Chen Qing Wangxian, and the storm 147, both of them lost consciousness
There was surprising silence around the river bank, as if even the wind was obedient and did not dare to lift a leaf.
Suddenly, more than a dozen black shadows jumped out of the forest more than ten feet away from the river bank, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived near and surrounded the two of them.
Two people threw grilled fish into the fire, quickly pulled their swords and stood with their backs.
"Tsk, it's a pity that the two fat fish I just caught. Do you care whether you pay for it?" Wei Ying vigilantly glanced at the people around him, estimating their purpose.
These people are wearing uniform military uniforms with dark patterns in black, but they can't see clearly under the night color, but they are obviously not ordinary night clothes. Judging from the skills of these people, they are definitely not ordinary bandits.
Before Wei Ying could come up with a complete solution to get out, the vast crowd had already rushed up from every corner. The two of them felt a little bad premonition, but it was obvious that the current situation did not allow them to think randomly.
The moves of the comers are treacherous and changeable and powerful, and they don’t look like they come from the Central Plains or the border. Fortunately, Wei Ying and Lan Zhan were temporarily at a disadvantage thanks to their tacit cooperation. But soon, Wei Ying discovered a fatal problem, and this group of people deliberately narrowed the encirclement. It seems that dealing with fewer people at the same time is more beneficial to the two of them, but in fact, these people are replacing the pioneers of head-on battles in an orderly manner, allowing everyone to maintain their relatively superior physical strength and state until they exhaust their opponent's energy. The two of them had no choice but to fight against four hands, and gradually they could not resist it, and their speed slowed down.
The group of people quickly seized the opportunity and changed their formation again. Suddenly, a sudden figure flashed in Wei Ying's afterwards.
"Lan Zhan! Little..." Wei Ying was anxious and couldn't help but be attracted by the other side, but he ignored that he was also full of dangers. Before he finished speaking, he felt a chill on his neck, a slight stinging pain spread, and then his eyes turned black and his body couldn't help but fall forward.
Yue Guang glanced at Wei Ying who was lying on the ground there, and Lan Zhan felt that his blood was frozen. However, before he could scream, a slight tingling sensation on his neck was soon lost.
I don’t know how long it took, but Wei Ying felt his consciousness gradually regain his mind. He tried to move, as if his hands and feet were not tied, but his headache seemed to be about to crack. It took him a long time to barely open his eyes. His first reaction was to touch the tiger talisman hidden in his arms. As expected, the tiger talisman was no longer there.
Wei Ying was very regretful. Unexpectedly, the person who grabbed this thing actually came here. He was careless. But he recalled carefully that the visitor's skills and dress seemed to be different from the previous group of people in , Wen Zhuliu, and . Does anyone know about this tiger talisman?
"Lan Zhan?" Wei Ying habitually stretched his hand to the side but rushed into the air. His whole body was shocked, and his physical discomfort was instantly thrown out of the sky by him. Where is Lan Zhan?
"Blue..." Wei Ying hurriedly pushed away the curtain and stayed at the bed, but Lan Zhan didn't see it. The two graceful women standing tall on both sides of the bed were shocked.
"Young master, are you awake?" The delicate voices of the two women came into Wei Ying's eardrums.
"Young master was exhausted, why not let the little girl help you change your clothes?"
After a brief moment of being stunned, Wei Ying quickly regained his rationality. After the woman mentioned it, he began to seriously look around the surrounding environment. I saw that there were not any woodshed or dungeons around, but a clean and bright inner room. I was only wearing a red lining, and my outer robe was neatly stacked on the head of the bed.
(Thanks to Bao for his cooperation. If you want to know the next thing, let me break down tomorrow. Thank you for supporting the monkey's daydream.)
