Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 774 How to spare your life (one more)

"Qing'er, why are you here?" he asked in surprise.

"I'll come to you before you come to me!" she said.

Stepping on the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, her voice was as light and cheerful as ever, with a hint of playfulness.

It gave him an illusion, as if he had returned to Changping Village, and the two were standing on the ridge full of broad bean flowers.

The previous trace of fear was gone now.

He straightened his back, feeling that there was nothing in the world to fear anymore.

What about thousands of troops?

"The sword has no eyes, wait for you to be behind me!"

He urged, his fingers clenched the steel knife in his hand again.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes were locked on the enemy on her side.

Hearing what he said, she smiled: "Cut, do I still need you to cover my force value? Let me cover you!"

Luo Fengtang's head was full of black lines.

Over there, the enemy army also saw clearly the man who came here alone.

"Little girl, your skills are good, and your appearance is not bad. Go back with me and be my concubine. How about spare your life?"

Over there, the enemy general sitting high on the horse pointed a knife at Yang Ruoqing and asked loudly.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at him and twitched the corner of her mouth.

"You're too ugly, I don't want it!" she said.

That will stare: "What did you say? Do you dare to say it again?"

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes at him: "It's not your fault that you look ugly, it's your fault that you are disgusting!"

"Malagobi, give it to me, hack the man to death, capture the woman alive, I will rape her first and then kill her!"

With an order, all the enemy troops surrounded them from all directions, like a ferocious tide, which seemed to engulf the two here.

Here, Yang Ruoqing clearly felt Luo Fengtang's body tense instantly.

He also felt the murderous aura overflowing from him.

She said, "Tangyazi, let's compare the two to see who kills more enemies, and the winner will be rewarded!"

His eyes also lit up: "Okay!"

This is the first time the two have actually fought side by side.

They handed over their backs to each other and concentrated on dealing with the enemy they were facing.

Because of the addition of Yang Ruoqing, the situation of the battle has been significantly reversed.

Compared with Luo Fengtang's knife, Yang Ruoqing's move appeared to be well-trained.

Her every move and every style has been organized through special training.

The training is not how to fight the enemy for a long time, but the killing skills of one-shot kill.

With one knife and one knife, a fresh life was ended in her hands.

Blood stained her clothes and splashed onto her fair little face.

If it were another woman, she would have been scared to death a few times.

And she didn't blink an eyelid.

Chopping melons and vegetables, entering and exiting several times in the enemy's army, it is easy to kill.

Moreover, she cooperated very well with Luo Fengtang.

Many times, there is a silent tacit understanding between each other.

She had an illusion, as if she had returned to her previous life, when she fought side by side with her senior brother.

The long-lost sense of familiarity emerged spontaneously, she completely released her inner demons, killed one party, and killed her so much that she was red-eyed.

Over there, the general never made a move.

His eyes were locked behind Yang Ruoqing, waiting for the opportunity.

Finally, he saw Luo Fengtang being entangled by a group of people, her back exposed.

The corner of the general's mouth twitched into a sinister smile, and a spear was thrown out with a swish...

Here, Luo Fengtang just got rid of the few enemy troops, when he looked up, he saw a spear cut through the air.

He stabbed straight towards Qing'er's back.

"Be careful, Qing'er!"

He roared, and it seemed as if something exploded in an instant.

The whole person actually flew up from the ground, ignoring the sharp steel knife under him.

With his flesh and blood, he rushed behind her.

"puff!"

The spear was caught in his hand, his palm was pierced, and Yin Hong's blood was dripping down.

He gritted his teeth and pulled out his spear, which landed on the ground and said, 'Bang! ' A crisp sound.

The sound hit her heart.

She turned around in amazement, just to see a blood hole in the palm of his right hand, still bubbling out with blood.

"Tangyazi!"

She roared, picked up the half of the spear on the ground, and threw it at the general sitting high on the horse with her backhand.

"I'll take care of your second uncle!"

The spearhead, with the power of thunder.

Steady plunge into the general's eyebrows, leaving a small wooden handle outside.

A wisp of blood snaked from the general's forehead and lay down slowly, and before the nose reached his mouth, the general fell straight back, planted his horse, and lost his breath!

Here, Yang Ruoqing tore off a new satin headband that she bought yesterday.

Tie Luo Fengtang's palm tightly.

"I'm fine, don't worry about it!"

He said.

But his voice was shaking with pain.

Yang Ruoqing frowned.

"Get out first!" she said.

Once again incarnated as Shura, rushed into the enemy army, hatred, anger, powerful idea of ​​survival...

All turned into the driving force for fighting, that momentum, destroying the dry and pulling the rotten, unstoppable.

In the end, the enemy army of several hundred people was killed by the two of them and they retreated again and again.

Just when he was about to see the dawn, a strange voice suddenly came from the enemy army.

I saw a Niubi Laodao wearing a Taoist robe appeared behind the enemy army.

The old man sat cross-legged on a chariot not far away, with two long whiskers above his mouth, silver and silver, fluttering in the night wind.

He closed his eyes slightly, holding a dust-supporting handle between his left arm and the other in front of him, chanting words in his mouth.

That strange sound came from his mouth.

Like chanting a spell or something.

"Nanmanzi even brought Taoist priests to escape?" Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

The moment Luo Fengtang saw the old Daoist appear, his face suddenly became solemn.

"Qing'er be careful, this old man is not easy to deal with, maybe he will use cult spells!"

he said.

When the words fell, the old man over there also stopped chanting the curse.

He slowly opened his eyes, took out a few small bottles from his arms and handed them to the soldiers beside them who were retreating and were already fearful to drink.

After the soldiers drank, the whole body suddenly seemed to be reborn.

The sluggishness, fear, withdrawal and other emotions just now were swept away.

They are like new born calves, even if there is a ferocious tiger standing in front of them.

They were not afraid at all.

On the contrary, he was still very excited, and the body inside the armor seemed to swell up in an instant.

Lao Dao glanced at the reactions of these soldiers and nodded with satisfaction.

He raised the dust in his hand and shook it gently: "Go, fight!"

"Ow..."

The soldiers let out a scream of excitement like wild beasts.

One by one, they rushed towards Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang again.

"It's a little tricky, Qing'er be careful!" Luo Fengtang warned again.

Yang Ruoqing hooked her lips: "A good tiger can only block the way, and a gang of bears are also blind! Go!"

The fight begins again...

Compared to before, the battle this round was particularly brutal.

Moreover, Yang Ruoqing discovered a phenomenon.

(End of this chapter)