Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 59 059: Assistance is here

   Zhai Le secretly observed the battle situation.

  Bend the bow and set the arrow, and shoot the enemies who sneak up on the "thief".

   Dodging to the "thief" side, he kindly offered his hand and rescued him from the siege. The "thief" was covered in blood, and he didn't know how long he had fought hard before they came.

   He was holding on completely by a will.

  The handle of the knife fell out of his hand, and he was paralyzed on the ground: "Thank you, little friend..."

   "Thank you, forget it, just change your mind in the future."

  Because he helped the "thief", Zhai Le became a thorn in the eyes of many enemies. Looking at the waves of enemies who came besieging him, no matter how nervous he was, he realized that something was wrong. Ask the "thief": "Who are these people? Which family's dead men?"

  But what he wants to ask more is—what exactly did this "thief" guy steal to provoke such a pursuit?

  The "thief" didn't answer his question, but gritted his teeth and raised his knife to kill the enemy. Seeing that the communication was not smooth, Zhai Le had to sigh and accompany him.

  I couldn’t help muttering in my heart——

  Brother Shen, he and the "thief", the three of them are brave and have a heart, no matter how you look at it, it is Brother Shen who can assist to maximize the chance of winning...

   "Scattered!"

   Just when Zhai Le was shooting an arrow and wondering if his elder brother would fall from the sky, the scene suddenly changed!

  Countless black and white characters surged like waves, covering the entire village in an instant, forming a huge crisscross black and white chessboard.

  Zhai Le yelled ecstatically: "Brother, you are finally here!"

  The visitor did not respond.

   Did not see the person, but heard the voice. He calmly said: "Since you are wise and wise, you can protect yourself, and you will be slack all night long, so you can serve one person!"

  【Be wise and protect yourself】!

  The black and white two-color literary energy surged up and intertwined into a cocoon, protecting the most seriously injured "thief", even though the enemy's blade slashed randomly, he remained motionless. Followed by Shen Tang, and finally Zhai Le. Because of this detail, you don't need to turn your head to know that it's not brother.

  The flames soared into the sky, weapons collided, and blood spattered.

  The literati in Confucian shirt looked dignified, watching the chaotic battle below with cold eyes, completely unaware of how the fight started.

   However, this is not important anymore.

  Looking at the crooked corpse lying on the ground, Qishan knows that the matter will not end, and the current plan can only kill all the enemies present-compared to the living people with many changes, the dead can keep their mouths shut! He turned his eyes to Shen Xiaolang who was fighting with the strong man with the Yanling knife again, and finally there was a ripple on his calm face.

   This drunk is really crazy!

   It’s okay to drink lightly, but the wine quality is still so bad!

  Qishan despises it, but the mess still needs to be cleaned up. The Wenxin monogram on his waist flashed, and he opened his lips lightly.

   "Half-hearted."

  As soon as the spirit of words came out, Qishan's feet surged up two **** of literary energy like thick flowing water, one black and the other white.

  With just one breath, the literary spirit stretches to the height of a person, and finally turns into two "people" who are exactly the same as Qishan.

   Three people and three hearts, one person is responsible for one party.

  Distraction and multi-use is a relatively advanced speech spirit belonging to Wenxinmou. The speech spirit of praying for goodness can not only turn one into three, but also double the growth of literary energy in a short period of time. This is determined to keep all these people below, not a single one will be left alive!

  Yan Ling Saber Warrior: "..."

  He spent a lot of effort and ran thousands of miles to chase and kill him. He thought he had finally driven the target to death and carried out the final work of collecting the net. Unexpectedly, someone jumped out one after another to disrupt the situation. Although the sword-wielding young man who ran up first was a literary scholar, this guy was only interested in fighting, and had no intention of supporting his partner at all. The second black-clothed boy's archery skills are amazing, but after all, he is still young, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

The third-

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  TM is full of murderous intent as soon as it comes, and wants to kill it!

  Three people teamed up and a seriously injured ninth-class fifth doctor... No matter how you look at it, it is impossible to keep the target.

   He gritted his teeth, and looked angrily at the "thief" who was guarded by Zhai Le. The blood in his heart almost suffocated him to death.

  What is the difference between sowing and fertilizing the farmland, and waiting for the harvest season to be wiped out by bandits?

  I sow the seeds, and fertilize by myself.

   As a result, picking fruit has nothing to do with Lao Tzu!

  Heaven and man were at war in their hearts, and finally made the decision to retreat with great reluctance—it’s not too late for a gentleman to take revenge! Go back and settle accounts with these people! Qishan discovered his intention at the first time, and blocked his way with a city wall made of culture.

  The strong man with the Yanling sword didn't even look at it, and swung his sword to split.

  Qi Shan had a sneer on his lips. Of course, he knew that this kind of city wall with no military bonus was very fragile, but it was enough to delay the goal for a while. Sure enough, the drunk with the sword came over in minutes, leaped forward, and pointed the sword directly at the door.

   A riding hook and sickle.

  A foot combat longsword.

   No matter how you look at it, Shen Tang is at a disadvantage.

   But he couldn’t stand it. Shen Tang was more flexible than a monkey, jumping up and down, and had unlimited energy. However, the advantage of the Yanling sword warrior turned into a disadvantage. His movement was not as flexible as Shen Tang, and his offense and defense were severely restricted. In the end, the strong man of Yanling Saber was really irritated.

   Made an action that everyone is familiar with except for Shen Tang——activated the courage, and sacrificed the tiger talisman hanging from his waist!

  The crimson aura was like a roaring beast, rushing straight to the silver platform, and the arrogance once overwhelmed the surging black and white literary aura.

  When Zhai Le saw this posture, he secretly thought "it's not good".

   Seeing that Shen Tang didn't turn back and retreated, but actually wanted to attack, Qi Shan immediately became anxious. It is impossible to expect Mr. Shen Xiaolang to "communicate with each other" with himself, and he is going to forcibly transfer people away.

   All of this happened in a flash.

  After the crimson aura soared into the sky, it scattered everywhere like raindrops, turning into soldiers all in red and wearing red rattan armor. At first glance, there were three or four hundred soldiers. The eighth-class public vehicle, the Wudanhu Talisman can drive four hundred soldiers. In layman's terms, it means shaking people and shaking four hundred little brothers.

   And Shen Tang—

   Just rushed into the middle of four hundred people.

   She is under siege.

  Seeing that the situation is not good, Qishan prepares to "transfer flowers and trees" to transfer Shen Tang out to relieve the pressure, but the situation changes again.

  The bow-wielding youth in black also sacrificed the Tiger Talisman—

  The seventh-class public officials can control three hundred and five soldiers.

  As the black qi fell to the ground and turned into black-armored soldiers, Zhai Le ordered them to fight the red-armored soldiers with the Tiger Talisman.

   Dozens of people fight, and thousands of people fight abruptly!

  The pressure on Shen Tang's side dropped sharply, and he moved his eyes.

  Human heads are still the most valuable for Yanling Dao warriors.

  She made a mistake with her foot, holding the sword and meditating silently.

   "A thousand miles never stays behind."

  The sword shadows are dense and intertwined into a net.

  Walking in the courtyard, he usually went towards the direction of the strong man with the Yanling knife, and afterimages passed by along the road, the red armored soldiers all cut off their heads with a sword.

  Pray for kindness: "Don't chase after the poor!"

  Shen Tang didn't care: "I will chase after him! Chase his grandma's house!"

  Pray for goodness: "..."

   "The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like..."

  Shen Tang did not hesitate to extract the literary energy in Danfu Wenxin, and urged Yanling to catch up, but after half a sentence, only half of Danfu was left empty in an instant. A strong sense of powerlessness spread throughout his body, the long sword dissipated, his legs softened, and he fell to the ground with a snap.

  She is sober.

   (#^.^#)

   This chapter has already hinted at the treasure Tang Mei chased after drunk.

   A "thief" is a ninth-class doctor, you understand.

   PS: Tangmei drinks a cup, and when she gets drunk, she will unlock a magical positioning function, which is also related to her background identity.

  (end of this chapter)