The firelight shook the entire Xinji City with a muffled sound, and no one was destined to sleep tonight.

Chu Shishanhe, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating and was nervous, and always paying attention to the movement outside, couldn't help but look out again, Chu Xinsu sat up and looked out the window quietly.

Protecting his life with his own body, sacrificing his life and forgetting death, it is not without reason that the demon race is strong.

Also stunned was the demon doctor Lu Yicheng of Xinji City, listening to the deafening explosion, Lu Yi's heart that had been dead for many years actually had a trace of pain, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly, as if he had returned to the time when he opened his eyes, when the demon army looked at the black flag from afar, and the war song of the demon clan resounded throughout the universe, he was still a living person at that time, yearning for the black flag, and crazy about it.

The most dumbfounded was Du Xiang, the smoke dissipated, the spear shield array of fifty people was now a corpse on the spot, the spear shield array was already a close cooperation, so people were very close to each other, and the explosion was above the head where the defense was relatively weak, and there was no way to escape.

There is not one in ten of the fifty armor soldiers, and there is a wailing everywhere under the flesh and blood.

Not only the surrounding spear and shield arrays, but even the crossbowmen on the roof were completely stunned, the military heart completely collapsed at this moment, and the pride of the defenders of Xinji City was also completely shattered by this blow.

Isn't it catching turtles in an urn? Isn't it military training? Why would people die like this?

Demons!

These Terran warriors who were born in the frontier but had never been to the frontier completely collapsed, and it turned out that this was the Demon Race.

Ignorance is really happy sometimes, because of ignorance, so they can live a peaceful life.

The roaring ears seemed to remember the old man's words again.

At our feet, there was a whole city of people buried, and in those days, in just one night, all the people of that city died, and all of them died, and not one of them lived, but there were many of them, and at that time, so many people died every day, and there were too many to count. ’

"Hahahaha, if the demon clan is really so powerful, I don't dare to fight now, if I touch it, I will cut him one by one, if I don't cut him hundreds, Lao Tzu will live in vain for the rest of his life." ’

"You, you haven't seen the demons, but they have hit the big pass in the south of our continent, and at that time, our continent was dead. ’

"You said so powerful, old man, we haven't seen a war in the north for so many years, if they are really so powerful, let them fight here, and grandpa will send them to be ghosts." ’

Now that I think about it, my face is a little hot, and I really want to give myself a few big mouths at that time, I guess the old soldier who has passed away should look at himself like a fool at that time.

"Du Xiang !!" The Confucian general Lin Shaohua's green muscles burst and he was furious.

I've really been to the border! Battleground! Otherwise, he would not have come up with this scale to encircle and suppress a few demon assassins, the dead Lin Shaohua had already expected it, because the opponent was a demon clan, but Lin Shaohua had already done this, and so many people would die, which Lin Shaohua couldn't accept.

Du Xiang !! If you fuck die for Lao Tzu again, Lao Tzu wants your head to resist! In the face of life and death, Lin Shaohua no longer has any Confucian elegance.

According to military discipline, in non-war times, one soldier on the register dies to lead the army and receive 80 military sticks. Ten people were killed, and the army was executed, and the main general ordered thirty military sticks. Thirty years of death, the Lord will be executed, and the family will be harmed.

Lin Shaohua fell into complete madness, this fucking would have to die for more than forty years, and even if the rest are alive, they can only be discharged from the army, which is equal to fifty people.

exchanged two for fifty, Lin Shaohua lost money this time, and even his pants were gone.

Lin Shaohua collapsed, Du Xiang didn't want to, the moment the explosion sounded, Du Xiang had already jumped up and shook the spear shield of the fifty people, and even smashed the expensive Taishi chair directly because of the trouble, but despite this, he had not been able to save a person, but he was blown out by the aftermath of the explosion and suffered a lot of internal injuries.

"Demons!" Du Xiang roared heartbreakingly.

"Guo Sha, Guo Bo." Yaruda muttered, her voice filled with endless sadness.

Guo Sha and Xiaobo are brothers of the same mother, so as early as when Guo Sha wanted to stab Xiaobo in the inn, Yaruda would have such a big reaction, because from the beginning, Guo Sha wanted to kill his younger brother to win time for everyone to live.

"Let's go." Yaruda endured her grief and shouted in a low voice: "Follow the path that Guo Sha and Xiao Bo gave us to jump out of, and go home!" ”

With the addition of Yaruda, the seven remaining Assassins rushed through the huge gap side by side and scattered.

As an assassin, and even more so in the cities of the enemy country, Yeruda has already prepared many secret rooms and secret passages in this Xinji city, so that as long as he finds those places, he can survive until the moment when the gates of Xinji City are opened.

"What are you doing for Lao Tzu to be stunned, chase me after me, the arrows on the roof of the building, leave those dogs." Du Xiang picked up the double knife and was furious, kicked the armor next to him, and roared angrily: "Give it to Lao Tzu." ”

Without waiting for the already frightened soldier to react, Du Xiang had already chased him out.

Lin Shaohua rubbed his temples vigorously, and the green tendons slowly subsided, and said two words to the deputy general, "Converge the corpse" and "Block here", and then turned over and jumped on the roof of the building, and after standing for a while, after finding the figure of Yaruda fleeing, he jumped to the roof of the nearby house and ran wildly.

At this time, Chu Shishanhe was finally able to open the window generously, and when he looked down, it was really shocking.

Chu Xinsu, who was behind him, was pressed down by Chu Shishanhe as soon as he wanted to rise up.

Women can't compare to men in the end, even if they are destined to see this scene, it will be later if they can be later.

The woman is still more innocent and simple, and she is more likable.

Chu Xinsu also probably knew the purpose of Chu Shishanhe not letting him see it, and then held Chu Shishanhe's hand and smiled at Chu Shishanhe, who didn't know anything about the love between men and women: "It's not early, go to bed." ”

Chu Shishanhe also nodded, and after Chu Xinsu left, Chu Shishanhe closed the window, and at the moment when the window closed, Chu Shishanhe didn't forget to take another look, the bloody scene below.

Because that is the battlefield, where men have dreamed since ancient times, and where men have dreamed since ancient times.

It's a contradiction, but this is life, this is life, this is the world.

Closing the window, Chu Shishanhe finally breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his head over, Chu Xinsu had already laid down and covered the quilt, snoring with a fake sound, next to the bed, a mattress, a pillow, and a quilt.

It's simple, it's ordinary, this should be the reason why Chu Shishanhe has different feelings for Chu Xinsu.

On the street, Yaruda churned up and down, Lin Shaohua followed closely, there was no confrontation, just a simple pursuit one after another.

The successive battles made Yeruda's body a little unbearable, he didn't expect this mild-mannered-looking guy to be so fierce, he was determined to take his own head to invite credit today, if only he was alone, it was not impossible for Yaruda to get rid of him with the means of assassins, but Yaruda was afraid that when the time came, the madman who liked to exchange his life for his life suddenly appeared or hundreds of soldiers appeared, and then he would be wrapped in dumplings again.

This good show in Xinji City is still seen by this storyteller who has been in the city for more than many years.

Wuming rolled his eyes unceremoniously, if the director didn't see it with his own eyes, he would be worthy of this good show.

The storyteller on the street, standing aside with a smile, and Yeruda, who was galloping by, had already discovered him, and even at that moment he had the intention of taking this guy away and taking him hostage, of course, only for a moment, because Yaruda saw a little guy standing next to the down-and-out gentleman, not very old, fifteen or sixteen, but to Yaruda's surprise, the little guy seemed to have been smiling at himself!

From the moment he appeared on this street, and even further away, thinking of this, Yeruda couldn't help but feel a little chill down his back, and then galloped away without the slightest hesitation.

Wuming pursed his lips and muttered boringly: "Boring, you are tied, if you don't have a rope, I can borrow you." ”

Mr. Storyteller turned a deaf ear, as if he hadn't heard anything, Wuming was sick, just treat himself as a deaf person, and it was really okay to treat Wuming as a dumb person.

Lin Shaohua, who followed closely, also saw Mr. Storyteller, the latter smiled lightly, and the former ran away.

At the time of curfew, he still dares to walk around the street, and Mr. Storyteller is also extremely suspicious, maybe he is also a dish of the demon clan, but Lin Shaohua has no time to take care of this guy who is a god and a god all day long.

"Crooked, your purpose of storytelling has finally been achieved now? We should go too, I'll be absolutely empty if I stay here for a while now. "That explosion Wuming can see thoroughly from beginning to end, and even Guo Sha's explosive thing was handed out by Wuming himself.

Although it is indeed a demon thing, after all, it has passed through the hands of Wu Ming.

A fragment of a low-level magic weapon is not something that this group of mortals with flesh can resist, let alone those who have never been on the battlefield.

Mr. Storyteller shook his head and looked to the north again: "This is the appetizer, and the main meal has not yet been served." ”

Wu Ming couldn't help but think of the wise words that Di Yuandian heard when he drank with those old brothers, don't fucking mess with the readers, it's more disgusting than fucking bandits.

Wuming nodded vigorously, it was really a fucking wise saying.