For thieves who have the exact opposite view of right and wrong, people's heroes must be eradicated. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qiming was chased by a rider. With a hateful look in his eyes, he wants to avenge the leader of the thieves. The same weapons and similar combat moves represent a deeper relationship between them.

Being able to kill the leader means that he has great strength, and some people may not dare to step forward. If you look closely, Qiming is already at the end of the crossbow, and his slightly trembling body and hideous face all show that he is forcibly enduring something. A child in the fusion stage will never be able to go unharmed when he kills a strong person in the twisting stage.

That's exactly what the riders discovered.

Qiming reached out and threw the head of the leader of the thieves out and used it as a throwing weapon. Such a murderous man does not deserve the treatment that the dead deserve.

The rider didn't pay attention to his head, dodged it, and let it fall to the ground and grunt. The dead are gone, and mourning for the dead needs to be abandoned until the battle is over. In times of crisis, it is even possible to use the corpses of comrades-in-arms as shields. After the victory, he will be glorified, fulfill his unfulfilled wish, and finally live well.

Qiming was very embarrassed, the donkey rolling was nothing, and he took out all his strength to dodge the attack.

Do you want to be picked up by the riders? he cursed in his heart.

The little people covet the lives of heroes and succeed in them, and they are repeated in any world. It makes sense that people recruit "squires". Their role is three points, pre-war preparation, wartime support, post-war cover. Avoid falling into exhaustion and fighting alone.

Thomas Jr. has been under the protection of his father's wings and is magically unharmed. The riot began, and Thomas Sr. snatched the scimitar and fought hard. And he doesn't want to be idle and still be in a protected position.

"Where are you going?" roared old Thomas, speechless at his son, who was about to move. Just stay honest, and even pick up the long blade of the broken spear on the ground.

At this time, it is more important for the weak to snatch a pair of leather armor or protective gear, and it is easy to attract thieves to attack with a weapon.

"Go help Qiming!" his eyes were very determined, and he "amazingly" did not stutter. Just seeing the weak partner complete the initiative, the blood boiled, and a force exploded in the chest.

"Fool!" said old Thomas, in a mixed mood, relieved and angry. How could a ten-year-old boy be the opponent of a murderous thief? In order to prevent his son from being injured, he decided to take action himself, and he glanced at his wife Yi Erwu, who did not know whether he was alive or dead, and was silent.

"Put this on and follow me!"

Qiming's wound was in severe pain due to friction, and he repeatedly dodged danger. The rider's attacks had already sliced through his left arm, and the red blood flowed out, staining his teal clothes, heavy as night.

"When ......," said old Thomas, who arrived just in time to parry the axe's attack, snorted and staggered back. The rescue made Qiming breathe a little, but the real skills of the person who came could not compete with the rider, and defeat was inevitable.

The struggle for power is everywhere, and when the leader of the thieves dies, who will be the new leader? And this person naturally qualifies as an heir. In the competition that followed, the advantage was very large.

The two knights dismounted, clenched their weapons and prepared to besiege.

Qiming was very tired, and it was already the limit to do this, and he swept his eyes in the direction of home, not knowing if there was a chance to go back.

Suddenly, he was surprised to see Bruce appear in the crowd wielding a long iron bar. At this time, he should be protecting his mother, how could he be here? There was blood on the iron bar, it should have been after a battle.

The pupils shrank, and there was someone behind Bruce, who was more than seven feet tall! Apollo was already the tallest in the town and even in the territory, but the giant man was at least a head taller. The burly figure resembles a bear coming out of an ancient forest. The heavy shoulders naturally give the impression of being wall-defended. He was not proportionate, his arms hanging down almost to his knees.

The situation was critical, and he didn't think about it and continued to dodge. The previous extreme fusion force made the body weak, and even the sharp blade fell into the distance.

The burly figure took off the weapon on his back and grasped it in his hand, and his arm swung vigorously and spun out, and his movements were full of powerful beauty. The weapon crossed a distance of more than fifty yards to reach its destination like an alien object.

"Woo ......"

"Bang!" Qiming was shocked by the loud sound and sat on the ground. The attack destroys the rider. What appears to be a meat sauce-like liquid splashes onto the face.

The junction of man and horse was struck by a round object, half of which was imprinted on the horse's spine, and half of it destroyed all the knight's body from the waist down, and the upper body flew out of the air. The flesh and blood on the horse's back were blurred, as if the giant beast had taken a bite out of thin air from its back, leaving curved tooth marks on the biscuit. The two besieging people ran away, and their reactions were swift.

"Shield?" Qiming recognized the object. Large, heavy shields with hands clasped together in the middle, carried by a fire-breathing dragon, the flames forming a circle to form a whole pattern.

Turning his head to look in Bruce's direction. The burly figure flicked his arms back and forth and shifted his shoulders, looking like he was going to join the fight.

"Friend or foe?"

Without thinking about it, he decided to be a friend of the teacher. The man was so powerful that he seemed to be able to pinch the leader of the thieves with just one hand. Unreasonable grotesque attacks, Eun...... Familiar style.

The burly figure leisurely swept away the thieves, its long arms stretched out to grab its enemies, and its arms snapped around its neck. The fleeing rider galloped by, and he swung his fist so violently that even the man and the horse fell to the ground, struggling to get up, and blood rushed out of his mouth and nose.

He raised his foot and kicked hard, and a thief screamed and landed in a beautiful arc into the crowd.

How much effort is that?

Standing out from the crowd, whether in the distance or in front of you, you can see a figure like a god. The thieves flew up and down like raindrops falling on a rotating umbrella. The companion trembled, and the ferocity instantly turned into fear. They began to run away, vowing never to come here again.

Qiming's shoulders were sore and heavy, blood continued to ooze from his back arm, and his chest was dull and difficult to breathe. He still stood up to meet the tall figure. I sighed in my heart that the crisis was solved thanks to the teacher. This time, although I feel good about myself, I no longer have the power to resist, and I never have the strength to crush.

The burly giant man felt bored grabbing his hair and stopped shooting at the thieves. He walked towards Qiming, his mouth cracked, and he smiled very heartily. The dark skin and snow-white teeth give it a very good look. The boots were a little tattered and dusty, and they seemed to have walked a long way.

"Hello, welcome to the town! "Surrounded by slaughter fields, Qiming still maintained the due courtesy.

"I don't like aristocratic style, call me brother, I'm Van Lentien. ”

"Van Lun...... Tien ......"

In the past, Van Lentien only existed in the story, but now, it is very unreal in front of me. He is one of the most famous heroes of the continent. Unfortunately, the person in front of him is not a real legend.

A name that has been passed down from generation to generation represents a huge force. If it weren't for the duplicate name and impersonation, his father, grandfather, and great-grandfather all used this name, and for thousands of years, it was impossible to tell who did what.

Qiming exclaimed. "You are Fan Luntieen of the Swift Dragon Legion!"

"Of course, the name of the Swift Dragon Legion has also been passed here?" said Fan Luntieen, smugly.

"You're kidding, ...... first Brother. The Dragons are the largest fraternal organization that occupies the Dragon's Rest and rescues persecuted slaves. And Van Lentyn was one of their leaders. ”

Van Luntieen opened his mouth wide and smiled at the compliment, almost drooling.

The most proud thing about his journey is to accept compliments from others. Bruce should have known his details before coming to the battlefield, and his body trembled slightly with a reverent gaze. And old Thomas, unable to contain his excitement, with tears in his eyes, almost fell to his knees in front of him.

"Van Luntien!" Little Thomas cried out, still not stuttering. I played a game with my friends the other day, and it was this hero who played it.

"You're a friend of the teacher?"

Van Lentien said, "Yes, we are friends...... In the message, he said that if you choose a student, it seems that it will be you. ”

"That's my luck, welcome to you again. It doesn't seem like a good place to continue talking. The teacher has been out for seven days and will be back soon. We went to the hotel and waited for him. Qiming saw that the thieves had basically dispersed, and someone bravely chased them out, and I have to say that the massacre brought changes to the town.

Bruce hurriedly stepped forward and bandaged the wound with a bandage. Blood oozes from his back and shoulders, and there is also a blue-black patch on his chest. This must be dealt with in a timely manner.

Fan Luntieen groped in his arms, and after a while, he took out a pill and handed it to Qiming.

"Chew hard to stop the bleeding. ”

Qiming looked suspiciously at the black pill that seemed to emit sour gas. I thought it couldn't be some kind of deception, right? Someone used mud pills to play a prank, how similar is this situation now?

Looking at the eyes full of kindness, I can only swallow it. It's not sour, it's just smelly. But the taste can never be called good.

It is bitter and has a strong astringency, and when you chew hard, your tongue seems to grow larger and almost fills your mouth. Gradually, he could not close his mouth, and the corners of his mouth drooled black and red. The pill has a firming property, and when it melts completely, the blood from the wound will no longer flow. After bandaging it, there is no major problem.

Van Lentien has a lot of combat experience, or wound experience. Squatting on the ground, he stretched out his hand and rubbed it on Qiming's chest. The main purpose of the blood pill is to restrict the flow of blood and increase viscosity, and it is poison for bruises, which must be dissolved.