Jie Yin Bing
Chapter 306:Jie Yin Bing
If you think so, the question arises, they led me to this place, in order to bring the ink out, since the ink words are introduced out, then directly to this place on the line, why will still take me to the mountain.
I thought to myself, always feeling that it was not over.
He pulled out a small bottle and sprinkled it on my shoulder.
I looked down at my arm, the dagger had stabbed into my flesh, only to see the back of the dagger, the medicine scattered, I felt the arm very cold.
“Can you deal with them?”I lowered my voice.
"It's a little hangover, and when I deal with them, you run back to the mountain, and if I don't show up for half an hour, you'll go north."The voice whispered.
"No, let's go together, now it becomes this appearance, even if you die, then how, life can't live with life, death can't die together, I have the meaning of Ye Le alive."I clasped in the hand of the word.
Some people know the importance of this person when they lose, I have lost words, and now I don't want to lose them again.
I listened to my words, my body shook slightly, and looked at my eyes and took away a hint of tenderness.
“That’s okay.”The long sword in his hand pointed to them, and the long sword drew a long line at the foot of the ink.
“Whoever has crossed this line, I will kill!”The cold voice.
The people present looked at the words of Mo, and suddenly Ye Tiancheng laughed coldly: "Cheng Pingpao, this woman is what you want, now she is here, you should act."
"If in the past, I would have been easy to deal with this woman, but now the woman's soul is fused with **, her strength is very strong, or we are on the two of us."
I looked at the treasurer and my uncle, the two old bastards.
I held out my hand and pointed to my uncle, "Why do you do this, the same Ye family, can you keep your hand."
Ye Tiancheng shrugged his shoulders, "Since it has been said, I will not hide you, although I am named Ye, but I am not a descendant of Ye, I am just a adoptive son, Ye family line in my eyes is not as good as a fart."
“The adopted son?”I never knew about it, my parents couldn’t tell me.
Just as he spoke, the treasurer took out a bamboo flute, and the bamboo flute looked strange, like a curved snake.
As soon as I blew, this blow, I felt my body a little cold, and suddenly it became cold all around me.
There was a scream in his ear.
Then I saw a lot of men in armor coming out of the ground, and thirty or forty men in armor appeared in front of me and ink.
The appearance of these men is strange, the armor they wear are ancient, one by one with spears, a ferocious face, and a nephew in the chest.
“Lend the soldiers.”Ye Tiancheng clasped his hands gently and said a loud voice.
Mo Yan saw these men with spears, their faces changed greatly, and their hands held the sword tightly.
“Kill her!”The cupboard held the bamboo flute and pointed to the ink, and snapped.
These soldiers shouted loudly in their mouths, “Kill and kill!”
Many soldiers immediately rushed to the ink.
Mo pushed me back ten steps, only three steps from the line she had just drawn.
"The soldiers enter this line, and only the soul flies away!"The sword pointed to the Yin soldier, the first Yin soldier entered the line, the long sword in the hand of Mo Yan shook, the feet on the ground, the body immediately ran to the front, the long sword to the head of the Yin soldier a thorn, the head of the inferno immediately stabbing a big hole.
The head of the soldier immediately exploded and turned into a smoke.
"Whoever enters this line, I will kill."The sword pointed to the long line again.
I looked at the ink, and a sense of powerlessness poured out in my heart, and my strength was too weak to protect the words.
“Shut up, your army can’t.”The city whispers.
"Since she knows she's not good to deal with it, why don't you get out of your hand and look at it."The cashier's cold voice.
Ye Tiancheng hit a haha, softly said: "Come out."
In the grass a lot of black men, see these black men, my heart sinks, these black men are not people at all, but the living dead.
In addition to the man in black, I also saw a zombie standing behind Ye Tiancheng.
Ye Tiancheng said softly, the living dead around him rushed to the ink, and the inferno that was made by the treasurer of the Cheng treasurer also rushed to the ink.
I grabbed my heart, the living dead and the soldiers rushed to the line drawn out of the words, the words immediately rushed past, the sword in hand non-stop waving, the sword landed, and as soon as the sword landed, it took away a dead man's head.
When the seven or eight soldiers were destroyed, the master of the process could not sit still, and the whole person rushed towards the ink, and a black knife was strewn toward the neck of the ink.
I held my fist tightly, my eyes on the ink talk, I only hate my own impotence.
The long sword of the ink said was aimed at the broken knife of the master of the Cheng treasurer, and a crisp sound was uttered, and the short knife of the master was picked aside by the ink.
The eyes of the ink speak out of cold light, the long sword is aimed at the heart of the master of the process, quickly out of the sword, the sword is like a viper, flexible and changeable.
The face of the treasurer was heavy, the short knife in his hand was chopped off again, and the jingling of a sword and a knife continued.
Dozens of rounds, the head of the treasurer of the wind rose sweat beads, constantly retreating towards the body.
The long sword attack is becoming more and more fierce, and the sword refers to the heart of the master of the Cheng.
“Don’t do it now, when?”The manager shouted at Ye Tiancheng.
Ye Tiancheng laughed, after a laugh, pulled out a soft sword from the trousers, gently shook, and the sound of the brushed sword sounded.
In the sound of the sword, Ye Tiancheng attacked the past in the face, and the ink was instantly caught in the middle.
The form does not look very good, my heart is in a hurry, according to this, the ink is definitely finished.
At this time, the big sword of Ye Tiancheng stabbed the neck of the ink, and the sound of brushing was constantly ringing.
The treasurer also saw the best opportunity to take the knife, and the short knife was split on the head of the ink.
If the knife is cut on the head, it must be split in half.
“Be careful with Mo!”I screamed.
Mo Yan raised the long sword to resist the soft sword of Ye Tiancheng, and at the same time, his body was dodging to the right side behind him.
The shoulder of the word was cut with a knife, and the blood sprinted out.
“Death!”Ye Tiancheng's soft sword pulled away and stabbed the heart of Mo Yan.
“Be careful with Mo!”I panicked.
The face became very white, and immediately turned back the sword in his hand, and resisted the sword tip of Ye Tiancheng with his sword body.
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