"Well killed, well killed!"

The snow thieves are still busy, but the slopes are already cheering for victory, as if the sorrows are gone and everyone has a bright future.

Many guards rushed out of the village, cheering all the way to greet their heroes, and the little young master ran in the front, stumbling and shouting, causing a lot of laughter and a few exclamations, and two soft screams.

To be honest, the popularity of Shisanlang before this war was not good or bad, and it was far from reaching the point where the tiger body shook up and the hero bowed down and the wheels of history rolled. There has always been a conflict between soldiers and literati, you see that I am not convinced, and I see that you are not pleasing to the eye, it is nothing more than a battle of will. Now it's different, no matter what the identity of the thirteen Lang is, what his origin is, and what his purpose is; after a bloody battle, he can't run away from the word robe; the warrior has a simple temperament, and there are not as many twists and turns as literati, since they are regarded as brothers, they will treat each other as brothers, and there is no need to hide anything.

If a brother wins, that is, he wins, how can he not be excited about it, how can he not be excited because of it; that is, if the bloody battle is not over, he may go to Huangquan together in the next moment, what is it?

"Bunny, don't abide by military rules. ”

Scarface scolded twice, and seeing that it had no effect, he simply walked out by himself to greet this "gentleman" who had repeatedly surprised him. Guarding the mountain, it's just a matter of getting around, no matter how the other party attacks, it's nothing more than a fight.

At this time, everyone really realized that only victory on the battlefield is eternal, when all the depression in the chest is released, and the blood in the chest can be swayed wantonly, who cares how victory is obtained.

Then again, isn't Thirteen Lang's victory glorious? Who would dare to say that!

In the face of immortal methods, killing the opponent with a pure bow, such a victory is not only glorious, but also makes everyone on the slope have a sense of honor. People can't help but think, what if it were themselves? If they meet a cultivator in the future, will they have the opportunity to break the Fa with their strength and do that thing against the sky!

A warrior is a warrior, it doesn't matter if he is humble on the surface, he is at peace in his heart, and there should be a sense of injustice in his chest. Why can't you do it yourself? Who qualifies you to say no?

With all kinds of imaginations, more than a dozen guards roared down the mountain, followed closely behind the little young master, saluted the victor with cheers, and saluted the heroes with a long roar.

It's not that they can't outrun the child, the key is that no one robs him.

The snow fluttered, and a person stepped onto the hillside in the greeting of thousands of eyes. Like an upright gun, like a flag that does not fall

On the way back, Shisanlang didn't run like he was going down the mountain, he didn't rush the magic weapon short bow, and his expression was quite appreciative. This line of refining, Thirteen Lang saw at a glance that the other one was an ordinary product. No spells are sealed.

How to let mortals who do not have cultivation activate spells, this question has been pondered by Thirteen Lang, and there has been no progress. There are also magic weapons in the spiritual realm that can be used by mortals, and they are all realized by using spirit stones to launch formations. The bow used by the lean man is different, using a forbidden seal, which can be stimulated by a light drink, which is ingenious.

With Thirteen Lang's cultivation, the spell itself is not worth mentioning. What he cared about was this refining idea. If you can think it through, the meaning is extraordinary. Imagine it simply. Wouldn't it add a lot of mana and means to make some artifacts that seal spells and use them when they were fighting?

The general situation may be useless, and encountering that kind of big scene, protracted war, such as right now, is definitely a big killer, and it will completely change the tide of the war.

In particular, he now has to endure pain when using mana, not to mention that he is worried about the consequences. It's a lot easier to make some of these magic weapons. The recovery process of Thirteen Lang will not be fast, and it is better to use mana when you are prepared than to be forced to use it during battle.

In terms of production, Shisanlang can refine weapons by himself, and the ban can be regarded as a business, as for the materials, there are too many materials.

Regardless of those, as a qualified refiner, after seeing a magic weapon that is enough to broaden one's mind, the instinct is to understand it and grasp it in his hands. Therefore, Thirteen Lang snatched the short bow in his hand as soon as possible, for fear that something would go wrong. Many magic weapons have a self-detonation function, so if you don't kill your opponent in time, you may not be empty-handed. Thirteen Lang suddenly accelerated in the wild run, in addition to adding Liliang to Zuihou's arrow, which was also the main reason.

The study was not in a hurry, and when he reached the halfway point of the slope, Thirteen Lang put it away after making sure that there were no more secret means in the bow, turned around, and glanced in the direction of the group of thieves from a distance, as if he had something to say.

He could feel that there were two gazes in the distance that kept moving with his body, one hot and one cold, one blazing and one doubtful, neither of which had good intentions.

It's strange if there is kindness, Thirteen Lang doesn't dare to use his divine thoughts, and he can't tell who the other party is, but it is certain that his position in the hearts of both parties is heavier than before, which seems to be inconsistent with the plan.

"Forget it, take it one step at a time. ”

Having made up his mind, Thirteen Lang reached out to catch the little young master who flew over, ignoring his excitement, and said solemnly to Scarface: "Bow, mine." ”

"Holy!" Scarface stumbled a few steps, nearly falling into the mud.

A laugh, very sincere

"It's not good. ”

Celebration can not change the contrast between the two sides, killing a Zhun Zhe can not reverse the overall situation, looking at the snow thief group that is about to move down the slope, the scarface commander has a grim face, and his eyes are cold.

The three-way killing array looks exactly the same, but it always feels that something is wrong. After the third regiment, a group of extraordinarily thick snow wolves slowly moved forward, with a blood-red cloak in the center, like an overseer, and they were really ready to kill.

There is a monk on each side, who sweeps the battlefield with his divine sense from time to time, and of course he can't stagger the body of Thirteen Lang. Their cultivation is not high, and the appearance of the middle and late stages of the Jiedan, with the state of Thirteen Lang at this time, on the one hand, they need to cover up their cultivation, and they also need to suppress the restlessness of the Yuan Baby, which is really difficult to release without being detected by it.

The wind and snow are raging, and Thirteen Lang is not clairvoyant, let alone familiar with the surroundings of Randance City, so he can't see too much information. He knew that the more this happened, the more he had to calm down, and although he tried his best to find out what was hidden in those three phalanxes, he still refused to move.

Having the heart to ask about the situation, but worried that he was too ignorant, Thirteen Lang simply hid it and patiently listened to Scarface's introduction to the enemy. Not everything can be explained by frustration, such as the surrounding races, Thirteen Lang claims to belong to the same Flurry Demon Clan, if you don't even know this, it's a little too ridiculous.

"Barbarians! That's barbarians!"

Scarface finally saw something, and pointed to the group of extraordinarily tall snow thieves in the center and whispered, with two words clearly written on his face: fierce enemy.

"Thirteen Lang wanted to know what the barbarians were really about. Eyes rolled slightly.

Scarface is a man who understands. took the initiative to say: "Sir doesn't know, there are many demon clans, if they are just ordinary people, they usually don't deliberately add any clan or category; The barbarian people are different from us, and they are better than refining the body if they do not refine the body. It's hard to explain if you don't cultivate the Tao and cultivate the Tao. ”

Thirteen Lang finally spoke and asked, "Talented?"

Scarface nodded yes and said, "Some of them have a certain chance of awakening after the ritual as adults, giving birth to a talent that increases their combat power by going berserk. All the barbarian warriors who go crazy are infinitely powerful and not afraid of life and death. I don't even feel pain or fear, I only know killing, and I don't have any sense at all. ”

"Isn't that madness?" Thirteen Lang wanted to ask, thinking to himself that it could be that the master traveled to the West Shijie and met the legendary berserker?

Scarface said, "Barbarian warriors are naturally aggressive and disobedient, and if they were ordinary warriors, no lord would like them." A gust of wind has extraordinary strength, since it is used. Most of them are the ones who can go crazy. ”

Only when you are strong can you have the qualifications to be arrogant. Thirteen Lang understood this sentence and asked, "After the berserker barbarians went berserk. What is the strength of the individual?"

"Berserker? that's a fitting name. As far as ordinary barbarians are concerned, they will not lose to my subordinates after going berserk, if they are outstanding"

Scarface pointed to the scar on his face and said hatefully, "That's the reference. ”

"No wonder you can recognize it, it turns out that it has suffered a loss. Thirteen Lang thought to himself, his expression still did not change, and asked, "What happened to the opponent?"

"It's dead!" Scarface looked proud, then couldn't help but sigh and said, "It's troublesome, it's really troublesome." The barbarians are scarce, and no matter how you say a gust of wind, they are just bandits, and they actually got five hundred barbarians."

Thirteen Lang said: "Think about the present, what about the other two? What kind of clan, what are the abilities?"

Scarface shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I can't see it, it's all dressed in mourning clothes, and I can't tell it." ”

It's no wonder that the snow thieves are called snow thieves because of their clothes. Dressed in white robe in the snow, it was extremely difficult to notice beforehand, and by the time the attacked team found them, it was too late.

As he spoke, the tripartite camp moved slowly, and it was closer to the hillside. The aura around them was condensed again, and the guards looked quite relaxed, but the sturdy women who had been organized were already nervous to the extreme, holding strange-shaped weapons in their hands, and gasping.

The storm is coming, the snow thieves put on a general attack, and everyone understands that the decisive battle is about to begin, and life and death are just around the corner.

Looking at the approaching snow thieves, Thirteen Lang felt it quietly for a while, and suddenly said, "I know who they are." ”

"Huh?" Scarface wondered.

Thirteen Lang raised his hand and said, "The left wolf and the right horn are not good stubbles. ”

Scarface was shocked and surprised, forgetting how dangerous the situation was, and asked, "How can you see it?"

Thirteen Lang sighed and said, "The Celestial Wolf Clan is naturally close to wolves, and ordinary people are no exception, and their identity can be determined by their sitting posture; ”

Scarface was speechless, thinking that you were good enough to observe, and you had a dog's nose.

Thirteen Lang knew that he was puzzled, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it at this time, and asked, "Are those snow wolves still there?"

In the previous battle, not all snow wolves were killed on the spot, dozens of injured snow wolves were locked up after being captured; Scarface, as a commander, considered the problem longer than ordinary soldiers, and planned to try domestication after the war, and had to go through it again if it didn't succeed.

Of course, this battle must be won.

Hearing him suddenly ask about the snow wolf, Scarface was obviously stunned, and said, "Yes, but"

Jusan Lang smiled and said, "It's okay to be here, leave it to me." ”

"Don't forget, I'm a doctor. ”

(To be continued......)