"We finally killed those giant dogs! We won!"

A butcher selling pork in the city shouted, waving his big knife excitedly.

But the next moment, his head rolled down his body and fell to the ground.

"Wow!"

"calm down!"

A figure of a man in black appeared not far from the butcher. It was the assassin of the dark pavilion. After he controlled the toxins in his body, he began to sneak into the battle group quietly, preparing to take action.

It's not that he doesn't want to assassinate the Black Guards, but that the Black Guards' perception is particularly strong. As long as he sneaks near the Black Guards, they will immediately become vigilant. In the end, they can only retreat to the next best thing and assassinate those warriors instead. The people who are more powerful.

Just when he was staring at the already chaotic crowd with his poisonous eyes, intending to disappear into the shadows again, he felt a chill on his neck.

He had his neck wiped!

After hunting geese all day long, he was eventually blinded by geese pecks. He knew that he would die one day, but he never thought that he would die in the hands of others in his favorite way of assassinating enemies.

The person who killed him was Zhao Chi after he separated from Uncle Zhao.

Zhao Chi knew these members of the secret cabinet. They had assassinated Miss Qing, who was like a weak dodder flower. Although they failed, she was seriously injured.

No one knew how important that dodder-like lady was to him.

......

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I am not Uncle Zhao's illegitimate son, please don't slander me!" The ten-year-old boy cried and retorted, but he was laughed at by other children of similar age.

"You also said that you weren't. Your mother brought you to Black Martial City and left you. She definitely didn't want you to be such a loser, so she threw it back to your father!"

"Yes, yes, you must be Uncle Zhao's son, and your surname is Zhao."

"That's not my mother, that's Aunt Li from the same village..."

The children cheered happily. No matter how little Zhao Chi tried to explain, it was of no avail. They just refused to listen.

The helpless little Zhao Chi, his eyes red from crying, rushed towards the child who laughed the loudest.

When the other children saw that the new Zhao Chi dared to hit their friends, they all helped and got into a fight.

Although Xiao Zhao Chi's skills were pretty good, he couldn't defeat many opponents with his fists, and it turned into a group fight later on.

"Stop!" A girl's voice shouted from the alley.

Xiao Zhao Chi faced the light and saw a little fairy in a white gauze skirt pulling a young man with cold eyebrows striding towards them.

"Brother, I recognize that the person they surrounded and beat is Uncle Zhao's nephew. They dare to bully our family and beat them hard!"

Looking at this somewhat delicate little fairy, he also recognized the identity of the person. These two were the sons and daughters of the Lord of Black Martial City, and his uncle was also the housekeeper of their family.

The little fairy said she was their "family"?

In less than a moment, many young boys were beaten with bruises and swollen faces by Xuan Ye.

"You are not allowed to bully him in the future, you know? If I know that you are laughing at him, I, I, I will ask my brother to beat you again!" Xiao Xuanqing shouted viciously to the teenagers lying on the ground.

Then he was brought back to the City Lord's Mansion by the two brothers and sisters, but that time was also the last time he saw Xiao Xuanqing.

Soon after, the city lord's family encountered great changes, and the little fairy disappeared. It was ten years before we met again.

The only thing that has changed is that the little fairy's character is no longer cheerful and lively, and she does whatever she wants, but she still has a kind heart.

In the past, he was too weak and needed to be saved by the little flower-like fairy. Now it's the other way around, and it's up to him to protect the home that this flower-like girl cares about.

......

The fighting became more and more intense.

Just when Zhao Chi's knife cut across the 20th member of the Dark Pavilion, he saw from the corner of his eye that those in the Holy Palace had gradually regained their ability to move.

More than 50 white pieces of paper suddenly appeared in the hand of one of them. The shape of the paper seemed to be the shape of a dog.

"Hiss-"

The sound of shredding paper sounded, and it was replaced by a burst of barking, one after another.

"Ouch——"

"Ouch——"

"Ouch——"

Before one of the black guards could react, the black dog that suddenly appeared had bitten his neck.

The blood stained the Black Guards' armor red.

The next moment, the giant black dog threw away the black guard as if throwing away a broken toy.

Zhao Chi caught his comrade who was about to hit the ground in a flash, then took out a pill that was full of spiritual energy and fed it into his comrade's mouth.

In just such a moment, Hei Wuwei, who was still out of breath just now, acted like a normal person and re-entered the fighting state.

Just when the two of them looked at each other and smiled, they discovered that more than 300 giant black dogs appeared on the battlefield. Are these summoned spiritual beasts infinite?

However, they were just stunned for a moment. There was only doubt in the eyes of the black guards, but there was no cowardice in this endless battle.

The enemy can constantly summon paper puppet beasts, and their Black Guards can also crazily consume elixirs. As Black Guards soldiers, each of them has 5 resurrecting elixirs. As long as they have a breath, they can recover instantly, but then The sequelae are very serious, it depends on who can survive it!

Even if they die today, they will fight until the last moment!

When Zhao Chi killed several more rounds of giant black dogs, suddenly a golden flying boat appeared in the sky of Heiwu City.

"It seems that I have caught up, let me solve the problem here!"

A clear and proud female voice sounded.

Zhao Chi looked up at the sky, and this glance made him and the black guards fall into despair.

The owner of the voice was a woman wearing a golden fitted dress. She and 300 men in black robes had jumped from the flying boat not far away.

You can tell who these people are just by their clothes and appearance.

In the Holy Palace, men must be stronger than women because of their skills. However, there is a fatal flaw, that is, after practicing to a certain level, all the hair on the head will fall out and not a single hair will be plucked out.

So from the palace master down to the cannon fodder, they are all bright eggs.

If these 300 bare eggs join the battle, they will add thousands of black giant dogs in the next moment.

And there was also the female cultivator in gold who seemed to be the leader.

"Cheer up! Fight hard for our ideals and beliefs!"

Zhao Chi encouraged the morale of the soldiers in a timely manner, although he himself knew that this would only lead to death...

"Hmph, you're still talking nonsense, let me kill you, the leader of the little soldiers, first!"

The Saintess waved her hand, and a rose vine whip full of thorns was whipped towards Zhao Chi. Zhao Chi showed no fear on his face, and his body was filled with spiritual energy. He slashed at the rose vine whip with the big knife in his hand. Almost in an instant, the two of them were already there. After dozens of moves.

"Watch the move!" Seeing that the saint could not kill the little boss in front of her immediately, the saint couldn't help but feel a little angry in her heart.

Suddenly, the entire rose vine lit up with a gray halo, and countless white roses bloomed.

The saint quickly swung the rose whip, like a gray-white lightning that cut through the sky and went straight to Zhao Chi's throat. The whip with chaotic spiritual energy was faster and more powerful than before.

The soft whip wrapped around Zhao Chi's blade, trying to seize his weapon. Zhao Chi roared angrily and pulled hard, and the two of them suddenly fell into a stalemate.

At this moment, there was a sudden "pop" sound on Zhao Chi's back, and a flower vine full of thorns inserted into the left side of his chest.

The rosette absorbed the flowing blood, and the holy white rose instantly turned red, turning into a bright red.

Zhao Chi's vision gradually blurred as the blood flowed out. There was no way the saint would give him the opportunity to take the elixir at this time, so she grabbed his hands with rose vines and planned to torture him to death.

Am I going to die?

Just when Zhao Chi felt extremely sad and regretted that he could not meet the little fairy he wanted to protect before he died, suddenly the rose vine suddenly broke and Zhao Chi's body fell back.

"Witch, how dare you hurt my nephew?!"

The saint was also shaken back a few steps by the force of the broken vines.

Xuan Batian arrived with thunderous momentum, and just one encounter had already made the saint suffer a loss.

The delicate and agile face turned pale in surprise, and Xuan Batian rushed back. Didn't he say that the people from the imperial army were responsible for holding him back? What should I do? I am no match for them.

Just when she felt that the loser would not lose the battle, she glared at Xuan Batian. The two looked at each other, and they were both extremely shocked.

"Rong'er!"

"Who are you? Why do I think your face is so familiar..."

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