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Chapter 341 A Story Without a Protagonist

It wasn't until this moment that Bao'er really realized that the distance between himself and the pure man was getting farther and farther, farther and farther, so far that it was beyond reach...

Bao'er naturally knew that [-]% of the reason why he changed his face was because he went to Pengshan Wonderland.It is no longer so puzzling to think that even a big and three rough guy like Jojo has become a handsome guy, and his appearance has also changed.only……

If it was said that Bao'er's all-powerful face was still a bit heroic and strong, then his current face only has the all-powerful beauty and the enchanting beauty of a confidante!
"No! I want to be a pure man, not a coquettish bitch!"

"But little brother, you have obviously become more beautiful! Why don't you still be hilarious?"

"I just want to be a pure man!"

"But little brother, haven't you always been a pure man?"

"Hey, damn girl, look for a beating!"

"Slightly slightly slightly!"

Little Bao'er turned around and ran away, but Bao'er didn't catch up to teach the little girl a lesson.Instead, he put his hand into his skirt, and patted "pia, pia, pia" on his chest a few times.Fortunately, the hardened skin on his chest didn't feel the pressure he expected, which made Bao'er breathe a sigh of relief.

"Lucky, lucky! The two lumps of flesh that shouldn't have grown didn't grow after all!"

But after being careless, Bao'er remembered that he seemed to have forgotten the existence of someone behind his neck.When Bao'er turned her head back, she realized that her apprentice, Jian Xin, had turned her face into a big "囧".At this moment, Bao'er could even understand the shock, surprise, doubt, puzzlement, fear, loss and a little bit of luck deep in Kenshin's heart from his single expression.

Bao'er can understand the previous concentration, but what's the matter with the last little luck?
After Bao'er got up, almost every step she took, there would be a crisp pottery shattering sound all over her body.Even Bao'er himself felt that his whole body was shackled like a layer of shackles, and his body was sore and itchy, which always gave him an urge to scratch and then hurry up.

Zai Taro and Wuming, who have been with Baoer day and night, also noticed the change in Baoer's appearance, and both of them expressed great shock.But it was just a shock, not as violent as Xiao Baoer and Jian Xin.From Wuming's point of view, Bao'er just took off the disguise on his face, who made Bao'er act more like a ninja than a samurai in his daily life!Therefore, in Wuming's mind, Bao'er has always been regarded as a martial arts genius who has mastered various ninjutsu.

As for the remaining three of Jin Yiwei, Feng Wu never had the chance to observe Bao'er's appearance carefully.Luo Lang's attention was always on Bao'er's skill, but he directly ignored his appearance.The only Huochou who had close contact with Bao'er was too scared when he was beaten, so he didn't remember Bao'er's appearance.When refining the medicine, it was because Bao'er made his face covered in blood, and he didn't see Bao'er's appearance clearly.So these three people didn't notice the change in Bao'er at all...

At this time, Wuming noticed that after the little girl ran away, Jian Xin, who followed to chase the little girl, threw Baoer's precious mirror on the ground casually.Wuming usually saw Bao'er put the mirror close to his heart, so he walked over to pick up the mirror.But the moment his hand touched Yuedu's mirror, he stayed in place as if he had been frozen!

Seeing Wuming's strange behavior, Luo Lang, who was not acquainted with Wuming, kindly stepped forward to help him pick up the mirror on the ground.But how could he imagine that the moment he touched the mirror, he would be frozen in the same place as Wuming!

"Boom!"

With the loud noise when the foot of the altar collapsed, Feng Wu's embarrassing figure was slowly revealed from the smoke and dust of the collapse.

"Where's the sword? Where's my sword?"

At this moment, Feng Wu's left arm had already bent unnaturally at an opposite angle, and half of the broken blade was stuck on the back of his neck.Feng Wu, who was spitting blood, straightened up and saw Luo Lang standing not far away, so he staggered towards Luo Lang.

"Lord Luo Lang, sword...Lord Luo Lang..."

As he was dying, Feng Wu stretched out his hand to grab Luo Lang, but was mercilessly avoided by Luo Lang, who was always holding his right hand in his arms.In the next moment, Feng Wu fell beside Luo Lang, lost his voice, and died with regret.

This is another illusion mirror created by Yuedu Baojing for the two of them, an extremely cruel illusion mirror without Baoer, Jianxin, and little girl.Wushuang single-handedly killed Shuichen, Yuechen and Fengwu, and rescued the helpless Zaitaro from the top of the altar.And Wuming's opponents to face at this time are only Bai Luan and Luo Lang.

"The guy who can kill Yuechen and Fengwu alone is indeed a very powerful man."

But behind Luo Lang, Bai Luan just lit the matchlock, opened the fire door of the fire gun, and told Luo Lang: "Don't be fooled, get out of the way!"

Luo Lang stepped aside and allowed Bai Luan to aim his gun at Wuming, whose eyes were blinded by the enemy's blood.

"It's over!"

"boom!"

Wuming, who heard the gunshot, immediately lowered his head to check his body, but found that there was no sign of being shot.

On the opposite side of Wuming, Bai Luan, whose left hand and gun barrel were severed by Luo Lang, turned his surprised and puzzled eyes to Luo Lang.

"You bastard, are you crazy?"

"This subordinate is very clear-headed." Luo Lang bowed to Bai Luan and said, "Now this subordinate feels that it is great to be able to come to this country. This is the first time this subordinate has encountered a comparable opponent. Thank you very much for bringing me here."

"You bastard! You bastard servant!"

Bai Luan roared angrily and pulled out the broken knife at his waist to slash at Luo Lang, but Luo Lang didn't even bother to dodge, so he swung two knives and took Bai Luan's life on the spot.

Bai Luan, who was lying in a pool of blood, raised his head and roared with the last of his strength: "You bastard, you want to monopolize the elixir before your mother. You are really a hidden bastard. A ruthless person like you , You will not have a share of the fairy medicine! The only person who can enjoy the fairy medicine is me!"

"puff!"

Luo Lang hit back with a dart and hit Bai Luan on the forehead, completely ending his life.After finishing Bai Luan, Luo Lang walked towards Wuming with a sharp blade in his hand, and Zaitaro pulled out Wuming's saber from the neck of Huochou who was thrown to death by Wuming with a "flying knife".Zitaro raised his long knife with difficulty to face Luo Lang who was coming, and Wuming who was behind him, who was wiping the blood in his eyes with Qingxue, also asked Zitaro what happened.

"The yellow-haired barbarian has just killed his companion, and he's all that's left."

The fire in Shiziyin Walled City was still burning, but there were only three of them left alive.After cleaning his eyes, Wuming noticed that his arm was seriously injured, and it hurt badly even if he moved it casually.Not far away, Luo Lang naturally also noticed Wuming's injury, and he took the initiative to take out the so-called "fairy medicine" that Bai Luan gave him but never bothered to take from his arms, and told Wuming:
"Eat it, eat it, and you won't, feel pain."

But Wuming stood up, took the saber from Zitaro, smiled and said to Luo Lang: "No need, a little pain makes people feel alive."

Luo Lang was a little surprised by Wuming's choice, but he felt that Wuming's choice was reasonable.

"Okay, that's great!" Luo Lang sincerely praised Wuming and said, "I appreciate you more and more!"

"Clap!"

"Crack!"

Luo Lang threw his "fairy medicine" on the floor and crushed it with his feet.

And Wuming walked to a piece of burning wood alone, and warmed the already cold long knife and right hand, so as to prevent the hand from being constantly used in the next duel, or because the knife was too cold and suddenly broke during the duel. Lose.After a while, Wuming's right hand finally regained some consciousness, he left the fire with the sword in his hand, and walked towards Luo Lang.

At this moment, the two quasi-first-class swordsmen knew that a life-and-death contest was about to begin!

"hiss!"

The two who left from the illusion mirror of Yuedu Baojing took a breath, and they looked at each other and immediately jumped out of each other's attack range.The two touched their heads at the same time, only to find that their hair was already wet with cold sweat.And the two finally realized that what they saw just now was nothing but an illusion.

"Don't touch other people's things, sometimes accidents happen, you know!"

Bao'er, who also found that the two were different, came forward to pick up her own mirror from the ground after seeing them recover.

"What do you see? Is it a world without old ladies?"

The two nodded in unison.

"So, which ending is more enjoyable to you, or makes you feel better?"

……

the third

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