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    "Huhu." Lan finally woke up from his sleep. He slept more comfortably than ever last night and naturally felt refreshed when he woke up. However, his face always felt a little sore for some reason.  He wondered if he had fallen off the stone slab yesterday.  He groped for his face and couldn't remember when he fell, so he could only pat the dust on his body.  Slowly got up.

    "Lan, are you finally up?" Shen Lei looked at Lan while nibbling a dirty steamed bun.

    "Ah, good morning." Lan fiddled with his messy hair and looked at the buns in Shen Lei's hand, feeling that he was also hungry.  he asked again

    "Where's my breakfast?"

    "It's already noon now. You can go downstairs and get lunch by yourself. But it's all steamed buns. I'll discuss something with you when I come back after dinner, don't delay." Shen Lei finished eating his bun and replied to Dao Lan.

    Lan nodded, he was eager to fill his stomach.

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    Jiahong would never have thought that his full-strength blow did not hit Yang Ling, who was lying on the ground dying.

    But Yang Ling on the ground seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, leaving only blood stains on the ground.  Remind Jiahong that this is not an illusion.

    "Yang Ling?" Jiahong said with a trace of confusion in his tone. With the way his senior brother acted just now, it was impossible for him to avoid it, let alone escape.  Doesn't exist at all.

    He couldn't help but feel nervous. His naked eyes could hardly catch the speed of disappearance just now, and he didn't even feel anything else.  If the person who saved Yang Ling was someone else, then his combat power would far exceed his own. Maybe he would be killed instantly before he even made a move.

    Jiahong cautiously held the giant sword and observed the surroundings carefully.  The green grass brought by the spring breeze also made this warrior accustomed to killing and death uncomfortable.  The surrounding scenery remained unchanged from before, and the blood stains on the ground gradually dried up.  Even the blood stains on his body gradually faded.

    "Come out quickly! You shy turtle!" Jiahong began to curse.

    There was still no movement, and the silence around him seemed to be a cage locking the black warrior.  The previous confidence was swept away.  Grass and trees are all soldiers.

    " "Whoosh", Jiahong quickly raised his giant sword to parry in the direction of the sound, but he did not hear any metal collision. However, from the corner of his eyes, he saw a protruding metal object on the soil.

    He crouched down and took a closer look. The metal object was actually the hilt of a sword. He wanted to pull it out to confirm.  But he felt that the long sword was firmly nailed into the soil. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move even half an inch.  The shape of the sword hilt is nothing more than the tail end of the elder brother's long sword.

    This time he was really scared. The speed and the force with which the sword penetrated the soil were enough to pierce the armor on his body. Moreover, he just heard the sound and could not avoid it no matter what.  He stood up hesitantly, and began to wonder whether he should run away or continue to wait for Yang Ling to appear. After all, Yang Ling must only have a sword with him, and he would definitely not be able to hurt himself with his bare hands.

    "Whoosh!" came another sound. This sound interrupted all Jiahong's thoughts. He couldn't think anymore. A dark dagger with a hint of strange red patterns appeared in the air in a perfect arc.  That accurately slit Jiahong's throat.  The blood in his throat was instantly absorbed by the strange dagger, and then was grabbed by a slender hand not far away.

    Actually  to use the sword to this point, Jiahong gradually fell down.  He also understood that the previous sword attack might just be a preview.  Body contact on the soft grass.  He had never seen such a magical swordsmanship before. Everything was like a nightmare. He didn't even see the enemy, but his throat was cut so easily.

    Jiahong shed a tear.  He was obviously thinking of Long Li and that smile he had never forgotten.

    Jiahong did not die immediately. The wound on his throat was not enough to kill him instantly.  The owner of the dagger walked to him with graceful steps and easily pulled out Yang Ling's long sword.  And his black dagger was also put in his backpack.  In Jiahong's dimming vision, he could only see the woman's long dark hair mixed with silvery hair that was as white as snow.  There was a bright red rune engraved on the jet black leather jacket.

    "If it weren't for the armor you were wearing, you wouldn't have died so many times. We don't need a waste like you." Soon, Jiahong disappeared from Jiahong's last line of sight.  That graceful figure also left the grass stained red by Jiahong's blood, and there was no trace of it having anything to do with the previous killing.

    Farewell, Long Li.

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    Finally I¡¯m full!  Lan quickly finished the last part of the steamed buns. He only ate two of the steamed buns which were not well fermented.  Then remembering what Huang Yi reminded him before, he also gave up the opportunity to see Yu Ji. He could only drink some well water in a hurry and walked up to the city wall. Huang Yi and Shen Lei seemed to be waiting.  Waiting for him to come up, Lan wiped his mouth and asked

    "What do you have to discuss?" Looking at the serious expressions of Shen Lei and Huang Yi, he naturally knew something important.

    "We have a plan to attack the black armored army at the door tonight." Huang Yi had already told Shen Lei what happened in the middle of the night yesterday, and Shen Lei naturally thought it was a good idea.  If that powerful explosive bomb could really work, it might be able to severely defeat those black-armored troops.

    Huang Yi took out a black ball, and Lan was confused. Could it be a poisoned steamed bun?  No matter how greedy the Black Armored Army is, no one would dare to eat this, right?  Stone?  Looking at the way Huang Yi was holding it with ease, there was no way it was a stone. Even if it was a stone, it would be impossible to kill the Black Armored Army with this stone, unless there were thousands or hundreds of pieces that could kill the Black Armored Army.  Buried alive.

    Fortunately, Lan did not say this, so Huang Yi said

    "This is an explosive bomb invented by the enemy's young master. It is very powerful. If this thing is used as a weapon, I'm afraid the Black Armored Army will not feel comfortable. I hope you can go with us for a sneak attack tonight."

    "Okay!" Lan had already developed a strong interest in the black ball. What's more, he had a sworn hatred with the Black Armor Army, so he naturally agreed to attack the Black Armor Army.

    ¡°Then let¡¯s make an agreement, let¡¯s get some night clothes first and move together at night!¡± The three of them encouraged each other in unison, and finally had a chance to fight back.

    Everything depends on tonight.
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