"It's amazing, it's so fast" Yi Chuan turned his head to take a look, only to see that the two strange people in heavy armor were still chasing him at a speed that mortals would never run, "Transform into a body, impression doppelganger!" Two shadows broke away from his body, a burst of light and shadow changed, and the other two Yi Chuan appeared! Turning around, passing by, three identical Yi Chuan surrounded the two medical soldiers in a triangular formation, he took out a card, said a few words and flew the card out, and soon disappeared into the air.

Q18 started the communication: "The other party has used an unknown ghost ability technique and has stopped fleeing." ”

"Arrest, done. ”

"Got the task, done. ”

The three Ikawa stood quietly in place, looking at the two medics coldly.

"Huh!"

The figures of the two medics were drawn into an ink line in this short distance, which was a sign of subsonic speed, and in the blink of an eye, they had rushed in front of Yi Chuan on the left.

"Damn, you don't follow the rules!" Yi Chuan opened his mouth in shock, he couldn't have imagined that there were people in this world who could reach such a perverted speed, and by the way, they could find their true body.

After he reacted, he found that he had fallen into the hands of the other party.

Not far away, there are many people approaching here

The battle is over.

Q19 is back, and Q18 is there to treat the wounded in this battle, fulfilling his duty as a medic.

Standing behind him were two people, one was the boy who had just summoned a monster with a card, but he looked a little miserable now, the corner of the card he was holding in his hand was shattered, and the robe on his body was not only covered with muddy water, but also opened his mouth, and his face also made a grinning motion in pain from time to time.

The other is a woman, stepping on a halo under her feet, ordinary people can't get close, a blue white robe that looks like a nun's dress, some brown and red hair is exposed under the hood, a face with a few freckles, a pair of big brown eyes blinking and blinking, staring at Zhang Yuan curiously.

"I'll just say, sit down and talk, and drink a little wine, isn't it better than fighting? He sat on a large rock, and several dragon guards stood silently behind him, giving a sense of visual oppression.

Ikawa didn't say anything, but the frustrated bowing of his head already explained his attitude. The girl leaned forward curiously, not disliking the blood stains on the surface of Zhang Yuan's armor at all, and touched it curiously, and sighed while touching: "It's really a magical armor, it's actually driven by the power of thunder and lightning." As she spoke, she closed her eyes intoxicated, and then opened them, her eyes blazing: "Demon armor!"

"I said, Miss, we're talking about a very serious issue now, and we're going to have a good time. Yi Hao, who was very 'knightly', came out and consciously stretched out his palm and prepared to take the girl aside.

", you're hanging!"

Yi Hao screamed and flew out, then fell headfirst and planted on a dirt bag.

"Click!" the sound of guns being loaded, and if you count the two particle shoulder guns, there are now more than forty automatic weapons facing these two men (you ask the others? The priest, sorry, they are all wiped out in the poor way).

"Cold, calm down, Mina was just joking with you just now. Yi Chuan instantly Genghis Khan, hurriedly waved his hand to stop, his heart roared: I have never been so aggrieved in my life!

The girl named Mina looked away with a proud face: "Barbarian!"

"Oh-" Yi Chuan held his forehead, closed his eyes indifferently and opened his mind: "Come on, kill me." ”

The scene suddenly fell silent

Teki was depressed, very depressed.

He was arrested, and the group of B men who captured him were very tough, so strong that the magician of the Temple of Light couldn't handle it, and he was beaten up. What kind of person is a magician? That's the pride of the sky, the chosen one, even if the wind blade issued by a magic apprentice is comparable to the battle qi released by an intermediate samurai, and a high-level magician can release a wide range of magic, it is the corpse of a mountain. Although Timber had never seen a real magician make a move before, just thinking of the low-level magicians hired by the top two mercenary groups that he had seen before, the explosive expressions that everyone owed me a million, and the flattering expressions of everyone in the mercenary group members in front of the magicians, we all owe you a million, you can know how nb the magicians are.

But the mage NB, these guys are even more NB, and the idea of the mage's invincibility was erased in Tiemu's heart in just one battle.

It's not that the magician's performance disappointed Tiemuduo, in fact, the strength of the magician today is stronger than Tiemu imagined, the four-meter-tall almost unbeatable giant, the iron-skinned giant lizard, the magician threw the piece of paper in his hand and called it out, pick one at random, Tiemu estimated that even if it was a hundred, it would be a dead end. This can make Tie Mu envy of the drool, if he would be like this, no, even if he can only conjure a cow, he is satisfied, pull to drive the ox cart, food and clothing and no danger to life, but much better than being a mercenary, but unfortunately not everyone can be a magician, he doesn't have that good life, he can only be a mercenary who eats a meal and worries, and he doesn't even know when his head will fall off, but why is he not even a mercenary He has a good life?

The person who captured him is so strong, how he was arrested is inexplicable, can he not be depressed?

Fortunately, these people didn't give him a click right away, they just asked him to be their guide and take them to Ironstone Town, which finally made Tiemu breathe a sigh of relief, no matter what, his life was finally extended, although I don't know when these people will suddenly attack him and take his life, but it's always good to live longer.

Thinking so, Temu couldn't help but look back......

As soon as I turned around, the most eye-catching thing was undoubtedly the snow-white unicorn, two beautiful mm sat on it, looking at the two beauties, I was dazzled, I wanted him to be a mercenary, I have been going south and north for many years, and I don't know how much I have been on it, but I have never seen a beauty like this.

Thinking about it, Tiemu didn't pay attention at his feet, stepped on the pit with one foot, planted a dog to gnaw mud, and then was picked up by the ironclad man with the sword on his back.

Tiemu immediately remembered that there was a group of fierce men around him who could even be defeated by magicians, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and looked ahead without looking away, concentrating on leading the way.

―――――――――――――――――― this guide is quite dutiful, but not as clever as imagined, always timid, and clumsy from time to time, this guy fell down again, Q17 sighed while walking, pulled him up as he walked, and gently came to his head by the way, reminding him to pay attention.

It's been three days since that battle, and because of the compromise of the two sole survivors, Ikawa and Mina, on behalf of the Temple of Light and the belated oracle of the gods, the human forces on the continent have finally revoked the wanted warrants for the traversers, and the traversers no longer have to be in such a hurry to go south, but, secretly, some people

"Pop" a piece of something stuck to the Q17's tactical mirror, making him stunned for a moment. He paused, stretched out his nimble steel fingers, and carefully plucked the palm-shaped object and spread it out in the palm of his hand.

It is a pale yellow leaf with a green color.

Leaves, Q17 sighed inexplicably, when was the last time I saw leaves?Well, by the way, it was still in the Azores 3 star, that place was originally a tourist star, there were seas, lakes, forests, and blue skies, but it was beautiful, but unfortunately, when I got there, I could only see the gray sky, the blood-stained lake and the sea and the burning plants, and a large area of Europa troops armed to the teeth.

The leaves there were already half-withered, half-charred dead things that had been trampled under their feet along with the tree poles. Q17 looked at the leaf in his hand, even if it was withered, it was full of life, as if it would become a small bud breaking through the ground as soon as it landed, well, maybe it really would, Lao Zhang said before, it seems that what kind of tree comes, a leaf can also take root and sprout, so if you say it, maybe you will hold a small life in your hand.

Life, Q17 laughed self-deprecatingly, he actually thought of such a word that has nothing to do with him, as a cannon fodder class recognized by the Federation, Q17 as a dragon guard only has two options: killing the enemy and being killed by the enemy, the word life, for him, is really a little far away.

He flipped over his palms and watched the leaves slowly fall to the ground.

"Live well, I hope to see your sprouts in the coming year. With that, Q17 walked around the leaves on the ground and continued his journey.

He didn't notice the leaf that was left in his back, and shook it slightly......

(ps: Fusheng Immeasurable Tianzun, insert a very unfortunate news: The sudden death of an online writer in a rented house relies on a meager manuscript fee for his sister to go to school!) Half a month after his death, the news of the author's death in ten years was released by a friend and spread on Weibo, forums and other media.) At 10 p.m. on June 16, a chapter of the online novel "Wubu Tianxia" serialized on the Chinese Network was updated. A few hours later, in the early morning of the 17th, a science fiction dream came to an abrupt end, and the author died suddenly after ten years of snowfall. Two days later, he was found dead. Nearly 15 days later, the news of his "death from fatigue" circulated on the Internet. A friend of Ten Years of Snow felling wrote: "I can't bear to think about his last two days in bed alone. At that time, more netizens called on writers to cherish their bodies, "Don't stay up late, don't put too much pressure on yourself, you are not only your own, but also your family."

is also a writer, poor Dao for the silent mourning, and he also has a sister to support, if there are well-wishers, you can go to the point of reward, show a little effort, so that the soul of the dead in the sky can rest in peace, the blessing of immeasurable Tianzun!)