Xiao Qingbi touched her buttocks and secretly said it hurt.

Then he rolled to the side and left the place.

Uncle Gong extinguished the fire, and it was pitch black under the cliff, and no one could see anyone.

But Xiao Qingbi fell down, hit the soldier's weapon with his body, and fell to the ground along with the weapon, which let the soldiers know Xiao Qingbi's location.

Xiao Qingbi naturally didn't dare to stay where he was for a long time, otherwise there would be soldiers attacking him in the next moment.

Sure enough, just as he rolled to the side, there were several strange noises from his original position.

It was the sound of spears stabbing on the ground, and some of them stabbing against the rocks on the ground, making a "clanging" sound.

Xiao Qingbi had palpitations, fortunately she dodged quickly just now, otherwise, even if the world's first-class defense master came, I was afraid that she would be killed on the spot.

In the darkness, a large hand quietly stretched out.

The big hand grabbed Xiao Qingbi's shoulder, Xiao Qingbi's face changed suddenly, and she was about to have a seizure, but she felt the familiar tenderness coming from the big hand.

"Young Master. Uncle Gong spoke coldly, his voice was very small, only Xiao Qingbi could hear it.

Xiao Qingbi replied softly.

It turned out that the owner of that big hand was Uncle Gong.

Uncle Gong pulled Xiao Qingbi to his side, and Xiao Qingbi let it go.

And at the moment, the soldiers were in a mess.

They shot indiscriminately, slashed indiscriminately, and were bound to kill Xiao Qingbi.

But in the dark, they could not find their target, and no matter how hard they tried to cut and kill, it was in vain.

"Stop!"

A neutral voice rang out.

After the sound sounded, the soldiers really stopped and did not move again.

In the darkness, a figure loomed.

Uncle Gong used his internal strength to barely see things, and saw that the other party was a middle-aged man over forty years old.

This middle-aged man is powerful and vigorous, and he must be a second-rate martial artist. And they are the top group of second-rate martial artists.

Uncle Gong pulled Xiao Qingbi and quietly dodged and hid in the corner.

This middle-aged man can't threaten Uncle Gong, but he can threaten Xiao Qingbi.

Xiao Qingbi is also a leader among second-rate martial artists, if she fights alone with a middle-aged man, the victory or defeat is only five or five, so Uncle Gong can't let Xiao Qingbi take any risks.

The middle-aged man said coldly: "Light the torch on the mountain wall." ”

As soon as the words fell, a soldier carried a torch and lit a torch by the mountain wall.

"Huh!"

Above the torches, the flames burned, and rows of torches competed with each other to dispel the darkness and give light to everyone.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, this torch is indeed a treasure at a critical moment.

The middle-aged man knew very well that there were two masters on the other side, the hunchbacked one was a first-class martial artist, and the other was a second-rate martial artist.

The two of them, either way, are terrifying.

Any one person can defeat this group of troops.

Especially under the dark.

In the dark, first-class masters can rely on their martial arts to help them see in the dark with their internal strength.

No matter what it is, it is difficult to escape the eyes of a first-class martial artist.

So the middle-aged man lit the torch on the mountain wall.

Although after the torch is lit, Uncle Gong and the others will see more clearly. But he can't care about much, if he can't see clearly, then he doesn't have to worry about it, he just can't be caught.

Uncle Gong smiled.

This middle-aged man has quite an idea.

Uncle Gong took a very keen interest in him.

The middle-aged man felt Uncle Gong's gaze, trembled all over, and almost got goosebumps.

The middle-aged man shook his head, dissipating the thoughts in his mind.

"Array!" said the middle-aged man.

Afterwards, the soldiers formed groups of three or five, sorted by the weapons in their hands, and formed various teams.

These teams take turns attacking Uncle Gong, hoping to fight a protracted battle with Uncle Gong.

Uncle Gong smiled and stepped forward.

The middle-aged man's eyes flickered, and Uncle Gong had come to him.

The middle-aged man broke out in a cold sweat and made a move with both hands.

All kinds of weird moves are unleashed.

[I have a bad cold and a fever, and I will have a thousand words today. 】