Hello!Look at the arrows!

Chapter 116
"Ask me why I use a fan? Because I was born happy, cough cough cough, well, the fan matches my aloof aura very well!"

——The Little Brother of Happy City

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Feng Wuyue continued to lobby: "We have a lot of Mopai girls."

The man still didn't speak, only moved.

Feng Wuyue said a lot again.

My mouth is so dry, I feel like I want to give up.

The man suddenly said: "Okay."

OK?

Is this a promise to come to the secret alliance?
Uh, is this really a promise to come to the Dark Alliance?
But the dark alliance is not something you can join if you want to.

Who knows if you are fraudulently surrendering?

Feng Wuyue looked at him suspiciously: "Brother, we are not recruiting recently. Why don't you leave your address, and I will find you when the time comes."

That person: "Happy City."

Xiaoyao City is not the base camp of Xiaoyao Sect. If she doesn't know, he wants her to die. She is so stupid.

Feng Wuyue: "Is there any address with few people?"

The man: "Tell me where the Dark Alliance base camp is? I'll come."

Feng Wuyue saw it, wow, this brat who didn't talk much actually wanted to talk to her, she snorted: "You are not sincere, I won't tell you."

The man actually laughed.

A flower suddenly bloomed on Leng Leng's face.

Feng Wuyue was stunned for a moment, wow, this sudden smile, it is Qinglian blooming, Qinglian blooming in the wind, slowly and charmingly.

Feng Wuyue jumps a long way all of a sudden, not good, this man wants to seduce her.

The man was stunned by Feng Wuyue's actions, and seemed to think of something and laughed again.

Feng Wuyue clutched her heart and fell to the ground: "Stop laughing, don't try to seduce me, ah!"

Li Qiurong's voice came from the side: "Ajiu? Hahaha... who seduced you..."

I saw a girl who was dancing the red silk standing not far away, she was fighting with the flamboyant swordsman before, and happened to block that swordsman away with one move.

She looked along Feng Wuyue's line of sight, just in time to see the man dancing with his hands, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was still there.

Li Qiurong suddenly stared at him: "Wow, this brother is so handsome. Let me do it, let the seduction come more violently."

So she rushed over with Hong Ling, hitting her nympho at the same time: "Ah, little brother, how can you be so handsome, so cool, so chic..."

"Ah, little brother, your fan dance is so good, you are all like you in Xiaoyaomen..."

"Ah, little brother, come on, hit me here, you make me feel so comfortable..."

"Ah ah ah..."

Finally, Li Qiurong came back behind Feng Wuyue, vomiting blood: "Ah, no, I can't beat him."

Feng Wuyue felt that she couldn't bear to look at her when she heard her screams, so she turned to deal with the swordsman.

Maybe the other party was annoyed by her yelling, so they ignored her completely and just kept hitting her.

The swordsman was beaten so badly by Feng Wuyue that he vomited blood. Seeing Li Qiurong vomit blood, he laughed loudly: "Oh, little sister, let's fight brother and me, we are a pair of equal strength. Brother will also It's very comfortable to beat you. Brother will be merciful."

Li Qiurong rolled his eyes: "Which onion are you?"

That swordsman was in full swing: "Whether you want to change your name or not change your surname, Wang Dahui, a disciple of Xiaoyao Second Peak of Xiaoyaomen..."

Li Qiurong pouted: "Oh, I can't tell you are also on the Xiaoyao Sect master list. You can give me points by killing people. Wang Dachui, why don't you use the hammer?"

The swordsman smiled: "Girl, what's your name? Swords are cooler. Don't you think my sword dancing posture is so cool! Hey, do you count points by head? It's too cruel!"

Li Qiurong: "It sounds like you don't kill people, so what are you doing?"

The swordsman: "We are supporting justice. You have destroyed their original country, and now we are helping to restore the country."

Li Qiurong got stuck for a while and finally came up with a sentence: "...the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit."

In the end, the two of them lost both sides in the fight, and it seemed that they were dying.

Feng Wuyue and the fan master on the opposite side caught one each, and the two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they started to turn around and fly towards their own camp.

Feng Wuyue felt that she couldn't bear to see Li Qiurong fall in front of her, so she sent the wounded back to fight again.

So he flew up the city wall and threw the man to the person in charge of medical treatment, and then killed him again into the large army.

The people I met this time were not so powerful, and it didn't take long for Feng Wuyue to kill two members of Xiaoyaomen.

The ordinary fighters on the other side blocked the way, and several people were killed by Feng Wuyue.

Fighting on the battlefield is more chaotic.

Feng Wuyue only remembered that she had stabbed several people.

The moon in the sky is still coldly shining on the fighting land.

The blood-stained earth seemed invisible under the moonlight, but the color seemed darker.

Waiting for the opponent to retreat, it is already dawn for the two sides to end the battle.

Both sides suffered heavy casualties in this battle.

But the Antenna City was not broken, and it was still there, indicating that the Dark Alliance still won.

The Dark League and Xiaoyaomen also suffered casualties, but they were still under control.

Maybe neither side wanted their masters to die in the hands of the other, so most of them were evacuated in time when they encountered serious injuries.

When Feng Wuyue went to see Li Qiurong, she found that Li Qiurong was talking to Zhao Yilong.

I saw that Zhao Yilong was injured, and the white clothes on his body had turned into rags. This patch was stained dark red with blood, and he looked miserable.

Feng Wuyue held back her smile and asked Zhao Yilong: "Brother Tulong, I'm afraid you didn't succeed in this disguise?"

Zhao Yilong complained: "Oh, sister Ajiu, you don't know, they don't have good eyesight like yours, and both sides kill me as an enemy. I guard against this and not that. It's really not easy for me. I told them that I was my own person, but none of them believed me."

Li Qiurong controlled from the side: "Oh, stop talking, I feel like my wound is about to be pulled by laughter again. Fortunately, I didn't see you at the time, otherwise I would tie you up too."

Zhao Yilong blushed again: "Is my tactic really so unsuccessful?"

Feng Wuyue also wanted to laugh: "I wanted to keep an eye on you from behind, but you disappeared without me noticing. This tactic of yours is good. But you have to change it thoroughly. For example, you take off your mask and wear a Ordinary clothes worn by our soldiers, others will treat you as a little gong, and you will be injured by you without warning. If you don't do it in a sneak attack, no one will know where you are from, and you will take advantage of the dark wind. It would be great if Gao came to assassinate me."

Zhao Yilong suddenly thought of something else: "You said that if you fight at night, will someone kill the wrong person?"

Li Qiurong said: "There must be. Everyone looks at the clothes or the face, but the face can't be recognized. The soldiers on both sides also only recognize the clothes but not the people. The clothes are not the same. They go up and chop. Didn't you find it? Our side The soldier's costume is different from the opponent's costume."

Zhao Yilong: "Although the costumes of the two parties are different, it feels similar under the moonlight."

Li Qiurong: "It's obviously different. You can see that your eyesight is not good. No wonder you are fading."

Zhao Yilong: "Who loves white? I like green, green."

Li Qiurong suddenly remembered something, turned her head and asked Feng Wuyue, with an idiot look on her face: "Oh, I don't know if the little brother who played the fan survived? But don't die."

Feng Wuyue thinks that the other party should be fine: "Shouldn't be dead, I feel that the person's skills are good. They are all senior brothers of Xiaoyaomen, can't they be senior brothers or something like that?"

Zhao Yilong sabotaged: "It's either you die or I die, it's either day or night, it's definitely dead."

Li Qiurong: "Bah, bah, you are not allowed to curse my little brother. My little brother must still be alive. Ah, little brother, wait for me to find you."

Feng Wuyue: "Are you going to Happy City to find him?"

Li Qiurong really took it seriously: "He probably hasn't seen my real face. You said that I don't wear a mask and pretend to be someone who wants to enter Xiaoyaomen. Can you see him?"

　A certain disciple of Xiaoyaomen: I am Xiaoyao! [Swipe, open the fan, please make up the dubbing by yourself. 】

　　A certain woman from the Dark Alliance: Little brother, wait for me, ah, the farthest distance in this world is not mountains and waters, nor the ends of the earth and sea corners,

　　It's that you're on the loose, I'm in the Dark League, and I'm not a demon, although I have a devil's figure, ahhh, my little brother's figure seems to be even better...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)