"What happened to the soldiers in front? They are so panicked!"

The man in black robe asked the wrinkled black-armored masked general in a deep voice.

The black-armored masked general was also full of doubts, and waved for the scouts hiding not far away to inquire.

But before the scout took two steps, his head was lifted by a sword, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

Afterwards, Luo Bei's figure was revealed. The gold and white robe was already stained with a lot of blood, like plum blossoms in full bloom, his hair was messed up like a ghost from hell, and his eyes stared coldly at the dull two.

"I heard that you are looking for me again?" Luo Bei's soft words floated.

"You? You are the prince!" The black-robed man pointed at Luo Bei in horror and shouted, "Why are you here? Come on, come on."

"The prince has a good method, and the general will admit it."

Compared to the black-robed man, the black-armored general seemed calmer. He knew that Luo Bei's ability to break in here already meant that everyone outside had been killed.

What kind of monster have we messed with?

Is Prime Minister Cao a pig brain?

How dare you not investigate the murder.

What about the good-for-nothing prince?

He is obviously a **** of hell!

"The general killed him, killed him quickly."

The black robe yelled for a long time but no one came, and also realized that something was wrong, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, he tightly grasped the arm of General Heijia.

"Your Highness, the last general will abolish his martial arts, can you allow me to live on?"

Like an idiot, the black-armored man pushed the black-robed man away with disgust, looked at Luo Bei with his sword in his hands, and waited quietly for Luo Bei to speak.

"call!"

Luo Bei thought of a master swordsman, he himself blew on Shangfang's sword that had already been curled, and the remaining blood on the sword flew out like a stream, and said coldly, "It's too late!"

Whoosh!
General Hei Jia waved the long sword in his hand, but he didn't aim at Luo Bei, but wanted to kill himself.

Click.

Luo Bei came to the side of General Heijia in an instant, smashed his shoulders with the hilt of his sword, "It is very difficult to want to die in front of this king."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Bei attacked again, this time with all his strength, he kicked the calf bone of the black-robed man who wanted to sneak away.

"Didn't this king say you?" Luo Bei stepped on the black-robed man's chest, making him want to let out a painful roar and stuck in his chest cavity, his face covered with bloodshot eyes.

"Your Highness, what exactly do you want to do? To torture us?" the black-armored man dragged his arms, with cold sweat on his forehead, and questioned Luo Bei in great pain.

"Your Excellency and this partner at your feet are going to kill me, so what can I do if I torture you?" Luo Bei mocked nonchalantly.

"You! I would rather die than be humiliated and tortured by Your Highness."

General Hei Jia wanted to bump into Luo Bei with the sword in his hand.

Snapped!
Luo Bei obviously didn't give him a chance, but the slap of the sword caused General Heijia to stagger and fall to the ground.

Then, he turned coldly at the black-armored general whose face was half red and swollen, and said sarcastically: "Don't pretend to be a hero in front of this king. If you fight with this king, you can only die. man of."

"Hmph!" Hei Jia turned his face away and buried his head in the soil, rejecting Luo Bei's question.

Luo Bei stopped talking nonsense, and swung his sword quickly, cutting off his arms.

There were two woo-woo sounds.

General Heijia didn't even raise his head in a daze, and he didn't give in.

"I don't understand you stupid soldiers. For the sake of loyalty, you have become pawns that others will abandon at will."

Luo Bei's contemptuous and mocking voice made General Heijia startled and wanted to raise his head, but at this moment Luo Bei no longer gave him a chance, and nailed him down with a sword.

The system time is running out, only 1 minute left.

Luo Bei looked down at the man in black robe who had been frightened into stupidity, and there was a stench coming out from between his legs, and he couldn't help frowning.

"What about you? Do you want to say something?" Luo Bei let go of the soles of his feet.

"Ahem, puff!" The black-robed man spat out a mouthful of blood, his upper and lower teeth chattering non-stop, "I said, we belong to the Holy Lotus Sect!"

"The answer is wrong." Luo Bei saw the black-robed man's sinister eyes, and slashed his wrist lightly with his sword.

"Ah...you...don't...you die, the prime minister...will avenge...!" The black-robed man couldn't bear it anymore, his teeth chattered from the pain, and accidentally told the truth.

"Hehe! Since you are so loyal, go down to help your master first and take a good seat."

After Luo Bei got the information he wanted, he crucified him without hesitation.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the task."

It was only at this moment that Luo Bei breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that all the killers should not be wiped out.

He thought for a while, stretched out his right hand and groped for a long time at the man in black robe and the general in black armor, before he found several gray ceramic jars.

Seeing these things, Luo Bei couldn't help frowning.

Um?This is something from the Holy Lotus Sect!
what happened?

Judging from these bottles and jars, it is the idea of ​​the Holy Lotus Sect.

But these armored and heavy crossbows belong to the army, and Prime Minister Cao can drive them.

Ha ha, this thing is getting more and more interesting.

That being the case, let me write a love letter for you.

I saw that Luo Bei waved [The Power of Carrying the Cauldron] and threw the black-armored general to the canopy far away, and then carved a sentence on the black-robed man: "Pretend to be the Holy Lotus Sect, Cao Mengran deserves to die."

Immediately, he opened a clay pot, and a pungent smell rushed over him. He turned his head to cover his nose, and poured the whole pot on the black-robed man's neck and cheek, ruining the wound of the long sword.

Haha, now you guys are like dogs biting dogs!

Luo Bei clapped his hands and walked down the hillside, carrying the sharpened Shangfang sword.

As far as I could see, the entire road was pierced by arrows, more than half of the guard soldiers were killed or injured, and there were painful wailing everywhere.

"Quick! Treat the wounded, you guys will come with me to see how the prince is doing?"

The leader saw that the enemy's attack stopped, got out of the bottom of the frame and slowly approached the prince's frame.

"Cough cough!"

Li Taibai noticed that the sound of the bow and arrow piercing the air stopped for a while, and slowly raised his head, looking at Li Qinglian below him with concern, "Sister, are you still alive?"

"It's okay! Where's the prince?"

Li Qinglian asked Li Taibai in rough clothes.

"Prince? He went out and hasn't come back yet."

Li Taibai carefully guarded against the arrows behind him and above his head.

click!
The sound of the frame being removed was mixed with the urgent cry of the soldiers, "Hurry up, open the carriage and rescue the prince."

"This king is here!"

Then Luo Bei's voice came from outside the carriage.

"Prince, are you okay?"

The leading soldier froze for a moment, seeing Luo Bei covered in blood, he felt panic in his heart.

"It's okay! Let everyone come out! All the enemy troops have been killed by this king, so help the wounded soldiers quickly."

Luo Bei calmly made arrangements.

"Xiaobai, are you all right?" Luo Bei's worried words came in.

"We are fine, Your Highness!" Li Taibai replied with a grin.

"Okay, this king dismantled the carriage and rescued you."

Luo Bei's happy voice came into the carriage again.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like