the last traverser

"Are you here to die?" The coachman's words echoed between the sky and the earth, but the robber boss still walked towards the coachman as if he didn't hear it.

Sikong Jinglian embraced Wen Ya, looked at all this happening in front of her with a leisurely expression, did not intervene, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, things seemed to be getting more and more interesting!

The blood in the eyes of the robber boss became thicker and thicker, and there was a tyrannical aura around his body, as if there was a sign of some ferocious beast coming out.

The coachman looked at the not-so-strong bandit leader in surprise. There was a tyrannical aura coming from the bandit boss. Faintly, the coachman felt that things were a little out of control. Maybe this bandit could compete with him. For some reason, Such a ridiculous thought flashed through the coachman's mind.

"You take your life, I will kill you to avenge my brothers..." A muffled voice came from the mouth of the bandit boss, as if he was suppressing something.

"I'm waiting for you..." The coachman squeezed a smile on his cold face, as if he had a little expectation of how powerful the robber in front of him would become.

The momentum of the robber and the coachman collided in the air, and a murderous aura permeated the field.

The autumn wind rolled the dust and fallen leaves down from the sky, adding a bit of sadness to the scene. This time it's either you die or I live. Both the coachman and the robber boss have such awareness.

"Hmm... what's wrong?" Wen Ya's voice was a little hoarse, from her tone, it could be heard that Wen Ya was in a bad mood at the moment, she was sleeping well, but the noisy voice outside seemed to be against her The ground is getting bigger and bigger, so noisy that I can't sleep.

"It's nothing. A group of blind robbers came outside. Ya'er don't care about them, just go on sleeping!" Sikong Jinglian noticed movement in her arms, pulled her eyes back from the outside, looked at Wenya gently, Said.

"Bandits?" Wen Ya's face was still full of gentleness, and she looked outside with puzzled eyes. A bloody smell wafted in from outside, and she frowned in disgust. Wen Ya hated the smell of blood very much.

"Don't worry, Ya'er, the driver is already taking care of it." Seeing Wen Ya frowning, Sikong Jinglian thought her baby Xiaoya was worried, so she hugged Wenya tightly comfortingly. disdain.

Wen Ya didn't answer Sikong Jinglian's words, but lifted the curtain that blocked her view with her hand, and the scene outside was reflected in Wen Ya's eyes.

I saw that the dark red blood was absorbed by the ground, and the ground where we fought just now had turned dark red, which was stained red by the blood. The corpses of the robbers were lying on the ground in a mess. Looking carefully, none of these robbers had bodies on their bodies. It was complete, Wen Ya raised her eyebrows, and said nothing about the scene in front of her.

"Ya'er, don't look." Sikong Jinglian covered Wen Ya's eyes with slightly cool hands, not wanting Wen Ya to see such a bloody and terrifying picture, but Wen Ya was already used to such pictures.

"En." Wen Ya responded softly, and turned her gaze away from the battle scene, only to realize that she was being hugged, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

"Daddy, let me down!" Wen Ya didn't want to have any conflict with Sikong Jinglian now, so she said to Sikong Jinglian in a negotiating tone.

"No, Ya'er, you are still very weak, how could Daddy let you down?" Sikong Jinglian directly rejected Wen Ya's proposal to leave her embrace without even thinking about it, the hurt look flashed in her eyes, and Ya'er was still unwilling. Do you accept yourself?

At this moment, the aura of the two fighting people outside has reached its peak, and an earth-shattering battle is about to begin——

"Roar..." The bandit boss let out an angry roar, the clothes on his body were forcibly torn, and his chest covered with body hair was exposed to the air. Almost lost my mind.

The coachman didn't dare to be negligent, and looked vigilantly at the somewhat weird robber in front of him——

"Roar..." There was another roar, the body of the bandit boss suddenly swelled up, with thick black animal hair growing on his body, the bandit was obviously in a madness, and there was only one thought in his mind, to kill the man in front of him to avenge his brothers .

Orcs!The coachman recognized that the bandit covered with black fur in front of him should be a half-orc, and in his current state, he should have fallen into madness. Suddenly, the coachman had a headache, and the strength of a maddened half-orc would It is said to grow geometrically, and the robber in front of him, who was originally only a great swordsman, has the strength to fight with him after becoming mad. Maybe, if he is not careful, he may be killed. The driver's expression is unprecedentedly dignified.

The bandit who had gone berserk took a huge sword from nowhere, and frantically charged at the coachman——

"Boom...boom...boom..."

The sound of fierce fighting, the screams of beasts, and the muffled groan of the coachman's injury were intertwined, and bright blood flowers bloomed in the air, poignant and gorgeous.

Gradually, the fighting sound became weaker and weaker, and it seemed that the battle had come to an end.

"Tick tock...tick tock...tick..." A burst of footsteps came towards Sikong Jinglian and Wen Ya accompanied by the sound of blood dripping on the ground.

"Your Majesty, fortunately, this subordinate has already killed all the robbers." The coachman's voice was filled with pain, and it seemed that the coachman was not feeling well at this time.

"Well, take a good rest." Sikong Jinglian didn't rush on the road, but the act of letting the coachman rest moved the coachman for a while.

Gradually, the surroundings fell into a silence...

Royal Palace

"Fatty man, where did the master go?" Baozi grabbed the manager by the ear and asked viciously.

"My little ancestor! Don't ask me, old slave, I don't know!" The manager burst into tears from the pain, but he still didn't tell Baozi where Sikong Jinglian and Wenya were.

"You really don't know?" Baozi's tone was obviously menacing, hmph, I knew this fat man wouldn't be so honest...

"My lord, come here for a moment, Concubine Huan has something to look for you."

"I'll come right away." The manager really thanked Jin Huanyi this time, if she hadn't looked for him, he would have been entangled to death by that bun.

"Fortunately, my strength has grown a lot recently, and I'm about to break through. When the time comes..." Baozi murmured.

Master, wait for me, in a short while, Baozi will look for you...