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- "A Chai Du!"
The death of the archer's companion drove the barbarian almost crazy. He and Achaidu were the two warriors under the leader. They have been with the leader for so many years, and they have long been like brothers.
"II'm going to kill you!!!"
The barbarian man raised the knife in his hand and rushed towards Liang Cheng who had just been kicked out by him.
Liang Cheng's left arm was shot by an arrow, and he was lying on the ground at this time. It seemed that he could not stand up because of his serious injury.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"
At this time, Zheng Fan, who had been hiding in the corner before, rushed out shouting and holding a knife.
He hid earlier because he didn't want to be a burden, but if he didn't come out now, Liang Cheng would be chopped up by this barbarian.
Liang Cheng was still lying on the ground, looking at Zheng Fan who was rushing towards this side while shouting from another direction, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head.
The night before departure, Blind Bei secretly summoned them to have a conversation.
Blind Bei said, I know that everyone still doesn't think highly of the Lord in their hearts. But in the end, don't forget that we are all created by the Lord.
If the real world is compared to a cage, the Lord has been locked in the cage at the beginning, but right now, we only need to give the Lord an environment where he can develop freely, as the Creator who can create us, He In the future, he will definitely grow into a leader who can lead us and is truly worth following!
Zheng Fan is really going all out now.
He knew that the barbarian was very strong, and even if the opponent didn't shine, he was no match for him, but at this moment, he continued to hide in the corner tremblingly and watched Liang Cheng being hacked to death without moving, and only hoped that the opponent would not pay attention To myself so that I can save my life
This is not Zheng Fan's character. He has already died once. In this world, every day he lives is earned, so he doesn't want to live with regrets!
Therefore, even if Zheng Fan's output depends entirely on roaring,
At least,
He still rushed up,
and,
Roar loudly!
"Uhcough"
The body of the barbarian man who was charging suddenly trembled, and his figure stopped immediately.
He looked down at his palm in astonishment, where it was already pitch black.
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of blood with a filthy smell spurted out of his mouth, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
He was poisoned, and it was a terrible poison. The poison came from the nails of the man from Yan Kingdom
Zheng Fan had already rushed in front of the barbarian man, but the barbarian man just raised his head blankly, looking at Zheng Fan who was gradually getting closer to him.
He wanted to raise his knife,
but,
"Bang!"
his knife,
fell to the ground.
He wanted to swing his fist,
But his body began to fall backwards uncontrollably.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
Zheng Fan no longer had any extra thoughts in his mind. After he rushed to a certain distance, he directly slashed down with the knife in his hand with all his strength!
"boom!"
"boom!"
The first sound of falling to the ground was that of a barbarian man who fell to the ground, with blood continuously overflowing from the corner of his mouth, his vitality had been completely strangled by the corpse poison.
The second fell to the ground was Zheng Fan, because the barbarian fell to the ground, his knife was emptied, and Zheng Fan also fell to the ground under the traction of this desperate inertia.
?In the distance, Xue San, who had a happy face, did not forget to give out a cheer:
"The Lord is mighty!"
Zheng Fan glanced at the dead barbarian lying beside him in disbelief, huh He didn't have the slightest regret in his heart that he didn't fight against the rebellion himself. Fortunately.
Not afraid of death does not mean that you don't want to live.
Liang Cheng stood up from the ground, grasped the arrow tail with his right hand, and with a force, pulled out the arrow from his left arm, but the blood did not flow out, leaving only a hole through it, and the hole was still in place. There are layers of black evil spirits surrounding it.
After tearing off his clothes and bandaging the wound a few times to cover it up, Liang Cheng came over and extended his hand to Zheng Fan who was still panting on the ground.
Zheng Fan smiled a little embarrassedly, stretched out his hand, and grabbedbsp; "Is it a monster again?" Xue San muttered.
Liang Cheng beside him also straightened up silently.
At this time, Zheng Fan saw a tiger-like monster with two horns on its head and a face slowly walking towards this side.
This is a monster with a very weird appearance, but strictly speaking, if you look for similarities, it seems to be more like a Pixiu than the mount on the crotch of the adult who recruited envoys that you saw in Hutou City earlier.
On top of the monster, sat a young man wearing a red armor. The young man's face was very white.
Behind the young man, there was an old swordsman in a purple robe, holding a sword, and followed step by step.
The monster passed through the five knights, and came directly in front of Zheng Fan. The young general in red armor sitting on him, with a meaningful smile on his mouth, first glanced at the heads, and then Swept over the three of Zheng Fan.
When sweeping past Xue San, the young general frowned slightly. On the battlefield and in the barracks, the smell is naturally impossible to be fresh and fragrant, but standing in front of you with such a strong smell is still unbearable.
However, after a while, the red-armored general bent slightly, stared at Zheng Fan who was standing in front of the three, and said:
"You all killed them?"
Zheng Fan nodded and looked at the other party.
"How did you kill it?"
"Luck is good to kill."
The young man in red armor sat up straight, the expression on his face was a little hard to figure out.
He urged the rein in his hand, the monster turned its head and walked back, and walked in front of the knight corporal.
"Can you be convicted?"
The general in red armor spoke calmly.
The corporal leader was stunned for a moment, then immediately got off his horse and knelt down,
"I will be convicted at the end!"
In the army, it¡¯s not fun to quibble, and you don¡¯t pay much attention to getting all the stolen goods, because it¡¯s hard for you to think whether you are the chicken that your general wants to kill.
"It's good to know the crime." The red-armored general nodded.
When the corporal heard the words, he raised his head in horror and shouted:
"But they are just peasants, they are just bait!"
It means that if a person of this level is killed, he will be killed!
The young man in red armor replied calmly:
"They are now Pao Ze."
Immediately afterwards,
The young man in red armor said in a young voice, "Uncle Seven."
"Buzz!"
The old swordsman suddenly released a red light, and the sword edge was unsheathed, and then returned.
"Plop!"
The corporal's head rolled down.
The other four knights immediately got off their horses and knelt on the ground, trembling.
The red-armored youth didn't seem to intend to continue to punish these soldiers, but turned sideways and looked at Zheng Fan and the three behind him,
"After scrubbing, come to our military tent."
Zheng Fan was a little suspicious, but at this moment, the eyes of the old man holding the sword suddenly swept over, bringing a cold chill.
"The general will obey!"
Zheng Fan imitated the previous corporal leader who lost his head to speak, and then clasped his hands into fists, without thinking about kneeling down.
"Hehehea civilian husband, he actually claims to be some kind of general."
The young man in red armor laughed, then, as if he had thought of something, he ordered:
"By the way, that dwarf, even if he washes off a layer of skin, he is not allowed to enter my military tent."
After ordering,
The young man in red armor left slowly on his mount, and the old man with the sword still followed him.
Crisis, lifted.
Zheng Fan let out a long sigh of relief.
And Xue San muttered with some dissatisfaction:
"Stinky bitch, how dare you dislike me ? - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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