Beauty without clothes

Just as the Vietnamese army was reorganizing its military capacity and its defense was beginning to show results, Mo Jianchen, who was commanding the defense, galloped under his crotch, and suddenly his front hooves stood on the spot, neighing in extreme pain.It turned out that a black shadow nailed a few ink darts into Ben Xiao's front legs from a distance from a slant, after a few ups and downs, he came to Mo Jianchen's side, and struck straight at his throat.Mo Jianchen escaped the fatal blow, but couldn't distract himself from tightening the reins, and simply rolled off his horse, with his spear resting on the ground.

The person who made the sneak attack was Wei Chenshang who was under control. Every move he made seemed extremely stiff, his eyes were anxious, he stared at Mo Jianchen, and he kept saying something with his lips flapping.It's a pity that the night vision is too poor, Mo Jianchen never thought that the assassin in front of him was actually holding the heart of protecting himself, and instinctively drew out his sword to defend himself.The two fought hundreds of moves at a time, and the Vietnamese army had no one to command them. They were attacked by the Wu army, and they began to become chaotic again.The Wu army marched forward triumphantly, killing the Yue army and retreating steadily.

The gate of Yucheng suddenly opened without warning.The Wu army cavalry outside the city rushed in, charging and killing, while setting fire to the city.The Vietnamese army was routing faster, and there were sticky sounds of swords cutting through flesh and blood and painful groans before dying.The fire broke out and raged everywhere, Mo Jianchen's eyes were wide open, his teeth were clenched tightly, he wished to die with this assassin, every move was a desperate move.Although the assassin's moves were stiff, his martial arts were so high that he couldn't free his hand at all. Seeing the Vietnamese army being killed in large numbers, Mo Jianchen raised his head and roared, his eyes were blood red.The city gate was opened, and Mo Jianchen's eyes were shattered. He turned his head and saw the thief who opened the city gate. It was Yang Feng who was bent over and wanted to escape.

He picked up the long spear on the ground with his toes, raised one end, and kicked it hard. The force was so great that he pierced Yang Feng's chest and nailed it hard into the city wall.Yang Feng's sinister eyes widened instantly, he stared at his chest in a daze, bleeding foam gushed from the corner of his mouth, his head drooped, and he was terribly dead.This shameless traitor who surrendered to the enemy and raised the butcher knife to his own people got what he deserved.Later, when the Yue people talked about this arduous war, they would describe the details of his being nailed to the city wall in a tone of extreme contempt, and greatly admired Mo Jianchen's wonderful volley shot, which was really relieved.

In the legend, taking the head of a general among thousands of horses is like searching for something, which is just an exaggeration and freehand brushwork in the storybook.Whoever has the ability and courage to face thousands of people, I will also go on.In the face of the berserk war machine, personal strength is pale and powerless.At the moment when Yang Feng died, Wei Chenshang finally got out of control. Although his body strength felt a bit forcibly overdrawn, he was able to speak.Amidst the chaos, Wei Chenshang immediately stopped his hand, turned back in the air to widen the distance between the two of them fighting, condensed the threads into a thread, and transmitted the voice to Mo Jianchen: "Marshal Mo, I am under the control of people with drugs. Offended. Yang Feng is a traitor and defected to the enemy. He has disclosed our army's defense plan to Wu Jun. This place is dangerous, and the marshal should go there immediately. If there are green hills left, there is no fear of running out of firewood!"

The gate of Yucheng was opened, and Mo Jianchen naturally knew that Yang Feng had been collaborating with the enemy a long time ago, but he didn't expect Wu Jun to get the defense map of the Vietnamese army!It clearly marked the strategic deployment of the Vietnamese army, the direction of attack, dispatching instructions, and even grain storage points and so on.Wu Jun's access to the deployment map is equivalent to choking the throat of the entire Yucheng defenders!Because after the war, the order cannot be easily changed.The war is changing rapidly, and elite soldiers without command will become headless flies.With awe in his heart, Mo Jianchen drew out the sword at his waist. The hilt of the sword was inlaid with a warm and transparent jade.

Wei Chenshang on that side had already sucked out all the ink darts on Ben Xiao's leg, and sprinkled the wound medicine on it.Mo Jianchen gave him a complicated look, and without saying anything, he jumped on his horse, with his red robe raised behind him, which was extremely eye-catching among the chaotic army.He no longer cared about attracting the attention of Wu Jun's archers in the dark, so he raised his spear, poured his inner strength, and flicked his sword five times, two long and one short, with a clanking sound of gold and iron.The Mohist iron cavalry soldiers in the chaos army heard this, and began to gather around Mo Jianchen from all directions.Mo Jianchen swung his sword and raised his spear, and led the cavalry to retreat to the southeast.

Yucheng was obviously lost, and the only way out was to take the Wochun Pass on Wochunling in the southeast, which could not be defended, and formed a corner with Yucheng's next line of defense.Then send reinforcements to detour and cut off the Wu army, take back Yucheng, and attack back and forth, which may be able to stabilize the battle situation, showing the trend of closing the door and beating dogs.Mo Jianchen rode his horse to kill the enemy, and he took the lead, cutting through the encirclement of Wu Jun like a sharp knife.In the other elite branches of the Vietnamese army, the surviving generals quickly led the troops to expand the two wings, and wiped out the tail.The group of sergeants without a leader quickly followed closely, and quickly twisted into a strand. They actually managed to cut a bloody path, rushed out of the encirclement of the Wu army, and quickly withdrew to the southeast.

Several generals under Mo Jianchen's command spread out to the two wings, and only his right general, Lin Hui, rushed behind him.Seeing that Mo Jianchen was drenched in blood and still rushing to kill without hesitation, Lin Hui hurriedly led eighteen Mo cavalry guards forward, attacking intensively to replace his already exhausted Marshal.Mo Jianchen breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that the army had broken out of the siege and retreated smoothly, he handed over the command to the left general Ye Yuchen, and took the opportunity to adjust his breath.When he was charging just now, he was under great pressure as a frontal blade.Wu Jun set fire to him alone, several times in danger.Wu Junzhong seems to have a very powerful archer, if not... He silently glanced at Wei Chenshang beside him.This silent shadow guard snatched an enemy horse, threw out all the black darts in his hand, and blocked the fatal arrows for him.

Wei Chenshang used an extremely powerful kung fu method, which can greatly improve the human body's potential in a short period of time, but at the cost of his life.He felt like a candle, slowly melting and burning, with only one thought left in his mind, Mo Jianchen could not die.This is his atonement.His complexion became paler and paler in the night, as gloomy as a ghost, and there was a trace of color strangely reflected.Mo Jianchen watched from the side in shock, this person's appearance was like the reflection of a dying person.There are not many ink darts left in the sleeve, and it cannot block several attacks.Wu Jun seems to have a capable person. He has been immersed in hidden weapons for many years and is extremely talented, but he is quite embarrassed by this person tonight, and he is risking his life.Of course, he smiled slightly, his life was worth it.The smile was a bit bitter, but more determined.

The two of them recovered a lot while the offensive slowed down. "Why did you fight back?" Mo Jianchen asked abruptly without turning his head.Wei Chen hurts his hearing so badly that he can hear clearly. He is not good at words, and he simply replied: "There is no way in the world, and there is no treason in the body." He made the mistake of delaying the military plane before, not to mention that he couldn't help himself.Anyone in Dayi can give a reason, but Wei Chenshou is putting his own life on the line and doing what he says.People are all selfish, whoever spares his life, who can give up easily?

The rushing Wolong River rushes down from the high mountains roaring, this road up the mountain and facing the river meanders up with the terrain, only allowing two horses to pass by.Seeing that Wochun Ridge was approaching, the whole army was moving forward quickly like a long snake.Mo Jianchen suddenly felt faintly worried. He rode his horse and looked forward. The mountain road was steep and the valley was deep. There were pursuers behind him, but he could only use the long snake formation to meet the enemy.This is the most dangerous option, the defense is too weak.Surviving in danger is also the most helpless choice!

In the night as thick as thick ink, silver light burst out, and voiceless voices whistled, coming through the air.

Wei Chenshang and Mo Jianchen passed by.Two silver rings kill one's life, one silver is sure of life and death.

This is a strange weapon in the ancient mechanism, three silver arrows that kill life, two arrows arrive first, and one arrow kills life.After entering the flesh, the silver arrow shaft shrinks into the flesh immediately, leaving only the silver arrow tail feathers outside the flesh.Wei Chenshang has practiced the tricks of tricks all year round, and when he sees the silver light, he immediately recognizes it.The life-threatening brilliance is extremely beautiful but extremely shocking.

He exhausted his last sliver of skill to block two arrows, but he only blocked two arrows.Archers are unparalleled in arm strength.The strength of the pair of arrows pierced through his shoulder blades, unabated, and rolled him into the deep ravine.Below the mountain road is the raging Wolong River.I only hope that God will bless Dayue, keep Mo Jianchen alive, and keep the enemy away from Yue.He squeezed out the last bit of strength to bend the lip line that had been tight for many years, so his life... would be regarded as death.The thorn bird's life-burning singing made Nightingale feel ashamed, and Wei Chen's sad smile at this time also gave that delicate and resolute face a breathtaking sense of magnificence.

Mo Jianchen's whole body was tense, a feeling of approaching danger made his hair stand on end, and out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a bunch of bright silver threads flashing away in the dark night.Wei Chen was standing in front of him, and the moment when the silver arrows pierced the flesh on his left and right shoulders seemed to be infinitely elongated.The man's entire body was lifted up by the double silver arrows, and black poisonous blood dripped down the corners of his mouth and arms.There was a hissing corrosion sound as it hit the ground all the way, and suddenly the whole person was swallowed by the raging white waves.Mo Jianchen's eyes could see clearly, but his body couldn't respond effectively, so he had to jump sideways in a haste.One is to avoid the silver arrow, and the other is to catch Wei Chenshang who rolled down the mountain road.Reluctantly, he didn't realize that he had fallen down the mountain road until he fell into the turbulent river and his left arm was in severe pain.

The sergeants near the two on the mountain road were shocked, and the army horses neighed one after another for a while.Ben Xiao kept digging his hooves on the side of the mountain road where his master rolled down, his voice was extremely sad.Ye Yuchen saw his coach fell into the mountain stream, and he couldn't rescue him in time, but he knew his responsibility under the pain.The whereabouts of the coach are unknown, and there are many pursuers.He ruthlessly touched his face, pointed his spear, suppressed his sadness, roared to re-arm, and roared to urge the army to move on.Lin Hui took the Mo family's eighteen riders to wait for an opportunity to search and rescue.

At this time, on the top of the Yiren cliff, the highest in Wochunling, stood a tall man with wild black long hair tied up with a jade crown. There is a faint halo of jade color, the eyebrow color is extremely thick, and the curls and tangles fly into the temples.The golden pupils had a sharp constriction, and they were narrowing slightly at this time, with a dangerous interest.The bridge of the nose undulates like a ridge, carrying a round and auspicious air.The lips under the nose are thin and uniform, and the lip color is very light.Although the facial features are pleasing to the eye, the sharpness like a blade is more obvious, and it is suddenly impossible to look directly at it.

The most special thing is that this person spreads a kind of power that cannot be detected by the naked eye, even the king of the world is not as good as him.It was as if his coercion was born from his roots.Let the people around him involuntarily have a feeling of awe, unable to raise the heart of resistance.Under the crotch is a magnificent white war horse, holding a silver longbow in his left hand, and slowly inserting the three silver long arrows set up by his right hand back into the quiver behind his back.A trace of undetectable interest appeared in the corner of his mouth, his tone was not fluctuating, his lips opened and closed, he retracted the longbow and stroked it slowly, and said to himself: "I used the three life-killing silver arrows and still missed it? Interesting."

The two people who fell into the deep ravine really narrowly escaped death.Wei Chenshang was carried very far by the two arrows, and fell straight back, falling into the water.This man ran out of fuel, and when he fell into the water, he was shot so faintly that a tiny hook shot out from the jade ring in his hand, and it was caught on a piece of dead wood floating in the middle of the river. , I was not submerged for a while and couldn't breathe.

And Mo Jianchen rolled down the cliff, and when he was about to fall into the shallows, the sword in his waist got stuck on a branch of the cliff, and he fell for a while. Mo Jianchen subconsciously lifted his foot and flew out into the river. Heart, just hugging the end of the dead tree with Wei Chen's injury.

Mo Jianchen's injuries were relatively minor. Seeing that Wei Chenshang was about to slide off the driftwood, he hurriedly pulled and pulled with his still strong right arm. The red robe behind his back wrapped them both on the driftwood and drifted southeast.The current was fast and the river was extremely wide. Mo Jianchen was wounded and dragged a fainted Wei Chenshang, so he couldn't get to the shore.Mo Jianchen had no choice but to lie on the driftwood and slowly adjust his breath. Fortunately, the wood was very strong and could hold the two of them.The night is coming to an end, and the morning mist slowly rises from the dense forest by the river, and the hazy floating light indistinctly outlines an ink outline of the surrounding environment.

Fortunately, it is summer, the river is not piercing.But the river water was still cold in the summer morning, Mo Jianchen's lips were slightly blue, and Wei Chenshang's lips were already blue-purple.If it wasn't for Mo Jianchen's continuous delivery of internal energy to him, Wei Chen would never be able to get out after getting in this wound, and it would be worth hanging on his life.The silver arrowhead was extremely tricky and penetrated extremely deep into the flesh. The wound it caused could not be healed, and blood was dripping.If the two of them can't get to the shore and get medical treatment in time, the bloodshed will make them wither into a layer of skin.

The water flow slowly eased, and the Wolong River turned a huge bend here. Mo Jianchen frowned deeply, carefully observing the surrounding environment under the twilight of the morning light.The Wolong River starts from the northeast, rushes to the southwest, and turns eastward at Qianyuan Mountain, rushing into the sea.When turning sharply, a large pool with a vast water surface is formed, which is called Qianyuantan by the world.

In this way, this is the boundary of Qianyuan Mountain, and the south of Qianyuan Mountain is Yaowang City.Mo Jianchen couldn't help feeling very lucky that the two of them should have received the best medical treatment for their injuries.Determined, he used his kung fu to resist the resistance of the river and swam to the edge of Qianyuantan.

Seeing that he was about to touch the shore, Mo Jianchen suddenly had a strange feeling that he just swam into something like a big water bubble.He looked up and saw that the surrounding environment was still the same, so he relieved himself, tightened his grip on Wei Chen, jumped out of the water, touched a piece of driftwood between his feet, and landed on the shore with lush water and grass after a few ups and downs.

After some strenuous exercise, Mo Jianchen hurriedly looked at Wei Chenshang, poked his fingertips under his nose, and felt at ease, as long as he still had a faint breath.We must save this person, he gritted his teeth.Mo Jianchen used his sword to cut open the already festering flesh, pinched the silver arrow's tail feather with one hand, and ruthlessly pulled it vigorously.The silver arrow pierced through the flesh, bringing up a bloody arrow, and Mo Jianchen's eyes went black from the pain.

Enduring the darkness in front of his eyes, Mo Jianchen quickly bandaged the wound.With his eyesight, even if he doesn't know the origin of the silver arrow, he can definitely see that it is extraordinary.Flipping over with one hand, he pulled out a corner of the battle robe, roughly wiped it clean, and put it in his arms.What made him feel strange was that the wound healed quickly now, and the pain eased a lot very quickly.

He looked at Wei Chen's injury, and suddenly became a little suspicious. This man's complexion turned out to be much better than before. Although the arrow in his flesh hadn't been pulled out, the blood had stopped.Taking a deep breath, Mo Jianchen found that his inner breath was running more smoothly and actively, and this place was quite strange.Danger lurks in the unknown, so Mo Jianchen decided to leave immediately.

Mo Jianchen let out a long sigh, lifted Wei Chenshou and carried it on his shoulders, ready to set off to find the official way to enter the city.Shaking his head, he couldn't help but whimpered and thought, alas, he owed this person several lives for no reason, and he could hardly remember the kindness of this person for several lifetimes.After walking for a while, Mo Jianchen wiped off the sweat from his forehead, looked up, the direction was right, he lived in Yaowang City for five or six years when he was young, and traveled with his colleagues, so he was very familiar with the boundaries here.With Wei Chenshang on his back, he leaned gently under a big tree that could not be carried by several people. Mo Jianchen was so exhausted that he leaned against the tree trunk, wanting to take a rest.

He actually lost his way.Mo Jianchen wanted to scold his mother a little bit, when is it, he was so lost in Lao Tzu's way.Human life is at stake, and Mo Jianchen wished he could grow wings and fly straight to the Yaowang City.He picked up Wei Chenshang cursingly, looked up at the rising sun, recognized the direction, and walked forward again.The scenery is getting more and more strange, the surrounding trees are so tall that they don't seem to be in Qianyuan Mountain, or even in the human world.Mo Jianchen was taken aback by his own thought, and when he fixed his eyes, the surrounding ancient trees seemed to have towered into the clouds, and white clouds were floating among the branches and leaves.

Mo Jianchen was really frightened.He is a martial artist, and he doesn't like to read strange tales, so he naturally doesn't know some anecdotes about the medicine tree tribe, and he doesn't know it when he enters the enchantment of the medicine tree tribe.At this time, Yao Zhen was biting the white brocade quilt on his body, and fell into a dazed sleep, about to roll off the straw couch.Suddenly there was a tingling numbness on his skin, which made him slowly wake up from his deep sleep.After a while, those big green eyes suddenly opened, and the sleepiness stopped, someone broke into the barrier!