Enchanter

Chapter [-] The Emperor

Yin Hui had no choice but to let her do what she liked.

With Huang Yanyan, he first searched from the westernmost room in the corridor.

They don't need to enter the room, and they can see the situation inside through the glass window on the door, without knocking on the door one by one.

The heating was turned on in the ward, and it was very hot. Most of the people were not covered with quilts, and their physical characteristics could be seen at a glance.But everyone here is big and thick, and the soldiers' daily training makes their bodies grow into this appearance.

"Why, did you find anything?" Yin Hui asked, looking at Huang Yanyan's thieves' eyes.

"No!" She shook her head and continued to look from window to window.

Most of the people are strong men with five big and three thick, so the possibility of finding the thin and short man is even greater.

He went to the nurse's station and tapped on the table.

Tian Shuang, who was about to fall asleep with his hands on his cheeks, woke up suddenly, glanced at Yin Hui, and stood up from the stool suddenly in fright, recovering a lot of sanity.

"Sorry, I just... accidentally fell asleep."

"Well, it's okay." Yin Hui didn't mean to blame, but said calmly, "Wipe the drool off first."

Tian Shuang was stunned for a moment, then blushed with shame, turned around and wiped the saliva off his mouth.

Looking at that cute little red face, Yin Hui had an urge to make her unspoken rules.

"Let me ask you, is there a thin patient living on the right side of the corridor?" Yin Hui asked.

"Slender guy? No way!" he imagined, shaking his head at last.

"No? That's strange." Yin Hui prepared to walk away a little decadently.

"By the way, there is a shorter guy, but he doesn't look thin." Tian Shuang suddenly remembered something, and said suddenly.

"Oh? Where is it? Take me there quickly." He asked hastily.

"Well, come with me." He led Yin Hui and walked forward.When he reached a ward in the middle, he knocked lightly on the door: "Is this the person you are looking for?"

Yin Hui glanced at him and found that he was the Tufuzi Ergouzi.

In the eyes of Tian Shuang, a woman as thin as ribs, his body is indeed not thin.

However, in Yin Hui's opinion, if this Tu Fuzi gets thinner...maybe his chest will stick to his back.

At this moment, he fell into a coma, and there was no sign of waking up without their arrival.

"Yin Hui, what are you doing?" Huang Yanyan asked Yin Hui who was standing at the door and staring at a strange man.

She suddenly noticed that the man's body was extremely thin, short and refined, very similar to the figure she saw.

"Yin Hui, he seems... like the one who wants to kill me." She swallowed in horror, and then said.

"Shh!" He signaled Huang Yanyan not to speak, made a shh gesture, threw everyone out, and slowly closed the door.

When he arrived at the nurse's station, Yin Huicai asked cautiously: "It's him, are you sure?"

"Of course I can't be sure. I'm just saying that his figure is about the same as that guy." She replied without hesitation.

Although he wanted to find the murderer very much, he couldn't be a bad guy.

"En. That's good. From now on, you should pay attention to his every move, and if he has any abnormal behavior, you must notify me in time, understand?" He looked at Tian Shuang and said in a serious tone.

"Well, I understand." Tian Shuang nodded with some fear.

"Okay. Huang Yanyan, go back to your room and go to sleep." Yin Hui looked at Huang Yanyan, a trace of sleepiness flashed in his eyes: "I'm going back to rest too, I still have tasks tomorrow."

She looked at Tian Shuang, then at Yin Hui, and said to him mysteriously, "Come here, I have something to tell you."

Attracted by her mystery, Yin Hui got up and chased after her.

Soon, he followed Huang Yanyan into her ward.

"What do you want to tell me?" Yin Hui asked.

"Do you have the heart to see a girl here in danger? What will you do if I am killed? How can I leave you alone in this world?"

"Tch, you're not my mother, why don't you worry about it." He cursed angrily.

She squinted her eyes: "Okay, you can stay with me here tonight. I don't want to die so soon." Huang Yanyan scolded.

"But where shall I sleep?"

"Sleep on the floor."

"Then I'll go back to bed."

"What a pervert." She scolded, "Come, sleep next to my sister."

He was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect her to agree so readily.

His legs were as heavy as if filled with lead, and he finally walked to his side, and when he slowly bent down to lie down, he suddenly felt the pain of his heart beating faster and his blood flowing backwards.

Feeling helpless, she could only leave the bed and said with a smile: "Forget it, it seems that I am still not suitable for sleeping in the same bed as a woman."

"Tch, I knew you were a coward." As if she had already known the result, she fell asleep with her head covered, not caring about Yin Hui staring at the hard floor.

There is no way, in the end, I can only prepare to spend the night on the sofa.

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In the deep night sky, the high-hanging stars blink like eyes. The full moon looks at the joys and sorrows in the world, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, and it seems to be rendered by human emotions.

A dark cloud passed by him, blocking all his holy brilliance

And under the full moon, an endless yellow desert lay quietly on this planet, lifeless, like the scene of the end of the world.

Gusts of wind howled in the distance, with the tendency to drive away the darkness.

Among the yellow, there is a white that is very dazzling. Although the white is not very big, it can also play a refreshing role in the monotonous yellow.

Didi, Didi, Didi, Didi!

A slight ticking sound from electronic instruments suddenly sounded in the tent.

The old man with a fleshy face hurriedly sat up from the floor, grabbed the blue fluorescent watch from the side and looked at it for a long time, finally cursed angrily, threw the watch on the tent, and cursed: "Damn it, give him back!" Damn, claiming to be the Prince of Grave Robbers is nothing but an idiot."

He lay down on the white sheets, ready to continue to sleep.But he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

"Damn, everything is not going your way. When I recover my skills, must I take revenge?" The old man lifted his fists with some muscle atrophy to the sky, and then walked out of the desert. Looking at the endless desert, he was filled with emotion.

He recalled how he fought another woman who was as strong as him on the same night when the moon was high and the wind was clear. The bloody and cruelty of the battlefield was something he had never experienced in his life.

The two fought for a long time, but still no one was defeated.Because they know each other so well, they can even guess what move they are going to use in the next second, and what move is the most effective to resist.

The two can be described in this way, they are like one person, and it is impossible for anyone to defeat the other.

But in the end, I don't know what move the woman used, and she caught me by surprise. I was at a disadvantage and knew that if I continued to entangle, I might be beheaded by the other party.

In the end, he did not hesitate to sacrifice his many years of practice to resist the opponent's fatal attack, but was defeated and fled.It was precisely because of this battle that he lost [-]% of his skill, and was defeated by that woman.

Now, my skill has recovered to [-]%, and when it recovers to [-]%, it will be time for me to avenge my shame.

His fists were clenched, and the anger in his heart drove him crazy again and again.

"Ah!!!!!!!" He roared angrily, and his voice shook far and wide, setting off a small sandstorm.

Ga! ! ! ! ! ! !

A melodious voice of a goshawk resounded in mid-air and drilled into his ears, causing his ambitious face to turn into a look of panic: "I'm so stupid, I chased him so soon."

The kind of ambition just now had long since disappeared, and he instantly turned into a downcast who was instantly defeated. After hastily packed his luggage, he fled in another direction.

A woman wearing a copper mask was wearing a black cloak, standing on the fly hovering in mid-air, staring at the world with piercing eyes, the sharp eyes in her eyes were like sharp knives, and she shot the ants below in a hurry. The size of the silhouette.

"Go, go and avenge the master!"

The fly seemed to understand the woman's words, and a sharp eagle cry instantly condensed the air around it, and it swooped down, head down, and flew towards the man running crazily below.

"I'm so unlucky!" The old man cursed angrily, threw all his luggage on the ground, then ran to the edge of the lake in embarrassment, jumped into the lake with a plop, and plunged into it.

In his brain, a shrew named Angry was yelling: "Damn queen, because you lost nearly [-]% of my skill, and now it has recovered to [-]% easily, don't you want to use my last bit of energy?" Is it abolished too? Pooh, don’t think about it. I was given a chance. If I recover my skills in the future, I will be the first to take you out and shake my name as emperor!"

He was performing qigong, quietly watching the scene above under the lake.

The goshawk landed safely on the desert, and its two sharp claws tore apart the white tent forcefully, revealing the clothes and sundries inside.

Goshawk's beak moved up, grabbed the clothing, and handed it to the masked woman's hand.

She squeezed her clothes angrily, and sneered: "It's him, that's right. The emperor must not have gone far, Goshawk, hurry up and look around." Like flying over the yellow sand.

The goshawk also uttered a sharp and melodious cry, flew up and circled in mid-air, looking for the emperor's whereabouts.

The emperor was lurking at the bottom of the lake, quietly watching a man and an eagle running past the lake and the shore, feeling a little excited: "People say they have big breasts and no brains, but these two guys seem to be real." Her breasts are big and brainless.”

After about half an hour, one person and one eagle did not come back, and there was no movement above. The old man, whose face was flushed from being suppressed for a long time, floated up from below, took a long breath, and slowly crawled up. come up.

When he saw the tent that was torn apart by the goshawk's sharp beak, he cursed angrily: "I'm your mother's goshawk, I broke my tent, your sister!"

It's hard to imagine that an old hermit who seems to be isolated from the world would utter such fashionable curse words.

From this point, it is estimated that everyone has also seen the difference in the old man. Yes, he is not as simple as you imagined.

When he finally got everything done, he was ready to replenish the excessive physical strength that was consumed just now.

But as soon as his butt touched the yellow sand, he heard a sharp eagle cry outside, and a few cold female voices: "Emperor, die."

"I...your sister!" The old man jumped up from the yellow sand angrily, and cursed: "You can't fucking come out early, I just sat down!"

"Hmph, you are a person who deserves to die. Suffer death." After speaking, the queen rushed up frantically, holding a dagger in her hand, looking menacing and super fast.

"It's been such a long time, and you still have that bad temper." The old man chuckled, then turned around and was about to run away.

He knew that if he fought the queen again, his skills would definitely be lost again, so his clearest choice now was to run away.

Although this would deplete the skills of both parties, at least it was better than self-defeating. The time before they acted was getting shorter and shorter, and he had no time to waste on the trivial matter of intrigue with others.

Seeing the figure of the man fleeing in embarrassment, the queen, instead of being angry, took out a pistol reflecting the moonlight from her pocket with a smile, and fired twice in the direction of the emperor.

When the bullet was just fired from the barrel, the emperor felt something was wrong.

When the bullet that howled into his body hit his clothes in the blink of an eye, his body suddenly jumped forward and fell to the ground.From firing the gun to lying on the ground, the action was almost completed at the same time.

One can imagine the terrifying speed of this old man.

And this is only the speed at which the old man recovers to [-]% of his skill. If he returns to normal state... I am afraid that there are not many people in the world who are his opponents.

"I'm stupid, you're being silly, when will the fucking queen start using guns." He continued to swear as he got up from the ground and prepared to continue running away.

Even if I can't beat him in terms of hands and feet, at least I can take advantage of him verbally.

The queen who was following behind did not give him a chance to escape, and the pistol in his hand kept firing non-stop. The bullets collided with the sand on the ground, and a series of sand nests would be splashed every time.

"Empress, how the hell can you do this? It's kind of a fight between us, don't use such high-tech things." The emperor crazily dodged bullets in front while cursing.

But the queen who followed was not moved by his scolding, but took out a small electronic grenade from her pocket, used the grenade as a dart, aimed at the direction where the emperor was running and fled, pulled down the rope and threw it away. come over.

Like a shooting star, the bullet shot straight towards the emperor in a straight line.

"Fuck, you replaced it with a bomb instead of bullets. Be careful that your gun's butt misfires, blow your gun's butt!" The old man yelled and fled frantically in front.

The queen frowned tightly, he felt something was wrong.

The emperor is not such a casual person, why is he so frivolous when scolding others?

Before she could figure it out, the sand in front of her suddenly exploded, and four, five or three figures emerged from the sand, each holding a shining scimitar, reflecting the light of the moon.

The three of them threw the flying guns in their hands over vigorously, then took out the black gun from their pockets, and fired.

Under the control of their respective bullets, the scimitars hovered in mid-air as if they had eyes. The queen turned and they also turned, and the queen bent and they also bent.

"No, it's an ambush." ​​Knowing the tense situation, the queen turned over and fired a bullet, and after shooting down a flying scimitar, she jumped on the back of Feiying: "Goshawk, let's go."

The light reflected from the scimitar shone in Goshawk's eyes, making him aware of the danger, and hurriedly shook his wings,

The huge wings whipped up a gust of wind, and the dust on the ground also flew up.

brush.

The remaining two flew past the goshawk's feet, peeling off the layer of skin on it, and drops of blood flowed down from the feet.

After the goshawk let out a miserable cry, it flew away from everyone's sight.

"Hmph, small tricks are nothing to worry about." The emperor looked at the figure of the goshawk going away, and smiled faintly.

He turned around, looked at the monkey who was dressed exactly like himself, and scolded: "Damn it, monkey, how did I teach you? To imitate me, you have to be serious, deep and steady, how can you scold people so shamelessly?"

"Master, you don't know, those are all fashionable swear words nowadays, am I not trying to show that you keep pace with the times?"

"Your sister, stop talking nonsense, and quickly change my clothes." The emperor in monkey clothes cursed furiously.