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Seeing the ferocity of the knife, Wu Xiu didn't dare to take it hard, his feet slipped, and his figure moved a few steps sideways like nothingness. The full-text and ad-free novels are all on the Aishang Novel Network biquge.info but Duo Shuo raised his arms and shook his wrists, and with a tiger roar, the fir table in front of him turned into a black shadow. Hurriedly and sharply slammed into the figure behind the sword light.

No one dared to block it, and took a few steps back. At this time, Usho, who had stood still, had a chance to look at the person who was coming, and this person was one of the group of officers sitting in the corner. He was tall and thin, with a dark face, a short mustache on his lips, and a gloomy and arrogant expression.

"Okay, you rookie egg, if I don't give you some color today, I'm afraid you don't know how powerful the real emperor ** is!" Sorat tightened the saber in his hand, looked at Wu Xiu and Duo Suo, and said coldly. As the captain of the rattan armor infantry of the Southern Corps, he has been unhappy recently, and it is no wonder that since he came to Mingte City, he has either a hunter or a blood eagle in his ears, and he is angry and scolds his mother in his heart, "Lao Tzu is the real emperor!"

Wu Xiu rubbed his hands vigorously and said with a smile, "If the soldiers of the empire are like you, I really don't want to be this soldier!"

"Okay, okay, it seems that you are tired of life!" the annoyed and angry Saurat saber suddenly flicked straight and danced with a heavy brilliance, and with a roaring wind, he struck at Usho and Duosuo. And because the two of them had no weapons in their hands, they could only dodge and dodge, and under the heavy knife light, they were a little stretched.

And several other officers in the corner of the wall also stood up and shouted excitedly, "Captain Suo, teach these two uneyed boys a good lesson, and see if the real emperor ** is better than a bullshit hunter." ”

"Fuck you, you guys together aren't as good as the toes of our division commander. Usho had steadied himself from the initial panic, and his left palm slashed diagonally like a knife, neatly and cleanly slashing towards Sorat's chest.

"Well said. Pushing aside the crowd of wolves, a clear voice appeared at the door of the tavern with several faces with cruel smiles, black cloaks, black hunting suits, and the falcon totem with bloody eyes on its chest. Needless to guess, the person who came was Sia, Sisu, and a few other Falcon members. It turned out that they had just returned from Falcon Heights, and when they passed by the entrance of the tavern, they heard a fight and walked in.

Sorat subconsciously stopped, and said with a cold face, "Who are you?"

Sia coldly glanced at the several officers standing in front of him, except for Sorat, two of them were young men wearing green armor and white cloaks, and the other four were middle-aged men with burly physiques and strong faces. He pursed his lips and smiled, the light-colored scar on his face condensed into a cruel smile like a snake, "We are the subordinates of the bullshit hunter in your mouth, Blood Eagle!"

Although most of the people present had already guessed their identities from the costumes of Xia Xia and others, it was even more intimidating to say from the mouth of Xia Xia, and the cold and hard words were like boulders standing in the turbulent rapids, giving people an unshakable sense of firmness. The proud body is more like an ancient pine rooted in the edge of the cliff for thousands of years, thick and condensed to the point that it is not invaded by wind and rain. Everyone looked at it in a daze, and that kind of look was as fanatical and admiring as a believer. There is no sound at this time.

Duo Suo's heart was also beating feverishly, in his feeling, although Xia and the others did not make a move, but the momentum, the fighting spirit, and the domineering spirit had deeply infected everyone in the field. The heart was beating uncontrollably, and the blood seemed to have more temperature than before, which made the whole person, the whole heart, and the whole mind feverish. "This is the real warrior!"

After all, Sorat and the others are also people who rolled over from the battlefield, first recovered from the momentum of Xia Xia and others, and their eyes showed a kind of sadness and fear, as soldiers, they understand very well that the cultivation of such momentum is not only the tempering of acquired blood and flesh, the contest between life and death, but more importantly, the shaping of innate character and temperament. "Or maybe they're real soldiers!" a young officer sighed weakly.

"Whoever said it just now, stand up and swallow it back. Sia stood silent, staring faintly at the fearful officers in front of him, as if he were saying something that had nothing to do with him.

"What do you dare to say?" Soratt roared gloomily, a pair of snake eyes flashing in disbelief.

"Good!" a snake-like smile spread across Sia's thin face. As the wind blew, Sorat's cheeks were slapped several times, causing him to stagger backwards, blood and broken teeth spurting together.

Everyone was stunned, and Xia Xia's hand seemed to have not moved, and said coldly, "For everyone's sake, I will only give you a small lesson, I hope there will be no next time." ”

Sorat's face was lost, he roared sadly, his body shot violently, and the saber in his hand stabbed straight into Xia Xia's chest, and the silver shining blade trembled like ripples in the river!

Sia flickered right, drew the broken sword at his waist, and in the indescribable slash and slash, a trembling moan, Sorat's knife was picked away. Then. Four tall and burly figures suddenly swarmed up, and four heavy broadswords had crossed and slashed in front of Xia Xia!

"You should have gotten together!" Sia flickered, blinking, and the short maroon head made a nice arc. The other two young men were still hesitant to go up, but when they heard this, they gritted their teeth, and the long sword in their hands coiled down like a flying snake, flooding the sky with a cold light.

But Xisu and the others still stood leisurely and silently, as if it was not West Asia who was besieged, but the other party. On the contrary, Uxiu and Duosuo were still hesitant to come forward to help. Xisu seemed to understand their thoughts, turned his face sideways, shook his head firmly, and pouted confidently towards Xia Xia, his handsome face was filled with incomparable pride.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, the figures in the field flew horizontally, the blades flickered, but no one spoke, no one spoke, except for the intermittent shouting, even the breathing was so heavy.

Sorat was a little frustrated, he obviously felt that the actions of himself and others were as if they had been hit by the magic of slowness, always one step slower than others, and in the change of moves, the opponent moved so fast that he was always able to take the lead before he and others made a move.

Sia knew very well in his heart how such an advantage was created, it was the result of more than ten years of hunting demonic beasts. When I was a child, the old hunter in the village said, "Our strength is not as strong as that of the Warcraft, and our bodies are not as strong as the Warcraft, so what do we rely on to kill it? Sia firmly remembered this sentence,

Sia's offensive is getting faster and more unpredictable, and most of his attacks are focused on Sorat, who is often forced to be overwhelmed and wolf-bèi.

"Sia, it's time to finish!" Xisu frowned and urged in a low voice. Perhaps in response to Xi Su's words, Xia Xia's figure turned, and the sword in his hand flashed out like lightning with ten thousand cold plums and a thousand cold stars. The body is so fast, and the movement is so extreme, it seems as if it suddenly floated out of hell.

After a piercing sound of weapon impact, the blade that was knocked into the air had not yet fallen, and the blood from the stabbed wound had not had time to spill, and Xia Xia was already standing in front of Xisu and the others with a blank face. On the other side of him, Sorat and the others were already standing opposite each with a pale face holding their wrists, and blood seeped down drop by drop.

In the shocked eyes of the people around him, Xia Xia's cold voice sounded at the right time, "I am a soldier of the same empire as you, I have no intention of fighting with you, but you have insulted people you should not and cannot insult, I hope this matter will end here, but if you are not convinced, just come to me, I am the deputy division commander of the Falcon Division, Xia Xia!"

After speaking, He Xisu and the others turned around neatly and firmly, following the sun, leaving a broad back in everyone's eyes. The back seems a little unfamiliar, but it is so familiar. It seems that the dream of a teenager once appeared seems to be hanging in the heart of an adult. Ancient and ancient!

In the distance, the city of Kesha floated faintly between the clouds and mist, but the nearby mountains towered in various postures, a clear Turin River crossed the two mountains on the left, and a flat hill on the right connected to countless distant mountains.

Linghu Jue took a sip of spring water like broken jade splashing beads, and the distant mountains in front of him, the lush forests, lined with the clear sky, and the few white flocculent floating clouds, added a bit of deep silence in his heart. With a long breath, he hadn't been in such a happy mood for a long time, and he had been open-minded, and when he looked back at Xiusi and the others who were noisy and laughing with Sisi not far away, his eyebrows were as bright as a clear sky. Since the First World War in Montenegro, Sisi has not slept back to Bubao, and has been fighting with Murong Yi and others. "What a little elf!" Seeing Sisi pour a basin of water on Xiusi's head with magic again, Ling Hu Jue also laughed and scolded, his eyes revealing endless tenderness.

Mans, who was standing behind him, was still dressed in plain white dress, but her white face was a little less ghostly and a little more shy. Looking at Ling Hujue who was squatting with a smile, countless strange feelings appeared in his heart. Since she joined this team, she has been deeply attracted by the cold and handsome man in front of her. For a while, he can be as cold and cold as a demon god, and for a while, he can be innocent and cute like a big boy who has not yet entered the world. And this meeting is more like a master who understands and experiences the realm of tranquility, so leisurely and elegant.

Manss squatted down gently, and in the flash of the water, she seemed to see a familiar and unfamiliar face, and couldn't help but stretch out her hand.

Ling Hu Jue was also alarmed by the sound of pulling water beside him, turned his head to look, and saw that it was Mans, so he smiled and said, "Mans, are you still used to being with us?"

Mansi used the jade hand that was still stained with water droplets, straightened the sideburns scattered in front of his forehead, and said softly, "Childe, for a person like me, such a day was something that I couldn't think of before, do you think you won't get used to it?"

Linghu Jue was deeply touched by the bitterness contained in Mansi's bland words, and there seemed to be such a scene in front of her, a young girl was undergoing all kinds of cruel training, and she did not cry, but looked at the world around her with a sad look, in this look, there was no color, no life, only infinite death and darkness. Thinking of this, Ling Hujue's heart seemed to be stabbed by something, but he pointed to the surrounding mountains and rivers, and comforted, "Mansi, everything has passed, you see, this world should still be beautiful for us!"

Mans's eyes looked back at the verdant woods and the thin waterfall that hung from a cliff on the mountainside, and she took a deep breath, her face filled with the glow of a cocoon and rebirth. He turned his head quietly and looked at Ling Hujue silently, with a strange color flowing in his eyes. "Thank you!" Bei Ya exhaled a fresh fragrance that filled the sight of the two of them.

Murong Yi, who was just about to get off the carriage, saw this scene, bit his jade teeth lightly, snorted coldly, and sat back in the car. Confused Xiao Huan, who was standing under the car and ready to help her out.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" asked Xiao Wei, who was sitting back in the car, curiously.

Murong Yi lifted the curtain and looked at the two people who were chatting by the stream, and gritted her teeth angrily, "Ghost woman, I am so shameless!"

Xiao Hui also saw Ling Hujue and Mansi sitting by the stream through the car window, and immediately understood what was going on, and smiled. pretended to be puzzled, "Miss, you see how handsome Linghu Gongzi is, he just has a cold face every day, as if someone owes him money." ”

Murong Yi argued angrily, "Little girl, what do you know?

"Okay, okay, I don't know, but Ling Fox is cool and handsome, and his kung fu is good, and there will be many girls who like it. Xiao Wei covered his hands on his chest and said with a look.

Xiao Huan's words stabbed Murong Yi's sore spot, and he couldn't help but say urgently, "Yes, what should I do then?" After speaking, he felt that something was wrong, and two red glows flew on his jade face.

Xiao Yi smiled exaggeratedly, and Murong Yi, who was even more ashamed, slammed his fist directly at Xiao Wei, "You dead girl!"

"Okay, okay, miss, don't beat me again, hit me again, Linghu Gongzi will leave with someone else!" Xiao Wei yelled a few times, grabbed Murong Yi's pink fist and shook it gently. And leaned up, and said a few words softly in her ear, the shy Murong Yiyu's face was full of spring, with peach blossoms on her face, and even the slender eyelashes kept turning shyly, as if she was encouraging something.

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