Chapter 79: The back of the prince

Thanks to this flying body, there are some stunned people, but the two attendants naturally know that this is nothing to him. It is because the feelings are not moving, but the wind letter is still pulling. Thanks to the slightest effort, the little soldier was brought up, and the two men landed on the city tower. Thanks to the man, "Who are you under the soldiers, how can you hide here?"
The soldier had a bandage on his hand and his head. The bandage was still immersed in a little blood. It seemed to be very painful. This is not surprising. In today's big battle, many soldiers were injured and wrapped up in such a way. But he kept hiding in the shadows and it was suspicious. Admire the feelings: "Don't be the spy of the Yongan people, grab it and review it."
Xie pity also has this suspicion, but the imperial city is strictly guarded, the enemy is unlikely to be mixed in, unless it is Lang Ying, and this small soldier is clearly a half-large child. At this time, the wind letter is strange: "Your Highness, you do not remember this kid? In the day he always rushed in front of you, that is the front of the formation."
Thanks for your pity, said: "Is it?"
In the daytime, he did not pay attention to anything else. He only knew that someone had raised his sword and killed him. He attacked the sword and did not pay attention to the wind and the feelings. How could he pay attention to other soldiers?
Fengxin affirmed: "Yes. I remember this kid, he is very awkward and lives like a life."
Listening to him, thank you for looking at the young soldier. The boy stood up inexplicably and looked up, as if he was a bit stiff and seemed to be standing. Admire the feelings: "Then he shouldn't be hiding here. Who knows if he came to voyeuristic or eavesdropping?"
Although this is said, in fact, he also put aside his guard. Because the Xianle Army vigorously advocated the so-called "God of Heaven, the fate of the destiny", many young people joined the army to follow the gratitude, including many such teenagers, and many of these are faithful admirers of thanksgiving. I grew up worshipping his gods and listening to the famous name of His Royal Highness. I wanted to sneak up, and I didn’t look at Wushen twice. It’s not unusual.
Thanks to pity: "Okay, a false alarm." Weng said to the young soldier, "I just scared you, sorry."
The boy did not have fear, but stood even more straight, saying: "His Royal Highness..."
Who knows, the voice has not fallen, and the change has suddenly occurred. The young soldier was not finished, and suddenly he prayed for it!
Xie pity thinks that he wants to sneak attack, the wrong body flashes, raising his hand will be a hand knife. With his power, this knife went down, and the boy was undoubtedly killed on the spot. Unexpectedly, he suddenly felt that the vest had climbed coldly, his hand slammed in the middle of the road, and his backhand intercepted a cold arrow that was shot from behind him.
It turned out that the boy rushed to him because he saw the cold light of the flying arrow in midair. Thanks for the fact that she was standing against the female wall. She was attacked behind her, and she did not fear. Instead, she jumped onto the wall and looked down. I saw a large piece of empty flat land in front of the city gate, faintly about one person independent, because he was wearing dark clothes and blended with the night, it was extremely difficult to detect. The wind letter quickly came to the side of the pity, and the bow was an arrow. But the man actually calculated the distance early, deliberately stood very far, shot an arrow, attracted to thank him, and waved his hand, did not turn around and left, very fast, the wind and arrow Already old, it is a few inches behind his feet. The wind and anger screamed at the wall, and the gray stone fell, saying: "Who is that?!"
Who else can it be? Thanks: "Lang Ying!"
The Xianle soldiers also found out that they were screaming and screaming and running around, but because they were vigilant, they did not immediately order the opening of the gates, but went to the superiors. Lang Ying took a shot and waved away. It was like a special greeting with Chee, and he frowned: "What is he doing? Demonstration?"
Fengxin anger said: "Today, Yongan was beaten, and he barely escaped from the bottom of his temple. What is good to demonstrate!"
Xie pity touched something on the cold arrow, and took it to the side of the fire. It was a piece of cloth, which seemed to be torn from a cyan robes. There was still wet blood on the cloth. When I look around, I am actually twisting and writing a "戚".
Xie pity immediately pinched the cloth and said: "What is it? Isn't it in the palace?"
Fengxin said to the soldiers on the side: "Come into the city to confirm!"
The soldiers are busy. This is indeed the corner of the robes that grace is most loved to wear. Lang Ying is also a famous god. The possibility that he is really taken away by him is not small. It is not too late, thank you: "I keep up. Take a look." Seeing the wind letter also came over, said: "You keep the city gate steady and do not move, beware of the tiger away from the mountain."
Fengxin took the bow back and said: "Why don't you bring anything?"
If Yongan does not make a big intrusion first, Xie Li does not want Xianle to take the initiative to send troops. If the grace falls into the enemy, he can bring it back alone, and if he takes a soldier to go, he will make a big move, and there will be more than one or two people who die. Now, thank you still want to keep things in the smallest scope, said: "No. They can't help me."
After that, his hand slammed down the wall and jumped down the tower, fluttering down to the ground, and quickly chased away from Lang Ying's evacuation. After a while, I listened to my footsteps and caught up. I looked back and saw the young soldier. Xie pity rushed to him: "I don't need people to help, you go back!"
The boy shook his head. Thanks again and again: "Go back!" The pace of the foot accelerated, and the boy was suddenly squatted and could not be seen.
Going out of the five or six miles and entering a hill. This mountain is not steep, it is more like a slope, so it is also called the back slope. According to the investigation, after the withdrawal of Yongan people, large forces and civilians are nestled here. The vegetation on the back is dense, and it is dark at night. The black lacquered forest is surrounded by strange sounds, as if there are countless living things lurking. Thanks for the depth of the mountain, holding the breath for a long time, suddenly saw a long human figure hanging on a tree in front, and fixed his eyes, said: "Sorry!"
It is grace. He was hanged upside down on the tree, and it seemed to give him a violent blow, fainting, nosebleeds, and his eyes were green. Xie pity pulls the sword out of the sheath, breaks the rope, catches the fallen grace, and pats his face. Looking back and waking up, when he saw him, he said loudly: "Prince cousin!"
Xie Pity is giving him a loose tie, and the vest is cold, and the long sword is backhanded. Looking back, I saw Lang Ying holding an epee in both hands and coming to him.
The two men dismantled a few tricks. After a few blessings, they shot Lang Ying’s sword. On his calf, he slammed Lang Ying. The sword tip reached his throat and ended the battle. He said: You know that you are not my opponent, don't fight."
Today, they handed over their hands on the battlefield. Anyone who rushed to thank you was killed by Xie, and only Lang Ying, who had been subjected to his sword, survived and dragged his injured body back. Anyone can see that Lang Ying is the leader of this group of Yongan people. Thanks for letting him "don't fight", meaning more than one layer.
Thanks to the pity: "As long as you do not take the initiative to commit crimes, I guarantee that the soldiers of the Imperial City will never attack you. Take water and food, leave."
Lang Ying lay on the ground and looked directly at him. The gaze looked at the bottom of the heart. He said: "His Royal Highness, do you think you are doing right?"
Thanks for a stiff look. A look at the side is shouting: "Crap! Do you know who the cousin is? He is the of heaven! He is not right, is it true that your group of treason dog thieves are right??"
Thanks and pity: "Sad, stop!"
Lang Ying asked him what he said, he could not answer. In his heart, he actually felt that what he did was wrong. However, this is the best way he can think of. If he does not protect Xianle and resist the intrusion, can he let the Yongan rebels attack once and even enter the Imperial City?
Two people rushed to him with a sword, and he could stun until the point. But the sword on the battlefield is ruthless, and he can't have the energy to stun one by one. He can't just think about it, then he swings his sword. Lang Ying asked this question, and it just evoked the voice in his heart: Do you think you are doing right?
Grace is not as entangled as he is, saying: "What did I say wrong? Cousin, since you have come, just kill this group of dog thieves! They dozen me to beat me!"
He flew in the Imperial City on weekdays, and the people who hated him were naturally numerous, and they took the opportunity to retaliate. Of course, there are also many people who hate him. Thanks for the lack of time to deal with him, to Lang Yingdao: "What do you want? To rain, Yongan will still rain. To gold, I pushed the golden image to you. To eat, I ... find a way. But Don't provoke a war again. Go find a solution together and go to the third road. OK?"
These words are thankful and unwilling to blurt out. Lang Ying may not know what is the "third way", but he did not hesitate to answer: "I don't want anything. I don't need anything. I only want it." That is, there is no more fairyland in the world. I want it to disappear."
His tone is flat, but the words are chilling. Half a sigh, thank you for your silence: "...you have to bring someone to fight, I can't stand by. You have no chance of winning. Even if the Yongan people who follow you will die, do you have to do this?"
Lang Yingdao: "Yes."
"..."
He replied so calmly, so determined, thankful that the bones of the bones creaked, but there is nothing to say. Lang Ying said in a word: "I know that you are a god. It doesn't matter. Even if you are a god, don't let me stop."
Xie Li knows that Lang Ying is true. Because of the things in his tone, thank you for being familiar with it again - that is the determination of a person who has no hesitation. When he said to Jun Wu, "Even if I want to die," the determination, and the determination of Lang Ying at the moment, is exactly the same!
Lang Ying’s remarks are tantamount to proclaiming that he will continue to call on countless Yongan people to continue their attacks and never stop. So, thank you for what you should do now, and then you can be clear.
Xie pity has always been holding a sword, and now it has been changed into two hands. As his hands trembled, he was about to stab in the throat of Lang Ying, and suddenly there was a strange noise behind him, and a sudden sneer.
There was a silent person behind him, and she was shocked and surprised. Looking back, she was wide open.
At this time, the most likely is the enemy soldiers, perhaps countless swords have been aimed at him, but did not expect that behind him, it would be such a weird person.
The man was in a white mourning, with a pale mask on his face, a half-faced face crying, half-faced smile, and weird. He sat on a tree vine hanging between two big trees. The sound of "嘎吱嘎吱" was when he swayed the tree vines back and forth, and it seemed to be swinging. He saw thankfulness and turned back, raised his hands, and slowly applauded and screamed, and sneered out from his mouth. Thanks for the inexplicable bursts of creeps, screaming: "What are you?"
He used "something" because of his intuition, this must not be a person!
At this time, Xie Pity suddenly felt that the tip of the sword was not right, and the grace shouted. Turning his head and seeing, the land in front of him was cracked into a long pit. Lang Ying, who was originally lying on the ground, was swallowed by this crack. Go in. The soil quickly closed, thanking the subconscious and stabbing into the heart. I felt that the tip of the sword was all muddy, and there was no stab in the flesh and blood. He only reacted. This sword did not kill Lang Ying, and I did not know whether it was regret or glad. At this time, the white man sneered again, thanking him for throwing a sword to him.
The sword went like lightning, and the long sword passed through the body and nailed to the tree. The man slammed into the ground. Xie pity grabbed the front to check, but only saw a group of white clothes on the ground wilting, the dressing people were gone out of thin air!
The appearance and disappearance of this person are very different. Thanks for a burst of horror, not dare to carelessly, one hand raised the sadness, said: "Go."
Grace said: "Don't go! Cousin, set fire to the mountain cousin! There are a lot of Yong'an in this mountain. Those who are sitting on the gates of the city are hiding in the mountains, giving them a fire. It’s burned!

Xie pity dragged him for a while, feeling that the yin was getting heavier and heavier. There seemed to be countless pairs of eyes looking at them. He said: "How strange is this person, you didn't see it? This place should not stay for a long time. ""
Graceful words: "What about weirdness? You are God, is this little demon still afraid of them? Dare to get in the way and kill directly."
Thanks to pity: "Go back and talk."
Seeing him perfunctory, he refused to burn the mountain, and his eyes widened. He said, "Why? This group of people has made me like this, we have to be right with us. Just now you heard it. He said that he would destroy Xianle! To destroy our country! Why don't you kill them, just like you did today on the battlefield!"
"..." Xie pity breathed a stagnation, anger said: "Why are you always thinking about killing the light and killing the light! Can civilians and soldiers be the same?"
Grace asked: "What's the difference? Not all people, who is not the same?"
Thanks for being poked at him, and a rush came up: "You...!"
At this moment, he suddenly felt ankle tight, looked down, actually there was a bloated hand from the dense bushes, and grabbed his boots!
At the same time, the front of the "squeaky" number, the tree rains and falls generally seven or eight figures, kneeling on the ground can not climb. Although it is human, it is not as good as it is, like countless large worms, slowly creeping towards this side. Grace lost the voice: "Who?!"
Thanks for a sword and a broken hand, Shen Sheng said: "Not a person, is a slave!"
Once upon a time, thank you have never heard of any such thing on the mountain near the Imperial City. Even if there are any monsters and ghosts, they will soon be leveled by the emperors. Then, this group of slaves is only possible. Who was deliberately put here?
Xie pity did not expect that this war, there will be non-human things involved. Looking back at all kinds of clues, he increasingly felt that the other party and Lang Ying were a group of people, and they robbed him of his grace. He just wanted to lead him out, but he couldn’t care about it at this time. Every time he swings his sword, he can put seven or eight slaves neatly into two sections. However, once the slaves appear, they are all in droves. Sure enough, the four bushes and shrubs are ringing. Shaking more and more, more and more obscure flesh-colored human figures have climbed out, and the source is constantly pouring into the pity, and only flocking to pity. He killed ten of his swords and immediately rushed to twenty. Just as the blessings of the sword were inexhaustible, the slaves of a tree smashed the back of the pity, and threw it from the air!
Who knows, it is not close, it is cut off by a cold light. Grace did not bring weapons, naturally it is impossible for him to cut off, thank you for looking back and found that the sword is actually the young soldier!
He was prayed in front of the city gate and couldn't see the figure. He actually followed and found them. The boy took a broken sword and brushed a few times and licked a few slaves. It was useful. These things climbed and divided on one side
very sticky body
liquid, screaming and disgusting, stepping on a few feet on a slightly weaker slave, and found that this thing is not terrible, wondering : "Not so bad?"
He did not know that the slaves often appeared in conjunction with other fierce evils. Thanks for biting his lips, his right hand was stained with blood and smeared on the blade. At the end, I put the sword into the hand of Grace, and said: "You two will take this sword first! There will be no things to dare to approach you. Don't look back when you hear anything on the road. Remember, never look back!"
Grace: "Cousin! I..."
Xie pity interrupted: "There is a strong behind, if you come later, you will not be able to take care of you. It is better to go back and report!"
Grace did not speak again, took the sword and ran. The sword in his hand has been prayed for the light, and along the way, the slaves and other evils are not close, unimpeded, and disappear quickly. And the young soldier still did not leave, Grace has taken the lead to leave, Xie Li did not have the second bodyguard sword to him, only Yi Jian for the palm, and even bombing, plus the boy also worked hard to cooperate, a musk After that, all the slaves were finally cleared.
Mud and corpses in one place, endless. After confirming that there was no omission of a slave, he thanked him for his calmness and turned around. He said to the boy: "Your sword makes it good."
The boy clenched the sword and was still slightly gasping. He stood up again and said, "Yes, yes."
Thanks to pity: "I am not ordering. What do you say to me? When I ordered you to go back, why didn't you say 'yes'?"
That boy said: "Yes." It was strange when I finished talking, and stood even more straight. Xie pity shook his head, thought about it, suddenly took a corner of his mouth, said: "However, you are more suitable to use a knife."