Otherworldly Merchant

At this time, a red figure broke into my field of view, and from the back of Nathana and a long, flowing hair, it seemed like a woman.

She didn't know what kind of weapon she had in her hand. She swayed in front of me for a moment. She just felt strange, like a hula circle, and suddenly shook off the long gun of an ancient samurai.

The two of them fought each other for several rounds and separated!

I took a closer look at this uninterrupted guest, also wearing heavy armor, the chest cast as a wolf head, the shoulder guard was also made to look like a wolf head, she wore a red cape on her shoulder, and the cape was shattered.

She had a wild and beautiful face with no pupils in her eyes, looked at her facial features and costume that was supposed to be ancient, but not like Nakahara, and had a swinging lunar machete in her hand.

The western woman who saved my life put a machete in her chest and set up a battle posture. The cape behind her flew in the sea breeze, handsome.

Ancient samurai, as if provoked, pulled up a long gun and pulled off a stand!

I looked at the T-shirt man, and he knelt halfway down with his sword, as if he had sustained internal injuries. Apparently, this Western woman was not summoned by him.

Once again, his eyes were just as shocked as mine. Obviously, he didn't do it...

I wonder, is it true that General Hundred Wars' armor is so gloomy that it awakens the local sleeping English soul? But as far as I know, Macao has never had a female general since ancient times, not to mention the fact that she looks like a Western woman.

Ancient samurai rushed over and killed with an appalling killing spirit with the Western Woman. The soldiers' blades crossed to make the sound of ping pong. Although the long guns dominated the distance, the lunar machete was uniquely shaped, unprotected and particularly dangerous.

Two people, you come and go, the scene is better than the martial arts movie, let all three of us stay!

At this time, Li Mazi returned, carrying a plastic bag with one hand and a big cock with one hand. He saw two fierce ghosts killing each other there. He stayed where he was. He was shocked: "Brother Zhang Jia, what is going on...”

“I don't know either.” I took the bag and checked it and everything was ready. I thought it would be a good opportunity to put the array on the cloth and find a way to bring the ancient samurai to surrender later.

I called Li Mazi to help me, but he was stunned by the horrible killing, and I dared not take another step, so I asked him to go and take care of Yin Xinyue for me.

And then I took the same thing out, and I started prepping it, and the T-shirt guy came up and said, "Jiulin, what kind of array do you want? ”

I thought he was going to help me, so I told him the principle of this array, armor metal, the coke and gasoline I asked Li Mazi to prepare, fire energy Kejin, I intend to paint the inner circle of this array with rooster blood and ink, the outer circle of the gas and crushed coke array, and if necessary light the gasoline, and force the armor to be suppressed with flames, it should be ten to nine stable.

Who knows? The T-shirt man shook his head after listening: “It's no use. ”

“Why?” I asked.

“I'm not saying that this is useless. Twenty years ago in Gongjiazhuang, my thoughts are the same as yours now. I did suppress General Baiwu's armor at the time, but...” He shook his head: “I haven't figured out for a long time, why did that fail? ”

“Did you figure it out later?” I asked.

He nodded softly: "I'll elaborate later. ”

He grabbed the rooster, wiped the neck of the chicken with a sword, drained the blood on the nylon rope. The rest of the chicken's blood dripped into the ink bottle and told me to hold it. I'll see you later and throw it on the ancient samurai.

Both sides are still fighting, shooting and shooting, not even a basin of water can be thrown in.

T-shirt men don't have time either. They put it on the ground with nylon rope. Ask me how many more spirits do I have? I said it was all used up, so he pulled some spirits out of his arms and put them on the nylon rope at equal distances.

Then he rushed over unexpectedly and yelled at the T-shirt man: "You coward, remember me? You killed 13 people in my family, and today you want to kill my nephew! ”

Once Qing Dao had a bad temper, I was afraid he would do it again, stopping him between them, said: “Something will happen later, your nephew now six parents do not admit, let's hurry up and find a way to subdue him. ”

Qingdao glanced at the T-shirt man severely and temporarily swallowed the breath.

I don't think there should be anything hidden about what happened 20 years ago, I know a T-shirt guy who is definitely not such an irresponsible person!

Looking up, the body of the western woman began to flash and seemed to be unsustainable, while the ancient samurai were gaining momentum, recruiting the western woman.

"Although equally powerful, the Yin Spirit is a rootless water, and I'm afraid it won't last long," said the T-shirt man. ”

I understand that the cunt carrying the Western Woman is not here, and the ancient samurai have a source of armor to provide constant shady air, combined with absorption of fine air from the pure sense, is naturally very powerful.

The T-shirt man taught me a few spells. He said that when he brought the ancient samurai here later, he would quickly recite them. After that, he put his sword on the front aid.

I entrusted the task of sprinkling the ink to the Dao Qing Dynasty and waited nervously.

The three of them killed each other. The T-shirt man wanted to help the Western woman, but the Western woman gave him a knife. The T-shirt man jumped away quickly and saw me pinching a cold sweat for him.

I thought this woman was inseparable!

Looks like this western woman isn't here to help us, she just hates ancient samurai. Is it two shady things that don't confront each other?

Finally, the Western Woman disappeared, and the ancient samurai stabbed her several times where she disappeared, seemingly not addicted. The T-shirt man gave him a sword from behind and, of course, stabbed him in the armor where the knife gun was impenetrable, wiping out a spark.

The ancient samurai raged and turned around to fight the T-shirt man, who was supposed to lure the snake into the hole, while fighting back, quickly led him into the rope ring.

“Jiulin, recite the spell!” The T-shirt man shouted.

I immediately pronounced the spell, and the rope circle on the ground moved like a snake, suddenly jumping up and tying the feet of an ancient samurai. He lost his balance and fell to the ground, tied his body around the rope, contacted his body with a rope stained with chicken blood, and immediately brewed smoke.

I told Cheng Dao Chang to hurry and pour the ink. Cheng Dao Chang spilled the whole bottle of ink out, and the ink began to volatilize immediately on him.

The ancient samurai kept twisting, and the rope seemed unable to tie him up. I saw a bad situation, took out the heavenly wolf whip, and rushed over him several more times.

“I'll kill you, I'll kill you! ”

It was the sound of sanctity. The ancient samurai became sanctimonious again, struggling constantly, banging his forehead against the ground, knocking. I rode on him, grabbing the rope with one hand and pressing his head so hard that he would not hit him again.

Gongyi tried so hard to get rid of me. The spiritual character on the rope began to smell like paste. I could not tie the rope with the eyes of the Wolf. My heart was cold and I tried for half a day. Is it going to be wasted again?

At this time, the T-shirt man walked over and reversed the sword in his hand. He smashed the rear chest of Gongyi's chest hard. Gongyi glanced over and fainted.

I grew out of breath and felt tired and weak...