The swordsman's big sword in the room was thrown aside, his pants were half off, and he was ravaging the woman under him frantically, completely unexpecting that Wednesday's killing god would come out silently, although he tried his best to twist his head, but he couldn't see who killed him until he died.

Pulling out his spear, he shook the barrel of the gun and shook off the blood of the gun, and Wednesday gestured "shhhhh

The naked girl looked blankly at Wednesday who broke in, and it took a long time to react, and with a wow, she opened her mouth and cried.

Wednesday hurriedly jumped to her side, reached out to cover her mouth, and then hurriedly comforted: "Don't cry, don't cry......" waited for the girl's mood to ease down slightly, and then asked in a low voice: "How many people are there?"

The girl cried in horror when she heard this, but she opened her mouth but didn't say anything, obviously frightened. Seeing this, Wednesday had to reach out and press her back a few times to help her calm down, but seeing that it didn't work, he hugged her and put her in the corner of the wall and whispered: "Don't make a sound, don't move, I'll save others." ”

After saying that, he left this girl hard, he wanted to send this girl away, but what about the others? So he had to leave her where she was, so as to increase the chances of survival, after all, there are so many houses, and they have been searched once, and the possibility of being searched again will be smaller.

Thinking so, Wednesday quietly touched out again, what he had to do now was to kill the most enemies and rescue the most Li family members with the fastest speed and the smallest movement, so Wednesday forced his impulse to suppress himself and did not force it, but specifically looked for a lone attacker, of course, his favorite thing was to deal with those mages.

The mages, like those swordsmen, didn't expect that someone would break in at this time, and they were not at all guarded. He didn't even hold the staff in his hand, and when he faced Wednesday, he couldn't even let out an exclamation, and he was twisted or pierced in the heart.

Besides, there was a lot of chaos in the castle right now, even if one or two people shouted. Not many people will care, either. It can be seen that these people are usually used to doing evil, and no one has restrained them, let alone dared to provoke them, so they didn't think of staying vigilant in this situation at all.

Quietly killing all the way, I don't know how many swordsmen and mages were killed by him when they were evil. Although many women were saved, the mood on Wednesday was even more uncomfortable, because Li Jiabao was finished, it was really over. Dean's men were clearly well prepared. This man in Li Jiabao didn't even have a single survivor, including the little boy, all of them were killed, and even the pregnant women were not spared.

This is cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, Wednesday squinted his eyes at the two swordsmen not far away. The two swordsmen were playing a game of cat and mouse, teasing two naked young women in the streets.

Listening to the desperate cries of the two young women, Wednesday's fists clenched tightly. The joints of the hands rattled. If his strength is stronger, he will dare to kill. But now there are hundreds of enemies in the castle, if not in the hundreds, and he will not only be useless if he kills them like this, but will trap himself in it.

When he was about to leave, Wednesday heard a scream and quickly turned his head to look, only to see that the two girls were humiliated. I hit my head on a horse that I don't know what was placed in the middle of the street. Rejecting horses is obviously something unique to Li Jiabao, which was originally intended to defend against foreign enemies, but at this time it was stained with the blood of the Li family.

Looking at the two scolding swordsmen, Wednesday's anger once again rushed from the bottom of his heart, and the spear in his hand seemed to be unbearable. I couldn't stop trembling. I saw one of the swordsmen walking towards the house here with an unhappy face, as if he wanted to find another woman.

Wednesday slowly regained his internal strength, and when he came within ten meters, he jumped out suddenly, and the spear in his hand swooped straight to the swordsman's chest, and his whole person chased after the spear like a meteor catching the moon, and for a moment the speed was almost as fast as the spear that was thrown.

The swordsman was obviously defenseless as well, and was visibly stunned when he saw Wednesday and the spear that had been stained red by the blood. But in a split second, the already blunt tip of the spear snorted into his chest.

The distance of ten meters was also an instant for Wednesday, and before the swordsman could shout, the strong King Kong palm, which had already accumulated internal strength, slapped his cries for help back into his stomach, and was afraid that it would not be safe, so he grabbed the red tasseled spear and stabbed the opponent in the chest dozens of times, and finally dragged the body to the back of a room, and brought a big stone and slammed it on the head more than a dozen times, smashing it to pieces, until no matter how clever the priest was, he couldn't resurrect him.

In fact, these actions on Wednesday are more like venting. For people who have just died, it is indeed possible for a priest with powerful mana to be saved, but there are also prerequisites, such as just dying, and the body tissue is still intact. A person like that whose heart is pierced into a sieve is unlikely to be saved, not to mention that there are not many priests in this place now.

Of course, Wednesday didn't think much about it at the time, and after smashing the swordsman into a puddle of mud, he gasped and wiped the blood from his face, and then continued on with his spear.

When he touched the deepest part of the castle, near the small building where Li Yuhui used to live, he found that there were several swordsmen guarding the door below, and those swordsmen were wearing uniform standard armor, and their bodies were bright and shining, I don't know if it was pure gold, but they looked very majestic.

Could it be that there are big people in the small building? Wednesday looked at the small building and observed it carefully for a while, but did not find any abnormality, as if the inside of the small building and the outside of the small building were two completely different worlds. Looking at the quiet little building, Wednesday went around the mountain forest on the side to the back.

There is only a small garden at the back of the small building, and then there is the courtyard wall and cliff behind it, which is the deepest part of Lijiabao, so there is no one to guard the back. He remembered that there was a back door in the backyard of the small building, and when he broke in to save Li Yuhui, some of the Li family's children poured into the small building through the back door.

Sure enough, the back door was not noticed by anyone, and Wednesday gently pushed it open and walked in, using the small tricks recorded in "Stealth" to minimize the sound of his footsteps and breathing, and slowly walked up to the second floor without making any movement. The second floor was also empty, but the third floor could be heard.

Wednesday calmed down and moved more cautiously to the third floor, taking almost every step for a minute or two, and landing as light as possible, trying not to make any noise from the wooden staircase.

And he did, and he walked up to the third floor like a tanuki all the time without making a sound. Yang Tianchun's light skills are indeed unique, many small skills are enough to be used for a lifetime, and those are valuable experiences that an old Jianghu has practiced countless times.

When I went upstairs, I saw the back of a white robe, embroidered with some silver-white patterns on the bottom of the cuffs of the robe. It was the standard uniform of the silver lords, and their status was lower than that of the gold-collar archbishops, and they belonged to the bishops of the bridging level between the Holy See and the localities, and below them were the deacons in charge of various affairs, and they were the local bishops who held real power.

Silver lords are generally promoted from the local level, and if they have nothing to do with the Holy See's Privy Council, the promotion of ordinary clergy to silver lords is over, because the gold-collar archbishops are all parachuted from the Holy See, and they are all absolute descendants who have been personally disciplined by the pope.

Seeing that there was a silver lord here, Wednesday's eyes narrowed, and without hesitation, he stabbed out a shot, against the back of the opponent's neck, and said in a deep voice: "Don't move, otherwise you will die a miserable death," and at the same time commanded the surprised and happy girl: "Don't make a sound." ”

As he spoke, he slowly turned to the silver lord's face, and sneered: "What a merciful Holy See would do such a thing that people and gods are angry about, what is the difference between you and a brute dressed in the skin of the Holy See?" said and put the spear against the throat of the young silver lord.

Saying that he is young, he is indeed really young, he seems to be less than thirty years old, with long blond hair that looks very handsome, with soft facial lines, but he looks quite attractive. It's just that the arrogance in the eyes makes people uncomfortable to look at, especially when they look at Wednesday's eyes, as if Wednesday is the loser.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Wednesday asked coldly, "What's your name?"

"You're not qualified to know my name," the young Silver Lord grinned at the corners of his mouth, revealing a grim smile.

Wednesday was stunned, and suddenly heard a trace of footsteps downstairs, snorted, and at the same time shot like electricity, and the spear stabbed the opponent's throat. It's just that when the spear hit the opponent's throat, the golden light flashed, and the head of the spear was sideways, and it was also pierced.

This was the second time this had happened, and Wednesday frowned, and as the young Silver Lord turned to run downstairs, he grabbed him by the back and turned back with a heavy throw, slamming him to the floor, grabbing him by the neck with one hand, "Playing such a trick in front of me," he said grinning, "You're dead." ”

Holding the young Silver Lord hostage, Wednesday retreated to the window facing back, turned his head and asked the girl next to him, "Can you still go?" This girl is indeed beautiful, about eighteen years old, just the same age as a flower, no wonder this Silver Lord is left here alone.

The girl laughed miserably, "Even if you can walk, where else can you go?"

Wednesday's heart sank when he heard this, and he couldn't bear to persuade: "Your patriarch is still alive......"

"It's better to be dead," the girl said, looking at Wednesday and said, "My young lady is hiding in the place where you are refining medicine, take her out of here," she said and jumped out of the window. Listening to the dull sound of "tom-" outside the window, Wednesday's heart also trembled. (To be continued......)