Rebirth: Degenerate Slave Abuses Tyrant

Luo Wei’s voice just fell, the city’s drums thundered, and the Northern Yan Army attacked the city.

The defending champion stepped forward and kept Luo behind him. "The son still goes down the city first."

"No," Rovi smiled and said to the generals: "Everything is pleased."

The battlefield was torn, the bones were everywhere, and the blood flowed into the river.

Rovi stood silently. He has changed many things in this life, so even if he died in this city of Sangha, he has nothing to regret.

"The son!" The defending defender was in front of Rowe, fearing that the arrow raining under the city would hurt Luo Wei.

"I'm sorry," Rowe said.

A look at the defending, turned to look at Rowe.

Luo Wei looked at Wei Wei and said: "I am tired of you."

Wei Wei looked at Luo Wei for a while, then said: "The son will not have anything!"

Rowe said: "I hope that you have nothing to do."

The defending hand fell from the knife, and a flying arrow broke into two pieces at the feet of the two. "The defending is a life, the son is assured, the defending will fight for death, and the son must be well-rounded."

"Where is the life of a human being?" Luo Wei chuckled behind Wei Wei. "We are both dead together, so that Huangquan Road is not lonely."

The wind and snow are getting more and more frenzied, and people are almost blind.

The defending heart is warm, and the person behind him is accompanied, and the road to Huangquan must not be lonely.

Rovi looked at the defending guards in front of him, but he had a sigh in his heart. If they couldn’t get through, wouldn’t he harm the defending?

The Northern Yan Army attacked the city for one night, and when the sky was bright, it was the gold.

"The son," the clothes on the defending body were stained with blood and ran to the front of Rowe: "Are you injured?"

Rovi shook his head. "What about you? Can you be injured?" The man was first looking at him.

"No," defending the station stood a little farther away from Luo Wei, fearing that the **** smell on his body made Luo Wei uncomfortable.

"Isn't it hurting here?" Rowe saw a wound with a fleshy valgus on his left leg. "Don't it hurt?" Rowe immediately reached for the defending.

"The son, I am dirty," but the defending man hid in the past and said, "I will go to the doctor for a while and it will be fine."

"The son," at this time, he was not seriously injured, but the officers who were able to move were gathered together.

"You, Luo Yun, a scholar, are not proficient in defending the city," Luo Wei said to the crowd: "I also ask your brothers to work harder, the younger brother thanked him first," said Luo Wei, rushing to the crowd. As a tribute.

The officials were busy evasively avoiding the salute of Rowe, the gift of the Son of Heaven, and these martial artists could not afford it.

"The three sons are assured," Xu Chuan, one of the cronies of Luo Qi, said to Luo Wei: "I will wait for the day to be safe, and I will guarantee the peace of this city of Sangha!"

"Okay," Rovi was still in the air, and said: "I am in the city, there is something to call me before I am ordered."

"The three sons still go back to rest," Xu Chuan said: "I have to wait for the guard here."

"The snow is too big," said Luo Weidao. "It is a pity that the brothers are here to kill the enemy side by side. How can I go to the warm room again?"

The public will no longer speak more, but they will all sing a ritual. Although these three sons are young, they have the grace of their brothers. Even for the great coach Luo Qi, they also want Paul Wei’s peace.

Next to a pile of bonfires under the wall, Rowe concentrated on wrapping the wounds for the defending.

"Do you still learn medicine?" asked Wei Wei.

Luo Wei smiled and said: "I have seen a little medical book." In the last world, if he would not heal himself, how did he survive the decade?

The defending guard saw that Rovi’s mouth had blood on the splash. He rubbed it with his hand and touched the lips of Rovi’s lips. He was shocked and found his hand and looked at Luo Wei.

Luo Wei just smiled and leaned his head on the defending shoulder. He said, "Hey, it’s so cold today."

The defending warrior surrounded him with Luo Wei and said, "Will this be better?"

"much better."

Two people who are together in the snow, listening to each other's heartbeat, slowly slept.