Vol 3 Chapter 505: Meet on the narrow road

Uh ... rustle, rustle ...
A small piece of dense forest broke into it with a blurry figure, without any pause, and quickly walked on the dry branches and rotten leaves. However, after about three minutes of running, I stepped on the ground and crashed into a bush.
Although it happened suddenly, I can see that this man is very good. He made a few subconscious moves in the air to avoid most of the needles on the bushes.
And at this moment, before the person got up, the starting light was dimly lighted not far away, and chaotic footsteps came along.
Stomp ... "Oh, man?"
"You just saw ..."
"She's injured, she can't run far, it must be nearby ... you go there, you take someone there, and the rest follow me ..."
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The sound of chaotic footsteps gradually drifted away, and the burly figure of more than a hundred roads soon disappeared, and the area also dim, and the night shrouded again. Alas,
"Snoring ... snoring ..."
Suddenly a big gasp sounded, urgent and hurried, like a wild wolf that was badly injured. From this voice, it can be heard that this person is not in a good state, but Rao is so. After breathing more than ten times, this voice is forcibly suppressed.
Immediately, the grass stalks turned, and the figure stood up from the bushes, looking around, his chest undulating. He didn't seem to be aware of the danger. He lifted his feet across the bushes, took a few steps, and sat down slowly against the old tree.
"Huh ... huh ..." A slight gasp sounded again, looking up, slowly adjusting his breathing.
The moonlight is as cool as water, but the night is boundless. However, wearing dense branches, always cast a few moonlight spots, reflecting the person's face on his back, and seeing the scabs scattered, sweat and blood faintly visible, although the image is quite embarrassing, but it is difficult to hide its unique perseverance. It is Xia Wei'an undoubtedly.
Slightly tilted, Xia Wei'an raised the back of his hand, slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked down at the more than ten injuries under the armor of the broken grace. He couldn't help but faint ... How long hasn't he been so embarrassed?
It seems to be a long time. The last time I was so embarrassed should have been five or six years ago. At that time, it seemed that I met a dozen cult masters in a narrow way. At last, I killed a few people and seriously wounded the breakout. Then I turned around to fight each other until the companion died Come late ... can't remember. However, when I was a kid, I was often injured in the Knight Training Hall. As a result, all the healing priests knew themselves in the end, haha ​​...
Thinking of funny things as a child, Xia Wei'an couldn't help but raise her mouth and smiled slightly.
At that time, his own talent was outstanding, and he had a near-natural fit for the sacred Doomang, so he was known as a martial genius who had never encountered a hundred years in the Temple of Light. Thinking about it, carrying such glory, it is no wonder that the friends of the training hall at the same time were unwilling to be with them. Whenever they played against each other, they would join together to confront themselves. Although they could win each time, they also suffered from injuries. ...
At that time, his own character was still very stubborn. When he saw that no one was willing to associate, he was even more unwilling to contact others. The last one kept practicing his marksmanship in a remote place. Occasionally, when they are seen by some people, they will praise them, but passed to the ears of the little friends, and they don't like themselves ...
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"Bee ..." Take a deep breath, then spit out slowly. Xia Wei'an shook his head, dispelling the increasingly divergent thinking in his head, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Oh, it seems that this time is really dead. There will always be something I think ..."
Condensed, Xia Wei'an's eyes regained her fortitude, and she began to consider her current situation.
First of all, the sacred vindictive spirit is almost exhausted, and it is not even possible to put guns on the outside. Basically, there is no need to consider the possibility of surviving. The number of barbarians is too large, and it can't be killed at all. In this way, you can support at most one more hour. You should not see the morning sun. No, the situation seems to have changed a bit, it will be enough for half an hour ...
Thinking of this, Xia Wei'an could not help shaking his head slightly.
About two hours ago, the barbarian chasing team that had been chaotic before suddenly became very organized. Unconsciously, Xia Wei'an realized that her escape space was constantly being compressed, and no matter where she fled, she would see barbarians.
For example now, if it was temporarily rid of before, Xia Wei'an can rest for at least ten minutes, but now often less than five minutes, a barbarian team will come to hunt, forcing her to break out again ... This situation on all sides, straight Let Xia Wei'an give birth to the illusion that there seems to be a pair of invisible hands around her, and continue to drive her towards a dead end, resisting!
Tightening Yu Wen's spear in his hand, Xia Wei'an knew in his mind that a commanding master was apparently in the barbarian team, but he was not good at hiding ... eh? hide? I don't know if that guy died ...
Obviously, Xia Wei'an thought of Tang En. After breaking out from the siege of the barbarians in the afternoon, Xia Wei'an was too diligent to take care of him, so it was impossible for him to hunt down Tang En, so by this time, she had never even seen Tang En again.
"Probably not dead ... he is proficient in hiding, and his speed is extremely fast, coupled with a sly and cunning personality ... well, I have not died so far, and he will certainly not die." Inferred this, Xia Wei'an The look was inevitably depressed. It took more than half a month to chase down and kill thousands of miles. However, he still failed to it down by himself. Even in the end, he might die earlier than the other party. What a shame!
He sighed and shook his head. "Just stop. According to the current situation, even if he immediately rises to the air level, he cannot escape, after all, he is going to die here ... so, it's all right!"
A few thoughts drifted by, Xia Wei'an had rested for about five minutes, knowing that the chase was ready to go at any time, grabbed a spear and held the trunk slowly to get up.
Instead of immediately choosing to stay away from this place, he reached out and touched the flame lance, muttering to himself: "Let me stay with you for more than ten years, and never give up. Send me the last trip today."
Naturally, this is not to commit suicide immediately. Xia Wei'an has a strong personality, but she will not have any negative emotions such as compromise and abandonment if she has a breath. It's just that the woman on the battlefield does have many natural disadvantages, not to mention she is still the Knight Flower of the Bright Temple. In order not to suffer the possible insult, it is natural and helpless to commit suicide with a portable blade at the last moment.
A few steps to the largest spot of Yuehua next to him, lowered his head and closed his eyes, stretched out his hands and touched his forehead, shoulders, etc. a few times, and finally put his fingers on his chest in a fist shape. This is the unique praying gesture of the Temple of Light. With thousands of smooth movements, it has a unique beauty.
The moonlight green is like a wash, dark but not dark. The dense forest is silent and silent, but Si Jing is not dead. Prayer-like Xia Wei'an was in the midst of a godly look, with unspeakable harmony and holiness!
At this moment, as the ears moved, his eyes opened and he turned his head, the footsteps were coming from outside the jungle. Here ... Take a deep breath, Xia Wei'an grabs a spear and runs to the left. But before taking a few steps, his body suddenly stopped.
A few dozen meters ahead, a figure ran silently like a gallop. Even when Xia Wei'an stopped, the man paused, tilted his head, and looked at each other.
"Uh ... Don! Um!" Xia Wei'an didn't expect to run into each other at this time. After a moment's fuss, the intention of killing broke out!
On the other side, Tang En seemed to have just met Xia Wei'an, looked up and down with strange eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a wicked smile: "Oh, good night, beautiful lady."
"Eh?" Familiar tone, familiar ... Um, the title should be undoubtedly Tang En. But Xia Wei'an looked a little strange to Tang En right now, and couldn't say anything weird. She just felt like the other party seemed to be a bit more wicked ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The scene suddenly became stalemate, Tang En didn't make any action Here, Xia Wei'an continued to be looked up and down, and his mouth made a gurgling sound from time to time.
This is undoubtedly a bit frivolous. If it was normal, Xia Wei'an would have been shot in a long time. But she did not respond immediately, because just now she suddenly realized a problem, her fighting strength was almost exhausted, and her combat effectiveness was greatly reduced. But the guy in front of him looked relaxed and apparent. How should this fight?
Of course, Xia Wei'an is Xia Wei'an after all. Having such an opportunity before dying, she would never give up even if the success rate was only one thousandth. A little stunned, he will immediately attack with a gun. But at this time,
Wow ...
In the messy footsteps, hundreds of barbarians appeared in the middle of the two, and when Xia Wei'an was in front of her, she could not help but shout in excitement, and suddenly found Tang En on the other side. Looking at the signature coat, the barbarians could not help Taking a sip of cold air, I was on the spot ...
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