Sha Po Lang

Between the long lips and teeth there may be some bleeding, a slight bite is a bite of sweetness.

Ge Fat Xiao only really took a few steps, he was already a sucker for the impending break of breath, but this little fat man unexpectedly knew how light and heavy he was, he was always holding his long sleeve tight, his hands were covered with cold and sticky sweat, and the clean habit of long and long had no time to shake him off, the two teenagers were like two pathless young beasts, hard to reveal their naive teeth in the road.

The man at the end of the trail raised his hand and lifted his mask over his forehead, revealing his handsome five officers.

His cheeks were thin and his eyes seemed to have a shadow in them, reflecting the land of Nakahara, which stretched for thousands of miles. And when his eyes fell on his long head, the meaning was incredibly complicated, a little nostalgia, a little pride, which made him seem very humane.

Unfortunately, this is a very thin scent, covered by deep hatred, like a red line buried in the infinite snow outside Guan, but without trace.

The roar of heavy steel armor fluctuated, and a heavy armor with snow shine fell behind the man, coming to more than twenty barbarian heavy armor.

Behind him came the wind, his head turned alert, and his shoulder was pressed first - it was Shen Yi with the armor.

Shen Yi had more blood stains on his body, and that body of Xuanyi looked darker.

Ge Fat Xiao didn't know what was inside him, his eyes glanced out of the frame: “Shen... Mr. Shen? ”

Changg turned his head and spit a bite of blood in his mouth: "That's the general of the Xuan Iron Camp, calm the people around you, don't scream. ”

Grace Fatty's little tongue suddenly twisted into a hemp rope, and thousands of pieces of fat stuttered all over her body: "Peace and stability! ”

Shen Yi unfortunately and guiltily stretched out a dark iron hand toward Grace Fatty.

The hand was as big as the teenager's head and was covered in blood. Grace Fatty instinctively closed his eyes and shrunk his neck, but the iron hand just grabbed his back head gently, softer than a feather that floated on his head, without breaking his hair.

Shen Yi blocked the two teenagers behind him, stood still and turned to the man at the end of the trail: “I heard that King Getu, the ‘head wolf' of the 18th Heavenly Wolf, had an amazing son named...”

The barbarian took it lightly: "Calais —— in the words of the original among you, it means‘ fluorescence ’. ”

“Fluorescent prince, polite.” Mr. Shen held on to the cutting blade, slowly lifted the iron fist in front of his chest, and went into the country with the courtesy of the barbarians.

The barbarian prince asked: "The ghost crow, report your name. ”

“Unknown pawn, not enough to hang his teeth,” Shen Yi laughed, with his callous whisper, which sounded very reasonable, "Beibarian eighteen ministry has been calling me the king for more than 10 years. Over the years, we have been friendly, Nagong dynasty, business dealers, we have been safe with each other. I Daliang has not wronged you all. I dare ask you, what is the point of not inviting me now, knife soldiers and defenceless people, women and children? ”

Ge Fat was stunned - Mr. Shen got up early in the morning with a ridiculous apron and cursed around the pot table. At this time, there was a row of colossal barbarians in front of him. In his independently dim armor, there was a kind of "tens of millions of people go to" without moving a stripe.

The barbarian prince and Shen Yi looked at each other for a moment, and the meat hummed without a smile.

Then, his eyes fell on Chang Gg again, and in the words of the official Liang, who had a full mouth, he said: "Just heard the news from the brothers, saying that there were actually people in the Xuan Tie camp here in the city, I also said that they were scared to death, turns out to be true, so it seems... the other rumor is also true? Is it true that the son of the goddess who was robbed by your Emperor Nakahara was hidden here? ”

His heart pounded hard.

The barbarian prince seemed a little reluctant to look at him again after a long and detailed episode.

The tall barbarian raised his head slightly, a little shady, and the sky clouds covered his eyes like an abyss. He muttered to an unknown god in heaven: “I, the goddess of the eighteenth heavenly wolf, am the cleanest elf on the prairie, and the wind shall kiss her skirt horn. All living spirits shall bow their heads when they see her. Where she sings and dances, there shall be herds of cattle and sheep next year, and there shall be grass and lush, and countless flowers shall bloom beneath the feet of the heavenly life...”

His voice had a strange rhythm, as if it were a pastoral song from the grasslands.

“This general," said the barbarian prince, "you have seized our meadow, dug our hearts and minds off the earth, and robbed our goddess, and now you're asking me why I'm here, which makes no sense. Did your country, Saint Hyun, teach you how to be bandits? Even in Xuan Tie camp, you are the only one here. I advise you to step aside, give me that little bastard, burn a fire to atone for the sins of eternal life, and calm the resentment of the defiled goddess. I really... can't see his face! ”

Fatty Grace's heart has been chaotic. When she heard this, she finally understood a phrase. She asked: "Brother, he said little... cough, is that you? ”

Changg was so stuck, he said: "Can you say less? ”

“The Prince said so...” Shen Yi shook his head helplessly, "What a wicked man to confess first. Besides, you and I are not here to trace the cause of the Battle of North Logging 14 years ago. It's not interesting to fight. ”

He landed like a nail, and the short wall on both sides of the narrow alley was brushed to the ground by heavier armor than the wall. Two platoons of North Barbarian soldiers split the two ways, killing each other and surrounding Shen Yi and Chang Heg in the middle.

Shen Yi removed a short sword from his body and handed it to Chang Gg: “Your Highness, be careful. ”

Mr. Shen spoke politely, but his hands were very dark. One word remained unspoken, and he had already made a strong move.

Nearly a length of steam erupted behind his armor, the cutting blade in his hand screamed and popped, like a snowy cyclone, his hands swept off, the three nearest barbarian samurai suddenly couldn't defend themselves, the gold box in his heart was simultaneously broken, and he was instantly locked in place by heavy armor.

The barbarian prince burst into a sip and rushed in with a dull, burning wind.

Shen Yi did not hesitate to greet him, and shook his head and Ge Fatty's drink: “Run! ”

The armor of the Xuan Iron Camp is exquisite, but it is also too exquisite - a set of Xuan nails is said to be more than 40 kg lighter than ordinary heavy armor, Shen Yi was like a Wen Wei scholar, far stronger than the barbarian's son, he raised his hands to cut the blade, and he could stand the other side of the thunder, but the whole person was forced to retreat.

Two heavy armor horns, surrounded by short walls, courtyards, stone houses... and even hugging thick trees, none of them survived, rarely pouring a piece.

The barbarian prince drank: "Leave the little bastard! ”

Several heavily armored barbarians responded and the snow white steam rolled over, intercepting two teenagers with a total of three legs.

In front of the chest of a long blade, one leg could not eat at all and had to drape softly to the side. His chest was noisy, his heart seemed to explode, his face was gloomy and naive, and the werewolf sex hidden in the blood was forced out in a fierce confrontation with the barbarian samurai - let alone whether the so-called "goddess” was his distracted mother, even if it was a strange thing to burn his son to sacrifice his mother?

Fatty grabbed a snot and stunned in the hustle and dust: “Brother, you are really 'Your Highness', isn't that developed? ”

Long Gg: “Fucking rich, wrong person - they're all dying, why don't you run? ”

Fatty grabbed a big boob: “I'm not running, I'm going to follow my big brother... ah, mother! ”

Two barbarians jumped right and left before he was still alive and caught by one of them, lifted his head over him, and tried to kill him.

Grace Fatty's little eyes hurried, and the dying dog fluttered his limbs, hugging the branches of the tree next to him, inhuman power erupted in the line of life and death, and he actually hung himself on the tree.

Unfortunately, even though he was inhuman, his pants were still a piece of van cloth, which was “hissed” and torn apart.

I don't know if Ge Fat Xiao was in a hurry, or was he scared alive. He saw his pants die, and he slit his head and poured it on the face of the heavy armored barbarian.

The barbarian pushed the mask up and took a straight one, not at all wasted.

The popularity was insane, he roared on the spot, the iron fist swept across, trying to kill the little boy, his foot suddenly lost control, turns out to be a long heg hiding from the enemy gap, while he stood still, aimed at the place, drilled into the seam of the steel leg.

The short sword was produced by Camp Xuan Iron, sharp, sharply cut off the steel armor leg side, the barbarian lost his balance and knelt directly, unfairly blocked his companion, like a fat monkey, Grace climbed the tree's edge, gently came a flying eave to walk the wall, bravely held the brick on the side wall, and shouted to Changg: “Big brother, get out of the way! ”

The white mist sprayed out under his long leg before he could stand up and let his steel leg drag him a few lengths away from the ground. Then a large stone fell on the barbarian's helmet. After a "dawn" sound, the tail sound was like a beam around the beam for three days.

Chubby Griffin: “Take your pants off, you bastards, let you take your pants off! ”

Long grams rolled all over the ground, struggling to stand up on one leg, suddenly tightening his neck, a giant iron hand descended from the sky and lifted his entire body.

To touch the iron wrist buckle subconsciously, the barbarian could not borrow his hand at all, and had to photograph him on the wall on the spot.

Shen Yi, who had been haunted by the prince of the barbarians, was overwhelmed by his whip.

At this point, a sharp horse hissed and a brilliant iron arrow broke through the bamboo-like horizontal sky, passing through a thick steel plate, nailing the barbarian who had grabbed him directly onto the short wall.

The short wall could not bear the weight of the heavy armor, rarely collapsed, the long wolf sat in a rubble, heard a very penetrating eagle coming from the sky, he should be famous, only to see two huge shadows circling in the air, high down the prince of the barbarian eighteen iron man covered within the range of the long bow iron arrow.

The barbarian prince suddenly raised his head and his eyes cracked: “The eagle! ”

Not far away, one person should say: “Yes, it's been a long time. The three parts of Xuan Tie asked His Royal Highness for peace. ”

The voice was familiar with a shock, and he knelt in the rubble of stone bricks and rubble, and looked incredibly at the man with the light armor and the horse.

The man was wearing the lightest armor and was specially designed for horseback riding. He had no more than 30 pounds on his body, also known as "Light Joe”.

He did not wear a mask, even his helmet was carelessly in his hand, revealing a face that had accidentally broken into a long dream, and the vermilion mole at the corner of his eyes was burning red.

Ge Fatty squatted on the wall, almost fell down, severely strangled his thigh: "Mother... Aren't you my sixteen uncles? ”

“Yeah, big nephew,” “Shen XVI" walked forward carelessly, as if the enemy was not in his eyes at all, he arrogantly pulled out a cutting blade from the waist, pulled the barbarian's body away, and turned back to the fat little smile on the wall and said, “Son of a bitch, when you walk the street, you also find a leaf to cover. ”

Ge Fat Xiaolian hurriedly and shamelessly extended his hand.

He stared at him dead, forgetting where he was for a while.

“Shen XVI” glanced at him, rolled down his horse, slightly bent his back and handed it to Chang Gg's hand: “He was late for rescue. ”