Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

The Holy Kingdom and the United Cities are rivals.

As the largest slave empire, the Union City was also an enemy of the anti-slavery people.

In the battles with the Union City, the anti-slavery rebels were often at a disadvantage, and sometimes had to end up being chased, intercepted, and killed in bloody battles.

According to common sense.

They should also take the initiative to find allies at this time, join forces vertically and horizontally, use the enemy's enemies to contain each other, and even directly use other people's power to try to overthrow the United City is not impossible -

In fact, this was not done.

Now there is an answer.

"What we have in front of us is neither an overnight enemy nor an overnight friend. Even if the United City will be destroyed, if it is occupied by the Holy Empire or the former Shark Kingdom, it will not be the ending we want, or even worse. ." Ronin stood up, "What's more, there are too many idiots in this world. You think you can use them, but in the end they want to use you as their own knife-and eat them together."

Lu Meng finally spoke.

He said: "What do you want to do by saying this to me?"

Ronin said: "The Red King is a smart man, you should understand."

Whether it was a pretense of clarifying with Princess Seto at the beginning, or using the relationship between the Holy Kingdom and United City as an example... it was just a metaphor.

There was only one problem he wanted to explain.

In the swamps, in the Shen Land... Lu Beiyou indeed made enemies of the United City and even the merchant guild behind the scenes along the way, and repeatedly frustrated their plans.

But essentially.

It's just a battle of interests.

It does not mean that he is a fellow traveler with the anti-slavery people.

"I know that you have been looking for us," Ronin looked at Jaeger and Bo, "I am also very grateful for your help to us in Shark Village... That period of cooperation gave us a basic trust."

"But it is this kind of trust that allows me to speak..." He paused, "'we' cannot trust you."

Contradictory words.

But it’s not incomprehensible.

If it were not for this basic trust, the anti-slavery people would not even have the will to investigate, let alone have the slightest contact with Lu Meng.

However, if the Red King’s purpose is to use the power of the anti-slavery people to fight against their common enemy, the United City—

The final answer.

Still refused.

As Ronin said his last words, the air in the room suddenly became cold.

The atmosphere felt like it had dropped to freezing point.

It was obviously not yet late autumn outside, but even the anti-slavery people felt a chill on their fingertips.

Not to mention the other party.

"It's not like this……"

Bo, who was standing behind the door, had a complex expression on his face. He took a step forward and wanted to say something, but Ronin stopped him with a gesture.

He slowly approached Lu Meng, and the candlelight gradually illuminated his appearance.

It can be seen that the figure of this ronin is quite thin, and the limbs and torso are also extremely shriveled. There is only one big and flat head - this is actually a hive soldier.

"We will be leaving here soon. We came to Shem just by passing through. We don't want to disturb the Red King... I miss the house here very much." He said, "As for what you did in Shark Village ——Since you are here, we are also willing to give you corresponding rewards, such as material things.”

Although the anti-slavery people seemed to be wandering around and hiding in the market, in fact they also had their own base.

On relative productivity and technological level.

No less than an ordinary big force.

Ronin said this, and the other anti-slavery people also understood what he meant. In fact, even if Lu Meng did not appear, they would not stay here long.

At that moment, everyone stood up.

Some people even packed up their things casually and quickly, obviously already accustomed to such a life of running around and changing battles quickly.

Jaeger hesitated.

In the end, he didn't say anything, just sighed softly, and then moved together with his companions.

Ronin was waiting, waiting for Lu Meng to make his request.

Finally Lu Meng nodded.

But he opened his mouth and said:

"No, you can't leave."

The soldiers, bees and ronin were stunned, including all the anti-slavery people, thinking that they had heard something wrong.

"Your Excellency..." he tried.

But the words are not finished yet.

Ronin suddenly became alert and leaned back suddenly.

A violent wind blew towards my face.

Lu Meng takes action!

There was no warning, and no one present reacted.

Only the war-level Ronin caught the slightest hint of the breeze.

Then a storm breaks out!

The slender waist of the Hive Ronin was folded back, almost parallel to the ground, but his feet were still standing firmly, as if frozen, and he was able to escape the oncoming storm.

It was a brown fist shadow.

Messy textures.

It is obviously the cooked cowhide arm armor worn by the Red King.

This moment of time was won.

The Ronin finally reacted and was shocked: "You..."

But faster than his speaking voice, when the first syllable had just finished brewing in his lungs and spit out from his throat, Lu Meng raised his knees and lower body, and a whip leg whizzed over, sweeping across his lower body.

The steel-embedded leather boots, driven by huge force, the force of the toes is like breaking gold and stone.

But Ronin's reaction was just as quick.

While he subconsciously screamed in surprise, his body had already reacted first.

The ronin exerted force at an extremely strange angle, his feet suddenly lifted his whole body into the air, and he flipped back to the ground.

The robe he lifted up was kicked by Lu Meng.

The tough hundred-layer bottom cloth was shattered on the spot, raising fiber dust.

"Swoosh!"

Before he could stand firm, the ronin had already hit out with a cloud-piercing hand, his five fingers together like a cone, bringing a sharp sound of breaking wind.

It just happened to catch Lu Meng's next punch.

At this time, the ronin stood firm, and immediately exerted force in the second stage, using the earth as the foundation, and pouring all his strength into it.

It happened suddenly.

His reaction was half a beat slow.

But to compete in martial arts with anti-slavery people...

That's really overestimating one's own ability!

The ground under his feet was instantly stepped two inches deep, and sand and dirt shot out.

It was so fast that it turned into an afterimage.

The two fists collided.

In an instant, the disturbed air raised a huge wind, which suddenly spread with them as the center.

All the candles in the room were blown out instantly.

At this time, the rest of the people present realized what had just happened.

And the fight had already lasted for several rounds.

"Trap?!"

The anti-slavers were shocked.

If their leader hadn't been here, based on their reaction just now... I'm afraid they would have suffered heavy losses in a single encounter.

When will they die?

It depends on when it's their turn.

The anti-slavers immediately took action, and the panic was gone in an instant like a flash of thought.

Someone rushed directly to the door.

The target was Princess Shak brought by the Red King.

No matter what the other party's intentions were, bringing the daughter of the stone demon with him was a bargaining chip that made people cautious, and it would also make him cautious.

"Wait..."

Bo, who was beside the little princess, subconsciously stepped forward to stop them, wanting to stand between the two sides.

But before she could act.

She saw Seto, who was wearing a crimson robe, had already passed her directly.

Before the anti-slaver and the petite Bo could react, a green light suddenly appeared from her hand.

The anti-slaver only saw a shadow.

On the blade was his own shadow.

He was chopped on the head.

"Pah!"

The anti-slaver fell over, rolled several times on the ground, and hit the table leg.

The sand table, cups and bowls that were originally placed on it... all fell down with the broken wooden table and smashed all over his body.

There was a concave red mark on his face.

He was unconscious.

Seto turned his hand back and took a defensive posture.

"You..."

Bo looked at her back in surprise.

She saw clearly that Seto had just used the back of the knife.

This move could certainly knock people unconscious and even break their cheek bones... but if it was replaced with a blade, his companion would have been beheaded at this moment.

What surprised Bo even more was.

She remembered: half a year ago, in the Dancing Skeleton Shelter in Shark Village.

This little princess was kidnapped by me, and she could only rely on hidden knife sneak attacks to kill... Now she can have such fighting power in a direct confrontation.

Even if she is the daughter of the stone demon.

But in terms of talent alone, without being taught by her... it is impossible for her to grow up so quickly.

——The secret.

Only the battered beak beast coaches can know.

On the other side.

The anti-slavery boy who set up the mechanism at the beginning did not rush to the battle group, but turned around and pounced.

He held the lever.

Now the candles are all extinguished and it is dark, but even before, few people can find that the hidden corners of the commune hut have been set up with chain crossbows.

Those loaded arrows.

Flashing with a subtle light.

Every time he arrived at a place to stay, even if he only rested for ten minutes, he could quickly set up various mechanisms to help his companions turn the terrain into a safe fortress.

However, the moment this so-called Red King entered the door, he broke his skill.

Although it is understandable.

But he was reliable, but he was also a young man, so he was inevitably a little resentful.

Of course, he didn't have any relevant emotions in his heart now, and he didn't care about so much.

Although the room was dark.

But with the frantic sound of the wind and the fighting of fists and feet and his familiarity with the layout of the machine crossbow, he was sure to capture the opponent's position.

To help the ronin.

The boy was about to pull down the lever.

"Click."

But his wrist was locked.

It was Jage.

"You're crazy!" the boy said angrily.

He knew that the other party admired the Red King very much, but now that things have come to this, the two sides have erupted in conflict - is Brother Jage going to give up their anti-slavery stance and bottom line and stand on the opposite side?

"Don't move." Jage ignored him, picked him up and threw him aside.

The next moment.

There was an explosion on the spot.

A figure directly hit their previous position, the mechanism was broken, and steel frames, screws, and wood chips flew out.

The young anti-slavery was stunned.

He saw the person clearly.

It was none other than their leader!

If he had just activated the mechanism and fired all the arrows, not only would they not have been able to hit the Red King, but they would have covered the Ronin's retreating trajectory.

As soon as the Red King started.

He had secretly figured out his plan.

A war-level fight.

Not something they could get involved in.

But now, what really surprised the boy was not these.

But they were also leaders of the war level...

They were repelled!

Ronin slowly stood up, his clothes were torn and stained with a lot of dust.

Although this is not enough to hurt him.

But this is for a war class.

It was definitely considered embarrassing.

He was equally astonished.

Ronin had heard from Jie Ge that Lu Beiyou was extremely talented and it didn't take long for him to learn the essence of their ancient martial arts.

But at first, he didn't care.

First of all, the anti-slavery people have no prohibition on teaching martial arts privately. As long as power is in the hands of the right people, it is indispensable. This is also the philosophy of their boss.

And this is considered a little reward in advance.

Secondly, Jaeger's skill level is indeed outstanding among the anti-slavery people, but it is still far behind a war-level fighter like himself.

The vision and knowledge are here.

Being praised by Jaeger does not mean that he needs Ronin's attention - practice time is here, and no matter how talented he is, he still needs to catch up slowly.

But I didn't expect...

The white-haired young man walked out of the darkness, with a pair of bright eyes like a beast hunting at night.

His muscles were engorged and slightly bulging.

Chest rises and falls.

Obviously it's not completely easy.

But he was still wearing a big cloak.

Ronin took a deep breath and assumed an offensive stance, clenching a pair of inhuman palms with three claws.

The momentum rises visibly.

There seemed to be a touch of blood leaking from the fingers - from the dead souls of countless slave owners.

The opponent's swiftness was impressive.

But he also got serious.

Ronin...Anti-slavery people have always known that the only way to break free from bondage is through tenderness.

To do that, a lot of people need to be hurt.

Even if people don't want to.

In his eyes, Lu Meng also slowly lowered his body and put his hand into the waist of the cloak.

Ronin suddenly became alert.

He knew that although the opponent had suppressed him for a time when fighting with bare hands just now, the main reason was his strength advantage.

Just talking about skills.

The other party is obviously immature.

Even during the fight, you can clearly feel that he is gradually improving... his terrible learning ability... but at least for now, he is not as good as himself.

But Ronin didn't forget it.

In intelligence, what the Red King has always been proud of is his sword skills.

I saw Lu Beiyou.

He knew that the other party was getting serious, so he wanted to show off his best tricks and compete.

And this is no small matter.

Life and death can be decided in a split second.

"bring it on……"

The thought just moved.

Both sides broke out.

Just the speed of movement caused a strong gust of wind, which made people's faces hurt.

Lu Meng took out his right hand from his waist.

Ronin seemed to have already seen the beautiful arc - but he was prepared and reacted faster.

He reached with one hand.

He actually greeted him directly.

He has the ability to catch a sword with his bare hands, but he never expects to be able to use it at this time. He only hopes to be able to block it for a moment, even if his hand is broken off.

Ronin opened his eyes wide and could only barely lock onto the trajectory in the darkness.

But this is a short time difference.

It's enough to determine the chance of victory.

He caught it.

But it exploded.

"Wow!"

Like an air bag exploding, the top-quality liquor brewed by the White Eyebrow Clan rushed directly into Ronin's eyes with great force, pouring liquid drops like a rainstorm into his arms.

Lu Meng shook off the wine bag's hand and took it free.

Pushed hard onto his chest.