The ghost shadow is shining, and today's night is surprisingly dark. As the main general today, Tuoba Honglie took on the heavy responsibility of sneak attacks. He was not sure whether he could knock on the gate of Xicheng. In the battle during the day, he witnessed the wisdom of the Wei Dynasty with his own eyes.

As the eldest son of Tuoba Wuzong, he did not receive the favor of Tuoba Yanlie. In fact, he had a grudge in his heart. He could not get the appreciation of his father and commander. Isn’t it because Tuoba Yanlie has a mother with a charming figure? This time he must let his father and commander look at him differently. In fact, no matter how he changes or how hard he tries, he cannot change his position in Tuoba Wuzong. He completely miscalculated the current situation, not to mention that this was a journey to Shura that he could never forget again.

After the day's vine armored soldiers were defeated today, everyone was uneasy. I wonder what strange tricks the officers and soldiers in Xicheng would do this time?

The vanguard in front was holding copper shields in his hands. These shields were originally used by Tuoba Wuzong's personal bodyguards, and the refining process was quite financial and material. This time, in order to help them break the city as soon as possible, Tuoba Wuzong borrowed some of the officers and soldiers who attacked them for the sake of his son.

Looking at the headless charred corpses beside the city wall, these Western soldiers who attacked were completely shocked. Do these people like to collect heads? Are they the chiefs in the deep mountains and old forests?

In front of me, a soldier who was not sure about the depth and eager to make contributions stepped into the burnt moat with one foot. He felt a sharp pain under his feet and couldn't help but scream with a 'ah'. Tuoba Honglie next to him quickly covered his mouth: "Hold it, even if you break your leg now, you must bear it."

"Sir, there are some caltrops here, which are specially used to trip the horse's hooves. Brothers must be careful." The officers and soldiers were able to understand the truth at this time, and they were indeed a forbearing talent.

Tuoba Honglie had a sudden inspiration and ordered people to quickly spread the copper shield rewarded by his father and commander gently. These talents rushed across the moat with lingering fear and quietly came to the city wall.

Dozens of people flipped up and the ropes were pulled by hooks and nailed to the gaps of the battlements, forming rope ladders for people to climb, but this tests their physical strength. The people selected this time were even more elites, as strong as calves, with arms as thick as bowls. On this city wall more than ten feet high, they stared at the city wall with difficulty, holding the rope tightly with both hands, and climbed up towards the target of hope step by step.

Before they could get close to the stent, the wind chime suddenly became a big hit. It turned out that these people accidentally touched the bell tied to the silk thread hidden one meter away from the stent. Before these people could react, a bucket of tung oil had already poured down. The climbing men were slippery at this time, and they could not use any strength at all under their feet and hands, and they could not hold their bodies. Seeing victory in sight, they fell directly from the city wall with a lot of unwillingness. They fell to death and killed another large area.

In fact, the white ash sprinkled by the officers and soldiers secretly left the city at that time were lime, which not only disinfected and removed the bloody smell, but also played a role in contrasting and foiling. When the Westerners approached, the officers and soldiers of the city had already known their movements with the reflection of the ground, but there was no reference on the city wall and could not ignite the tung oil. If the tung oil was poured too early, it would be easy to fail. So they tied some bells not far from the battlements. As long as the bell rang, the time and heat of pouring tung oil could be grasped just right.

While these people were about to retreat along the original path, they threw down hard things from the city wall, which made them hurt. They were so dark that they couldn't see clearly, but a few actually kicked the hard things aside. At this time, the officers and soldiers of Xicheng lit the ropes covered with tung oil and hooks, which were as bright as day. It was okay if they didn't look at it, but they were startled to see it first, and then they cried bitterly. These Wei Chao people were too cruel and actually smashed their tribesmen's heads as stones. The original emotions of escaping turned into hatred. Several were stimulated, and they waved their scimitars and rushed towards the city wall without any ability. The officers and soldiers of Xicheng fulfilled them and shot them into sieves.

Tuoba Honglie was inexplicably slutted, completely beaten to death. His previous bold words were wiped out, leaving him with only a nightmare that he would never want to remember again.

Naturally, Li Meng had no good ending, so he was directly pulled out to sacrifice the flag by Tuoba Honglie.

A beautiful figure entered the periphery of Tuoba Honglie's tent, as light as a swallow. Before the sentry on the watchtower could shout, the beauty broke her neck and the person came to take action cleanly.

When she approached the luxurious camp like a ghost, she felt that the big thing was about to be done. When she pulled out the short sword in her hand and was about to rush into the tent, the officers and soldiers who had been ambushing for a long time suddenly came out and surrounded the masked beauty firmly in the middle.

Tuoba Honglie had already been scared by the people of the Wei Dynasty, and was afraid that these Wei Dynasty people would sneak in late at night, so at this time it was just loose on the outside and tight on the inside. Unexpectedly, when the blind cat met a dead mouse, there would be a camp in the middle of the night. But he saw that there was only one person, and a woman, with lustful and contemptuous expressions all over his eyes.

"This woman must catch me alive. I have been suffering from evil fire recently and I have no place to expel my evil spirits. Remember, who can catch her will be rewarded."

"Isn't the group of people who died last night enough for you to bury with you? Do you want me to send you a ride?"

Li Ren's angering words had already made Tuoba Honglie embarrassed and angry. He had already pulled up the steel gun next to him and stabbed Li Ren directly in the chest.

"It's just right." The beautiful man's soft body had already shot up as the moment the strong gun shadow shuttle came. With a beautiful air swell, the short sword in his hand directly cut Tuoba Honglie's left shoulder. Before Tuoba Honglie had time to breathe, the beautiful man jumped to his right shoulder like a ghost, his left leg and right leg, and each made up a sword on those parts.

Tuoba Honglie was about to shout for help, but the beautiful man's short sword had already touched his throat, making him speechless. If he had known that this girl was so powerful, why would he have to show off his courage? Now that he has lost all his face in front of his officers and soldiers, how can he convince others in the future? Alas, I am really dead.

"Take me to find Tuoba Wuzong, or I will kill you immediately." This person wanted to avenge Wu Yonglin. Yue Ling'er, who broke into the enemy camp alone late at night, quietly followed her after the people were defeated last night. After observing the camp where Tuoba Honglie was located, she rushed in regardless of whether there was an ambush or not. For her, who was eager to take revenge, there was no difference.

Originally, Tuoba Honglie wanted to show that he was ready to die, so he just wiped his neck, but the slightest reluctance in his heart, the best of both worlds, and the extremely vicious thoughts popped up in his heart.

He took Yue Ling'er to his half-brother, Tuoba Yanlie's tent, pointed to one of the tents and said, "There is the person you are looking for. I think you will definitely not be able to beat him."

Yue Ling'er was too lazy to listen to his nagging, so she knocked him fainted from behind, waved the sword in her hand and flew towards the camp that Tuoba Honglie pointed to.

Perhaps Tuoba Yanlie's fate should not be eliminated. His father Tuoba Wuzong has recently suffered from a secret disease, and Tuoba Yanlie's subordinate just had a gentleman who understands medical principles. After treatment in recent days, he has gradually recovered. Today will be the last treatment.

Before Yue Ling'er could approach, Tuoba Wuzong sensed a trace of murderous aura. He picked up a bowl of tea next to him and threw it directly at the person who came. He directly pulled the gentleman aside, holding a breeze gun, and killed him with a tremendous and gust.

"You are Tuoba Wuzong? Did Wu Yonglin be killed by you?"

"I am, who are you? You dare to break into the camp alone. Are you not afraid of death? Wu Yonglin's skills are not as good as others, and he dies as he deserves."

"Stop, I will take your head to pay tribute to my man today."

"What a big tone, look at the gun." Tuoba Wuzong was full of guns and directly encountered the dagger coming towards Liren.

Tuoba Wuzong felt that this move was so familiar. After thinking about it, he felt relieved. The gun was like a bow and bounced directly towards the Qianying who was rushing towards Yue Ling'er. The moment he approached Yue Ling'er, Yue Ling'er came with a large backward rotation. When the gun body was about to run out, he directly used a pair of lotus feet to turn around and kicked him back.

When the soft gun body rebounded, Tuoba Wuzong had a little trouble. The force of the gun body seemed to be more than twice as powerful. He used almost all his strength to hold the Qingfeng gun again.

"What move did you do just now? It looks soft, how can you be so domineering?"

"You care what moves he makes, if you can beat your kung fu, it's good kung fu."

Tuoba Wuzong was not careless at this time. Just now, this person's moves meant to use force to fight. He had a high level of cultivation and knowledge. He understood the mystery after a while. He no longer threw the Qingfeng gun in his hand.

The sword shadow and the gun shadow came out in this dark night. When you get close, you can still hear the crackling sound of fists and feet colliding. People who don’t know think someone is setting off fireworks. A Western barbarian soldier who was sleeping in a daze was about to step forward and scold him. Before he could see clearly what was going on, his ear fell off and he hugged him in pain and shouted at the sky and the earth.

"It's so noisy." After the sharp sword passed through the man's throat, he finally returned to his calm.

Tuoba Wuzong attacked again, his figure was like a giant dragon ascended to heaven. With an unbearable force, it was combined with the gun body. With the power of rotation, it directly contacted Yue Ling'er's short sword and had a head-on battle.

The sound of the "dingdang" weapon handover in the air stopped abruptly. With a "bang", Yue Ling'er's short sword broke in response. The attack with Tuoba Wuzong just now had no time to push the force of the weapon and fists and feet at the same time. It only dissolved the force on the weapon and used its weak body to force a palm. Tuoba Wuzong was actually gambling just now. The force he came in both directions was actually biased towards weapons. If the force on the gun was nine points, the force on the fists and feet was only used one point.

Perhaps Yue Ling'er's cultivation level is no longer an ordinary master at this moment. His unconscious behavior easily broke the tricks of Tuoba Wuzong, which made him amazed. This "Fairy Lan Ling" is indeed well-known. At a young age, her cultivation level is actually on par with me. Her on-the-spot reaction just now was a complete manifestation of a master-level master.

After all, Yue Ling'er was hit by Tuoba Wuzong's palm. Although she would not die, the air flowed in her chest and a trace of blood blew out of the corners of her mouth.

"Come on me, protect the father and commander, and catch that stinky girl." Tuoba Honglie saw Yue Ling'er being injured, and hurriedly directed the panicked Western barbarians from the shadows and rushed over.

Yue Ling'er heard the arrows in the distance, shooting towards her with the sound of breaking through the air. Looking at the sword that had been following her for many years, there was an indescribable loneliness. The sword was there, and the sword was broken and the person died. Wu Yonglin, waiting for me, I'm here, I'm here to accompany you. Looking at the dark night sky, she slowly closed her eyes.

A beautiful figure fell from the roof of a tent, with an incredible degree, to Yue Ling'er, holding a sword flower, and easily knocked down the sharp arrows that were shot down one by one.

"How is it possible? Hasn't she jumped off the cliff? Why has her cultivation improved a lot today compared to that day? How is this possible? How is this possible?" Tuoba Wuzong's hand holding the gun began to tremble. If the two of them fought each other, they might not be sure to win.

This person was Murong Yiqing, who left without saying goodbye from the canyon. She pulled Yue Ling'er up. The two of them had a tacit understanding and ejected at the same time. They rushed to the outside of the camp like a fairy like Lingbo. A rain of arrows broke through the air came from behind. Before she could catch up with the two beautiful figures, she shot into the soil next to her with the sinking force.

The cold wind blew, and bursts of howling screams of ghosts and wolves. The dead trees beside them were like monsters with their teeth and claws, twisting their ugly bodies, trying to devour all those who dared to approach. The two galloping in the forest were unmoved, thinking about their own little things.

Standing on an empty ground, Murong Yiqing looked at the dazed Yue Ling'er and said sadly: "Is this really worth it for that person?"

"He is dead. Is there anything worth it? As long as I want, it's enough, isn't it?"

"What a silly girl, I'll give it to you." Murong Yiqing took out a treasured scroll from her chest and handed it to Yue Ling'er, who had a dull look.

"Ah..." After seeing the picture that only two people understood, Yue Ling'er was overjoyed. Her decadence just now was completely replaced by a kind of vitality.

"Don't ask me, I can only tell you that he is still alive and waiting for him here, and he will be back soon." Murong Yiqing left without looking back, her eyes were already blurred with tears. Alas, this world made a big joke for her. She obviously liked that person very much and lost her virginity, but she couldn't live with him until old age, because there was a silly girl here who needed him even more.

"Where are you going?" Yue Ling'er asked anxiously.

"Where I come from and go back to, it's no longer worth my nostalgia here. Here, I lost myself."
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