Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

"People are worthless!"

The Yue soldier wearing a felt hat clasped his hands together, his face was livid, and blood-red tears leaked from his pupils.

Encountered a tough stubble.

It was the only thought in his mind.

Holding the long sword in his hand, Wei Zian suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

As if I were just a weed swaying in the wind, just waiting for a fire to bring everything back to zero.

The sky is high and the earth is far away, and I have nothing to rely on.

A feeling of hopelessness begins to grow and spread.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand was no longer so firm.

The Yue soldier's mace was pressed against the sword, all the way down. For some reason, the blow that was supposed to cut off Wei Zi'an's head just wiped off a large piece of flesh and blood.

The pain made Wei Zi'an feel like waking up from a dream, and it was more of a cool and warm current from his neck that reached his soul.

boom!
Between the snowy sky and the earth, a group of bright flames danced like the most beautiful elf in the mountains.

The weeds were set on fire.

Wei Zi'an's eyes were firm, and the long sword slid down suddenly.

The most basic sword style, chopping sword.

"puff!"

The soldiers of the Yue Kingdom who cast spells in the distance felt as if they had been hit hard, and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood.

His face was as pale as paper, and his body was as weak as grass!
The roller on the ground carried the huge head of a bull, and the red blood was splattered like ink.

Wei Zian stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, his eyes were colder than snow, but his whole body was hotter than blood.

"This……"

Several Vietnamese soldiers panicked.

The man in front of him got the sword so fast, so fast that the soldiers didn't even see the trajectory of the sword.

A few Yue soldiers looked at me and at you, and gradually retreated in their eyes.

"What are you afraid of?!"

The felt-hat soldier with sunken eyes and a haggard face shouted: "He is only a cultivator in the Liuhe Realm, and now he has very little spiritual power left in his body. Go and kill him!"

Seeing the eyes of several Yue soldiers dodging, they didn't intend to step forward.

Just at this time, the soldiers behind Wei Zian had already cleared out most of the Yue soldiers, and they all rushed forward.

Because in the Southern Kingdom, there were not many ambush soldiers in the Yue Kingdom.

The situation gradually began to reverse.

"Sword Monkey!"

The man in the felt hat lowered his head and cursed angrily, "Shoot the arrows and burn their herbs, let's retreat!"

"It's stupid, who will bring a rocket in a snowy day?"

"Why don't you run away, Mr. Wizard doesn't look like a good man."

"Run, I don't want to die here yet."

Hearing what the soldiers said to each other, the man in the felt hat felt qi and blood surging, his eyes darkened, and he suddenly spit out another mouthful of blood.

"damn it!"

"Ha ha."

Wei Zian laughed and trembled all over, with the corners of his mouth raised, he slowly raised his long sword and pointed at the soldiers of Yue State: "Listen to the order!"

"Have!"

Those who were originally dissatisfied with Wei Zi'an's role as a lieutenant were now convinced, and they all opened their mouths to drink.

"kill!"

A sneer twitched at the corner of Wei Zi'an's mouth, a cold light flashed, and the long sword pointed straight at the felt hat soldier.

This person is very evil, a kind of power that he has never seen before, almost let him die here.

He still understands the principle of capturing the thief first.

"kill!"

The soldiers shouted one after another, their fighting spirit soaring!
"I don't know I'm a guest when I'm drunk."

The soldier in the felt hat suddenly sang and shouted, his whole body swayed, and he almost fell down.

Is this fake wine?

Wei Zi'an has been standing in place, seeing this, his brows are slightly frowned.

Although it looked weird, Wei Zian saw a mysterious charm in it.

This is... to run?
A gleam of light flashed in Wei Zi'an's eyes, and with a slight effort in his hand, the long sword turned into a streamer and rushed straight to the door!
"Hahaha."

The felt hat soldier suddenly laughed, he pointed at Wei Zi'an and said, "We will see each other again!"

After the voice fell, his body disappeared in place.

The long sword was stuck in the snow, shining with a penetrating cold light.

After listening to the man's voice, Wei Zian was silent for a while.

Not Yue people, but very pure southerners.

Is the southern country already so unbearable?

"Om~"

Suddenly, a scalp-numbing sound sounded from the surrounding mountains.

"what is this?"

Wei Zian turned his head to look, and saw black figures falling from the mountain.

Immediately afterwards, a bright flag fluttered on the snow-white mountain.

The wind was buzzing, the flag was pulled tight, and the word "Chen" in front was very dazzling.

"General Chen, it's General Chen!"

"Our reinforcements are coming, kill everyone!"

Hearing the excited shouts of the surrounding soldiers, Wei Zian seemed to understand something.

Didn't he say he was a low-ranking cavalry pawn? Why did he become a general?
Although Wei Zian knew that the generals here were just a unified name for middle and high-level generals.

When I first became a lieutenant, they also called me a general.

Wei Zian stopped a soldier casually and asked, "Who is that?"

"It's General Chen."

The soldiers were a little impatient at first, but now the Yue people were running away, it was a good time to behead them, but when they saw that it was Wei Zi'an, they immediately became respectful.

This person's performance convinced him.

"Chen Weiyi?"

A smile unconsciously appeared on Wei Zian's face.

"Yes."

"Ah."

Wei Zian let go of his hand, he wanted the soldiers to kill the enemy, but suddenly he felt his mind was confused, and his eyelids were like a brick hanging.

"What's the matter, Captain?"

The soldier asked with some concern.

"Help, help me for a while." Wei Zian turned his head and smiled brightly at the soldier, "I'm a little tired."

After finishing speaking, Wei Zi'an closed his eyes, and fell down in the snow with a bang.

"General?!"

The soldier looked flustered, turned his head and shouted: "Military doctor, military doctor, the captain has passed out!"

Soon, a person carrying a small box ran over in a hurry.

The soldiers stopped their pursuit and surrounded him in twos and threes, all with worried eyes.

The army worships the strong most.

Wei Zi'anhan's fearless charge had already won their respect.

"Whose soldier is below?"

On the high mountain, Chen Weiyi, who was riding a steed, frowned and asked with some dissatisfaction.

Not chasing thieves, but stagnating in a group, this is a taboo in the army.

"Let me see."

After the words fell, the soldier's eyeballs turned white, and there was a vague fluctuation.

"It seems to be... the guards in the county city."

"The escort of herbs." She added.

Guards...

Chen Weiyi said: "Who is the leader? How could he be so lawless?"

"do not know."

The soldiers looked at it for a while, "However, he seems to be wearing the armor of General Murong."

"Where did the Murong family come from..."

Chen Weiyi pulled the horse's head, and the horse understood, and rushed down from the snow mountain.

"Go down and see!"

In mid-air, a burst of aura emanated from the horse's feet, and it was actually walking through the air.

"What's the matter, panic?!"

"General Chen, captain, the captain has passed out."

"Captain?"

Chen Weiyi got off his horse, walked forward, and was taken aback when he saw the man in the arms of the soldier.

"Zian?!"