My Lady Queen

The original tight spear formation instantly disintegrated. Some people covered their eyes and lay on the ground rolling continuously; Several gunmen in the neighborhood started fighting with each other.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho, now you know how powerful I am!" And the instigator of all this made a wish, with his hands on his hips, sweeping away the bad luck just now, and laughed extremely arrogantly, looking like a villain.

"It's now, let's go!"

After making a wish, she quickly turned her head, trying to take Mina and Brant to escape in the chaos.

But when he turned around, he realized that these two people were not much better, they were squatting on the ground and rubbing their eyes desperately.

Fortunately, the two of them turned their backs to make a wish just now, but they were the closest, and the damage from the wish card flash bomb was no less than that of others.

"It's broken. It turns out that this is an indiscriminate large-scale non-lethal weapon. I need to prepare a few pairs of sunglasses in the future."

Having said that, he still quickly pulled up the two blind people, stumbled into the chaotic crowd, kicked a path with one left foot and one right foot, and ran towards the city gate.

"Want to run? It's not that easy!"

Seeing that the city gate was right in front of him, a sharp voice sounded in front of the wishing.

"Why are you so annoying, you are indispensable everywhere."

Wishing glaringly at the wretched knife man with red eyes and tear-stained face, he suddenly felt angry: "A person like you will never survive three episodes in a TV series."

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This guy was upstairs protecting the lord just now, and he was a little far away from the wishing light bulb, but even so, he was flickered enough.

Fortunately, because of practicing martial arts all year round, his physical fitness is better than other guards. Although he didn't understand how the light came from, he knew that the other party would definitely take this opportunity to escape.

So he resisted the stinging pain in his eyes and rushed down as fast as he could, blocking the three wishing people just in front of the city gate.

"Hmph, I don't know where you came from, but I'm not that hypocritical old thing like Ferlin, who can stay out of the matter with an excuse. Since you're here, don't even think about leaving!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and several teary-eyed, stumbling guards surrounded him. They belonged to the group that recovered the fastest.

"Oh, old film is not here, so it will be easy!" Wishing knew that the longer the time dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be, so with a "choke", he pulled out the iron sword from his waist and used it directly as a stick, covering his head He smashed his face to the person closest to him, and shouted at the same time: "Chop your head!"

The guy he selected was suffering from severe eye pain, everything he saw was triple-folded, and he wanted to rub his eyes again, when he heard something drop from the top of his head.

Now he couldn't even tell the difference between southeast and north, let alone parry, he was directly knocked unconscious by the sword spine, foaming at the mouth, and twitching non-stop.

Wishing and shaking his wrist: "I'm sorry, this is the first time I use this thing, I promise I will chop with a sword next time."

The rest of the people made a "crash" and stepped back half a meter in unison.

The man with the knife is also terribly aggrieved. He knows that he is leading his men to round up the "robbers" who broke into the lord's castle. If he doesn't know, he thinks that so many of them have been beaten to tears by a brat, each with snot The tears are vertical and horizontal, it is really embarrassing.

Turning from embarrassment into anger, he directly pulled out two thin short blades that were not much longer than the palm of his hand from his waist, bowed, and rushed out while clinging to the ground.

Wishing to watch for a while, thinking that this is coming to the door, so he pointed down with the tip of the sword, and poked with both hands at the same time, and shouted: "Chop feet!"

The man with the knife was still wondering, at this distance, how could this kid have chopped off his own feet, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a silver light poking straight at the back of his head.

The martial arts he practices are somewhat different from others, they come from a dark inheritance called "thieves", focusing on speed and agility.

At the critical moment, his waist and eyes were twisted violently, and his forward speed dropped sharply.

The wish was too weak, the sword pierced into the mud more than ten centimeters deep, and the knife man bumped headfirst into the sword.

The iron sword bent sharply, but its good toughness allowed it to rebound quickly. The knife man was short and thin, so he was bounced back directly.

He stood up in a daze, feeling a little grateful for the "blinding flash bomb" that made a wish, otherwise he would have been laughed at if this scene was seen.

But in this way, it is even more impossible to let this person leave alive.

He shook his head vigorously, tried his best to wake up, and then rushed forward again with a strange cry.

Seeing that these two tricks are so effective, the now-learned-to-make-a-wishe couldn't help but feel more confident. Like the heroes in TV dramas, he flicked the non-existent cloak, then rounded the iron sword in his hand, and swept it out sideways. .

Needless to say, this is exactly the last trick of "chopping the waist".

The man with the knife secretly smiled in his heart, he is indeed a rookie with no experience, so what's the use of great strength.

In mid-air, he folded his body and stood still, just outside the attack range of the sword, and then swung one of the short knives towards Wishing.

Thanks to the exercise in the "super-gravity" environment, the reaction speed of the wish was not bad. Seeing the dagger that had been "poisoned" by the other party's tongue flying towards him, he hurriedly moved aside.

This can be regarded as a normal human stress response, but what he overlooked was that Mina and Brant were not far behind.

Brant had already recovered a bit, and only heard Wishing screaming non-stop. He was about to squint his eyes to see what was going on, when he saw a silver light shooting straight at Mina who was not far away from him.

Or how to say that wishing is a single dog, in this case the two people's coping methods are very different.

Brant yelled, "Mina be careful!"

Then he grabbed her arm and pulled it back. At the same time, he stood up and stood in front of the girl.

"Snatch!"

After a soft sound, Brant looked in disbelief at the dagger that was more than half buried in his chest, and slowly fell to the ground.

"Brant!"

Mina finally realized what had happened in the second just now. The boy who had been by her side had blocked a fatal knife for her with his own body.

She hurriedly fell to her knees, picked up Brant's head and put it on her round lap, and shook him vigorously: "Wake up!"

The tears that were not shed by the flash bombs finally burst out this time.

Brant opened his eyes weakly: "I'm sorry Mina, I'm afraid I can only accompany you here, and you have to go the rest of the way by yourself. I am really satisfied to see you cry for me."

"Why are you so stupid, all this is obviously because of me, I should be the one who died!"

Mina burst into tears and embraced Brant's head in her arms without thinking.

Feeling this rare softness, Brant closed his eyes contentedly.