Chapter 19： What makes it special

"How do you feel?" You Wuming's eyes fluttered a little, and diverted the topic of beauty.

"Hands are sore." Sang complained far away and honestly. "The knife is too heavy for me."

"Go back and get you a good one."

You Wuming turned his head slowly and glanced at Han Shaolin.

Han Shaoling only felt that every hair was uncomfortable. He took a deep breath and said: "Tonight will begin to "regain tide". Since "regain tide", at least five hours will be required. You and I must work hard to be concentric ."

Sang pressed his lips gently away. At this time, it was almost exactly enough for Sangzhou King to arrive.

However, even if the King of Sangzhou arrived and opened the gate of the Inner Great Wall, the Second Army of Youhan could not withstand the pressure of "resurgence" and "Tailing" and return to the Inner Great Wall through the buffer zone of more than ten miles.

Still have to brace the past here.

Everyone realizes how tragic this battle will be.

Han Shaoling's face was slightly distorted: "Sangzhou will not be destroyed, never give up!"

"Oh," You Wuming laughed, "you're destined to go out and say this ruthlessly."

Han Shaoling put away the shadowy bird of prey, raised the silver halberd in his hand, and smiled at Youyou, "Come on, you and I play!"

"Okay." Youyou responded lazily, suddenly like a black bolt of lightning, backhanded out the sword and cut Han Shaoling straight.

"clang--"

The knife and the halberd collided, and the two most outstanding young kings in the cloud realm came to shoulder, smiling ‘hey’ at each other, and then swayed in two different directions respectively, and began to reap the lives of Hades.

Even if Sang is far from 10,000 and cannot look at Han Shaoling, he has to admit that this man is extremely domineering and charming on the battlefield.

I saw the silver gleam flashing, the halberd danced to the extreme sound of "Qing", all the demons fell like wheat cutting, and the blood stained the handsome and resolute face.

She wondered, in fact, for such a king, women will always be a pastime in their leisure time. The perfect ending in the book is nothing more than a dream that you have defeated all women, monopolizing Han Shaoling's harem and accompany him on the road to the top.

What does this mean.

Say Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

A woman rubbed carefully to Sang Yuan.

She was pitiful, delicate and weak.

Dream free.

Sang stared at the hostess from afar.

Although she knew that Mengwuyou was not the kind of vicious woman in white lotus skin, but in such a dangerous battlefield, there was such a towed oil bottle hanging around and screaming in silence, it was absolutely dead.

She has no worries and aura of immortality, but she does not. Weak protection is strong? This makes no sense.

So Sang drove the knife in front of him far away, forbidding dreams to approach without worry.

"Don't come." She threatened lowly, "Dare to get close again and cut you with a knife."

Anyway, everyone knew she was a lunatic, and she didn't need to behave normally.

Meng Wuyou took two steps back in shock: "You... how are you!"

Sang took a pick from the edge of the knife, pushing her farther.

Tears quickly spilled into his dream-free big eyes: "How can people like Han Shaoling like this... He clearly said that he likes gentle and kind women the most..."

"Who wants him to like it." Sang waved the knife in his hand, "Go away."

Meng Wuyou covered her mouth, shocked infinitely.

"Here, only two of us are girls. Why can't we care for each other? Why do you want to mix with so many men?"

These muscular soldiers gave her tremendous pressure. She was like a little white rabbit who strayed into the wolves and could not wait to hug the other little white rabbit.

As soon as this remark came out, the people who had just fought side by side with Sang suddenly showed disdain.

A strong man gritted his blood-stained teeth and scorned: "Demon will not care if you have two more **** of meat in front of you, little girl!"

Mengwuyou seemed to be insulted by Tianda. She shook her head in disbelief and kept going back.

Sang couldn't help but laughed.

In such a battlefield, where is there any gender difference! Although the soldier's words are crude, they are rough. It's better to kill a few more demons with that tricky work!

Mu Lingyun repaired the sore muscles, and she quickly took a rest, carrying the knife without her hand, and then returned to the first front again.

Despite her low training, she has practiced dance and martial arts before. Her figure is particularly flexible and she is small. It is most suitable for the soldiers to check for vacancies.

With her assistance, the pressure can be reduced a lot, plus she is a wood-based practitioner, when she is doing her best, there will naturally be some wood spirits around her, these spirits are full of vitality, and they are thirsty on the battlefield. For tired soldiers, the comfort level is no less than a drizzle of rain on the desert traveler's face.

Sang has become the most popular teenager on the front line.

Han Shaoling turned to her more and more frequently.

How could there be... such a charming woman? Xishi is seen in the eyes of the lover, Han Shaoling at the moment, seeing Mulberry is so lovely everywhere.

Meng Wuyou noticed Qing Lang's eyes, and her heart was even more painful. She stopped a Hanzhou soldier and asked for weapons from the other party.

She... she can too!

The soldier reluctantly handed her the long sword in her hand.

"Ah! It's heavy!"

The long sword fell to the ground.

When the soldier saw that she couldn't even get her sword, she didn't have time to grind it with her, and immediately picked up the heavy sword and rushed forward.

Meng Wuyou squatted on the ground, crying with her knees in her arms.

"Ooooooo...I'm so useless! Why am I so useless! Why can't I do such a simple thing...Ooooo...Who will teach me what to do..."

Her crying attracted a demons lying under the black iron defense. It quietly sneaked into her, suddenly pulled out her long tongue and curled her ankle!

"Ahhhhhh!" Dreamless screaming tears.

The barb pierced into the flesh, and the nearby soldier hurried back to cut off the tongue of Wraith for her. Unexpectedly, another Wraith protruded out of the tongue, hooking the soldier's neck.

The barb pierced into the blood vessel and airway, the soldier's eyes bulged, his mouth widened in despair, and blood burst into his mouth.

The magic tongue was severed and the soldier fell.

Meng Wuyou was dumbfounded for a while, and fell on the soldier's still twitching body, shaking him constantly.

"Don't die! Don't die! I beg you, come, save him, save him!"

She didn't care about her still bleeding ankles.

Sang Yuan noticed this scene naturally.

She is a little farther away from dreaming.

Like this kind of daughter-in-law who is favored by heaven, for others, it is a catastrophe star-friendly to her, she must be dragged down by her; if you want to kill her, it will be even worse, look at the countless cannon fodder in history We will know the end.

The best thing is to stay away from each other.

The knife in her hand rolled the blade, and she was about to find another one. When she saw You Wuming gliding like a **** butterfly, she handed her a slightly smaller sword.

"Don't die," he threatened. "If you dare to die and destroy Sangzhou, I will take the lead."

"Don't destroy Sangzhou!" Sang gasped far, leaning his hands on his knees and staring at him.

You Wuming smiled happily: "If you don't die."

"It's a word!" Sang took the sword from afar, opened his hand, and turned back to the battlefield.

He stood there, with a smile on his lips that he had never found.

"Yu Wuming!" Han Shaolin's cry came from afar, "You are going to lose!"

You Wuming lowered her head and smiled in a shadow.

In order to find her a suitable weapon, he really delayed a lot of effort.

His eyes slanted, his eyes fluttered toward Han Shaoling, all looked at him.

"Then I started to be serious."

...

Night fell.

The spear provoked a cold flame lamp, and the city walls were pale.

Although Cold Flame will attract more demons around, the casualties of touching the black combat will be even more amazing.

The two evils have the right to take the light, anyway, guarding the pass, there are so many demons that can fight to the front. As long as they are not allowed to cross the black iron defenses, there will be no big mess.

The real crisis was during the'resurgence'.

The rebellion that occupied the inner Great Wall did not stop the Wraith. He preserved his strength and was determined to put Han Shaoling and Youyou to death.

The front wave of the Wraith has crossed the inner Great Wall and rushed into the interior. Although they will be wiped out sooner or later, before that, they must bring tremendous catastrophe to inland creatures.

This matter has no turning point.

The time comes.

The silver moon hanging above the dark abyss gradually became a red moon.

The "Tail" ended, and the "resurgence" began.

On the buffer zone between the inner and outer Great Wall, the Wraiths turned their heads and pounced on the Wings.

Although Sang Yuan was unable to see the whole picture of the Great Wall, the sudden surge of pressure made her understand the current situation.

Originally it was just the pressure on Lin Yuan's side. At this moment, the roaring sounds were heard from both walls at the same time. The demon covered the sky and covered the sky. Between the sky and the earth, it seemed that the air was no longer there.

Although there are Yuming and Han Shaoling leading the top strong men to fill the leaks, there are still two black iron defenses that have been squeezed out. The ghosts find the gap and rushed towards the leak like crazy.

The situation is extremely dangerous! As long as the demon rushed in, it was all over.

A dark awn flashed in the eyes of Youmu.

After a moment of stagnation, he and Han Shaoling spoke in unison.

"Full beast."

There are tens of thousands of cloud beasts above the city walls.

They have claws and fangs, as well as strong physique.

Making them rush out of the city walls and fight them out against the tide of underworld will greatly relieve the pressure on the city walls.

The clouds between the beast and the rider day and night, the relationship is as close as brothers.

After a military order, countless soldiers burst into tears.

Looking at this scene, Sang Yuan's heart also grabbed.

Turning her eyes, she was shocked to find that short life was also following the herd, preparing to jump out of the gap.

"Yu Wuming!" She couldn't help running to his side, "Should you also go short-lived?!"

The corners of his lips were raised, and there was no smile in his black eyes.

"It's also a beast among clouds, what makes it special."

Sang could not help covering his mouth.

It's special, it runs so fast, it's so human, it...

But in the face of a pair of grief-stricken eyes, she couldn't say a word and knew it was useless.

Short-lived leap forward and jumped off the city wall.

"Come back, come back..." She blinked hard, not letting the tears fall.

You Wuming looked down at her expression, her eyes flashing a dark man who didn't understand.

The cloud beast and the Wraith of Wraith were wrapped together and rushed towards the Abyss.

Everyone couldn't bear to look at it, hanging their heads, rebuilding the defense line with their hands and feet, pursing their lips with their heads, and killing the monsters in front of them frantically.

The sacrifice of the Yunjian Beast exchanged peace for nearly an hour.

Soon, the line of defense was urgent again!

All the defenders were exhausted, and the whole line collapsed.