When you look at it, you can see that they are all staring at the monster blood strips above their heads.
"Mom, this is a game. Why did you get so serious that lz almost went back to grandma’s house?"
Seeing the monster’s blood, Liang Ping’s nervousness finally relaxed and he did not hesitate to raise his sword and attack the bandit’s sword on the right side. When he shook it, it was very simple to stab the robber’s chest and saw that the robber’s face sank.
"What a bold guy."
Bandits smiled contemptuously, and the heavy knife flashed cold in front of them, which led Liang Ping Jianfeng to one side successfully.
"Not good!"
Smell behind ink feather exclaimed a.
"Mu Ye, come back."
In fact, it was already late, and Liang Ping also felt the bandits’ terror.
"bang!"
A crisp sound made Liang Ping feel numb in escaping, and it was hard for him to hold the sword. At the same time, the bandits raised their heavy knives rapidly and saw that they would fall on their shoulders.
"I’m going to die so soon."
Chapter 12 Swallow the Right
The cold knife light is more dazzling than the rising moonlight in the cold wind in the evening. Liang Ping has not felt fear for the first time since she became Mu Ye, but this time the fear comes from the depths of her soul.
"ding!"
Abrupt from the night, a crisp sound and a black mountain break.
"pa!"
Crisp audio and video are generally lost in the cotton bushes. At the same time, I saw the bruiser "burst" in front of me and fell to the ground. A small pinhole appeared in his eyebrows, which quickly frozen and spread everywhere, and soon the whole person turned into ice.
"This is"
Liang Ping was surprised to look back at all this. At the sight of Mo Yu’s face, it was like coming back from the dead and full of relief.
"The painting is lonely!"
"It’s a painter’s primary skill"
"It takes five minutes for everyone to use this skill together."
The bandits a shouting is qi qi raised his heavy knife very quickly slashing to the two of them.
Liang Ping no longer underestimates his enemy, but he has no skills. With this ordinary iron sword in his hand and the positive method, he shows the slightest great power and hides blindly. After all, his arm is injured by the bandits’ knife spirit, and several wounds appear.
"It is so difficult to deal with the goods that can be killed by this M because it is different from the setting."
Liang Ping becomes nervous. Heart must not die here.
"quick! Kill them! "
All the bandits drank so much that Liang Ping realized that they only had brute strength and no Wushu, but it was the same as the setting.
And according to the set to leave the fortress, they won’t make up their minds to make up their minds to drink at the ink feather binge.
"Mo Yu, let’s leave first."
Ink feather there also feel hard to hear Liang Pingyin is also rapidly dodge finally a recruit strange dodge posture flash swept to Liang Pingside, but this recruit dodge posture flawed on the way and was cut twice by bandits.
Heavy knife deep into ink feather delicate skin blood immediately poured out Liang Ping eyebrows tight cu.
"Sure enough, it’s no joke. Everything here is definitely not as simple as a game."
In hindsight, I found that the tension in my heart instantly evolved into solemnity, and I took Mo Yu’s hand and ran all the way west.
However, Mo Yu’s heavy weight and slow pace made Liang Ping have to fight back with his sword and chase after the bandits.
"The Lord told me not to let go of a person."
One of the bandits’ sounds was rough and binge drinking, and all the bandits heard it and pursued it more quickly.
In the dense forest, Liang Ping tugged at Mo Yu’s hands and feet, and the weeds rustled. They soon became short of breath.
"Mu Ye, where are we going?"
Ink feather sound becomes weak, and the pace gradually becomes heavy and slow.
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