"Why is there another Jiang Baishou!" Lu Wushuang asked in surprise with a suppressed voice, but he reacted instantly, and said with a blank look at Meng Yao, "It's your means again!" Meng Yao smiled self-explanatory.

"It's this trick again, Li Dai Taozhuang, can't you have a fresh idea?" Lu Wushuang shrugged his shoulders and shook his head, the black-clothed masked man lying on the ground was Jiang Baishou who Lu Wushuang had disguised before.

"It doesn't matter if the method is old-fashioned or not, as long as it's easy to use!" Wu Xiuwen smiled, "This method is only possible with the help of Yao'er's skillful hands, and others can't do it if they want to!" Wu Xiuwen gave Meng Yao a thumbs up.

Meng Yaojiao smiled and explained: "Originally, it happened suddenly, and there was no time to think of a better way, Brother Xiuwen was unwilling to hurt the innocent, it took him a lot of effort to find such a guy with similar physical characteristics to Jiang Baishou, and notorious, and a withdrawn personality who suddenly disappeared and would not attract the attention of others, and arrested him to cooperate with us in this scene." ”

"Okay! Count his hard work, fortunately!" Lu Wushuang patted Wu Xiuwen on the shoulder and praised, Wu Xiuwen smiled bitterly, he also knew that Lu Wushuang was about to part with him again and was reluctant to make a joke, but the situation was pressing, and he was forced to do so, if he wanted to complete the heavy task of expelling the Mongolian Tartars and defending the Han people, even his life could be taken, not to mention these small sacrifices!

"How about you, or I'll come!" Wu Xiu asked Lu Wushuang forcibitively.

"Do a full set of acts, or I'll do it!" Lu Wushuang bent down to put on Jiang Baishou's mask again, and took out the long sword he used when he pretended to be Jiang Baishou from his carry-on luggage, and even hung the treasure bag on Jiang Baishou's waist as it was.

"Sister Meng Yao, there are a lot of people here, and there are a lot of good hands, you have to be careful for a while!" Lu Wushuang told Meng Yao while fiddling with the posture of "Jiang Baishou".

"Don't worry! Brother Xiuwen and Brother Shiyun's light skills are outstanding. But it's also wishful thinking to catch up with me, let alone their group of wine bags and rice bags!" Meng Yao is absolutely confident in her light skills.

Lu Wushuang believed in this, nodded and said no more, took out the "Gentleman's Sword" and "Lady's Sword" on his waist and raised his hand to put the white veil back on, standing in the center of the tent, under the little starlight leaking from the top of the tent, it was really beautiful.

"Then get ready!" Lu Wushuang said with a playful smile. Immediately, without waiting for Wu Xiuwen and Meng Yao to say anything, he shouted crisply: "What person?"

Immediately followed by "Ding Ding!" two sounds, the "Gentleman's Sword" and "Lady's Sword" were successively pointed on the sword body of "Jiang Baishou", leaving two white dots, and then the two swords were placed on several important acupuncture points on the body of "Jiang Baishou", and the unconscious "Jiang Baishou" convulsed a few times before dying of anger.

Meng Yao and Wu Xiuwen didn't dare to slack off, they hurriedly covered their masks, and their bodies flew out of Lu Wushuang's tent, only to see that because Lu Wushuang's previous loud shout had attracted the attention of some people, many people woke up from their sleep. Even more of them reacted quickly and flew towards here, and the first ones were the Master Songxi, the Flame Monk, and the Vajra...... There is even a young man with a wrong forehead, don't look at his age, but his speed is not inferior to anyone.

"Someone! there are assassins!" Master Songxi was the most nervous, Lu Wushuang was not only their nominal saintess, but also the current "White Tara Niangniang", and most importantly, this was the first important person who had given a death order and had to protect. If there is an accident on the first night of serving as the leader of the alliance, let him go back and explain it.

"Bold!" Yang Wrong looked nervous for some reason. The beard and hair are all open, and the big sleeves are flying and hurrying over.

"Who dares to offend 'White Tara'!" The flame monk opened his eyes angrily, holding his twin knives in his hands, shouting angrily, and striding forward. "White Tara" is where his belief lies now, and someone dares to offend Niangniang. Doesn't that move his scales?

Further back, there were many shadows, and many figures were coming from all directions, coming from their tents.

Meng Yao and Wu Xiuwen dodged the pursuing Lu Wuji, and the two of them each stabbed a sword, and hurriedly looked in the direction and fled.

Coincidentally, Wu Xiuwen and Meng Yao fled in the direction of meeting the flame monk, facing the flame monk who was about to go crazy, Wu Xiuwen felt helpless in his heart, this flame monk really had a violent talent. It looks like I'm going crazy at every turn, which really makes people laugh and cry.

didn't need Wu Xiuwen to do anything, Meng Yao raised his hand and turned out a slingshot when he saw this, and raised his hand, "Whoosh! Three projectiles shot at the Flame Monk.

Although Yan Huo was a little surprised, he was not flustered, and waved the double knife in his hand "dang! dang!" to knock the three projectiles away, but his heart was tight, and the force from the two paths was not light, and the projectiles from far away could shake him with a slight pain, which showed that his skill was not shallow.

Meng Yao didn't speak, her right hand didn't stop, and the ......projectiles poured into all directions like hailstones, and of course, the focus was on the flame monk.

The crowd immediately let out screams one after another, Meng Yao can be said to be a bullet, seven or eight out of ten can accurately hit the target, although her subordinates are merciful and do not be ruthless, but the force in the projectile still makes the middle person embarrassed, temporarily incapacitated.

And those who can shoot projectiles like the Flame Monk, or can dodge the projectiles, are basically second-rate experts, and these people only account for two or three percent.

The most angry one could be said to be the flame monk, he was taken care of by Meng Yao, and his two knives were swung into a net, "Jingle Clan!" The projectiles that flew from him continuously affected his forward speed, directly causing him to watch Wu Xiuwen and Meng Yao pass by not far from him.

And several masters who came from other directions had already come to Lu Wushuang's side.

"Holy Maiden, how is it?, are you alright?" asked Master Songxi, looking Lu Wushuang up and down.

"It's okay! I noticed when they knocked down the two guards in front of the door before they came in, and as soon as they entered the tent, I suddenly attacked and killed one of them from the secret, I didn't expect the other two to be very cunning, and it was very tricky, it was difficult for me to take them down for a while, and I was afraid that they would have accomplices, so I asked for help!" Lu Wushuang said calmly.

"That's good!" Yang Cuo finally breathed a sigh of relief, but still admonished again, "The alliance leader has a noble status, there is no need to take such risks, in the future, it is better to summon us and others to come to help as soon as possible in such a situation!

"Yes, it's better to be careful!" King Kong nodded in agreement.

"It's me who was reckless, I won't be so risky next time!" Lu Wushuang said as he seemed a little embarrassed.

"Hehe! It's okay! Seeing that those two black-clothed men have been besieged by many sect members, it seems that they can't escape!" )