Looking at the approaching female warrior, Rogge forced himself to calm down. You can't run, and as for fighting, there is always only one outcome for low-level warriors and low-level mages to go head-to-head. Although Rogge couldn't see Qiwei's strength clearly, he knew that there was always at least seven or eight levels. Even if the other party is only a third-level warrior, looking at her fully armed appearance, it is absolutely easy to clean up herself who only has a magic ring. For now, only by introducing her into his own small building and relying on those mechanisms can he have some chance of winning.

Rogge had made up his mind and began to look around, preparing to grease the soles of his feet. Behind him was a ruin, in which many poor people had built rudimentary shacks. Go through the alley, and walk another 500 meters to your own small building. It's a pity that Kivi is standing in her way.

Rog retreated to the entrance of the alley and began to chant the incantation. Kivi sneered and stared at Rogge, the greatsword dragging behind him, waiting for Rogge to finish the spell. A red light flashed between Rog's hands, and two magic missiles flew towards the female warrior, right in the chest. With two bangs, the blue light on the female warrior's breastplate flashed, and Qiwei was unharmed. Rog recited the incantation of the Flame Finger aloud, and a stream of flame shot out, blocked by the blue light of the breastplate. Obviously, this is a magic armor, no matter how bad it is, it will not be a problem to deal with Rogge's magic.

Cold sweat was pouring down Rogge's head, and the fat on his face was shaking. Just as he was about to say the third incantation, the figure of the female warrior suddenly disappeared. The next moment, Qi Wei had appeared in front of Rogge, and the tips of their noses almost touched each other. Rogge only felt a strong burst of power coming from his abdomen, even with his strong physique, he couldn't bear it, wow, he vomited out all three meals today. Kivi then smashed the hilt of his sword on Rogge's back, knocking him to the ground and kicking him so hard that Rogge was bleeding from his nose and mouth. Qi Wei picked up her feet, turned Rogge over, and said viciously: "Aren't you fierce? Don't you want to catch me? Come on, let me see how much money you have, can you satisfy me?"

Rogge's whole face immediately turned the color of pig liver, and he couldn't scream. Hands gripped the samurai's boots, trying in vain to remove the foot. With a cruel smile, Qiwei crushed it a few more times before letting go of her foot. Rogge gasped for breath and rolled desperately on the ground with his lower body covered. From time to time there was a wail or two. Qi Wei looked at the fat man with a bloody face with a disgusted expression, and spitted: "Why, it won't work after just two hits? Is it a man? Grandma still has a lot of means to use! Today I always want you to suffer the same." ”

The samurai put the greatsword aside, and suddenly saw Rogge staring into the depths of the alley behind her, her eyes beaming with joy. Qi Wei sneered, and said in her heart that she would lie to me for this little trick. Still, she turned her head, pretending to be deceived, and wanted to wait for Rogge to attack her or run away before retrieving him. "These stupid aristocrats have never had any new tricks. ”

There was a soft buzz behind him, and Qi Wei immediately felt that something was wrong. There was a sudden stinging pain in his buttocks, and a short crossbow was already sinking into the snow-white skin. The samurai's waist was a very short skirt, Rogge was shooting from the bottom up, and with Chivi's tall figure, this crossbow bolt was really not the place.

Qi Wei was ashamed and angry in her heart, grabbed the giant sword, and deliberately slashed this despicable and obscene fat man. As soon as he turned around, there was a huge pain in the wound, Qi Wei's eyes immediately flashed with gold stars, and then the injury turned to sour numbness, obviously the arrow was also coated with medicine, and then reached out to probe, only the blood of one hand, the short crossbow arrow had all entered the flesh. Qi Wei took a deep breath and snorted, and a faint white light suddenly flashed from her body, and then disappeared. Rogge was shocked in his heart, this was a fighting spirit! Before the anesthetic applied to the arrow took effect, it was difficult to say whether he could save his life.

Although Qi Wei used her fighting spirit to temporarily suppress the power of the medicine, she couldn't spare her hand to pull out the arrow, not to mention that the despicable fat man was in front of him, and she couldn't go to that place to pull out the arrow. It's better to solve it quickly and solve him first. At this time, Rog, who had already stood up, began to chant the incantation again, and a thin flame shot out. Qi Wei didn't dodge or dodge, and rushed forward at an accelerated pace. Just as the flame was passing through his body, Rogge's eyes flashed, and Qiwei's breastplate and the undershirt inside were suddenly lifted by an invisible hand, and the flames burned the plump snow-white **.

The sensitive parts suddenly felt like being burned by fire, and Rao is Qiwei couldn't stand it because of her strength, so she squatted down with a scream in pain. Kivi recovered a little, and immediately lowered her breastplate to cover her chest, the humiliation that made her lose her mind. At this moment, Rogge suddenly pounced, punching and kicking, although there was not much discipline, but the movements were agile and powerful, how could there be a little magician and injured look?? Qiwei was taken aback, and after blocking a stormy attack, she was about to fight back. Rogge rushed past him and fled.

Chivi almost fainted in anger. Gritting his teeth, ignoring the pain in his chest and hips, he chased down.

Rogge stalked around in front of him, ran to a small building, opened the door and flashed in. "Okay, let me know your kennel, I'll see how you run!" The samurai rushed forward and kicked down the door, but she felt dizzy and dizzy, and the wounds on her body became more and more painful. Qi Wei took a deep breath, the cool night breeze cleared her mind a little. At this time, there was the sound of a table and chair knocked down in a panic from the second floor, and the anger in the samurai's chest burned again, and she rushed from the stairs to the second floor.

The warrior jumped to her feet, and as soon as she was on her right toe up the stairs, she heard a "click" and the ladder collapsed. Qiwei did not panic, kicked with his left foot, and his body did not fall but rose. Afraid of another ambush, she stretched out her giant sword a little up the stairs, and her figure continued to rise, "whoosh" two crossbow arrows shot in the air, and the female warrior swung her sword to shoot them down, but broke a thin line that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. In a flash of lightning, a lightning trap on the wall next to him was activated, and Qi Wei couldn't dodge in the air, and was immediately numb from the electricity and fell to the ground. Fortunately, the power of this trap is not great, and she is wearing magic defense equipment, and she is dizzy for a while, and it is fine.

Hearing the smug and ugly laughter from the second floor, Qiwei gritted her teeth and rushed upwards again, and just after rushing around the corner, there was another loud bang, and the female warrior immediately had gold stars in her eyes, flew backwards, and fell heavily to the ground. It turned out that a transparent energy barrier had been placed here. The trap was hit by this heavy blow, flashed a few times, and lost its effectiveness. Qiwei also fell to the ground, unable to get up for a while.

The samurai barely stood up with her greatsword and walked down the stairs. "Who knows what other tricks can be in this damn little building, I can only let this bastard go for now, and then burn this pig's nest tomorrow. The samurai thought hatefully.

A burst of black mist drifted by, and the skeleton "Fengyue" stopped in front of the female warrior.

Rogge is not having a good time, his magic power is exhausted, his injuries are not light, and summoning Fengyue is already his last ability. He sat on the second floor, watching the battle below. It's safe here, at least if Kivi wants to rush up, there are still three traps waiting for her. Fengyue seems to be a little different from before, with more rusty knives and more ribs.

Qi Wei cheered up, and the giant sword slashed diagonally towards Feng Yue's neck, Feng Yue raised the rusty knife to stand it, and the female warrior used this power to draw an arc with the giant sword, and slashed at the skeleton's neck bone again. The skeleton couldn't parry, and raised his left arm to block, but where could he block the heavy sword, and with a chirp, the arm bone had been cut off. Fengyue shook for a while, fell down and didn't move.

Qi Wei snorted coldly, this waste used to be able to use undead magic, but unfortunately it was not a climate, and only one skeleton could be summoned. Kivi stepped over the skeleton on the ground and headed for the door.

Suddenly, the wind sounded behind her, Qi Wei knew that something was wrong, squatted down suddenly, put the giant sword behind her back, and with a bang, a rusty knife slashed heavily on the giant sword, and before the female warrior could react, she was kicked in the arm again. Qi Wei looked back, it turned out to be the skeleton "Fengyue", and she couldn't help but gasp, the skeleton would also pretend to be dead??

For the first time, Kiwi felt that this small building was eerie.

Rogge was also dumbfounded.

There was another scuffle between the female warrior and the skeleton, after all, the difference in strength was too far, Qiwei gradually gained the upper hand, and just as she was about to completely smash the skeleton, there was another burst of black mist, it turned out that Rogge saw that the situation was not good, and sent Fengyue back.

With a "bang", Qi Wei was dizzy again, and before losing consciousness, she vaguely saw the fat man holding an iron rod and looking at herself with a cruel smile.

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