The carriage drove slowly on the bumpy and muddy road, and after the bumpy experience, Bo Xianrouran's face was finally not as pale as that journey, and he said with joy: "Grand Consul, when are you going to marry my little woman?"

"Huh?" Wang Xiaoqiang looked surprised, don't they have the etiquette of filial piety? Different environments create different cultures, and without the influence of Zhou Li and Confucius, there would be no so much red tape. For this era of daring to love and hate, when you encounter your favorite object, you must quickly seize it so as not to be taken away by others, Wang Xiaoqiang is so sought-after.

At the moment when Wang Xiaoqiang was surprised, the little cabbage Bo Xian Rouran showed a displeased expression, kneading Wang Xiaoqiang's waist meat with his thumb and index finger, and Wang Xiaoqiang, who was in pain, shouted and said, "Wait a minute, wait a minute." Didn't I mean to give you a big wedding reception? ”

"Hmph, you didn't answer me at the first time, you just don't want to, what if people don't get married?" Bo Xian muttered softly.

Wang Xiaoqiang said with a distressed face: "There, that turtle grandson said that I don't want to marry, you find him out, I will break his three dog legs now, nǎinǎi, how can no one marry such a beautiful, gentle, and cute girl, it's just blind to his dog eyes." Bo Xianrouran listened to this man's flattery, her heart was sweet, and she was still unhappy on her face: "It's just that someone doesn't want to marry me, you can quickly break your dog's leg." ”

Seeing that the dedication was in vain, Wang Xiaoqiang made a killer sacrifice as soon as he was heartbroken, gently stroked Bo Xianrouran's little belly and said: "I must marry you, otherwise one day if I am not careful, it will be too sorry for you and the child if it has little Fak in it." ”

Bo Xian Rouran listened to what Wang Xiaoqiang said about what 'little Fak' understood for a while, and then realized what was going on, and suddenly pushed him with a shyness and said, "Oh, you're so bad." ”

In this way, although the journey is boring, Wang Xiaoqiang has Bo Xiang Rouran by his side, a big beauty who can chat happily, and Khamera in the distance has Natasha and I Ailuo on her shoulders, but these two stuffy gourds in the carriage are stinky, and they are destined to die lonely when they are born.

The horses pulling the cart are driving slowly, the weather has entered autumn, and the cool autumn wind is boringly sweeping the dead leaves, and this season adds a touch of chill to the travelers. Wang Xiaoqiang opened the curtains from time to time to look at the surrounding scenery, thinking about something......

Louis the Great had no intention of ruling the government, and the left minister, David Antony, was authoritarian and hegemonic and secretly colluded with the second prince Mario. Chancellor of the Exchequer Hart Wiley is in the same line as the Seventh Prince Ladd, and the Eleventh Prince and Archduke Hoover are uncles, but the eldest prince died early, and the matter behind Louis the Great is destined to be a mess, Wang Xiaoqiang just wants to return to Tanser County at the moment to take care of his own one-third of an acre of land with peace of mind, and wait for the situation of the Blackstone Empire to be completely clear and make plans, or take advantage of the situation when the empire is in a mess.

Bo Xian Rouran looked at Wang Xiaoqiang's contemplative appearance, surprisingly did not bother, just like this, he quietly looked at this focused man with his little head in his hand, he actually had such a charming time.

Two days later, the carriage left the Blackstone Special Administrative Region and entered the territory of Lugerton Sith, where Wang Xiaoqiang was dragged by the little cabbage into the grove on the coast of Neville, and an excited memory was imprinted in the hearts of the two, leaving a beautiful impression on this county with romantic folk customs.

"There may be someone chasing us behind, we have to get to Tanser County early to marry you safely. ”

"But I want to go. ”

"Be obedient and compensate you well in the future. Wang Xiaoqiang persuaded. The carriage did not stop all the way, and when it passed through the city of France, Wang Xiaoqiang sent someone to give a gift to Mufu, and the carriage moved forward again, and just as it was about to leave the county of Lugerton Sith and enter the county of Mothea, the fear still happened.

Nearly 400 armoured guards surrounded the carriage, and the fury from David Anthony was still burning brightly. The concession in the Taiping Hall does not mean that David Anthony will stop, he and Wang Xiaoqiang have the same thoughts, and the best game is always to reason with the dead.

The knife in his hand always had to be slashed to know who was more powerful.

Wang Xiaoqiang stepped out of the carriage with a somber face.

"Kill!" With a cold snort, the four hundred people quickly pounced on the four people on the horse, with a ratio of 1:100, and the battle was difficult to estimate. What Wang Xiaoqiang was most worried about was that Bo Xianrouran didn't fight, but what would happen if he was injured?

Looking at the killer who was quickly moving towards him, Wang Xiaoqiang summoned ten terrorists to throw them into the crowd of the other party, and also summoned a sniper. Weak and in need of a deterrent, Natasha is on her way.

In the face of the dark clouds overhead, these killers were not afraid, and the short knife in their hands flashed with a compelling luster, and rushed straight into the carriage, before the paladin failed to take down Wang Xiaoqiang and a few people, the furious David Anthony tried to use a huge number of people to exhaust these people to death.

A powerful crossbow flew towards the carriage, Wang Xiaoqiang was shocked, and a flying pounce pulled Bo Zhirouran out of the carriage and dodged the assassination crossbow arrow. Quickly summon the [Grizzly Tank] and put Bo Zhirouran inside.

With a few loud bangs, the terrorists' self-detonation attacks only stopped the progress of these killers for a moment, and then it was ineffective. A figure appeared and quickly rolled under the carriage, holding a sniper rifle and aiming it at shè in one go.

A system reminder appeared in Wang Xiaoqiang's mind, Occupation: Sniper-Veteran, Name: Blue Wolf, Weapon: Type 85 Sniper Rifle, Skill: Deadly Sniper, Decapitation Blow, Others Unknown.

Seeing this, Ilad and Nie Shen also drew their weapons and fought with those people. Wang Xiaoqiang sat in the [Grizzly Tank], constantly firing artillery and bombarding these guys who came to send their lives.

Ilad who came out of the obstacle in his heart was like a killing god, with a dazzling luster flashing by a sky-high black scimitar of 150,000 pounds in his hand, and every time he pulled out of the scabbard, he could always take away a large piece of flesh and blood, either beheading or beheading. This man from Trensu never knew how to call tenderness.

Fighting is like this, it's either life or death, who cares if your colorful organs are drained to the ground.

Although Nie Shen's young combat power is not ambiguous at all, the fiery red long sword in his hand looks crystal clear and I don't know what it is made of, this beautiful long sword has terrifying lethality, it is not at all the ornaments on the waist that those aristocratic sons and brothers boast of, killing people is not weaker than Ilad, the two men seem to have a fighting heart, black light and red light keep flashing, and life is harvested like wild grass.

In the [Grizzly Bear Tank], Wang Xiaoqiang sent a few blasting bombs, the effect was not ideal, and Suo Xìng drove the 5.93m long and 2.52m high [Grizzly Bear Tank] into the crowd and rampaged, even if he couldn't die, it would be good to press and disrupt their formation.

A huge fireball flew from a distance and slammed into the [Grizzly Tank] piloted by Wang Xiaoqiang, and the 28.2-ton behemoth was overturned in one fell swoop. Wang Xiaoqiang and Bo Xianrouran, who were caught off guard, were hit in the car with blue noses and swollen faces, and Wang Xiaoqiang hid directly in this turtle shell and couldn't survive.

Dead soldiers, ballistas, magicians, David Anthony sent out all the forces he could send at once, just to take Wang Xiaoqiang's life, the offensive became more and more ferocious, without giving people a chance to breathe, although Ilard and Nie Shen avoided most of the fatal injuries, they were still embarrassed at the moment, manpower was limited after all, and the invincible admiration of personal force could only appear in the crappy stories of the troubadour.

Just when Ilad and Nie Shen were about to lose their support, a violent explosion sounded from the pile of dead soldiers, and countless shrapnel scattered around them like gushing fireworks. Obviously it was just a bullet the size of a thumb, how could there be such a big Willie, and everyone looked at the woman.

In the distance, Natasha Volkova carries a Falcon sniper cannon, special fill-burst projectiles, ballistic enchantment-scattered flowers. That bullet, like a special bomb, instantly harvested a large number of lives.

The person in charge of the matter seemed to be at Natasha's level of danger, shouting, "Seventh squad, go around and kill that woman first." ”

Just as the five of them were running towards Natasha, a red-haired boy walked out, raised his hand and shouted, "Sand Bondage!"

The five people didn't notice the loess under their feet, and they didn't know when they formed palms to wrap these dead soldiers, and before they could struggle, at the moment when the red-haired Ai Luo shook hands, a ball of blood burst out in an instant, and he died.

"Infinite sand waterfall funeral, sand group binding. I raised his hands and shouted, and suddenly the yellow sand in the sky buried these people, this magister who was infinitely close to the forbidden spell mage was extremely powerful at this moment. Countless sandy tentacles reached out from the ground, grabbing at the attacking Assassins, who were disrupted like wisps of straw and had to be slaughtered.

Iled Nie Shen, a knife and a sword, slashed and stabbed to reap xìng life, blood splashed.

Natasha, the elder, two snipers, one is a jīng sniper, and the other is a veteran-level talented sniper, and she reloads and continues to shoot.

Wang Xiaoqiang, who had been a shrinking turtle in the [Grizzly Bear Tank] for a while, thought for a while, and felt that it was too unrighteous for people to work hard outside, and it was too unrighteous for him to hide in the turtle shell, so he said: "Rouran, stay inside, don't move, I'll go out to help." "As soon as I got out, I saw the yellow sand in the sky, a scene as tragic as blood, and immediately released two [horror robots] to harvest those who were hindered in their movements.

The bleak autumn wind blew slowly, there was no shout, only the red blood light and the muffled hum of death, and at this point in the fierce battle, the assassins seemed to realize that they could no longer kill these people, and these dead soldiers, splitting the sand and gravel tied to their legs, slowly left, leaving nearly two hundred corpses on the ground. Ilad and Nie Shen were covered in blood and messed up.

Wang Xiaoqiang quickly approached to treat the injuries of the two of them, but the carriage had been destroyed in the chaotic battle, and everyone had to walk to Mothea County on foot.

The yīn cloud once again shrouded Wang Xiaoqiang's head.