Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 218 Puppet Road’s Rebellion

   Xiaolan raised the lock whip, and still didn't know if he wanted to attack, but the wind stepped forward to Xiaolan and faced Wemblow.

  Wemblow looked young, with thin shoulders and dangerously narrowed eyes. The blood-red light under the eyes was faintly visible, and the hair was also fiery red. Compared with the pale skin, it looked like blood like flames.

   "Huh, what do you mean," Wemblow stood still, his scorching eyes swept back and forth several people, "It's going to rebel? Is that right, Sparrow?"

  Speaking, his eyes stopped on the bird, and Wemblow's eyes became ambiguous.

  The bird was startled, and her body shrank back subconsciously.

   "Come here, Sparrow." Wemblow stretched out his right hand and lazily hooked his index finger at Que.

The charming expression on   Quanchi's face disappeared. He hesitated to turn his head and glanced at the expressionless wind, took a small step, and prepared to walk towards Wemblow.

   Xiaolan looked up at the back of Feng's head.

  Can this be tolerated?

   "Bird, stop."

  The steady bass of the wind appeared, and the bird suddenly stopped.

   Wemblow snorted coldly, raised his chin and said, "Finch, don't let me wait too long."

   Xiaolan stood on tiptoe, trying to look over Feng's shoulder to see the excitement.

  Feng Feng and Wemblow confronted each other, but Xiaolan, the crowd eating melon, was very excited.

   "Please, let go of the bird."

  The bird trembled and said something courageous.

  Wemblow's eyes were cold for a second.

   "Sheget is not here, are you ready to rebel?

   "I can't help myself."

  Wemblow pulled back his outstretched right hand forcefully, flicking it backward, and the slender placket of his uniform swayed against the wind.

   "Flower Snake!" Wemblow let out a low growl, and a familiar long whip appeared in his hand.

  This whip...

   Xiaolan looked at Bing standing on her right side, Bing looked at her empty palms in a sense of disappointment, bowed her head aggrievedly, and didn't even dare to look directly at Wemblow's face.

   "You, don't have the slightest strength."

  After Wemblow finished speaking, he raised his whip and drew it at the bird.

"Snapped!"

  Heavy, the whip was hard enough.

   "Thunder..."

The bird looked at the big thunder that blocked a whip for himself in that moment. Lei's bare right shoulder had already been torn off a layer of flesh. The big man was shaking without shaking, and stood silent in front of the bird. .

  Wemblow became even more angry and re-ran the whip. The goal this time was to stand on the ice on the right back of Xiaolan.

  Use ice weapons to damage ice.

  Flying whip quickly approached, Feng Helei could no longer protect him, watching the flower snake whip attack with a small body with a sudden strong wind Xiangbing.

   "Ice! Get out of the way!"

  Bing did not flash.

   flashed, it was afraid, flashed, it was rebellion.

  Ice don't flash.

  Bing bit her lower lip, resisting the trembling of her body, staring at her eyes, ready to meet the whip.

  A slender arm suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

  All the people present were stunned.

   "Tsk tusk, bully the kid."

   Xiaolan grabbed the sharp tail of the flower snake whip in one hand, and finally walked out from behind the wind, looking at Wemblow with contempt.

  Wemblow seemed to realize that there was another person here, and raised his whip in dissatisfaction.

Xiaolan suddenly tightened his hand holding the flower snake whip, preparing to perform the same old tricks to wait for the opportunity to grab the whip. Who would think that Wemblow's strength is not the same as the ice just now, and the barbed whip tail has been gripped from Xiaolan tightly. When she swiped across her palm, Xiaolan's palm was instantly cracked.

   Seeing Bing’s worried eyes cast, Xiaolan hurriedly retracted her hand, and put her palm behind her back if nothing had happened.

  My position at the moment is really strange.

   "What are you that dare to break into the tower of the royal city?"

   Xiaolan looked at Wemblow in surprise, "Don't you know me?"

   Wemblow sneered, "Why would I know an ordinary fool?"

  The four Feng Feng who knew Xiaolan didn't say anything, they just stared at Wemblow, and seemed to be very jealous of him.

  It's easier to do without knowing yourself.

  Liao Yilan, the king of mouth artillery, is ready to use the question again.

  "Who are you again? Is it extraordinary?" Xiaolan began to talk.

   "I, Wemblow, is the youngest captain in the city," mentioning the glorious past, Wemblow arrogantly narrowed his eyes, "After the king broke the way, the next level of fate must be me."

Although Xiaolan couldn't understand what he was talking about, she still yelled "Dreaming!".

  Wemblow's face flushed with anger, his lips pressed tightly, and the fiery red hair swayed in the wind, the flower snake whip quickly approached him.

Xiaolan stepped back instantly. When the flower snake whip tail swept in front of him, the lock whip in his hand had already aggregated and formed, Xiaolan raised the whip, and the left hand holding the lock whip felt from the skin to the bones. the power of.

  The two whips collided, and the tremor spread to every corner of the body.

  The power of Wemblow is really extraordinary.

  The left arm numbs immediately, but the numbness only exists for a few seconds, and the wound on the palm of her hand that has not fully recovered awakens her consciousness.

  Why does the wound heal so slowly?

  Something is wrong, many things here are too wrong.

   "That's right, I despise you," Wemblow's eyes became serious, and he flicked the flower snake whip in his hand, and another whip rolled towards him, "Look at this whip, can you also stop it?"

  The second whip was faster and heavier. With the sound of hunting wind, the flower snake whip turned into a pitch-black python, showing its fangs towards Xiaolan.

   Xiaolan hesitated, if she used the lock whip to block it again, the lock whip in his hand might not be able to keep it.

  You have to change your moves.

   Before Xiaolan came up with a new move, a shout rang in her ear.

   "Thunder! Sacrifice to the Star Hammer!"

Lei’s star hammer quickly drew into Xiaolan’s line of sight, and just collided with the flower snake whip that came in front of him. With this collision, sparks enclaved the mountain and Xiaolan finally stood still in the tremor, and saw the flower snake. The whip was taken back by Wemblow, but Lei's Star Hammer was lying alone on the ground.

"Do you think that five people can beat me?" The red light in Wemblow's eyes shined even more. "You really don't know anything about the power of the captain. Just then maybe, you can still have a small life, since You have chosen to rebel, and I, Wemblow, the acting instructor of Puppet Road, must exercise the powers and responsibilities of the captain and rectify the five of you here."

Five people?

   Xiaolan looked around, only to find out that Wemblow had added himself to the list of handling.

  The flower snake whip came again, Xiaolan was about to take out other weapons to fight, but was knocked away by the ice.

   "Sister Sparrow! Use a stab!"

  Quan looked embarrassed, "But your Huahua will..."

   "Huahua is no longer mine," Bing said through gritted teeth, "Our rebellion has begun, destroy it."

  Finch heard this, and hurriedly showed the palm of the hand thorn, three golden lights circled to the flower snake whip, the light flashed, the flower snake whip used these three points as the incision, and cut it into a section.

  Several pieces of broken flower snake whip fell to the ground feebly, seemingly struggling, then turned into a few scraps of iron, losing strength and light forever.

  (End of this chapter)