbers must be betrayals, they must be calculations.
Thinking of this, Xiaoya said to Li Xinwen: "Little sister, if you can trust your sister, you will rush over, and your sister will open the way for you." Li Xinwen was a little hesitant when she heard Xiaoya's words, but quickly nodded. This does not mean that Li Xinwen accepted Xiaoya, nor does it mean that Li Xinwen believed Xiaoya.
It's just that forced by the situation, Li Xinwen needs to take a gamble. Xiao Ya opened the diamond umbrella in her hand, stepped on the iron chain on her toes, and the whole person ejected lightly, and the diamond in her hand rotated, blocking in front of Li Xinwen. Then there were a few crisp sounds, and the flying knife was knocked away by the King Kong umbrella.
With Xiaoya's help, Li Xinwen soon came to the stone coffin, and without saying a word, she opened her bow and set up an arrow again, aiming at the witch corpse and shooting an arrow. Xiaoya was very conscientious behind her, ready to defend. Just as Li Xinwen was about to shoot a bow and arrow, a knife light flashed out and stabbed Li Xinwen's waist.
Li Xinwen was not surprised by this, she knew that Leng Mian would not give up, with Xiaoya's protection, the flying knife was useless, so Leng Mian would definitely find a way to fight hand-to-hand. As expected, Li Xinwen quickly swung her bow and arrow at her head, aiming it in the direction where the sword light stabbed from.
Seeing Leng Mian rushing up from under the stone coffin, he was squatting on top of the stone coffin at the moment, and he didn't care about his danger at the moment, aiming at Leng Mian is an arrow, Leng Mian snorted coldly, and the katana returned to defend and knocked the arrow away. The area on the top of the stone coffin is not large, only four or five square meters.
Now that the three of them are standing on it, it looks even more crowded. The cold-faced katana waved and said, "Xiaoya, don't meddle with things, if you retreat, I can spare your life." Li Xinwen decisively refused: "If you want to fight, you will fight, why talk nonsense." With that, he put away his bow and arrows, and took out his dagger.
Xiao Ya looked at Leng Mian and a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes, but she was quickly replaced by firmness, put away the King Kong umbrella, put on a battle posture and said: "Leng Mian, I don't agree with your behavior, although I don't know what you are for?" But I decided to stop you. ”
Leng Mian saw that the conversation had collapsed, and he didn't talk nonsense and said sharply: "Death to those who stand in my way." With that, he swung the katana in his hand, and the sword light struck the two of them like waves. Li Xinwen deftly danced the dagger in her hand, the two daggers were like two dancing butterflies, even in the stormy waves, they still danced endlessly.
Xiaoya was not to be outdone, the King Kong umbrella chosen, and the katana was entangled, and the clanging metal impact was continuous for a while. Looking at the three people fighting fiercely on the stone coffin, Liu Xiaoge couldn't help but sweat at Li Xinwen in his heart, the cold face is a ruthless character, whether Li Xinwen can stop it is indeed a question.
Liu Xiaoge's worries are not superfluous, although he is one against two, but Leng Mian does not have the upper hand at all, but uses tricky knife techniques to suppress the two of them only to resist, and there is no chance to fight back. The more Li Xinwen fights in her heart, the more unwilling she becomes, she doesn't feel that she is worse than a boy since she was a child.
Compare with boys everywhere, after so many years, there is basically no man who can suppress her. In addition to the cold noodles in front of her, the strength of the cold noodles made Li Xinwen's originally rock-solid heart begin to collapse a little, and the reason why she has been able to suppress these men around her for so many years.
It's not that you Li Xinwen are powerful, it's just that you don't have a master by your side. The appearance of cold noodles is a bloody reality, the more unwilling Li Xinwen becomes, the more impatient she becomes, and the original disciplined attack has also begun to deform. With a cold smile, he knew that the opportunity had come, and if he wanted to defeat the enemy, he had to destroy the enemy's confidence.
As long as the enemy loses confidence and fighting spirit, then it is two logs, which can be cut at will. Xiaoya also discovered that Li Xinwen was wrong, looking at the unwillingness in Li Xinwen's eyes, as well as the inferiority complex hidden in the depths of unwillingness. Xiaoya knew that this little girl might have a similar experience to herself, but the difference was that she had never been able to defeat the man who suppressed her everywhere.
And this little girl really didn't have such a wonderful man around her, so her confidence seemed strong, but in fact it was vulnerable. So Xiaoya said, "Little sister, don't think about it. I understand your thoughts, it doesn't really matter if you win or lose, you're already very good, there's no need to compare with someone like Leng Mian. ”
Xiaoya's words came very timely, Li Xinwen's heart was like a long drought and a rainstorm, and she was very active all of a sudden. That's right, don't just look at it coldly, Li Xinwen quickly adjusted her mentality. As Li Xinwen regained her confidence and her fighting spirit burned, the advantage of cold noodles began to lose little by little.
The two sides began to become evenly matched, and Leng Mian looked at the time on his watch with his spare eyes, and there were still ten minutes. As long as you hold on for ten minutes, no Biya and these two women will be stumbling. With the thought of cold noodles, the sword technique changed in vain, from the original turbulent attack to an airtight defense.
With the change of Leng Mian's attitude, Li Xinwen also realized Leng Mian's plan, Leng Mian actually planned to delay time from the beginning, so he asked: "Liu Xiaoge, let's see how much time there is." Liu Xiaoge immediately looked at his watch, and when he saw it, he was also surprised: "Hurry up, there are still ten minutes." ”
Li Xinwen and Xiaoya looked at each other when they heard this, and the two of them exerted their strength at the same time, and they hit Leng Mian hard, and then the two sides opened the gap. At this moment, Li Xinwen pointed to Leng Mian and said, "There are still ten minutes, are you going to defend?" I'm not going to give you a chance, I'll get you done in five minutes. Leng Mian said happily: "The little guy who is not ashamed of his words." ”