Chapter 522

As usual, Cao Hongchang is a killing machine.

He was wearing a simple armor with blood all over it, but I'm afraid it belonged to those people in gray.

Li Lanxin, who went with him, was clean and completely unlike what he had just experienced a massacre.

Lu Qing nodded. Cao Hongchang is a good. Yu Mingchuan arranged him. It's really easy to use.

As soon as the assembly here was completed, hundreds of people in gray clothes poured out of a building opposite. They were dazzled with all kinds of weapons, but they were poorly organized and somewhat messy. They were completely different from those who intercepted them on the road.

Is it a semi-finished product?

Lu Qing glanced at the public defeat Liang: "when they come, shall we go to the square?"

Lu Qing instinctively didn't want to go, especially after seeing a pool below.

"Come on, these floors won't move anymore."

It seemed that Lu Qing was aware of the rejection in his mood. Gongshuliang smiled and took the lead in taking several of his guards into the square.

Lu Qing had to wave his hand and let everyone go up together to kill all the puppets whose brains had been broken.

As soon as he ran into the square and killed several people, he heard Ye Qiu shouting behind him.

"I said fairy, Murong Yuehua rushed inside!"

Ye Qiu doesn't take part in the war, but is protected by several experts to "see the scenery". Her task is to find the means by which Chenguang Shenjun manipulates the puppet soldiers, find out the solution, and see if she can save several Jianghu people for her own use.

However, after Murong Yuehua brought it here, he not only didn't help, but also made trouble

Lu Qing also had a big head. After asking whether there was a mechanism in gongshuliang, she ran in with some of her guards.

Although the fight was in full swing outside, the people of wanjian city definitely had the upper hand. Lu qingran had no scruples. Gongshuliang naturally followed into the dark building.

There are no harmful mechanisms here, but they are still arranged according to Qimen dunjia.

If the people who go in don't understand, they can't find a place around.

However, Lu Qing went in very quickly. She didn't understand Qimen dunjia and didn't even think about it. She just followed Murong Yuehua, because Murong Yuehua was like a dog who knew the way and ran more smoothly.

I don't know how many turns Lu Qing turned. Lu Qing's head was almost dizzy. He saw Murong Yuehua suddenly rush into a room. Then he heard the sound of archery, and there was a cry, and there was no sound.

What's the rhythm?

I ran in quickly. I saw that the outside of the room was insignificant, but the space inside was not small. People were sitting on the stone benches, one by one, their eyes were dull or struggling.

Murong Yuehua's arrows are still constantly put, and people continue to die, but it's not the people tied to the stone stool.

Until her quiver was empty, Murong Yuehua stopped, pulled out a dagger from her waist and stabbed a man who had just come out of a small room on the side.

It was an old man dressed strangely. He reminded Lu Qing of Xi Wei's initial dress, like a clown. It was said that this dress was exclusive to the priests of the Huns, similar to the ancient Shamanism.

"Yuenu! Dare you... Ah!" before the old man's voice fell, Murong Yuehua stabbed him in the chest and fell trembling to the ground.

The people in charge of managing these puppets in this room have been killed by Murong Yuehua. The rest have been solved by Lu Qing.

At the door of the small room, I saw the old man gasping and coughing up blood. It turned out that the knife didn't hit his heart, but probably hit his lung.

It's a painful way to die.

Murong Yuehua screamed in the room.

"Brother Han, I've come to save you! Wake up!"

When they entered the room, they saw a handsome man with blond hair. His face was thin, like a carved wooden clay sculpture. He sat on a chair with blue eyes and no response to Murong Yuehua's cry.

It seems that Murong Yuehua's memory has been restored.

Who the hell is this man?

"Is this Murong Han from Murong Department of Xianbei?" Gong Shuliang went to the blonde man and looked at his hand.

The hand was white and slender, but full of cocoons. It was the hand of a man who was good at bows and arrows.

"Do you know my brother Han? Can you save him?"

Murong Yuehua was already in tears. She gently shook Murong Han and begged to see Gong Shuliang.

Lu Qing looked at Yunluo. This guy is a know it all. He should know who Murong Han is.

"He is the first archer in the world."

Yunluo nodded heavily, then pointed to Murong Yuehua, "it is estimated that her arrow method was taught by Murong Han."

"Ye Qiu, where's Ye Qiu?"

Lu Qing hurriedly called someone, the first archer in the world. If you get it

Ye Qiu couldn't breathe in the back. She was surrounded by a group of guards and ran to death.

"What the hell..."

Later, ye Qiu saw the wooden blonde.

"Who is this?"

With eyes full of amazement, ye Qiu stepped directly on the half dead old man at the door and entered the room.

"Murong Yuehua's brother, hurry up and see if he can cure it."

Lu Qing hurried to make way for ye Qiu. Gongshuliang also stood aside, leaving Murong Yuehua with tears on her face and holding Murong Han's arm.

Ye Qiu came behind Murong Han and touched his head. Tut, this hair feels really good

Soft, smooth, glittering like gold

Then she touched the silver needles that had penetrated deep into his head.

More than anyone she saw.

"Yuehua, don't cry first. Do you know what's going on with him?"

Ye Qiu didn't dare to pull out the needle rashly. After all, Murong Han's head was different from others.

"Brother Han and I fell into the hands of the Lord of the morning light. He carried it longer than others, and after losing his mind, he was not used by the Lord of the morning light. They..."

Lu Qing understands. It seems that Murong Han has become an experimental object they focus on, so he is different from others. However, he has not become a puppet soldier so far, but a beautiful puppet.

Ye Qiu frowned. How to solve this situation?

"Keke... You can't save him... Keke... He's dead... Hehe... Keke..."

The half dead old man in front of the door didn't speak very neatly, but everyone could hear the schadenfreude in his words.

"Nonsense! My brother Han is still alive!" Murong Yuehua got up hysterically and went out to slap the old man in the face.

"That's him. He used those strange means to make the puppet soldiers obey the Lord of the morning light. He is the devil!"