Two-dimensional Wanderer

Another blow, foolishness or not retreating.

Continuous attacks, continuous blood spurts, but the hands holding her became even tighter.

The bones of Ying Luo's body clacked.

The stupid eyes were already blood-colored, and the lower half of his face was covered with black blood.

But he still shouted in a hoarse voice: "Ugly, do it!"

The reason why he has not fallen is to fight for opportunities for his teammates.

It was this thought that made him transcend life and death, and above the pain of the flesh.

At this moment, he was not weaker than Ying Luo at all, and was fully qualified to fight her.

Even more qualified than Kenshin!

Yin Luo expressed deep admiration and stopped attacking.

Since you can't break free, you don't have to waste your efforts. What's more important right now is the attack from another person.

The ugly hands were full of blood, he looked at Yingluo, and Yingluo also looked at him.

Where will the attack come from and in what form?

Yingluo thought.

Ugly didn't move either, and seemed to be thinking about how to attack.

Stupid but shouted again: "Do it!"

Let both of them tighten their nerves.

Ugly moved, and Yingluo was also on guard, ready to face the next attack.

But with the sound of footsteps, the attack did not come.

Because the footsteps are going in the opposite direction.

Ugly ran away.

He threw away his partner and gave up the opportunity created by the opponent's life.

Ugly...run away.

The air quieted down.

Now how to do?

Before Yingluo could figure out why, the power that was standing still disappeared without a trace, and the huge body fell softly to the ground like a fish with its bones taken out.

The stupid blood-red eyes became empty, just staring at the gloomy sky.

He couldn't even knock down Erzhong Jin, but he was easily knocked down by his partner.

The spirit can override the body, but if the spirit has no sustenance, it is like duckweed, unable to support anything.

The snow gradually thickened, and the wind picked up.

Like a cold knife, it cuts everyone's body.

Under such a situation, Yingluo had no intention of killing her in pain. Seeing the stupidity of the gossamer, she sighed and turned to leave, but she didn't want to be caught by the other side.

Still fighting?

of course not.

Stupid pointed to himself, and then pointed to the big tree next to him.

Let yourself pull him over to that big tree?

Looking at the huge body of the other party, Yingluo let out a long sigh, this is a work of strength.

But for the sake of the other party's last wish, she sent the Buddha to the West.

She pulled Stupidity to the tree and nodded to her as a thank you.

Yingluo waved his hand indifferently, but was rather curious about why he insisted on going under this tree.

The answer came quickly.

Stupidly patted the tree trunk a few times, a squirrel stuck its head out of the tree hole, and ran up to him in three or two strokes.

Yingluo was almost dumbfounded.

Stupid took out a few pieces of food from his arms, and the squirrel jumped on it and ate it.

He is smiling, very calm, and obviously rough in appearance, but has a slender heart.

Because of this, the previous betrayal was even more painful.

Yingluo was a little sighed, although she was an enemy, she couldn't help but feel a little pity.

Stupid suddenly beckoned to her and caught her eye.

Then a rope was pulled out from the ground, and in Yinluo's wide eyes, it was pulled out without hesitation.

Explosion, vibration, and... dazzling white light!

Although he closed his eyes immediately, the tears still flowed uncontrollably.

He forced himself to open his eyes, but it was a vast expanse of white, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

The old man in the temple sighed silently when he heard the sound in the distance.

"It took so long to prepare, or is there such a big price to pay?"

He stood up, opened the door, and looked at the wind and snow outside.

"But it's all expected. Next, let me end everything!"

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Chapter 62 Boxing

I don't know when the wind and snow became violent. The leader of An Naiwu, the old man with white beard and hair, stood tall and straight in the open space in front of the temple. Although the wind was cold and extremely cold, he only wore a single shirt and closed his eyes to rest. , not even aware of it.

His head and shoulders were covered with snow, but his heart was surging like lava.

Since the mechanism has been activated, it means that his subordinates are already dead.

Said to be a subordinate, but it is a relative.

And his relatives are not many, and today he lost a few more.

That being the case, what else is there to say.

Nothing more than to avenge them...or go after them!

Killing or being killed, isn't that how you have come here in your entire life?

The sound of footsteps on the snow rang out.

The old man opened his eyes.

Ying Luo lowered her head and staggered out of the woods. Her long hair and clothes were covered with many fallen leaves and branches, and she was very embarrassed.

But she was not alone, but two.

Not Kenshin.

Rather ugly.

At this moment, he was lying on the ground, dragged by Yingluo's feet, his arms were broken, his eyes rolled, and he didn't know his life or death.

But Yingluo never cared about corpses, and the one who could make her waste her energy must be a living person.

"Isn't it Pudao Zhai?" The old man was also a little surprised. He glanced at the ugliness on the ground, and then asked, "Who are you?"

"You should be talking, but I'm sorry, thanks to you, my ears are buzzing right now, and I can't hear what you're talking about." Ying Luo raised her head, she narrowed her eyes, and turned ugly to Before throwing a fling, he said, "Hmph, I thought it was a coward who escaped from the battle. Was it all a show to make me careless? If you want me to say, compared to killers, you have a much better future in forming a play troupe."

Yes, the so-called escape and betrayal are just stupid and ugly performances.

Even if he is controlled by stupidity, Ugly does not think that he has the ability to kill Yingluo. Since he has already determined his incompetence, it is meaningless to be brave. It is good to return everything to the original plan.

They are not killers at all, or in other words, everyone in An Naiwu is not a killer when they are pulled out alone.

They are the parts that make up an instrument, and only when they are combined can they really play a role.

An Naiwu is not a killer organization, it is the real killer.

Ah Fu is responsible for depriving the enemy of hearing, stupidity and ugliness are responsible for depriving the enemy of sight, and the old man, the highest kung fu leader in Anai Wu, is responsible for killing the scarred enemy.

From the very beginning, they didn't need to fight Yingluo for life and death, all the previous ones were just 'playing without permission'.

The old man takes great care of his own people and does not ask them to fight for life and death, all he has to do is turn off the engine.

Although gunpowder is dangerous, as long as it is handled properly, there are still traces to follow.

Unlike people, when they are kind they are extremely kind, and when they are evil they are extremely evil.

Elusive.

The old man has been enlightened all his life, but he doesn't understand why the same people who grew up eating rice have given birth to countless different ideas.

Money, power, fame, sex, everyone has their own pursuits, resulting in irreconcilable differences, and then conflicts erupt.

Is it that hard to live a good life?

He just wanted to have three meals a day, so why did he become the killer of the shogunate?

He didn't know and didn't need to know.

Because now, he just wants revenge!

The snow on his body melted silently, and a fierce aura erupted from the old man's body, like a flame.

Although Yingluo couldn't see with his eyes, his senses were much sharper than before, and it seemed that even his skin could perceive everything.

She raised her eyebrows and said with admiration: "What an amazing momentum, it seems that you should be their leader, right?"

"That's right, the old man is the leader of An Naiwu. In the name of the shogunate, he came to take the head of the Swordsman!" The old man paused for a while: "But it doesn't matter, even if you are not the Swordsman, I will take the place of my subordinates. Take revenge!"

"I said, I can't hear you." Yingluo shrugged and said, "If you want to fight, hurry up, if you don't fight, hand over Ba!"

"Xuedaiba, are you here for her too? Can't you see that she is the daughter of a low-level warrior and can make many experts." The old man said and took a few steps to the side, but Yingluo was still standing facing him. direction.

Sure enough, vision has not recovered.