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On the ancient road from Crowe City to the imperial capital, it is already a strong summer of wind and cicada dreams┅

On the winding ancient road, there is a slight wind, and from time to time the breeze blows the fresh breath unique to the wilderness, which makes people have a leisurely and slightly lazy feeling. The full-text and ad-free novels are all biquge.info on Aishang Novel Network

The mountains are green, the water is green, and the waves of grass on both sides of the ancient road are also green, but what about the people? Dozens of dusty horses straddle a group of young men dressed in black and covered with cloaks.

The horse was close, but the leader was a cold and handsome young man, I saw that he was about twenty years old, and his fluttering robe was as white as snow, lined with that handsome face, and he was even more heroic and chic! Needless to say, at a glance, he knew that this group of people was Ling Hu Jue and his brothers, it turned out that Xia Xia, Tana and others were afraid that Ling Hu Jue would have something to do, and insisted that he bring the sixteen demon dog team members with Cole as the team.

Theseus was on his horse, gasping slightly, thinking that he had traveled a modest distance. Looking up at the sun suspended overhead, he complained to Ling Hujie in front of him, "Boss, how about we find a shady place to rest?"

From the moment he left Crowe City, Ling Hu Jue was immersed in an inexplicable melancholy, as if the mountains and rivers in front of him were so familiar, and an innate impulse deeply touched the most fragile part of his heart, so that he ran for several hours without resting.

"It's me who was negligent!" Ling Hu thought to himself, and looked back at everyone apologetically, without a trace of sweat on his jade-like face.

Not far away, at the corner of the side of the road, there is a clear ditch stream, which winds its way around a few thick pine willows. Ling Hu Jue secretly rejoiced in his heart, "Let's rest here!" With a few simple sounds of rope falling off the horse, Ling Hu Jue and the others had already come to the stream.

"Cole, you are the only one here to go to the imperial capital, we don't know which cities we have to pass through on this trip?"

Cole hurriedly stood up and said with a deep sigh, "This is the Central Plains of the entire empire, and it is also an important grain production area, there are countless towns along the way, but there are only two big ones, one is a military city close to the imperial capital, known as the "last line of defense of the empire" Geya City, and the other is Kesha City that we are about to pass through, it is one of the most important economic cities of the empire, and it is the main food gathering place. “

"Kesha City!" Cole's words touched a sensitive nerve in Ling Huju's heart, and his heart contracted suddenly, "Isn't Marlena just taken to Kesha City by her grandfather?"

"Boss, boss. Cole's soft shouts woke up Linghu, who was immersed in the scene of his first encounter with Marlena. Grinning embarrassedly, Ling Hu Jue said lightly, "Cole, this time you go to the imperial capital, you have to take care of it more along the way, especially the customs and customs in all aspects, you have to remind me more." ”

Cole smiled innocently, "I'll do my best!"

Linghu Jue looked around, saw that everyone was almost resting, and was about to get up and get on the horse, when a huge beast roar faintly came from the field on the right side of the ancient road, and the horses tied to the trees were panicked. Several lightning bolts also appeared out of thin air, and in the huge roar, the roar of people, the roar of beasts, and the neighing of horses were intertwined, and they clearly entered the ears of Ling Hu Jue and others.

"Get on the horse, let's take a look!" Ling Hu beckoned, turned over and got on the horse, and after a rapid sound of horses' hooves, the ditch stream regained its original tranquility.

In the midsummer field, there is not even a trace of wind, and the red sun that floats and sinks towards the west looks more like a huge roaring furnace, as if it has baked and melted everything on the earth, so sticky that even the air cannot be dissolved.

Hundreds of masked strong men in green shirts and grim faces held sharp crossbows, spread out in an oval shape, surrounded several carriages from a distance, and around several carriages, there were also nearly a hundred cavalrymen in light blue armor, one by one holding up the bayonet spears and leather shields in their hands. In the cold light, the eyes of these cavalrymen hid indescribable fear.

They were afraid, but what they were afraid of was not the hundreds of masked strong men gathered around, but the three masked men standing in the middle of the field with the same decoration, and a group of various demonic beasts that they had summoned. Nearly a hundred blue-eyed poisonous wolves squatted in front of the carriage like dogs with a pair of blue eyes, and what was even more terrifying was the dozens of violent bears on both sides, grinning, showing Bai Sensen's fangs, and spitting out bursts of fishy gas in a roar. Not to mention the nearly 100 cavalry in it, even the hundreds of masked strong men who surrounded them from afar were also frightened and timid.

One of the tall and thin masked men present looked at the several charred wolf corpses in front of him, stretched his throat and shouted, "Hurry up and hand over that little girl from the Murong family, otherwise you will all die without a place to be buried!"

"Miss, what should I do?" asked a young maid anxiously in a carriage in the center, her delicate face turning pale at the moment, like a frightened rabbit looking at the young lady in her mouth.

Sitting next to her was Murong Yi, the daughter of the Murong family, sixteen years old, she was really a complete beauty, wearing a water-green tights, wrapped in the delicate concave body, a green cloak, lined with a blown-out clear water face, willow eyebrows, with a pair of watery eyes, light lips slightly opened, revealing a mouth full of braided shell-like jade teeth, it was really beautiful! But this beautiful face was also a little pale at the moment, and the two eyes were even more full of tears, "How do I know?" I hope that Uncle Qiu and Aunt Hefeng can resist it, and clutched the curtain on the upper window of the carriage, the young lady muttered to herself.

"I don't know if a few of you can give Qiu a certain convenience, he will definitely come to the door to thank him one day!" With a rough voice, a middle-aged man of about 4o came out of the first carriage, wearing a raccoon leather suit obliquely on his stout figure, half of his body was naked, his iron-like muscles bulged high, and a pair of tiger eyes were wide open. This person is none other than Murong Qiu, one of the four generals of the Murong family.

"Big brother, what are you talking to them? I heard that although Murong Feng is half a lady and Xu Lao, the kung fu in bed is first-class, hurry up and end them, and our brothers can enjoy it!" The short and fat masked man on the left laughed obscenely.

"Fuck your shit!" With an angry voice, a female magician a little over 3o walked out of the carriage, a jade face on a high-level magician's robe, and a silver tooth was biting.

"Sister Feng, why did you come out?" Murong Qiu asked in a low voice, his rough face softened. It turned out that this female magician was Murong Feng, who was the same four generals as Murong Qiu. The lightning magic just now is also her masterpiece.

Murong Feng didn't answer, he glanced at Murong Qiu suspiciously, and said softly, "This time, the young lady came to Crow City to visit relatives, and she didn't leak any news, how did this group of people know?"

Murong Qiu shook his head, a blank look appeared between his eyebrows, and he thought in his heart, "This time, the young lady came out to visit the sick nurse, only the head of the family and the couple and a few of us know, who leaked the news?"

The masked man in the lead seemed to be unable to wait, pulled out a blood-red pennant from behind him, and said gloomily, "If you don't hand over the Murong family's girl again, don't be unkind!"

Murong Qiu's face was awe-inspiring, and he suddenly laughed, and said: "Good friend, do you understand that you are talking at the target? Under Qiu's hands, I don't know how many ugly lives have been killed by splashing a little madman's blood, friend, if you don't believe it, you can try, but Qiu Mou first advises you, in this life, you only have the opportunity to try this time, and the Murong family will hunt you down with all their might in the future!"

"Okay, okay, in that case, I won't talk more nonsense!" The masked man was in a hurry, and with a long roar, blood flags flew. For a moment, bursts of powerful bowstrings were strung together, and countless sharp arrows glowed with blue points of light, like swarms of flying locusts roaring and swarming. Nearly a hundred demon wolves also screamed and rolled up a gust of fishy wind and rushed towards the row of cavalry lined up in front of the carriage, and what was especially terrifying was the dozens of violent bears on both sides, hissing wildly, stepping on dull footsteps, approaching the cavalry on both sides.

Murong Qiu roared, his arms violently slammed into the air, and the knife in his hand slashed at each other, cutting a fire-colored sword qi in the air, several demon wolves had no way to dodge, wailing and falling in several directions, a stream of scarlet blood bloomed in mid-air, strong and fishy.

Murong Feng also closed his eyes slightly, his jade face was solemn, and he sang softly, "Great Goddess of Qi, please listen to my singing, Rain of Qi Arrows, chaos!" Countless white air arrows shot towards all directions with Murong Feng's singing like a dense rain rising in summer.

The demon wolves who were in the brunt of the battle all roared and fell in rows, and several demon wolves who were not yet dead stared at the two blood-red beast eyes, struggled to get up in a long roar, and pounced on them without fear of death, bloody wind, blood rain.

The cavalry in the front row roared in unison, their anger was like a rainbow, their guns were like a forest, and their raised leather shields blocked the fangs and claws of the demon wolves. The spear in his hand stabbed into the wolf's chest with anger, frightened. Blood spurted out at once, cheap and far away.

But the cavalry on both sides were not so lucky, and after a few rounds of arrow rain, they met the violent bear more than two meters tall and with thick skin and long hair. The violent bear is tall and powerful, and when he slapped him, he shocked the cavalrymen's mouths and made their arms slightly sore. Scarlet bear eyes, exposed fangs, roaring in gusts of fishy wind.

A violent bear grabbed the spear of a cavalryman, grinned, and picked up the cavalryman in a frenzied hideousness, and threw it away. Several demon wolves immediately swarmed and ate them, and in a moment, only Sensen's white bones remained.

The masked man nodded slightly to the masked man on both sides, and the latter two lowered their heads in silent recitation, and drew strange symbols on their chests, and after a strange light, there were dozens of more demon wolves in the field.

Murong Qiu, Murong Feng one left and one right, one sword qi horizontal, one magical, in the eyes of the beard, dozens of demon wolves died under their hands. But the cavalry on both sides were mixed, and under the sharp claws of the violent bear, one by one the cavalry fell off their horses with a muffled hum, and were immediately trampled into meat by the violent bear.

"Ahh One of the horsemen on one side was in a hurry, his eyes were red, and his teeth rattled as if they were about to be crushed, "Die, you ugly brute!" The spear stabbed the bear in the left rib, but before the cavalryman could stab into the flesh, a slap came, and the horseman's body was thrown high like a kite with a broken string, and slammed on the roof of the carriage.

Murong Yi looked at the blood stains that seeped in, screamed, hugged the maid beside him tightly with both hands, and said sadly, "Xiao Yi, what should I do, what should I do?" The maid named Xiao Yi had already changed color, trembling and unable to speak, and her hands also grabbed Murong Yi's clothes, whimpering softly.

Time passed in the pull of death, and the cavalry fell one by one, and blood seemed to have become the only color in the entire field, and it was blinding red. Countless living lives in which wolves hissed, bears roared, moaned, and prayed. The purpose of life is to live, but it is often given up for some physical struggle. Stupidity~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Murong Qiu snorted angrily, jumped up, and the knife in his hand was like an open ghost eye in the void world, and in the hideous closure, dozens of cold rays flashed, screaming and stabbing towards the violent bear that was already approaching the carriage on the right. But this fierce bear with thick skin and strong flesh that contains true qi is not of much effect, except for leaving a few blood marks of different shades on its body, only a few hairs of different lengths have fallen.

Murong Qiu was shocked in his heart, "My sword, even if there is a master of fighting spirit, can't block it, these beasts don't know how they were born, how they are invulnerable? With his mind decided, he leaped again, his arms like outstretched wings, and threw himself at the three masked men in the field.

"Look for death!" The masked man did not retreat in fear like the other two, but snorted lightly, and waved his fists sharply, round by round, and the cyan fighting spirit was revealed in the shadow of the fists in a circle.

Murong Qiu turned sideways, and his heart trembled, "I didn't expect this masked man to be a high-level warrior, it seems that this time it is really fierce!" Secretly praised, the masked figure dodged in the knife net like a cloud, and the fist shadow circled from time to time also greeted Murong Qiu's vital point.

Without Murong Qiu's support, the battle next to the carriage was even more one-sided. There were less than 3o cavalry in the nearly 100 people, and even Murong Feng was sweating profusely, and he only relied on low-level magic at close range to protect himself.

Murong Yi, who was peeking out of the carriage, calmed down at this time, her delicate face was calm, she lifted the curtain, and walked out, looking at the corpses with terrible shapes everywhere, all of them were scattered with blood, blades, bows and knives were thrown to the ground, and even the corpses of horses and demonic beasts were so poignant and strange. Holding back the vomiting in his chest, Murong Yi said crisply, "Don't fight, I'll go with you!"

"Don't, Xiaoyi, you can't go with them!" Murong Feng, who had already overdrawn his mana, finally sang a low-level magic to block the demon wolf that pounced, and his pale face showed a trace of anxiety, and exclaimed.

Standing thin on the wheel, Murong Yi's whole body was spasming, trembling and turning her head, tears were already flowing down her cheeks, her big eyes showed pleading, pleading, and her lips twitched helplessly—but she couldn't say a word!

Murong Feng's heart was pierced, she deeply understood what was contained in the eyes of this little girl she had watched and grown up since she was a child, her despair and pain, this despair was extreme, this pain was bleeding,

"Who will save us?" looked at Murong Feng, who was already paralyzed in the car seat. Murong Yi's heart was also trembling, she prayed silently, her jade face full of tears looked at the sky, looked at the field, and looked at the cavalry who were dead or still fighting.

Suddenly, at the end of the field, there was a sound of horses' hooves rushing at this time, and it seemed that there was more than one horse? Murong Yi seemed to suddenly feel something, staring towards the road, and everywhere she looked, dozens of black-clothed knights appeared in her sight.

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