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- The days without the protagonist always fly by
Inadvertently, a whole week passed by in a blink of an eye, and the previous heavy rain also stopped early. ;.
During this week, Bran's situation has been relatively stable - what this sentence really means is that what should happen is still happening, and what should not happen has not happened.
It should happen. For example, the Gray Army, which went deep into the hinterland of the north and killed all directions, had initially defeated the troops transferred from the south by Bran's Army in the past few days. Their morale has greatly increased and their momentum has become stronger. Now they have the aloof demeanor of a king's army that can never be defeated in a hundred battles. .
The situation has evolved to the current situation. Regardless of whether it is unwilling or not, Bran High-rise Building has actually understood that the current Gray Army has completed a major transformation like a rebirth and has officially become an important force that cannot be ignored and can influence the situation of the mainland. If you continue to look at people in the same old way and have the idea of ????completely annihilating the other party, it is basically just a delusion!
The general trend is inevitable. Unknowingly, King Bran's court has also adjusted and lowered its psychological bottom line. Now they just want to suppress the limelight of the Gray Army a little, and cannot lose the entire northern land
As for what didn¡¯t happen, such as the millions of barbarian troops at the border of Chen Bing, it seems that they have been satisfied with the current results. Even if a solid defense line is rebuilt and there are no worries, there is no intention of driving straight into Bran's northern hinterland, which is already in chaos.
This is of course a good thing for Bran. Although they don't understand what the tribe is planning, and although the three most powerful main legions in their hands are contained because of this, Bran is still very satisfied with the result. . After all, once the barbarian army moves south, the northern land will really not be able to be saved
fine. This did not happen. At least there are no signs of that happening right now. So for Bran. Although everything is going in a bad direction. However, everything is still business as usual!
The only anomaly in this may be a temporarily formed pursuit team and a down-and-out strong man who is constantly being hunted down
??North, a small town.
It¡¯s noon, the warm winter sun is shining, and the light containing the magic of laziness is shining. Sloping down.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Nice weather.
The location of this small town is also good, close to the Lenau River. This also means that there is still a long way to go from the northern hinterland that was messed up by the Gray Army. So at this time, a commercial street in Xicheng District seemed not to have been much affected by the war.
The shops on both sides are open for business normally, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going, making it noisy and lively. There were several naughty children shouting and chasing each other across the driveway. The adults hurriedly coming from behind quickly yelled at him, chased him into the driveway, waved and bowed to apologize to the groomsmen passing by After all, it was a commercial street with a lot of pedestrians. The speed of the vehicle is not that fast, so it is naturally unlikely that any accident will occur. A few neighs and complaints. The black carriage carrying passengers closest to the child slowly slowed down and stopped in front of a tavern.
Holding the reins, the groom stuck his head out and waved and shouted, asking the child standing in front of the horse to return to the sidewalk. The effect was not very good. One child seemed to be frightened and stood there, not daring to move. Seeing this, the groom couldn't help but murmured a curse. He turned around and looked at the adults who were running hurriedly from behind. He was still some distance away, shook his head, jumped out of the carriage, and prepared to take the child back by himself. But before he had taken a few steps, he subconsciously turned his head,
Bang - not far away, the half-closed wooden door of the tavern suddenly exploded, and a figure was thrown out from inside like a cannonball. In an instant, it swept several feet across the air, and before the groom could react in time, it quickly hit the door. On top of the carriage beside the road behind you.
With a loud bang, the carriage instantly shattered into pieces and sawdust flew. Hiss - the horses pulling the carriage were caught off guard and flew out, kicked in the air, and slammed into the noble vehicles passing by In just a short breath, the scene of a major car accident took shape, and traffic was paralyzed.
There was a crash and screams, but the passersby around them had not yet had time to think of watching the excitement. Another burly figure stepped out of the tavern and ran straight towards the figure that was thrown out before. Just then, something unexpected happened again,
"kill!"
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A standard and classic street assassination case!
It¡¯s a pity that the serious disparity in strength between the two sides doomed the outcome of this assassination from the beginning. Even though the strength of these assassins does not seem to be low
Bang bang bang, he didn¡¯t avoid it, he let the sharp arrows hit every vital part of the body accurately, and then it instantly shattered into slag as if it hit steel. The burly figure still hasn't changed his previous intention, and is still looking big.He walked steadily towards the figure lying in the pile of debris beside the road.
???????????????? The first attack from the sky came first, and the Pilian sword light cut straight to the top of the head.
"Get out!" The burly figure didn't even look at his feet. He turned his head slightly, grabbed the Pilian Daomang with his big hand, and twisted around to throw it out. With a whoosh, the assassin who arrived first flew back with a knife at a faster speed than when he came, and hit the assassin behind him. Bang, a muffled grunt mixed with the sound of bones breaking was immediately clear to his ears. In one encounter, two powerful assassins lost their fighting power.
The assassination operations did not stop because of this, and it seemed that they had already become numb to this crushing scene. The assassins who arrived immediately paid no attention to the fate of their companions. They rushed towards the burly figure one after another like moths rushing to the flames.
"A bunch of ants¡ªget out of here, get out of here, get out of here¡ª"
?? Pumping both fists continuously, he strides forward straightly. Against the background of the assassins who kept flying in all directions, the burly figures were like wild monsters, running rampant under the light of swords and shadows, as if they were entering an uninhabited land.
The gap is too big, there is no suspense at all!
There is not even a trace of fighting spirit around this burly figure. His strong body, which is steelier than steel, is enough to deflect and shatter most of the attacks. As for the remaining shining fighting lights, sharp swords, etc., just punch them all and break them all.
In just a few breaths, like chopping melons and vegetables, the burly figure emerged from the siege unharmed. Walk to the roadside. He looked down at the white-haired old man who struggled out of the pile of broken wood. No nonsense. One punch.
??Boom - strong winds overflowed, the streets trembled, and splashed gravel shot up in all directions!
The white-haired old man who was thrown out from the beginning turned out to be the strongest among the assassins. Although most of his body was smashed into the street, his arms were sealed horizontally, which for the first time blocked the iron fist of this burly figure like a demon.
Of course, it¡¯s not easy. "Pfftcough" spitting out blood, the white-haired old man stared at the burly figure in front of him with a fierce look. Panting, he spoke intermittently, "You can't escape, Bamutu. Huchihaha! You will die here, in the land of Bran"
????????????????????????????????????????????: The burly figure, Bamutu was still too lazy to answer, punched again, boom¡ª¡ª
Standing up, ignoring the groaning assassins behind him, he stepped across the huge hole in front of him. Crossing the street, he quickly disappeared into the alley on the opposite side.
at this time. The stunned pedestrians finally reacted to the bloody scene in front of them, screaming and running away, and the street instantly fell into chaos.
Immediately, a few minutes later, teams of vigorous figures gathered from all directions.
He shouted angrily, "Damn it! Who told you to do it? Where is Rodney?"
"Dead, Lord Rodney was smashed into a hole in the street Sir, if we hadn't made the move first, he would have discovered us long ago and started killing people directly after eating"
"Huh which direction?"
"Across the alleyway."
"What are you still doing? Chase after me! Hurry, hurry, hurry"
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At this time, in a secluded alley dozens of miles away.
¡°Bah¡cough cough¡¡±
"Oh, the goshawk that fell to the ground will inevitably have its wings crawled by antsit has been injured for so many years in the hands of a small earth-level warrior. It is reallya novel experience"
Holding on to the wall and wiping the blood from the tiger's mouth in his palms and the corners of his mouth, Bamutu couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, sighing at himself.
It is indeed a very novel experience. I think of Bamutu's terrifying ability to dominate the world and not think about anyone else except Wooding. Even a rare air-level warrior would just lie down obediently in front of him. But he never thought that one day he would be injured by a small earth-level warrior. It was really ironic.
But this is the fact now. In the battle of Jiangxin, even with the help of Tang En, Bamutu and Wooding fought to no avail. But just by looking at Wooding vomiting blood and fainting after hurriedly explaining a few words, we know how seriously injured Bamutu, who was also hurt by both sides, was seriously injured.
It is no exaggeration to say that Bamutu is the only one in the world. Because of Beihuang's unique sacrificial training method, he has a body as terrifying as a top-level monster. Otherwise, if he had not drowned in the river, he would have died at the hands of the Bran warriors who were constantly chasing him.
Of course, the current situation is not optimistic. Bamutu is like a scarred tiger. Although his posture is still there, his strength has been greatly reduced. If he continues like this, he will eventually die at the mouth of the chasing jackals before long.
It¡¯s not like there is no chance to get rid of these jackals behind us. There are still three pounds of nails in the rotten ship, not to mention the most powerful person in the Northern Wilderness.??Bamutu is gone. The key is that he doesn't want to leave now, or in other words, he can't leave like this
"It's hard to handle Where did you die, kid But nothing happens, otherwise I won't be able to explain to the girl when I go back"
Needless to say, this kid can only be Tang En. Like Wooding, Bamutu knew that Twain did not die on the spot. But it¡¯s really hard to explain the turbulent flow of space. Even with Bamutu¡¯s level, he is very secretive about the mysterious space. It was impossible to know whether Tang En had escaped from the spatial turbulence, let alone accurately guess the direction in which Tang En came out.
Beihuang? Bran? Crater? sea ??level? Or that farmhouse backyard who knows?
But no matter where he was, Bamutu, who knew how important Tang En was to Lansha, had no choice but to search hard with his seriously injured body. Let¡¯s not talk about other things, at least try your best, otherwise it will still be the same sentence, I can¡¯t explain it
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Facts have proved that Bamutu¡¯s radiation search strategy along the Lenau River is doomed to be in vain.
This is not to say that Bamutu¡¯s move was wrong. Just as Wooding told Wensilin to search in the south of Bran, Bamutu can only move in the north now.
The real reason for the futility is that Tang En is neither in the south nor the north, but in the east, far, far away
"At dusk, if your romantic piano sound comes you present to me the tenderness of a classical woman it makes me crazy while standing on the rocks, yet quiet, like a giant born from the sea"
When Tang En slowly opened his unfocused eyes, the first thing that came to his mind was this chant-like melody. He squinted his eyes and listened in a daze for a while, then gradually regained his consciousness. Immediately, professional habits and subconscious analysis
??A woman, a young woman, three feet away, no threat Also, her voice is average, and she can't hit the high notes
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and the next moment, severe pain surged through his body like a tidal wave.
"Ahem"
"Heart like broken wavesscared! Whohey, are you awake?" First he exclaimed, and then he screamed in surprise. Immediately afterwards, the sound of footsteps running happily, and an unadorned and beautiful face came into Tang En's eyes.
"Are youahem" Tang En even bluffed when he opened his mouth, his voice was extremely hoarse and low, as if he had been burned by coals, "Who are you? Where are you?"
"Haha, you finally woke up. My name is Cindy, but I prefer others to call me Si Yi. This is the new name I gave myself, it sounds nice By the way, I am your savior, it's me I picked you up on the beach. You were seriously injured at that time. You were almost broken. It was scary to look at. And you had been in a coma for a whole week. I thought you would never wake up again" Dancing and talking, the beautiful girl named Cindy and Siyi looked very excited.
It seems that I am a bit chatty
Looking blankly at the lips that were opening and closing in front of him, Tang En was stunned for a while, and then he realized: "Wait thank you for your life-saving grace, I will repay you when I have the chance Well, please ask Come on, where is this?"
"Repay? No need. Father God teaches us not to ask for favors when we do good deeds, otherwise we will be punished"
"Then why are you so embarrassedwait, ahemdidn't you hear the point of this sentence, ahemI ask, where is this? Bran? Ahem" Tang En finally understood. The question must be concise, leaving no room for the other party to express himself. Otherwise, even if he coughs to death, he may not be able to get in the conversation.
"Of course it's Bran, we're on the mountain now." The beautiful girl replied matter-of-factly.
"On the mountain? Which mountain That's wrong. Didn't you just say that you picked me up on the beach Hmm? The beach?!" Tang En, who finally came to his senses after circling around, was dumbfounded. He twitched his ears lightly, listening to the faint sound of rushing water coming from the window above his head, and his expression changed drastically, "Cindy Siying Hey, help me up!"
"Did you call me by the wrong name? My name is Si Yi, not"
"Iahemhelp me up!"
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A moment later, Tang En, who was leaning against the window lattice, opened his eyes wide and looked condescendingly at the endless blue sea water in the distance. The tide came and went, constantly lapping at the place where the cliff should be under him. He opened his mouth and turned around blankly. Looking at the beautiful girl,
"Umis therea sea in Bran?"
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