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"Om——" Xu Shi lived up to his reputation and the others were discussing strategies, and the sound of sword chant sounded.

They turned their heads and saw that the swordsman Wushuang had already taken the lead and charged into the chaos.

Dressed in black, billowing, ten miles of sword light criss-crossing.The truth is, Swordsman Wushuang!

The beauty Ruo Hongmei's beautiful eyes flickered, and she rushed out with a whip.The red clothes fluttered in the air, and the red whip was weak and boneless, but it could take away one person's life every time.

Xu Shi lived up to his reputation and sighed, gently pinched the horse's belly with his legs, and said lightly, "Come on." The knife was as sharp as practice, and cut open the originally neat chaotic army forcefully, separating them.

The martial arts knights behind him also rushed out one after another, riding their horses into the chaos.There is no formation, no strategy, and they fight on their own, but they are like nails nailed into the heart of the enemy.

"Ice! It's frozen!" In the chaotic army, the exclamation of soldiers kept ringing out.

With a flash of vision, Xu Shi jumped up from his horse, landed on the icy place, and cut the panicked soldiers one by one under the knife.

The beauty Ruo Hongmei followed suit, chasing Bo Bing, dancing in the air in a red dress.Without hesitation, the red whip slashed across the soldier's neck.The spikes on the whips scratched their fragile necks and easily took their lives.

The originally complete battlefield was split into small battlefields by pieces of thin ice.

The vagabond hid in a small corner, but fortunately, he didn't arrive too late!

"Boom, boom, boom!" The drums in the rebel camp sounded.

The lineup of the army changed, and the flustered soldiers gradually calmed down amidst the sound of drums and the command of the general, and they surrounded Xushi and others in an orderly manner.

For places with thin ice, avoid without hesitation.The entire formation is like a meandering snake, once again connecting the divided battlefields.

Qi Wuwei waved his hands, "Cooperate with them."

The drums sounded, and the Luoyang army dispersed under the command of the drums.A team of hundreds of people forms a spear.In front of the spear, the spear tip was missing.

Xu Shi lived up to his reputation, his eyes lit up, and he rode his horse to the front.

"Follow him!" The beauty Ruo Hongmei followed naturally.

The others are not fools, so they naturally know that their situation is critical.No matter how advanced your martial arts are, if you are besieged by thousands of people, once your internal strength is exhausted, you still have to finish the game.Faced with such cooperation, naturally they would not refuse.

With the spear points in place, the spears plunged hard into the ranks of the rebels.

"Retreat, let the arrows go!" The command of the rebel general was not chaotic at all.

The Luoyang army turned their spears into shields and surrounded the knights in front of the team, forming circles.The arrows hit the shield and fell one after another.

"Ah." The vagabond in the distance sighed, this is the battlefield...

"Oh." The same voice came to mind.

A thin layer of ice wrapped the whole body of the vagabond, and the cold air spread around.Then he turned his head and looked where the voice came from, "Who?"

Frozen by the cold, I couldn't help showing my figure, "I'm on your side, and I'm with Swordsman Wushuang!"

Seeing that there was no red opposing light on his body, the vagabond put away the chill.

"Arrow!" Beg a joyful cry.

The vagabond turned his head, and an arrow shot towards him in the air.With a twist of his wrist, an ice arrow formed in the palm of his hand, facing the iron arrow.

Pulling for joy, he jumped up, dodged the burst of energy when the iron arrow collided with the ice arrow, and looked at the chaotic troops coming up from all around, he couldn't help but swear.

"What do you know?" the vagabond asked in a low voice.

"I don't know anything." Begging Joy said with a guilty conscience.

The vagabond is choking, so is he the life of a nanny?After finally leaving the little girl in the cottage, here comes another one!

If the vagabond doesn't give up, how can there be players who know nothing!No way! "What is your job?"

"Storyteller."

"..." The vagabond, storyteller, why did you come to the battlefield?

"Why don't you go and tell them a book, so that they can turn to the light?" the vagabond said tentatively.

"Boss, don't leave me behind!" Begging Joy pounced on him and hugged his thigh.

I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense.The vagabond looked at the chaotic army surrounding him, a thin layer of ice spread from the ground to their legs, ice blades condensed in the air, and stabbed at their necks.

In line with the time when everyone was busy coping, a thin layer of water vapor wrapped the two of them, concealing their figures.The vagabond squatted behind another mountain bag with a pleasure.

"Boss—" Begging for joy whispered in his ear.

The vagabond almost used his skills to expose his position again, "You are the big boss, I beg you, stay safe."

Seeking happiness, he ignored his dissatisfaction and continued to approach, "I think this battle will end soon. You see, Swordsman Wushuang is almost rushing to the enemy's camp." Judging from his countless insights in storytelling in the game , This is to make a big deal!

The vagabond looked at the camp of the rebel army.

As if to cooperate with the words of seeking pleasure, a sword light lit up on the battlefield, even making the whole battlefield dark for a moment.At that moment, there was only this sword in the world.

Yan Ge stood on the city wall of Luoyang, his eyes were fixed on the swordsman Wushuang.At that moment of darkness, he clearly saw the sword light across the neck of the enemy general, and bright red blood splashed.

A moment later, the head of the enemy general fell to the ground.The outcome of this war is self-evident.

The darkness faded, and a white silk flew from the city wall of Luoyang to the feet of Swordsman Wushuang, supporting his falling body.Swordsman Wushuang looked up, Yan Ge pursed his lips, "You are here."

Swordsman Wushuang walked towards Yan Ge step by step on the white silk.

【finally! 】

When Swordsman Wushuang took the last step, Bai Ling behind him quickly retracted and pushed him by the way.He staggered a step and fell into Yan Ge's arms.

【Wow! 】

"Tsk!" Qi Wuwei turned his face away without looking.

Yan Ge raised his lips, "So impatient?"

Swordsman Wushuang's ears turned red, "It's all over."

"Yeah." Yan Ge's voice hit the eardrum softly and gently, like brushing the eardrum with a feather.

The blush at the tip of the ear spread down to the entire ear, Swordsman Wushuang reached out and pressed his blood-stained shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "No one can hurt you."

Yan Ge lowered his head and touched his red ears.

Swordsman Wushuang paused, and the blush spread from his ears down to his neck.A smiling voice sounded in my ears, "Do you still have internal strength?"

He pursed his lips.

Yan Ge chuckled, took his hands around his waist, and flew towards the city with the people.In the eyes of outsiders, it looks like swordsman Wushuang is holding Yan Ge and taking him away.

"Young man," Qi Wuwei rubbed his chin, "he is very angry."