White-Robed Chief

In the middle of the night, everyone acted, occupying that stockade silently.

For the sake of future consideration, they did not directly destroy them. They only killed the leader and surrendered. There were more than 300 people in the whole village, and more than 20 died. They were supplemented by them.

Chu Li stood beside a forest outside the cottage, and Xu Cihang and Fan Yang sent him away.

The morning sun shone on the woods, and mottled shatters fell on them.

Chu Li looked at the two of them: "Lao Fan, Lao Xu, what are your plans? Are you going to be old or do you want to go back?"

"Let's go back." Xu Cihang sighed.

Fan Yangdao: "Leaving the fallen leaves to their roots, still staying in Dali."

They knew that entering Fengruiying was a mortal death, but they wanted to live in Dali, and their lives were unsatisfactory. If they could leave Fengruiying, they would not stay here.

Chu Li took two secrets from her arms and passed them: "Here is a mystery of shrinking bones. When you get to the realm, you can change your appearance."

He took two jade cards from his arms and handed them: "You can see me with this card."

Xu Cihang and Fan Yangsong took a breath and hugged their fists.

They are grateful to Chu for being thoughtful and meticulous. They have changed their appearance and are not safe, because Tianwaitian Master is too conspicuous, just like a white crane in a chicken flock, which can be seen and recognized at a glance.

Sooner or later their identity could not be concealed, at that time it was a terrible disaster.

But when Chu Li was under his command, it was different. He was a disciple of the Holy Religion, or the master of the helm. As long as he entered the sub-rudder of the Holy Religion, he was stuck with an amulet and was no longer afraid of the military's investigation.

Only under Chu Li's hands can they live in peace, otherwise they might as well go back and be frightened.

"Okay, let's go back." Chu Li waved his hand, Shen said: "I'm going back and doing my work this time, it is estimated that I can rise to the centurion, and see if I can transfer you to Fengruiying to be my subordinate, if it succeeds Then you go back. If it is not successful, you will stay here first ... restrain them and have Hu Lai directly kill them. Don't let them cause trouble to you and involve you! "

"Yes." The two fists.

Chu Li nodded, drifted into the woods, and disappeared before their eyes.

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At sunset, the siege war stopped.

There was blood everywhere in the city outside Luoqiu. There were no people outside the city, but the moans of wounded soldiers kept lingering in Yang Ping's ears.

Yang Ping's face was ugly, and he walked with several guards on the city wall. They were responsible for the defense of the East City Gate and the defense of the East City Wall.

He leaned on the wall and looked down at the vast land outside the city.

The twilight rose, not too far, but blood on the ground, broken siege equipment, round stones with blood stains, broken armor, and arrows were visible.

The dead have been taken away and cremated, lest the plague spread.

"Well ..." Yang Ping shook her head and sighed.

The siege was too brutal, and Ying Yangjun lost 50 more during the day.

Although a group of four hundred people were replenished from other places, these were new recruits without a battle array, and they were not very useful in their training. The Yingyang Army seemed to have increased its strength, but it was not necessarily the case.

"General, who is that!" Jiang Jinfu cried suddenly.

Looking at the situation, Yang Ping walked out in the twilight and walked slowly towards the Dongchengmen.

He could see clearly that this figure was Zhao Dahe, and there was a baggage hanging around his waist. Yang Ping knew that it must be the first class of all fearless.

Chu Li suddenly stopped and turned to look at the three people who had shot.

The monk, a good monk, hunted and fluttered in a red monk robe, flew forward with the two elders, and surrounded Chuli.

Chu Li frowned coldly: "Goodness, I'm looking for your account!"

A tall and burly monk with a good gift: "There is no Amitabha ..."

He has a mighty Buddha number and has spread far away.

The martial arts master in the city faintly heard the movement, but ignored it.

They hate the best monks but are helpless.

Fortunately, there are military camps in the city, forming military formations. Through the suppression of military formations, martial arts masters are in the military formations. The martial arts power is only 10% to 20%, and the gap with ordinary soldiers is very small, and a few soldiers can be suppressed. martial arts master.

In this way, the monk is afraid to come again.

Chu Li looked at the other two old men, one with a sword and one with a sword.

"Are you from Haicang Mountain's palace with the sword?" Chu Li slowly said.

"Yes, Zhao Dahe, we are looking for your account!" The old man with the knife said, "You owe us a life!"

"Same!" Said the old man in Haicang Mountain.

Chu Li shook his head and said, "You can't stop me."

"That's a look!" The old man in Haicang Mountain sneered: "Have you got our sword?"

Chu Li's face was gloomy, thinking of Li Ruolan.

At first, the two got two swords, one to himself and one to Li Ruolan. So far the sword is still there, and the person is no longer there.

He glanced at the good monk, and shook his hand.

"Ding!" The moon wheel appeared in the sleeves of the Supreme Master Monk, and she opened a bright knife.

A flash of Chu Li appeared dozens of meters away, and time leaped into the sky, and everyone in the city was amazed.

The good monk also disappeared in a flash, appeared in front of Chu Li, and was photographed with one palm.

The Sword Palace and the old man in Haicang Mountain shot at the same time, with swords like lightning and swords like thunderbolts.

He wanted to go to Dongchengmen, but the Supreme Master Monk was always blocking the direction of Dongchengmen, making him farther and farther from Dongchengmen.

Everyone was anxious, but did not dare to go down. When they left the city, the coercion of the army was not there. They were not the best monk opponents. They were all scared by the best monk. They knew they couldn't help, but instead put themselves in. .

Chu Li suddenly greeted the Supreme Monk, the two palms intersected.

"Boom!" The two hands made a loud noise when they intersected their palms, and their palms were stuck together. The palms changed, and the changes were endless.

The best monk looked at Chu Li in surprise.

He didn't expect that Chu Li's change of palm power was comparable to him. Obviously, the Tibetan runner was deeper and better aware of it. This was a real threat. Thinking of his murderous prosperity, he would not try again.

"Oh!" A sun wheel appeared, and Baiguang shot at Chu Li, who was close at hand.

Chu Li turned sideways and shot with a flying knife.

Bai Guang was passing by Chu Li, but the flying knife shot into the sleeve of the monk of goodness ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ hitting his wrist.

Chu Xiang's Vientiane Guizong entered the battlefield greatly, whether it was affected by evil spirits or the influence of military flags. He did not dare to judge, but he made rapid progress. Analysis and prediction were greatly improved.

He has already counted on the actions of the Most Good Monk, prepared and responded in advance.

Chu Li suddenly slashed to the old man in Haicang Mountain, as fast as electricity.

The old man waved his sword to meet, Chu Li's sword suddenly changed from rigid to feminine, and slid along the blade to the hilt, scaring the old man back.

The good monk gloomed down his face. He had not suffered such a serious injury. His left hand could not be used, and his flying knife was difficult to deal with.

He's more murderous, and it's too scary for such a powerful character to grow up.

It hasn't been long since last time, he has made such progress, and the speed of entry is appalling.

The two are enemies. Zhao Dahe will avenge Li Ruolan. There is no possibility of reconciliation. While he is not too strong, kill him anyway!

Chu Lizhen disappeared in place, appearing twenty feet away, closer to Dongchengmen.

He shot a knife as soon as he appeared, followed by two.

The good monk just happened to be there, reaching for the moon wheel to fly.

The other two knives reappeared almost at the same time.

Chu Lichen disappeared again, one minute closer to Dongchengmen.

The good monk disappeared in a flash.

As soon as he appeared, two flying knives shot at the same time, and he could only dodge one block.

Two more flying knives were shot to him, allowing him not to pant.

Chu Lixuan disappeared, free from entanglement with one sword.

The good monk can't disappear, otherwise he cannot escape the flying knife.

The elderly in Haicang Mountain and Fudao Palace blushed, the faster they moved.

The two failed in vain, and even failed to involve Chu Li's spirit, leaving him inextricably linked with the best monk, without fear. (To be continued.)