Chapter Eighty-Three: Killing Dolls
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"How did I end up here?" and in another part of the wilderness, a teenager slowly opened his eyes, his face full of doubt. I was obviously still playing the game,
burst
A sword suddenly fell from the sky and stuck three centimeters into the edge of the boy's neck.
"This is ......" The young man's face instantly turned pale when he saw it. The sword in front of him is simply the scythe of death, and if you go a little further, you will definitely die.
This made his whole body creepy, and a large amount of cold sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
"Who!" The young man's face was cold, "You actually want to murder me Luo Chen!" As soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned, "Who am I? Who is Luo Chen?" His eyes were full of doubts.
"Where is this? How did I end up here? I don't remember anything?"
Thundered
At this time, the sound of horses' hooves came from a distance, as if some countless beasts were constantly running, the ground shook, and the yellow sand was rolling. People can't open their eyes at all.
"This is ......" When Luo Chen saw it, his deep eyes suddenly contracted.
Because the aura of these people is very domineering, and there is blood. The icy light reflected from the broadsword, making people feel cold.
"It's not good, run!" Luo Chen didn't know who these people were, this kind of equipment was in the depths of the wilderness, this must be those horse bandits who were said to kill people. Wherever the horse bandits passed, there was no one alive.
The black figure picked up the broken weapon next to his neck, and a tumbling roll had descended from the top of the dune.
In the end, he quietly hid behind the sand dunes. This kind of person is not an opponent himself.
"Search for me, search for me, don't let go of any place. A middle-aged man with a scar on his face turned cold. Needless to say, he is the leader of this group of horse bandits.
"These guys are higher than me. Luo Chen looked at the people in front of him, and his face became extremely cautious.
His current realm is just an extraordinary peak, and he belongs to a category of people who have just cultivated.
And the group of people in front of him, the lowest realm has already overwhelmed him. If you are discovered, you will have only one fate, death!
"Searched for me. Damn Old Man Lin, he actually threw it away at the last moment. The leader's face turned cold. Step by step, he walked in the direction of Luochen. This made Luo Chen's forehead already have a large amount of cold sweat.
His right hand seemed to have caught the last life-saving grass, and he held the broken sword in his hand tightly.
Either way, you can have a weapon with you at this time. Even if it's broken, it's still capable of killing. His deep eyes stared closely at the bandit leader in front of him.
Luo Chen is not a person who only waits for death. Who is himself, why is he here? Before these questions are clarified, Luo Chen will never let himself die.
Salsa Sha
A gentle breeze swept up wisps of yellow sand. And in the midst of this, the black figure in front of him was getting closer and closer, and his face was already bulging.
Luo Chen tried his best to suppress his breathing and suppress his rhythm.
Now, there are only two outcomes in Luochen's situation. One is to take the initiative to attack when the horse bandits approach, and then quickly escape.
The second is that the horse bandits did not find themselves, which seems impossible.
The deep eyes were constantly flickering, and this time, Luo Chen's spirit was unprecedentedly tense. Every move of the boss in front of him is under his own observation.
Tick tock
Cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and in an instant, a large piece of sand in front of him was already wet, which made Luo Shen helpless.
But I don't know why, but I didn't panic in the slightest. Now, some are just calm, eyes like ice, surprisingly calm, as if they are veterans of a hundred battles.
Wow
And when the leader was about to enter Luo Chen's attack range, a large number of horses' hooves suddenly sounded in the distance.
The rolling yellow sand made Luo Chen breathe a sigh of relief. It seems that now, he should be saved.
"It's not good! the barbarians are coming, run!" When the leader saw this, he didn't care about anything, like a rat with a burning hair, and without saying a word, he kicked directly on the ground, and then the sound of the wind sounded, and he had already galloped out on the black horse.
"Barbarian!" After Luo Chen heard it, he instantly hid. The so-called barbarians, each of them are tall and have the strength of an ox.
And they, too, live in the wilderness. It's just that their survival rate has increased dramatically.
"Stop, hand me the sword of the fire and the fire!" A tall man of more than two meters, riding a wolf-like horse, galloped from a distance.
With a wolf's head and a horse's body, this type of horse is very difficult to tame.
Wow
A group of tall people rushed directly from Luo Chen's side, bringing up the dust in the sky.
All of them stared at the horse bandits in front of them, and no one noticed Luo Chen in the dunes.
"Fortunately, it wasn't discovered, it's so dangerous!" Looking at the figure that had already run past, Luo Chen breathed a sigh of relief. This time, I escaped it.
Looking at the rolling yellow sand, his eyes were even more confused, where should he go.
"Let's get out of this wilderness first!" looked at the surrounding desert yellow sand, and finally could only sigh helplessly.
The black figure moved slowly in the desert, and the footprints left behind had been erased in less than three seconds.
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"The Sword of Separation from Fire has appeared in the rivers and lakes, and it is in a wild position. Now, it is not known to whom it will fall. In a courtyard, a gray-haired old man looked at the stars in the sky, and his face became solemn. "In the wilderness, any news?"
"Report to the sir, no. There is no news from them yet, and I heard a few days ago that a lot of people have been lost. A middle-aged man appeared next to the old man out of thin air, clasped his hands into fists, and said respectfully.
"I heard that this time it's in the depths of the wilderness, where there are not only barbarian people, but also all kinds of powerful magical beasts. Tell them to be careful! If the Sword of Fire Falls into the hands of the barbarians, the consequences will be unimaginable.
"I see. Otherwise, we'll have some more reinforcements. When the middle-aged man heard this, his face became solemn.
It's been more than three months now, and they haven't even been able to reach the depths of the wilderness. The risks involved can be imagined.
"No, no matter how many people there are, it's just a waste. The old man finally nodded, "This time, it seems that there will be another bloody storm on the rivers and lakes." ā
"From now on, give me a stronger border guard. Whenever it is, it gives me a tight spirit. If the barbarians had obtained the Sword of Flame, they might have swooped in at any moment. The old man's face was cold. "If you really can't do it, send me the equipment department down as well.
"Yes, sir!" the middle-aged man's face was a little shocked. But then nodded. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared in place.
"This time, the variables are related to the rise and fall of the martial arts!" A heavy sigh sounded, and then disappeared in place.