Thanks to the left hand has been stabbed bloody, but after all, it is only "injury", did not "kill", desires and hopes will never be fully satisfied. That Bussel couldn't bite, and fell from his mouth. He started to squat and the next sword stabbed into his left leg. This sword is quite deep, and the blade is sharp. The young soldier can't help it anymore. Hearing the footsteps of the embarrassed, scared and thanked again and again, retreating to the back of the wall and desperately shrinking back, said: "No no no! Don't come, don't, don't..."

The second blood line at the entrance of the cave was specially designed to stop himself. He couldnt stop the boy. He could still hide back in the safe area. But now the gentle fragrance has begun a second round of attack, as long as the boy comes in, thank you for the fate of his life on the spot, where will he let him escape again? He was afraid that he would kill the child by hand and could only avoid it. The young soldier heard the fear in his tone and said: "His Royal Highness..."

Killing The meaning of abuse is in the blood of the gods. He rubbed his hand and mentioned the broken sword. He heard a voice in his heart: "I won't die, I won't die, I won't die!!!"

The next moment, when the opportunity is decided, reverse the sword front.

In the darkness, the young soldier faintly flashed through the cold light and shouted: "His Royal Highness!!!"

And thanking the pity has been a sword down, passing himself through the belly, dead and nailed to the ground!

A sharp and sharp pain exploded from the abdomen and spread to the whole body, dispelling the heat and tide. Thanks to both hands, holding the hilt tightly, his eyes wide open. With a soft cough, the lips shed a trace of blood, and even the breathing was stagnant, and it did not move. The young soldier seemed to be stunned, and he "slammed" and squatted beside him.

At this time, the screaming outside the cave: "Who!"

The flower demons are very squeaky and screaming, but some people are more harsh than them, overshadowing all their voices: "What the hell!!!"

Hearing this roar, thanked and suddenly took another breath.

Wind letter!

Another voice is sulking: "Tender township. Don't want to take a shot and hurry."

This is naturally the feeling of having covered my nose and mouth. Feng Xin squinted his face and seemed to see something again. He screamed and said: "That is... Your Highness? Your Highness?! I Fuck! I am really fucking!! This is what I want to do!"

Mu Qing also "snapped" and said: "I really don't become a system, it's too disappointing!" However, the tone is not as angry as Feng Xin, but it is a bit like listening to a poor joke. Xie pity lies in the cave, I do not know what they are saying, probably guessing that they are dissatisfied with the banshee in front of themselves in the red body naked body, there is a cold. Fengxin continued to scream, saying: "Hurry it! Don't be seen by others!"

Then, just listening to a raging fire, burning sound, in the blazing flame, the screaming curse of the banshees gradually disappeared. Admire the feelings: "Burn clean, this banshee aroma is poisonous, leaving the seed grow up to be a bad thing." Xie pity to wait for the sound, only coughed, the two heard his voice, Chongshan Cave shouted: "His Royal Highness, are you inside?"

Thanks: "...I am here..."

Although he tried to keep his voice as smooth as possible, he was still weaker than usual. The two immediately passed, and they were blocked by the blood line at the hole. However, because they were familiar with the habit of forgiving, they also knew how to solve it. The wind trust took a palm of heart and took a few steps. It did not illuminate the deepest part of the cave. Suddenly said: "Who?"

The feelings are also vigilant: "Is there other people in the hole?"

Thanks to pity: "Nothing. A small soldier."

The two were relieved and walked over. The bright fire reflected the warm orange color of the whole cave, and the pity lay on the ground, the long hair spread, the top of the coat faded, and a long sword passed through his abdomen and nailed him to the ground.

See you, both of them are horrified. Feng Xin leaned over: "Who did it?!"

Thank you, "I am myself."

The feelings are awkward: "What happened?"

Xie pity shook his head and said: "Don't mention it, it's so helpless, come out with this strategy. Get me out quickly."

When the feelings came forward, he frowned and pulled the sword out. He was thrown aside and was picked up by the young soldier. Fengxin helped him to sit up and gave him a coat. Thanks to this, he said that he had met the night of the horror of the gentle township. He said: "You are coming faster than I thought. Grace?"

Wind channel: "The grace was gone to the palace by the king. He was always swaying outside the city, so it was so easy to be seen. But when he went back, he knew that he had to find us first, but he was clear. "It can be seen that although the grace is extremely annoying to thank the two attendants, they also know that they are powerful. The two originally wanted to stay with one person to defend the city, but because of the sneaky ghosts and ghosts, they also held a sword with a blood of thanksgiving. The danger is beyond expectations, or they are coming together. This band in the back **** is very heavy, not difficult to find, and soon came over.

Although Xie Pity is a soaring body, the ordinary sword can't hurt him at all. So he will never die if he is a sword. However, in the past two decades, he has almost never lost in real battles and life-and-death fights. After a while, this is the first time he suffered such a heavy injury, it is inevitable to slow down, so the wind letter back his preparation to return to the Imperial City. There was a strange pain in the abdomen. Xie pity frequently frowned, but tried to restrain and said: "You havent encountered anything on the way to you?"

Admired: "No."

Xie pity took a breath and said: "Beware, there are inhuman things..."

He wanted to say something about the white-faced man who was crying and smiling, but because he was exhausted, the young man was holding the blood-stained iron sword behind him, and he was relieved. This closed his eyes. Recharge your batteries and sleep.

Since he asked for his own time, Xie Pity has not closed his eyes for nearly a month. The backlog of the day has broken out, causing him to rest for three days. After three days, I suddenly woke up and found myself lying indoors. The ceiling above the sky was magnificent, it was the palace, and I sat up at once: "Fengxin!"

Fengxin tried the bow outside and heard the sound coming in, saying: "His Royal Highness!"

Thanks to the abdomen's wounds, he had already healed and immediately got out of bed. "Is it a long break? What can happen?"

Wind channel: "Relieve. For a few days, there are no enemy incursions in these few days. If there is, I will not call you? Go to bed, you have no shoes."

Thanks for this, I just let go of my heart and sit back on the bed. After a pause, he asked: "What about love?"

Mu Qing also came in, holding the clothes he had prepared for him, saying: "Here."

He served under the command of His Royal Highness, and the wind was on the sidelines: "However, although we did not fight these days, we found something."

Thank you, "What is it?"

Mu Qing said: "I didn't say Yongan over there. Do you suspect foreign aid? We went to the back and explored the situation. We saw several people. Although they were dressed by their own country, the accent was very strange, not like Xianle. I personally caught it, and sure enough, other countries are secretly supporting them, quietly transporting grain and armor."

Otherwise, so many living people in Yong'an are crowded in a barren mountain, and it is impossible to peel the bark by eating wild vegetables until now!

Fengxin said: "Mom's usual fakes are good, now that this time is stirring up the water, I want to be more and more chaotic!"

The land of Xianle is rich in minerals and rich in gold and jewellery. The surrounding countries have been coveted for many years. Xie Pian has already expected this festival. He bowed his head and thought of another thing. He said: "What about the child?"

Wind channel: "Which? That little soldier? That day was busy taking you to see the national division to see the situation, no one cares about him, probably returning to the team."

Thanks for putting on his clothes, putting down his arms and sitting on the bed, he said: "The child is a good man. I think he is a good material for making a knife. If it is a good one, it will be amazing when you grow up. Come back and remember to take him. Find out, settle down, and mention it."

Xie pity this person is to see the good hand and love, must mention that it is beautiful every day, this is not the first time, but he is still the first time to evaluate a child. He loved to listen to his praise for "the perfect material for making a knife", "growth must be amazing" Yunyun, the look is a little subtle, the hair that was replaced by thankfulness was made in the hands, turned and thrown aside. Feng Xin said: "I see that the kid is only 14 or five years old, too small, can mention what to do."

The feelings are also faint: "Not very suitable. Not in the military."

Thanks to the pity: "The gods are still able to go down, and the military still pays attention to so many rules." And praised, "You should really look at the child's killing slavery, beautiful."

Speaking of the slaves, the strange white man flashed in front of his eyes. Wind channel: "His Highness, why is there such a female demon in the gentle town on the back slope? I have never heard of it before."

Xie pity stood up and said: "This is what I wanted to tell you that day."

He got emptied and finally said the thing of the crying mask. The three people buried a few words to discuss a few words, they did not dare to care about it, and they all felt that it was better to report to the heaven court. So, thanks to the door, first hurried to see the king and queen, and then on the temple of the gods of the Tai Cangshan.

In the past, thankfulness will definitely return directly to Xianjing, and I will tell Junwu in person. However, at present, the situation is different. He took the initiative to leave Xianjing, which is equivalent to taking the initiative to hand over the keys. Now he has to go back and can't open the door. Plus, the day is too urgent, the voice of Shenwu Temple is awkward, and it feels like there is no to Jun. I am so embarrassed, therefore, he only paid a few tribute to the gods of the Emperor Wu of the gods in the Shenwu Temple, and he heard it when he was empty. However, there are no more than 10,000 and thousands of daily tribute to Junwu. There are countless backlogs, and some of them are big believers. When will they hear it, it really depends on the fate. He did not dare to pull out for too long, immediately returned to the battlefield and continued to defend the city.

Perhaps because the first battle was too much, the foreign aid was cut off by the wind and the love. The Yongan side changed its strategy and no longer slammed. After a few months, I played a few games on a small scale, and the loss was not too bad. Compared to the first game, it was a small fight, and the strange white people did not appear again. Therefore, the Xianle Emperor City gradually relaxed, and the pity also rarely went down from the front line to the imperial city. Take a break and relax.

He passed a small stone bridge, dialed a bridge and weeping willows, and saw the red squid in the water flowing under the bridge, swimming with his tail and happily swimming, very envious. After a while, I suddenly felt that someone staring at myself behind me, but turned around, but did not see people, quite strange, but did not feel murderous or malicious, do not care.

After getting off the bridge, I walked slowly along Shenwu Street. All the way people went to him or excitedly or respectfully or delightfully. They called the Highness of the Prince, and thanked and prayed for a while, and walked for a while, feeling the eyes behind the mans eyes. coming.

This time, he had a plan in his heart, and suddenly looked back, and sure enough. After seeing a willow tree, I flashed back half a figure. Xie pity went up, and when he reached out, he was about to catch people, but he saw a bandaged teenager hiding behind the tree. He couldnt help but say, "You are...?"

The boy was covered with bandages, but his arms overlapped his face. He only showed a dark eye from the patched sleeves and said dryly: "Too, Prince Edward, I didn't mean it."

Xie pity said to him: "You were that night..."

The voice did not fall, he immediately remembered what happened on the night of a few months ago, how embarrassed he was. The picture in my mind was turbulent, my face was red, and my face was awkward. I quickly coughed and said: "It turned out to be you. I have been looking for you before, and I have forgotten too many things. Cough, are you not a soldier in the army? How is it in town?"

The boy heard a sigh of relief and said: "I am not in the military now."

Thank you very much, said: "Ah? Why not?"

The boy was more surprised than him, saying: "I... was thrown out, Your Highness... you don't know?!"

Thanks to the faction, "I know what?"

He clearly said that he was a good girl. He is a good seed, and he should settle down and mention him. After the special smashing, this boy was taken out of the army? ? ?

The boy was like an excitement and a happy one. He put down his arms and said: "You didn't know your Highness! I thought... I thought..."

Thank you for listening to the more strange, said: "Come, come and tell me, how did you get it out? Who are you? Why do you think I will know? And, why are you?"

The boy took a step toward him and did not speak. At this time, on the Shenwu Street, there was a horrified scream: "Ah-!!!"

Xie pity looked back and saw that one person squinted and stumbled and rushed toward it.