All the dead men in Tianji Palace lowered their heads stiffly, and saw Gu Xilai standing tall and tall under the tree where they were hiding, with his head raised and a look of great interest.
"Xi...Xi...Xi Protector?" Fang Xin was too nervous to say a complete sentence.
Gu Xilai pretended to be curious and asked, "Why are you here?"
Fang Xin squatted on the tree, stretching his neck and looking around. Didn't he just say that Protector Xi was not a person? Where was that person?
"What are you looking at? Fang Xin?"
Fang Xin was horrified, his name was called even though his face was covered!!!
When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. It would have been fine if they just worked hard, but now, how can they still fight?
Fang Xin pulled down his mask helplessly: "Protector Xi, we are here to perform a mission."
Gu Xilai suddenly realized it, patted his heart and said, "So that's it, then I won't disturb you anymore, you guys just stay well, you know?"
Fang Xin was sweating constantly on the top of his head. When Gu Xi finished speaking, he wanted to nod his head into the dirt: "Okay, okay, Protector Xi, go slowly."
Gu Xilai waved the folding fan in his hand and strode forward. Suddenly, Fang Xin seemed to have remembered something and shouted: "Protector Xi——"
Someone who was taking a leisurely stroll disappeared in an instant.
Everyone was shocked and jumped down from the trees to gather around the big dark pit in front of them. Gu Xilai stood in the pit with a gray face. There were more than a dozen sharpened bamboos standing under his feet, but he survived the disaster.
Standing between the gaps in the bamboo.
I looked at the bamboo at my feet with lingering fear, I almost... almost died.
Fang Xin wiped the cold sweat from his head, scared to death.
After recovering, Gu Xilai yelled at the dozen heads above: "Who dug it? Who?"
Everyone shrank their heads and said it had nothing to do with them.
…
Gu Xilai finally climbed out of the pit, and before he could take a breath, he heard a shout in his ear, and dozens of arrows flew towards him, which caught him off guard.
"Disperse!" Gu Xilin ordered calmly.
It was dark all around. Except for the bright moon in the sky, it was almost an ink mass. There seemed to be figures moving in the distance, very fast.
Fang Xin was stunned. Did Tianji Palace send another killer?
impossible.
The arrows were shooting indiscriminately, and the dead men of Tianji Palace did not dare to move rashly and kept avoiding them.
Suddenly, everyone heard a buzzing sound, which seemed to be the sound of a rotating half-moon wheel.
Gu Xilai narrowed his eyes, no, Yan Buhuan was plotted.
He flew down and ran towards the source of the sound. Sure enough, hundreds of men in black were surrounding Yan Buhuan not far away. This group of killers had a unique division of labor. They were fighting in close quarters inside and firing arrows from the outside. The wave of arrows just now
They must have missed the target.
The killers from Tianji Palace also arrived. Seeing this scene, everyone looked at me and me, almost confused.
Yan Buhuan was fighting one against a hundred, Wu Si was scattered by the arrows and flew in the air like a ball of grinding. She had sharp eyebrows and almost every move would draw blood.
"Gu Xilai, why are you still standing there?"
When Gu Xilai saw this, he joined the battle without hesitation and chose to fight alongside Yan Buhuan.
The killers of Tianji Palace continued to look at each other in confusion.
What exactly is going on?
And the group of killers also noticed them.
Because everyone was dressed in black, they naturally regarded the dead soldiers of Tianji Palace as one of their own. Some people shouted: "Why are you standing here? Come up and kill them."
