Power and Empire Chapter 1253: Beauty returns to fragrance
"Who!" The dramatic change in front of him made the punk's face changed slightly, who was ready to enjoy the "fruits of victory". The moment he shouted, the two punk warriors holding bucklers beside him , Suddenly all of a sudden uttered a dull and tragic muffled hum,
Punker method looked at a sharp light flashing like an electric flash in horror. From the unsuspecting throats of the two punk guards on the side with an unbelievable arc, puffed.” With the sound of a sharp weapon cutting the skin, Two red blood arrows spattered from the part of the armor where they were cut.
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The two punk warriors are also experienced figures, almost instinctive. In such a critical situation, they still bravely blocked the wound in the throat position with their right hand, and hurriedly backed away, they knew The opponent's more fierce homeopathic hack will soon come. Although the throat is injured, the armor can withstand most of the attacks. It is not completely deadly, but if you take another sword, you can't die.
"Pouch"
Their movements are fast, and the opponent’s sword is faster, almost like playing with magic. The sword light cut open the trachea of the two gently, and a lot of blood still seemed to be cut. Like a squeezed tomato, it constantly pouring out from the gap between the fingers holding the wound, and the two of them finally broke up. The four knees fell on the ground first, because they could no longer make a sound, their hollow eyes looked into the distance, full The unwillingness before death, finally the lifeless body, fell heavily in the white snow,
The blood that lost control quickly melted the snow on the ground like spring water, the scene was tragic and weird,
"Asshole, let's go together!" Punk Law backed away in fright, but shouted to charge. The death of two guards almost collapsed him. With this sword, he knew that he was worse off. Too much. Not above one level at all. The members of the tribe who participated in the action tonight are all famous warriors in the tribe. The two guards are even one out of a hundred warriors. Any one who fell just now is above him in terms of strength.
But in front of the hateful night that fell from the sky like a night demon, the two of them didn't support it for almost a round, except because the weapon in the opponent's hand was so peculiar, it was completely like a soft and sharp streamer, and it was slanted forward. Sharp makes people unable to defend at all. With every violent blow like an electric flash, there is often a punk shield swordsman who spurts blood from his throat and falls down, "Are you a human or a monster!" Punk screamed, his face pale. Like a piece of white paper, the hand holding the knight's dagger was trembling slightly, and the fickle soft sword in Sombra's hand was completely a murderous, sharp demon sword in his eyes, in the snow in the dark night. The trembling sword light was like death's sickle, so easily harvested the lives of more than a dozen warriors in the clan. This kind of killing method is more like a monster
"Go away!" The fat man didn't care about him. Instead, he screamed and took the opportunity to smash into the group of punk shield swordsmen. The soft sword in his hand pierced and smashed from various unimaginable angles, splashing blood and falling to the ground.
In front of a blue soft sword miraculously forged with jīng steel tens of thousands of times in the hands of a fat man, the melee shield that the punk tribe is proud of is as weak as a piece of paper. The sword body was soft as a belt, sometimes as hard and sharp as steel, and Shier was unable to resist like a streamer. There was already more than one person who was directly shattered by the soft sword from behind the shield and the hand holding the shield, and then the whole body was heavily covered. The fat man kicked and flew out,
At a distance of ten meters from him, Su Ke Bailing, who was paralyzed on the ground because of his weakness, also saw his eyes gleaming, almost forgetting that he was in danger,
It's terrible, it turns out that there are such terrible warriors in this world! Su Ke Bai Ling's face showed a completely shocked expression, because the situation was so sudden, the two punk warriors who grabbed her finally rushed up. Instead, Su Ke Su Ling was supposed to be a dangerous situation. /
But she became the only one who could clearly see the whole slaughter process. Her big eyes were completely fascinated by the sword light full of death and magnificence.
In her eyes, there is only the weird blue sword light, which is transparent and beautiful and bloody, like blood splashing around, gorgeous like colored glaze blooming in the night sky,
The sword is cut at the enemy’s throat. This method of killing can be called weird. From beginning to end, she feels that the opponent is not like a fight to death at all, and it is more like a cat and a mouse. In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen sharp punk shield swordsmen had fallen over half of them, lying all over the ground. Maybe even these punk fighters did not expect that their bodies would be attacked by them from the front. The Sukh fighters, but just a short distance of ten meters
The scarlet blood splattered the black shadow, and the sword of the black shadow was as unstoppable as magical, but the black shadow's face still had an indifferent expression, as if he was cutting melons and vegetables. Not myself,
This is where Su Kebai's heart palpitations are most inspired. She does not think that she has encountered a monster like Punk Law. From the sword light, she feels the ease and stability of swordsmanship.
This is enough to show that the opponent has long been accustomed to such tragedies. Only those who have experienced cruel battlefields can have a high level of balance of mind. With such a stable performance, even if the opponent is replaced by himself, Probably it was the result of a sword sealing the throat! "Don't come, don't let him come!"
The completely desperate punk method has completely lost the courage to fight to the death. While urging his subordinates to rush up, he backed back again and again in fright.
In a hurry, I just saw Su Ke Bai Ling sitting on the ground. It seemed that something had been thought of. The young master of the punk tribe suddenly turned behind Su Ke Bai Ling, and there was no warrior consciousness with the sword in Su Ke. At Bai Ling’s throat, he only dared to show half of his head and shouted here
"Don't come over, or I will kill her immediately!" "You kill her and I will save more trouble! To tell you the truth, I'm here to kill her." The fat man continued to move forward without being moved. The sword was swung, and another punk warrior fell over his throat. "Hehe, don't lie to me. With your ability, if you want to kill this woman, a hundred is not enough for you! "Punk is not a fool, either. Hiding behind Su Ke Bai Ling said timidly, "I have to admit, you are the most terrible enemy I have ever seen, but what about it? As long as this woman is in my hands, you dare not do anything to me!" "Hehe, you can try it!" The fat man said firmly, and the sharp sword in his hand split the air. The blue magical sword light brought up a thump of snowflakes on the ground, and finally stood still under everyone’s gaze. The slightly drooping sword tip gave out a permeating whisper like a soul.
The human blood in the red, like a hanging string, dripped on the ground along the sharp blade without blood, and soon formed a red blood, lying around A corpse,
The cold wind is bleak. Snowy,
The few remaining punk warriors looked at the killing **** in front of them with horror. The timid Qi Qi stepped back several steps, hiding behind Su Ke Bai Ling. This strange scene, Just like Su Ke Bai Ling is a line of life and death, as long as it crosses her sideline, it will immediately become a dead body,
The fat man suddenly found himself in front of him. Except for the young man in the dark red armor who put the short sword on Su Ke Bai Ling's white neck, there is only Su Ke Bai Ling who is being carried with a sharp sword on his neck.
To the fat man's surprise, this must-see beauty in the Black Forest with a dagger on her neck. But he was looking at himself with scorching bold eyes, with a very complicated expression, "Do you have any last words?" The fat man set himself up with a guilty conscience. The soft sword in his hand was raised again, and Lan's weird blade seemed to be indifferent to the moonlight above his head.
Under this weird sword light. Su Ke Bai Ling suddenly opened his beautiful eyes, seeming to have made up his mind, and said loudly to the fat man, "Please do it, no matter who you are, as long as you can kill these people and avenge my people who died tonight. , Even if you want me to die, I won’t have any hesitation!"
"Don't listen to her, throw away the sword in your hand, or I will kill her immediately." Punk's face screamed with a distorted ferocious face, and the sharp short sword in his hand trembled slightly. It was white and slender in Su Ke Bailing's face. A blood stain was drawn on his neck, running down Su Kebailing’s jade-like chest, red and white, eye-catching, weird and gorgeous. "Okay, I'm not here!" The fat man smiled slightly, and in front of everyone, he waved his hand softly. The sword flew out and plunged into a big tree ten steps away. "Who are you?" Punkfa asked with a trace of complacency on his face. Without that strange sword, he didn't believe that the other party could threaten him. "You..." Su Kebailing's decisive gaze suddenly dimmed. She did not expect that the other party actually came for herself, discarding the long sword, tantamount to sitting and waiting to die, thinking that tonight the tragic death of the tribe will no one know the truth, can not help but look sad. "Only you, what qualifications do you know?" Fatty The corner of his mouth smiled contemptuously, his hands folded behind his back, his eyes narrowed into a thin line, the domineering expression contained in the tone was undoubtedly revealed, "Asshole! The sword is gone, and he is still so mad." Punk gritted his teeth and pushed away angrily. Su Kebailing, the long sword in his hand was slashed at the fat man. He had to use his sharp long sword to cut off the opponent's head to vent his resentment. If it weren't for this guy who was killed halfway, he was right now. Enjoying the wonderful ketone body of the first beauty in the Black Forest, but now, everything has changed. In order to survive, I have lost even the dignity of a punk warrior. If I can’t kill the opponent who humiliated me, pass it back. His status as a young patriarch will not be guaranteed
It's a pity that he found the wrong target. Compared with the soft sword in his hand, Fatty's ability to kill in close proximity with bare hands is even more terrifying
"Looking for death!" Fatty was waiting for this moment, a faint flash of cold light suddenly flashed through his slightly squinted eyes, deeply pierced into Punk Fa's eyes,
Taking advantage of the shock of Punk Fa’s whole body, the forward body suddenly stagnated for a while, the fat man’s two broad palms had taken advantage of the momentum to grab the shoulders of his armor, and the knees with metal knee pads, as fiercely as With a thunderous blow, it hit him hard at the speed of lightning,
"Ah" the harsh and tragic voice resounded all around. With the sound of broken bones and cracks, everyone was dumbfounded at the painful and completely distorted punk law's entire body, stopping there like a statue
"Young... young patriarch!" Several punk fighters showed terrible expressions. They were so cruel, they were almost broken. This crackling sound made Su Ke the closest to the two of them. Bai Ling, her face is blushing and she wants to drip blood. She didn't expect the situation to change so quickly
The dagger in the hands of "Yeah" punk method fell off his hand. At the same time, the fat man’s fist pierced his chest heavily, and the punk method lost all muscles and fell to the ground. The fat man gave punk method another kick. He was sure that he couldn't die anymore, so he wiped the blood from his hands on his clothes. Picking up the white fur at his feet, he remembered that it seemed to be the coat of Bek Sulin,
"Young...the young patriarch is dead!" The remaining punk tribe fighters could no longer suppress the fear in their hearts, so scared they lost their weapons and screamed and ran into the depths of the black forest.
"You..." Su Kebailing almost stared at the fat man walking towards him with a dull gaze,
Fatty's eyes fell involuntarily on her snow-white tall beauty, Su Kebailing blushed, trying to hide it, not even not. Watching the fat man button the buttons, he was careful not to touch the big hands on her **** until she gently buttoned the buttons one by one, and finally covered her beautiful body with white fur on her **** and half-naked body,
I don't know why, the phrase "Really beautiful!" came into his mind when the fat man appeared just now, and his chest was pounding with shame and anger
"Will you be in danger if you go back alone?" The fat man squatted halfway, looking at Su Ke Bailing who was a little messy and sad in front of him, pretending to be completely unaware of the current dilemma. A grim question on his face, "I'm not afraid, there are only so many punk people here, and the forest behind are all my subordinates." Su Ke's white jade-like teeth bit his lip, and the gods are complex and strong. Want to stand up. Bai Qiu, who covered his chest with his hand, suddenly whispered, "Can you tell me your name? I, Su Ke Bai Ling, will repay you!"
The fat man silently helped Su Ke Bailing to arrange her clothes, and then helped her put on white fur, before patted her tender face. Said indifferently, "After you go back, remember! It’s better not to mention things tonight, otherwise it’s not a good thing for your Sukh young patriarch! It’s better to think about how to deal with punk. Threat of the clan"
"You know I am Su Ke Bai Ling of the Black Forest!" Su Ke Bai Ling's body was shocked, with an unconcealable surprise on her pretty face, and then said, "Since you know who I am, why don't you come back with me? , I will repay you, as long as you make it, I will promise any request you make." "Forget about tonight's affairs, even if it is the best reward!" There was a careless smile on the fat man's face ,
The internal fighting in the Black Forest was what he expected, and a young punk patriarch died in his hands tonight. After this incident, the confrontation between the Sukh and the punk was inevitable. At this time, the empire behind the scenes should not be overly obvious, otherwise it will not only cause panic in the Black Forest, but also cause worry about the northern aristocratic alliance of Salander.
After all, the empire had promised them not to intervene in their internal problems at will. As a sensitive area in the south, the Black Forest is more likely to cause sympathetic reactions from these Salander nobles. The expedition to Normandy is imminent, and the Salander side There cannot be too much fluctuation
Suke Bailing’s pretty eyes are shining brightly. As the number one beauty in the Black Forest, she has seen too many outstanding men.
But she has never been tempted, not only because of her high vision, but also because she knows very well that her decision will determine the future of the Sukh people,
As the patriarch of the future Sukh,
Personal choices can only be placed outside of true feelings, but there are still many people who pursue her, including many young talents with deep backgrounds,
Just like the punk law who died tonight, she is one of her most powerful suitors, and she is indeed a little heart-shaped. Not only is the punk law handsome and handsome, she is also a rare all-round talent in the punk clan. He once wandered outside the forest as a mercenary. Regardless of his world and ability, he was first-class in the Black Forest. As the young patriarch aura of the punk tribe, it was difficult for Su Kebailing to refuse completely. How to look at it, both of them can be regarded as a good match, and their marriage will completely change the pattern of power in the Black Forest
In the end, Su Kebailing looked at the fat man in disbelief and said, "Do you really have no other requirements?"
The fat man looked at this beautiful woman with a bit of anger and amusement~IndoMTL.com~ Why does this sound like waiting for some reply?
The fat man lowered his head helplessly, and kissed Su Kebailing's wild lips slightly, and said, "Go back,"
Unexpectedly, Su Kebailing did not refuse or struggle at all, but rather boldly kissed the fat man back.
Who the **** are you? I don’t want to even know the name of the man who got my first kiss!" "It’s not the time yet! I’m going to go. "Fatty is cruel, beautiful fennel, faint Over fat man’s nose,
Turning around and walking in the direction of the camp, there was the sound of shambles and staggering footsteps behind him, and he also left after seeing Baksulin, "Your Majesty!"
In the woods 40 meters away, more than a dozen guards in black armor flashed out from behind the tall bushes, with all kinds of weird expressions on their faces. It was almost overwhelming here, as the sharpest. How can the guards not hear, just watching your Majesty have such a good time, who dares not open his eyes and jump out to spoil the situation. "No one can say anything about tonight! Otherwise, let someone go to see the cell!" The fat man glanced at this. The guard said viciously, but Su Kebai's beautiful jade face rose in his heart, and her expression of disappointment because I didn't tell her her name. (To be continued.)