"I want to fight to the death, I understand that I won't let you take him away" The middle-aged man leaned sideways, not wavering at all.
"Old friend, I really don't want to fight with you, but I have to take this child away, you have already killed one of their brothers, let this one go" The black-robed man persuaded earnestly.
"Okay, it's okay to let him go, he goes, you stay, follow me back, go to the grave of the eldest brother, I see how you explain to the eldest brother" The middle-aged man said.
"Old friend, you know, I won't go back, you just let me die," the black-robed man repeatedly retreated.
"When you have been dead for so many years, I dream of them every night, no matter how hard it is, how frustrating, I have survived, it was only the two of us who were sent out back then, you have not heard from me, I thought you were no longer alive I held back a lot of energy, I worked hard, I struggled, in order to be able to avenge the deep hatred, now you see it, you let me die when you die" The middle-aged voice of popularity trembled a little.
"Old friend, it's your business that you can't think of it, but I'm here to take him away today" The neighing of people and horses is getting closer and closer, and some monks of the Golden Cicada Temple are standing a few meters away from the battlefield with a basin of water and looking at each other, and the ascetics can't stop chattering, but they don't dare to take a step forward.
Fortunately, this bell tower is in the backyard of the Golden Cicada Temple, and the buildings here are mostly some warehouses and scripture buildings, and there are not many casualties among the personnel, but this sudden change has destroyed half of the temple, and the ascetics are angry and angry and afraid to speak, so they can only watch from afar.
The black-robed man obviously also felt that the degree of attention received here was getting higher and higher, and he waved his sleeves lightly and said: "Old friend, the city guards will be here soon, I'll go first" As soon as the words fell, the black-robed man didn't wait for the middle-aged man to agree, turned around and pulled Sima Leiming, and shouted softly: "Go" As soon as the black-robed man said to leave, the middle-aged man's body moved, but when he rushed forward, the middle-aged man's body was stagnant, and he stopped for two or three seconds, which was enough time for the black-robed man to turn around and pull Sima Leiming and run into the distance "You, you" The middle-aged man's eyes were torn apart, and his anger was extreme, the black-robed man ran out of the distance that the middle-aged man could catch up, stood up, and said: "Old friend, in this world, there are many more important things waiting for you to do in addition to revenge, let's say goodbye, take care" After speaking, the black-robed man moved his lips lightly, and suddenly, a shocking scene appeared.
The black-robed man stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, and it was like opening a door, and he opened a door in the empty air, and then, the black-robed man pulled Sima Leiming into the door.
The door closed, and everything was back to normal, as if nothing had happened.
Long Yu grabbed it in surprise, there was nothing in the air, and the middle-aged man didn't chase after him, because he knew that he couldn't catch up with the black-robed man.
Turning around, the middle-aged man whispered a few words, and walked towards Long Yu with a depressed expression, the middle-aged man deliberately lowered his voice, so that Long Yu only vaguely heard some space traveler or something, and the strange disappearance of the black-robed man, Long Yu was shocked in his heart, could it be space magic, but space magic has disappeared for nearly a thousand years Thousands of years of time, can annihilate a lot of things, the vicissitudes of life are normal things, as for space magic, after the millennium dispute, it really has never appeared, except for the alchemist still has one or two remaining space props in the hands of the production method, all the marks of space magic have disappeared cleanly, for thousands of years, there is no literature and history recorded its reappearance, and now, it is the magic that has not appeared in this thousand years, but let Long Yu see it, how can he not be surprised.
Walking up to Long Yu, the middle-aged man looked at Long Yu's eyes full of questions, and said: "Don't ask, don't ask anything, you will know everything when you should know, and when you shouldn't know, knowing will only bring trouble."
A faint sentence blocked Long Yu's full stomach of questions, Long Yu swallowed helplessly, and said: "Can the senior tell me your name, and why do you want to help me?"
The middle-aged man smiled slightly, smiling a little reluctantly, maybe the appearance of the black-robed man brought a huge blow to his heart, "You don't care who I am, the city guards have arrived at the corner of the street, I'll go and lure them away, you bypass the front yard and find a way to leave, this place is very close to where you live, you can go back with confidence, there will be no more danger" As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man stomped his feet gently, and the whole person floated back, his toes touched the ground, and he left Long Yu's sight after a few ups and downs.
Long Yu shook his head, these seniors have a really weird temper, they don't talk about doing things, they also hide their heads and show their tails when they speak, and gently raise their breath, Long Yu used the true yuan that he had finally recovered a little bit to perform light skills and leave the battlefield.
Kanbur is very depressed, as the head of the Yibin City Guards, he not only has more than a thousand equipment elves, training elite soldiers, and, his uncle is also one of the four richest people in Yibin, therefore, he is a person with a higher status in Yibin, as a native of Yibin, Kanbul has been a thousand for no less than three years, in the past three years, Yibin has become more and more prosperous day by day, and the public security is getting better and better day by day, therefore, Kanbul's life is becoming more and more comfortable day by day.
No, tonight, Kanbul just bought a Qingguan's bonus in the Four Seasons Pavilion, the largest flower building in Yibin, and before he could take off his pants, he was interrupted by his men who hurriedly ran over.
His subordinates reported that there seemed to be a large-scale battle in the eastern district under their jurisdiction, and there was a fire in the Jincian Temple, and as soon as he heard the news, Khambur immediately put on his face and returned to the Yamen, and the soldiers hurried over before they could all assemble.
Yibin has been safe and sound for three years, this accident actually happened in the Golden Cicada Temple, Khambul was in a cold sweat, this Golden Cicada Temple is the spiritual sustenance of the people of the entire Yibin City, if there is a good one there, it is estimated that it is not easy to explain in front of the assassin history.
Khamble rode on the swift beast and hurried forward, followed by two teams of heavily armored knights, about a hundred people, followed by four rows of brightly armored soldiers, and the iron-clad spears made a neat tinkling sound as they ran.
Finally arrived at the corner of the street, Khambull looked at it, his eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and the Golden Cicada Temple in front of him was completely different from his impression.
In the past, this side was the backyard of the Golden Cicada Temple, outside the courtyard was a spacious road that could drive five carriages at the same time, the courtyard wall was painted with gold tiles, and the iconic bell tower was built by the Yibin gentry and the yamen with more than one million gold coins.
Every morning, the melodious bell can be heard all over the huge Yibin City, and even Khambur himself has become accustomed to taking the bell as a daily alarm clock.
And now, the perfect picture that was engraved in my mind before, as if a beautiful painting was half stained by someone, the entire backyard of the Golden Cicada Temple and the road outside are desolate, and the eyes are full of black smoke and moisture pits, and the ruins and broken tiles are paved all over the ground, and the scene in front of me is indescribably desolate and miserable.
Khambul muttered: "What's the matter" Suddenly, a figure flew out of the dilapidated monastery, and the deputy hurriedly shouted: "Master, someone" Khambul looked up and saw that a figure was rushing towards his people.
Khambur gritted his teeth, and said angrily in his heart, no matter who you are, if you are bad here, I want you to look good Kanbur calmly raised a hand, and ordered: "Archers prepare" "Boom" The cavalry barge the horse and get out of the way, a team of more than fifty archers quickly came to the front of Kanbur, lined up to form a defensive line, and took the arrow and drew the bow to aim at the black shadow that rushed out.
The speed of the black shadow was not very fast, as if it was preparing time for them, jumping and slowly swept forward, to see that the distance was about the same, Khambul put down his hand violently, and said coldly: "Put" "Whoosh" There was a sound, and a bunch of long arrows pounced on the black shadow like locusts.
I saw that the black shadow did not avoid it, it still jumped in a few steps, and swept forward along an irregular route, and those arrows seemed to have eyes, all bypassing the black shadow.
The archers again drew their bows and waited for the order, and Khamble shouted, "Shoot", and another arrow rushed towards the black shadow like a shower.
But what is surprising is that those arrows were once again naturally dodged by the black shadow.
Khamble pulled off the head of the swift beast and calmly ordered: "Crossbowmen forward, cavalry prepare, armor soldiers build a defensive line" The archers quickly retreated, a team of lightly armored crossbowmen stood behind the cavalry, and the armor soldiers wearing heavy armor spears lined up, forming a defensive formation with the crossbowmen in an orderly manner, and the team leaned against the street, guarding the entire road tightly.
Pulling out the heavy sword on the mount, Khamble removed the mask from the helmet, and slammed his heavily armored chest with the handle of the sword, and let out an angry roar from his mouth: "The wind roared, roared, roared" The knight behind him made the same action, and the long sword beat his chest and shouted: "The wind roared, roared, roared" The armor soldiers behind the cavalry beat their spears rhythmically against their shields, and also shouted, which matched the voices of the knights, and the neat shouts were particularly loud in the noisy and chaotic street.
Almost instantly, the soldiers, who didn't seem to be special just now, changed their bodies, their morale was high, and the momentum of hundreds of people gathered together came out vigorously, and they shook the leisurely middle-aged people.
The middle-aged man squinted his eyes slightly, and praised in his heart, he didn't expect that in the hinterland of the empire, Yibin, which lives a wealthy life, will have such a brave soldier, these local soldiers, who have always been considered to be old soldiers, rarely have this kind of momentum comparable to the frontier guards, the middle-aged man looked at the knight who led the rush, and read in his heart, as the saying goes, a soldier is a bear, and a nest of bears will be a bear, and he can bring the soldiers like this, it seems that this person is not simple.
As soon as he pulled down the mask, Kanbul's whole person fell into a state of completely shielding himself from the outside world, what wealth, what status he didn't think about, all he wanted was to rush forward and destroy the enemy, it was this indomitable courage and his own good strength that Kanbur was only twenty-four years old when he became the head of the Yibin City Guard
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