Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 618 Chapter 618: Ping Sibao County (Twenty) [Seeking a monthly ticket]

   Conscience of heaven and earth.

  She really didn't think of such a person at first.

  As a perennial 996-year-old social animal, the protagonist, and the injustice, she is always in the dark when she is busy. In order to improve her work efficiency, she has gradually developed the habit of selective memory—only remembering the people and things she wants to remember. Memories such as "the nameless warrior who was beheaded by her under Qiu Cheng's tent" would naturally be classified as "garbage". Sweep it into a pile and throw it in the corner to accumulate dust.

  If you don’t think about it deliberately, you basically don’t think it’s the case.

  Combining keywords such as "Qiu Cheng's tent", "ninth-rank five doctors", and the strange attitude of this middle-aged general, Shen Tang guessed whether this person had some blood relationship with the ninth-rank five doctors. Thinking about it, he made a tentative statement.

   As a result, one trial is accurate.

"you-"

  The middle-aged general's eyes widened with anger.

"What did you say?"

  The middle-aged military general who was originally contemptuous of Shen Tang's provocation with a lofty attitude, now seemed to be ignited by the explosives that exploded all of a sudden. Glaring at Shen Tang, his eyes were so fierce that he wished he could tear her apart. Eat its flesh, eat its blood!

   "Deaf at a young age?"

  Shen Tang unceremoniously added fuel to the fire.

She deliberately elongated the weird tone of "Oh Yo", with a proud look of "I guessed it right": "It seems that you two really have a relationship. Yes! I killed the man, and I chopped off his head! His The head was also used as a sacrificial offering for the three armies to go to war, and went to the general's platform."

   From being provocative to laughing, his tone suddenly sank.

   snapped: "So, what do you do?"

  Every word contains the power of a sonic boom.

  The middle-aged general was abruptly forced back a few steps.

   "You have the ability to kill me?"

  Whose fate is not fate?

"My head grows here." Shen Tang could still smile at this moment, but he felt a little sick at the moment, raised his hand to caress his neck, and pointed at the carotid artery provocatively, " Hit the vital point here, and my life is lost."

  Whether warriors or literary scholars, their fate is no different from that of ordinary people—their souls will return to the underworld as if their heads were beheaded, and their majestic bodies can only be buried in loess, accompanied by writhing maggots.

   "But can you—touch it?"

  The enemy invaded and killed her common people.

  She ended the war with war! Stop killing with killing!

   Either you die or I live.

  What's wrong?

   "If you come out to mess around, you will have to pay it back sooner or later." Shen Tang's tone was suddenly low, even with a bit of long sigh and sympathy.

   It means the ninth-class doctor.

   is also talking about herself.

"If you have the ability, you can come and kill me today, cut off my head as a sacrifice to the flag, dismember me into pieces, and throw my body into the wilderness. But—" The corners of her lips were contemptuous and playful, "You have to have this ability to do it ! Otherwise, not only your unlucky ghost who doesn't know whether he is a son or a brother, but also you are just a stepping stone for my feet, and a sword in my hand for my soul!"

  Shen Tang pressed her step by step with words.

   "Shut up, Li Zi!"

  The middle-aged military general couldn't bear it and uttered a shout to prevent Shen Tang from interfering with him mentally. The martial energy was shaken, and the air wave broke out and swept in all directions around it, setting off yellow and turbid dust that seemed to cover the sky and the sun. The soldiers who were closer were only affected by the aftermath, and felt dizzy and felt tight in their chests. There is a killing **** whispering in my ear...

  On the other hand, Shen Tang in the center of the depths was enjoying the storm, and his body remained motionless. The red tassels of the pockets are flying, and the tassels of the long sword are stretched.

"Ah, thanks to the fact that you are still a seasoned general, but just a few words to irritate you, you can't maintain the reserve that a brave warrior should have?" Through the heavy yellow sand, Shen Tang saw the body behind the yellow sand. The shape disappeared suddenly, he shook his head with a little regret, and raised his sword without looking at it, the metal hit each other, sparks flew, and the face of the middle-aged general disappeared in the light.

"More haste less speed."

  Shen Tang laughed and teased.

  The delicate and simple long sword is like an arm in her hand. The sword looks gentle, but in fact it can accurately intercept the attack every time she makes a move. She wove a seamless net with snow-white sword light, forcing the middle-aged generals to be unable to attack for a long time, and the battle was at a stalemate. The sparks brewed by the clash of weapons echoed with the light of the sword, competing for beauty in the murderous aura, which has a unique sense of beauty.

   "I can't pick off a fresh head even if I'm impatient."

   What responded to her was an increasingly intensive and fierce attack.

   Above the city walls.

  Qiu Cheng and others are like frying fire.

   Only Xun Ding watched it with gusto.

  Occasionally, I will substitute myself into it, thinking about how to solve the problem, and after some deduction, I come to a conclusion—difficult, very difficult.

  He has only seen such a calm victor's aura and self-confidence in one person, and he deserves a thousand knives from Gong Xichou! !

As the yellow sand dissipated, Xun Ding's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had discovered some surprise, and secretly said in his heart: [Look at this posture, Qiu Wenyan is in a bad luck, and he is destined to lose another general tonight... Tsk tsk tsk ,Sympathize with him. 】

  Everyone only saw Shen Tang's nimble and light steps, calm and leisurely, and leisurely, but Xun Ding carefully found that Shen Tang was deliberately tossing the opponent's mentality—this person never stepped out of the three-step range of the original place, and even his footprints matched the previous ones.

   Not long after, someone under Qiu Cheng's tent also discovered this detail, and gritted his teeth in disgust: "Your son is arrogant, deliberately humiliating us!"

  Hmm, the bright ridicule on the face!

  【Arrogance? 】

  【This is just a mediocre slander. 】

   Xun Ding thought of Gong Xiqiu's words untimely.

  【Mediocre people sit in a well and look at the sky, thinking that as long as it is impossible for them to do, its difficulty will stump everyone in the world. When I see someone coming with a hand, I feel that this person is showing off skills and arrogant. Refusing to admit that this is the distance between the strong and the mediocre. 】

  【So, a mediocre person is always a mediocre person. 】

  Xun Ding wandered from the corner of his eye, and glanced at the man.

   Move your footsteps sideways to create a little distance.

  The battlefield below the city wall.

  The middle-aged general also noticed Shen Tang's blatant humiliation, but he didn't care about his anger—he wanted to avenge his younger brother, so he couldn't just fall into Shen Tang's trap. Keeping calm and making correct judgments at all times is the state he should maintain at the moment.

  Gu Chizheng felt bored—he didn’t know where the ceiling of the lord’s strength was, but he knew very well that there was no suspense in the outcome of this battle—knowing the ending, there were naturally fewer surprises. It so happened that at this moment, Gu Chi was keenly aware of something: "Huh? There is something extra?"

   Xun Zhen heard: "What?"

   Gu Chidao: "It should be the totem of martial arts."

  Xun Zhen looked carefully at the battlefield again, and saw no suspicious traces, but Gu Chi's special way of literati would not make mistakes in judgment.

   Gu Chi added: "The Warrior Totem is very special."

   What kind of special law?

   Don't wait for Gu Chi to guess, everyone has already seen it.

  In the darkness, wisps of black mist drifted from behind Shen Tang at some point, forming a giant pure black scale insect that seemed illusory but not illusory.

   There are two clusters of yellow mist in the scale insect's eyes.

   At the corner, looking at Shen Tang coldly.

  Shen Tang: "It's too fancy, it takes time."

  _(:з」∠)_

   Hey hey, I have added half a chapter with voice on my mobile phone, and I can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow and return to my little nest, where I can start a closed life.

   Thanks to the little angels in the last chapter

   I thought I needed to worry about this new leather jacket from the factory, but I didn’t expect that I was in a more dangerous situation. The leather jacket came with a protective cover for six months... Alas, his old mother is a mud Buddha crossing the river and cannot protect herself.

   PS: I heard that there will be a large number of essential medicines on the market next week, I hope it is true...

   I hope that I can have a little sun later and finish this confinement.

  (end of this chapter)