"Qing'er, why are you here?" he asked in surprise.

"I'll come to you before you can find me!" she said.

Stepping on this mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, her voice was as brisk and cheerful as ever, with a hint of playfulness.

It gave him the illusion that he was back in Changping Village, and the two of them were standing on a field ridge full of broad bean flowers.

The fear I had before was gone now.

He straightened his back, feeling that nothing in the world frightened him anymore.

So what if there are thousands of troops?

"The sword has no eyes, you will be right behind me later!"

He warned, his fingers clenching the steel knife in his hand again.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes were locked on the enemy on her side.

Hearing what he said, she smiled: "Oh, my strength is worth it, do you still need to protect me? I'll protect you!"

Luo Fengtang's head is covered with black lines.

Over there, the enemy army also saw clearly the man who came over single-handedly.

"Little girl, you have good skills and good looks. Come back with me and become my concubine. How about sparing your life?"

Over there, the enemy general sitting on horseback pointed a knife at Yang Ruoqing and asked loudly.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at him and twitched the corner of her mouth.

"You're too ugly, I don't want it!" she said.

The general's eyes widened: "What did you say? Do you dare to say it again?"

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes at him: "It's not your fault that you're ugly, it's your fault that you're disgusting!"

"Come on, Mara Gobi, chop the man to death and capture the woman alive. I want to rape her first and then kill her!"

Following the order, all the enemy troops surrounded them from all directions, like a fierce tide, seeming to swallow up the two people here.

Here, Yang Ruoqing clearly felt Luo Fengtang's body tense up instantly.

I also felt the murderous aura emanating from him.

She said: "Tang Yazi, let's compete to see who kills more enemies. The winner will be rewarded!"

His eyes also lit up: "Okay!"

This is the first time the two of them have truly fought side by side.

Each other gave their backs to each other and concentrated on dealing with the enemies they faced.

Because of the addition of Yang Ruoqing, the situation of the battle has been significantly reversed.

Compared with Luo Fengtang's sword moves, Yang Ruoqing's moves seemed well-trained.

Every move she uses has been specially trained by the organization.

The training is not about how to fight the enemy for a long time, but the killing skills of killing with one blow.

One knife after another, a fresh life was ended in her hands.

The blood dyed her clothes red and splashed on her fair face.

If it were any other woman, she would have been frightened to death for several times.

But she didn't even blink.

He chops melons and vegetables, enters and exits the enemy army several times, and kills them with ease.

Moreover, she and Luo Fengtang cooperate very well.

Many times, there is a silent understanding between each other.

She had the illusion that she had returned to her previous life, when she fought side by side with her senior brother.

The long-lost feeling of familiarity suddenly arose, and she completely released her inner demons, killing an entire party, leaving no trace of armor behind, and making herself red-eyed.

Over there, the general never took action.

His eyes were always locked behind Yang Ruoqing, waiting for the opportunity.

Finally, he saw Luo Fengtang being entangled by a group of people, and her back was exposed.

The corner of the general's mouth curled up into a sinister smile, and a spear in his hand was thrown out with a whoosh...

Here, Luo Fengtang had just gotten rid of the enemy troops. When he looked up, he saw a spear passing through the air.

He stabbed Qing'er directly in the back.

"Qing'er, be careful!"

He roared, and something seemed to explode all over his body in an instant.

The whole person actually flew up from the ground, ignoring the sharp steel knife under him.

He threw himself behind her with his flesh and blood body.

"puff!"

The spear was caught in his hand, and the palm of his hand was pierced, and Yin Hong's blood dripped down.

He gritted his teeth and pulled out the spear, and the spearhead fell to the ground with a crisp sound of 'Bang!'.

This sound struck her heart.

She turned around in shock, just in time to see a bloody hole in the palm of his right hand, with blood still pouring out.

"Tang Yazi!"

She roared, picked up half of the spearhead on the ground, and threw it towards the general sitting high on the horse over there.

"I'm going to fuck your second uncle!"

The spearhead carries the power of thunder.

It was firmly inserted between the general's eyebrows, leaving a small section of the wooden handle outside.

A wisp of blood slowly lay down from the general's forehead, down his nose and before reaching his mouth. The general fell straight back, fell off his horse, and lost all breath!

Here, Yang Ruoqing pulled off a new satin headband she bought yesterday.

Tie Luo Fengtang's palms tightly.

"I'm fine, don't worry!"

he said.

But his voice was shaking with pain.

Yang Ruoqing frowned.

"Kill out first!" she said.

Transformed into Shura again, he rushed into the enemy army with hatred, anger, and strong will to survive...

Everything turned into the driving force for fighting, and the momentum was overwhelming and unstoppable.

In the end, hundreds of enemy troops were killed by the two of them and forced them to retreat.

Just when we were about to see the light of day, a strange sound suddenly came from among the enemy troops.

I saw an old Taoist wearing Taoist robes appearing behind the enemy's army.

The old Taoist sat cross-legged on a chariot not far away, with two long mustaches above his mouth, silver and white, fluttering gently in the night wind.

He closed his eyes slightly, held a fuchen in his left arm, put the other hand in front of him, and muttered something.

That strange sound came from his mouth.

It's like chanting a spell or something.

"Nanbarbarians bring Taoist priests to save them during the war?" Yang Ruoqing said amusedly.

The moment Luo Fengtang saw the old Taoist appear, his expression suddenly became serious.

"Qing'er, be careful, this old man is difficult to deal with, and he might use evil cult techniques!"

he said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old Taoist over there also stopped chanting the incantation.

He slowly opened his eyes, took out a few small bottles from his arms, and handed them to the soldiers who were retreating and had grown fearful to drink.

After the soldiers drank it, they suddenly seemed to be completely transformed.

The depression, fear, withdrawal and other emotions just now were all gone.

They are like newly born calves, even if there is a ferocious tiger standing in front of them.

They didn't have the slightest fear.

On the contrary, he looked very excited, and the body inside the armor seemed to expand in an instant.

The veteran looked at the reactions of these soldiers and nodded with satisfaction.

He raised the Fuchen in his hand and shook it slightly: "Go and fight!"

"Ouch..."

The soldiers actually screamed with excitement like wild beasts.

One by one, they rushed towards Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang again.

"It's a bit tricky, Qing'er, be careful!" Luo Fengtang warned again.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips: "A good tiger can only block the road, but a bunch of bears are also blind! Charge!"

The fierce fighting begins again...

Compared to the previous ones, the battle in this round was particularly brutal.
Chapter completed!