Vol 2 Chapter 949: I'm coming……

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"Save her, save her!"
"No matter who you are, a fairy or a devil, as long as you can save her, I am willing to give everything I have."
"Help her, please help her!"
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The vague and clear muttering sounded constantly in the depths of the soul, and the meaning of humility and pleading was extremely strong.
Uncontrollably, let him wake up spontaneously from the tingling of the soul.
In a trance, he tried his best to condense his spirits, recalling everything that happened, mainly to accept the obscure memories that suddenly appeared in his soul.
It was the language of a strange world, some characters, some martial arts, some scattered human geography.
The most is a plea, entanglement without a name, code-named "Ma XIII".
‘I’m dead, I’m dead in the explosion of the sun...’
‘No, I’m not dead...’
‘I am, Murongcheng! ’
As lightning pierced the soul, Mu Longcheng's spirit was shaken, regardless of the murmurs from his soul.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes.
Rumble!
The sound of billowing thunder blasted above the earth, and the light of lightning pierced through the heavens, illuminating the gloomy rain curtain.
Thunder, lightning, heavy rain, cold temperatures, dumped alien cars, blood-stained mud, a corpse...
The sound of killing not far away, and the collision of swords one after another, the sound of gold and iron.
Everything fell into the heart, captured by him one by one, and then refined into more subtle messages.
The year the vegetation grew, the substance contained in the rain, and even the strength contained in the sound of the collision of gold and iron...
Click!
The raindrops slapped on the leaves, tumbled and fell into the pile of dead bodies soaked in blood, dripping into the corner of Mu Longcheng's eyes.
He didn't blink, letting the rain run over the corner of his eyes, his slippery palm lifted up, overturned the cold corpse on his side, and covered the hideous knife mark on his left chest.
"The long-lost pain..."
Turned over and sat up, looking at everything hazy in the rain curtain, even if it was the collision of swords, the slaying and cursing, and the sound of torn limbs, he was so intoxicated.
"Why, I am so happy? Because of the new life? No, it's not just this..."
Mu Longcheng muttered in his heart, but it did not prevent him from accepting the memory in his mind.
Dayong Dynasty is the name of the kingdom he is in at this time.
This is a country similar to Xuan Xing in the ancient Zhou Dynasty. The emperor ruled by hanging down the arch. Eighty-four thousand officials or princes or kings of the frontiers were entrusted, and the lands were divided.
Eighty thousand princes may be large or small, the small ones are tens of millions, the people are billions, and the big ones dominate the prefectures, and the area is thousands of times larger than the former.
The emperor of the past dynasties has been standing high in the city of God, overlooking the people of the world, for more than 700,000 years!
The original owner of this body was the little horseman at the mansion of a little prince of the Dayong Dynasty, the "Chen Hou".
Code-named "Ma XIII", it specializes in caring for a white jade dragon horse that can travel thousands of miles a day.
"Long Ju..."
Mou Longcheng looked east, where the fighting was the most intense.
Many people in black brandished their swords and slashed their guards, and slammed into a luxurious carriage ride on a white horse with high shoulders and a cold stream.
"Save her, save her!"
Just as Mu Longcheng looked at the chariot, strong thoughts, humility, pleading, and even threats came from the depths of his soul.
This is an obsession that the original owner never dissipated.
The servant groom, code-named "Ma Shisan", has a deep admiration for the Miss Chen Hou Shisan in the chariot.
The original owner's obsession is very deep, entangled in the whole body, extremely strong request, urging him to guard the Thirteenth Miss who he has actually seen so many times.
"The human heart is subtle, and you have an admiration for the'master' who lashes and scolds yourself at will? No, it's doglike."
Mu Longcheng chewed the memory of the original owner in his heart, thoughtfully.
He didn't care about the obsession of the original owner, but was curious about how the royal family of the Dayong Dynasty suppressed the princes of the world for 800,000 years.
In the pitiful memory of the original owner, there are traces of true ‘God’s and Demons’.
In fact, the thirteen princesses and her younger brother seemed to be going to the true God and Demons sect ‘Xuanduzong’.
So, these men in black...
boom!
When Mu Longcheng thought about it, the battle situation not far away changed again.
In the chariot, a thin and small figure lifted the curtain, and while the surrounding rain was flying with a low drink and shaking, a handleless broken sword already swept across the rain curtain.
Immediately screamed and took off with the stumped limbs, and the sprayed blood danced with the heavy rain.
Before and after an instant, the many people in black who came from the siege have retreated, dead and wounded.
"Besiege Chen Hou's chariot in the mansion, I'm afraid I don't have the courage just by waiting."
A thin old man stood on the back of the white horse with his hand in his hand, and the eyes of the vulture swept over the surprised black man, and said lightly:
"Don't hide your friends over there, come out!"
"Hahaha!"
The sound moved in all directions, the rain curtain forest was trembling, a majestic figure like a mountain stepped through the rain curtain, and pressed against the thin old man with the momentum of the mountain dumping:
"I'm out, what about you old dog?"
call!
The invisible aura came across, and the pouring rain was suppressed silently for a while, and the cold air filled the fields, causing everyone to shake their teeth.
"Mountain Bow?!"
Seeing those who came, the old man's complexion suddenly sank, and a look of jealousy flashed through his eyes: "How dare you be an enemy of my Chen Mansion?!"
The old man's heart sank.
This mountain bow was a thief with the name of Chen Guo, and his methods were brutal and ruthless, and he did not know how many people were killed.
"Don't say it's you old dog, it was Chen Ba who came first, so what can I do?"
Shan Gong sneered and raised his hand:
"Look at your Wind Thunder Sword, Chen Baxian's kind of hotness!"
Beng Beng Beng Beng~~~
Almost at the same time that Shan Gong raised his hand, there was a sound of thunderbolt exploding in the rain.
Immediately, a series of bright or dark arrows have whizzed with the harsh sound of the sonic boom.
"you dare!"
The old man's eyes opened in anger, and the flying sword hanging behind him suddenly trembled, and he had already drawn out the silver pistols, slashing towards the rain of arrows coming from all directions.
Zheng Zheng Zheng~
As far as the sword light came, all the arrows were cut down.
But the old man's complexion changed drastically, and after several waves of arrows, his complexion was pale:
"There is a archer?!"
"Only this means?"
Seeing the old man's sword light slowing down, Shan Gong took a step forward with a sneer, and roared thunderously as countless muddy water splashed around:
"kill!"
boom!
A roar was like a shock.
In an instant, the surrounding trees and even the rain curtain were cut off by invisible sound waves.
The flying sword trembled.
"not good!"
The old man's eyes were torn apart, and at the same time he swept forward, he set off a violent wave of anger and drove the white horse and the carriage tens of feet away:
"Little Lord, run away!"
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"No, no, save her, save her!"
It seems that something has been sensed, the roar deep in the soul of Mu Longcheng is even more mad, and it seems that he has a posture of regaining control of this body.
This kind of action finally made Mu Longcheng woke up from his meditation, and he glanced at the battle that was about to end in the distance.
He reprimanded softly: "Noisy!"
The sound moved the heart, Mu Longcheng's heart fluctuated for only a moment, and the obsession in the depths of his soul seemed to be hit hard, and he let out a scream.
"Do not!"
Perseverance tremblingly appeared in front of Mu Longcheng's eyes, his face was pale, and he wailed and kowtowed: "You want to take everything away, just ask you to save her...
Kill them all, kill them all! "
"Sad..."
Mu Longcheng sighed faintly, rising from the rain curtain, his body just shook, and the muddy water and wind chill was shaken away.
"Ok?!"
The mountain bow that had just hammered the old man into the air shook his heart with a single blow. When he turned his head suddenly, he saw a young man with a coarse cloth walking towards the battlefield among the stumps of blood and water.
"Who is that? The groom?"
The old man who was coughing up blood and staggered by a blown hammer saw this scene, and his eyes were incredible.
"Slaves? Guards?"
At the same time that Shan Gong's thoughts flashed, the ambushing men had already shot an arrow, and wanted to shoot it together with the previous guards.
But in the next moment, his expression was frozen.
The arrow rain that was strong enough to tear the air and penetrate ten layers of iron armor was actually near the side of the servant-like young man.
Suddenly still!
"how come?"
As soon as Shan Gong's thoughts turned, he saw a pair of calm and cold eyes.
"All come out."
He heard what the young man said, and then he found many dead men who only listened to his orders. Com came out obediently silently!
Then, hold the bow, shoot the arrow, open the bow to the full moon, and shoot in series!
Beng Beng Beng!
Accompanied by a scream, all the people in black were shot and killed on the spot except for the mountain bow that was stunned in the same place!
Immediately, in the incredible eyes of the old man, the man behind the carriage curtain, those archers with bows and arrows.
After shooting all the people in black, he wrapped the bow around his neck, pulled it full, and released it.
Pouch!
Blood springs rose into the sky one after another, dyed red with large patches of rain, shockingly shocking.
"you you…"
The mountain bow is like thunder.
Looking at the young man who came by the wind and rain, he wanted to escape frantically, but he could only watch his palms lift up.
Slowly and heavily, he smashed his head into the chest cavity in just one click!
"You, are you a groom?"
Only then did the old man come back to his senses, but he still didn't remember the name of the young man. He smiled reluctantly, and just as he was about to say something, he heard a sound of ‘sand’ in his ear.
Immediately, the scenery in front of him flew, and in the last aftermath, he saw his straight headless body standing.
‘I was beheaded by my flying sword? ’
The last thought flashed, and everything fell into absolute darkness.
"no no!"
Seeing the old man's death, the original owner's obsession seemed to realize something, and he suddenly became mad.
"No, you can't, you can't!"
call!
Mu Longcheng gently raised his hand, and the handleless flying sword hovered above his palm.
"No way?"
He raised his head and glanced at the gradually dissipating dark clouds, and then shook his hand, the flying sword pierced through the air, and the old woman who had just lifted the curtain of the car with a face full of consternation,
And the delicate girl with fear on her face runs through:
"What is your love, hatred and enmity to me?"