readx;? According to common sense, his people are about to break into the door and wipe out me, the gray-robed man, and Sang Qinghong. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Don't go, take your life!" the tall man ignored my presence, and followed the gray-robed man into the chaos with a short body.

He was too greedy for merit, thinking that the gray-robed man had no will to fight after being hit hard, and he could be captured. It's a pity that he miscalculated one thing, the gray-robed man had already set up a metaphysical array in the big temple, and it took a long time to deduce it repeatedly, and it was absolutely impossible to lose its meaning in an instant.

Suddenly, a whirlwind rolled up between the mounds, and the fine soil was all over the sky, and they fell one after another.

I could see the tall man's back, but the gray-robed man had disappeared into the depths of the formation.

At this time, if it is replaced by another master, he may follow the principle of "poor Kou Mo chase", give up the pursuit, walk out of the battle slowly, and let the gray-robed man retreat. However, in the current situation, the tall man had already inflicted heavy damage on his opponent, and the help from the outside was coming soon, and he had completely gained the upper hand. Therefore, he has nothing to fear, and he can chase boldly and confidently until he is wiped out outside.

"Tom, tom, tom" three sounds, the sound came from my left, that is, in the direction of the temple gate.

I looked at the wall, and at some point, the wall had changed, and it had become a three-meter-high pure wall, and there was no trace of the gate anymore.

The "tom" sound continued to sound, and the people outside were still trying to bang on the door.

I breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the tall man's men hadn't rushed in, the situation wouldn't have gotten so bad.

More mounds of earth were swept up by the whirlwind, and the sight inside the temple became worse and worse, and everywhere the eye could see, there was dust in a row.

I looked up, and the corners of Sang Qinghong's clothes were still there, and he hadn't moved his position.

"Ahh

Looking at those mounds again, they have become a flag array that spreads flags and obscures the vision. The gray-robed man was hidden in the formation, and he became safe for the time being.

"Kill him. Sang Qinghong gave the order again.

As if bewitched by hypnotism, I immediately followed her instructions and walked over to the tall man.

"You...... Don't listen to other people's commands, in this game, we have all been deceived, even if you kill me, you are not a winner......" The tall man gasped, his body was covered with blood, his lips were pale, and he trembled as he spoke.

Of course, I will not believe him, because according to the life creed of the Chinese, it is right to kill Japanese devils in any battle, so as not to give the other side a chance to breathe and finally fight back wildly.

With a "dang bang", a half-foot-long sharp knife to untie the wrist was thrown from the beam and fell at the feet of the tall man.

I was struggling to kill without a weapon, and Sang Qinghong's act of throwing a knife just solved my difficulties.

"Whoever you are, don't ...... Participate in today's events, something big will happen!" The tall man said intermittently, loudly as he spoke.

I bent down to pick up the sharp knife and gently rubbed the blade with the thumb of my left hand.

"Help, help, help......" The tall man straightened up and shouted towards the temple gate.

The "tom" sound was still ringing, and before his men could break through the door, the battle here was about to end.

"Go die, remember, my surname is Xia too. I crouched down and pressed the tip of my knife against the other man's temple.

"You'll regret it—" cried the tall man in a hoarse voice.

For a moment, I hesitated slightly.

According to Hawking's wormhole theory, if a person travels through time and space, he has reached the front end of history. Whatever he does, then, has the potential to change the future.

I entered here by mistake, went down with a knife, and killed the powerful Japanese enemy in front of me, who can say whether it was a blessing or a curse?

"Do it!" Sang Qinghong continued to give orders.

I knew that with a flick of my right hand forward, the blade would sink into the enemy's temple, and with a twist and turn, the Japanese devil would be dead.

During the Anti-Japanese War, Shandong heroes killed countless enemies. The Battle of Taierzhuang, which also took place in Shandong, frightened the high-ranking officials of the Japanese military department. At that time, the Chinese army used flesh and blood to forge a great wall of steel to block the southward movement of the Japanese invaders, and the corpses were piled up into a mountain, fighting to the last person, a gun, and a bullet, and the battle was so tragic that the battle was so tragic.

In the same way, the Luxinxi Railway guerrillas were elusive and waited for an opportunity to dispatch, which also caused huge trouble to the Japanese invaders.

It can be said that at that time, all the people in Shandong were soldiers, and for a long time, they had become the forefront of the anti-Japanese resistance, and everyone was proud of being able to kill the Japanese devils.

Of course, I can follow Sang Qinghong's order and kill the Japanese criminals, but I also need someone who can really convince my own interests, not rely on the chaotic scene I see in front of me to insert this knife in the situation where everyone is in the clouds.

In the dusty and fluttering flags, the gray-robed man reappeared.

It is a strange thing in itself that he lured his enemies into battle with his magic skills, but only inflicted heavy damage on them, but did not annihilate them in one fell swoop.

"What are you waiting for?" Sang Qinghong's voice came again.

I looked up, looked at the corner of her clothes, and asked in a deep voice, "Senior, who is this person?"

"Kill him, don't ask more-" There was already a faint anger in Sang Qinghong's voice.

For some reason, I had a feeling of being fooled.

This feeling has been with me for a long time, probably after my eldest brother's accident. I clearly feel that many things around me are opaque, and on the surface I am living freely according to my own wishes, but there are many unknown secrets hidden in the old mansion and on Qushuiting Street. These secrets are known only to others, and I am completely unaware of them. As I walked past those people, I could always feel the strange gaze they cast on my back.

They must know some secrets about me and the Xia family, but I, as the person who should know these secrets the most, don't know a word.

Just like now, at the behest of Sang Qinghong, I rushed in through the ancient curtain, first blocking the enemy from pursuing the gray-robed man, and then preparing to kill - all the links were planned by Sang Qinghong, and they were acting according to her intentions. However, she never showed up, and only let me see the corner of her clothes.

"Give me a reason to kill. I took a deep breath and the tip of the knife left the enemy's temple.

People can't be resurrected after death, so I should be cautious enough at this time.

"He is the scout leader of the Japanese invaders, pretending to be a high-ranking official of the national army, plotting the 'Divine Mirror', shouldn't he be killed?" asked Sang Qinghong.

I withdrew my sharp knife and asked quietly, "Where is the 'Divine Water Mirror'?"

Now that I'm in the game, I have to be alert, say what I need to say, do what I need to do, and know what I need to know.

Sang Qinghong sneered: "You don't have to know this. ”

From this sentence, I am convinced that I am really just a puppet who has been fooled.

With a "dang long", the sharp knife fell to the ground, I got up and stepped back, clapped my hands vigorously, and slapped the bad luck off my hands.

Now that the enemy has fallen to the ground, then at this time, whether it is a man in a red or gray robe, he can come over and kill him with a knife, without much effort, so why borrow a knife to kill?

"What are you doing, coward, coward!" Sang Qinghong was furious.

I sneered, not wanting to answer, just watching coldly.

The door was still banging, but I wasn't worried about the enemies outside now.

This is a game under Sang Qinghong's cloth, and she must have a way to stop the enemy from rushing in until the good show ends here.

"Good...... You have done a good job, as long as you let me go, I guarantee that your family will be safe and sound when the advance force enters Jinan City. The man on the ground stretched out his right hand to me and said sincerely, "I am Shenxiu from Mt. Fuji in Japan, I met for the first time, and I will ...... There will be opportunities for cooperation. ”

After this fierce battle, his face was already covered with dust and blood, and he became embarrassed. What's more, the skin on his face had risen strangely in several places, bulging out seven or eight finger-sized bubbles.

The disguise master is good at using a human skin mask, and this person is imitating another famous high-ranking officer of the national army, so he must put at least three layers of human skin mask on his face to reach the point of resembling a god. Now, the human skin mask had flagged, and his appearance had changed, completely different from the one he was trying to imitate.

I didn't shake his hand, but asked lightly, "Maybe you can tell me what kind of game all this is set up today?"

No one wants to be fooled, especially a young man of my temper.

I felt that all my passion was being used by others.

In the ever-changing thaumaturgical environment, I'm just a newbie who hasn't yet entered the house, and it's impossible for me to compete with others based on my skills. I have this kind of self-knowledge, so once I meet a master, I must be humble and cautious, and I will never dare to trespass in the slightest.

In the layout in front of her, Sang Qinghong cleverly took advantage of this point and took me to the route she drew step by step.

I don't care what her purpose is, if she does, she will be putting me in danger of life and death.

This is just a small step in the process of the Japanese Imperial Army's southward march, crossing the Yellow River and pointing at Nanjing, which is where the goal lies. Shenxiu replied very seriously.

In film and television dramas and literary works, the Japanese are heinous demons, often pulling out knives and killing people in the street, without humanity and rules, but I believe that it is just an extreme madness in an extreme environment.

This time, I would rather choose to trust this Japanese than obey Sang Qinghong's voice.

"In the end, you crossed the Yellow River—" I said to myself with a wry smile.

"What?"

I looked at Liang again and shouted, "Senior, why don't you show up?"

Sang Qinghong's cold tone came from the air, no longer using "thousands of miles of voice", but an ordinary way of speaking: "What is the difference between seeing and not seeing? What you do is effortless, but you can't even raise your hand to kill a dog?"

I replied humbly and without arrogance: "You can kill me, why don't you do it yourself?" You are deliberately trying to lead me into this bureau, what exactly do you want me to do, why don't you say it? Good things don't go back to people, and there are no good things to do behind people, isn't that the truth?"

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