The Student Association of Beijing Senior College has been very busy these past two days.
The parade on December 25th is in full swing.
The influence of this incident has already begun to ferment.
Many people are continuing to pay attention.
Yuan Wenjun and others were so busy that they couldn't even put their feet on the ground.
In particular, several core members almost gave up sleeping and were extremely busy.
Because the core content of the parade has changed, the advancement of various matters has become much more hidden. Only people with enough trust are qualified to know about subsequent changes.
I have to admit that once the students' enthusiasm and passion are activated, the results and efficiency will be comparable to those of the official ones.
And perhaps because the early momentum building was so mature, even the forces that were preparing to use this incident to cause trouble were on the defensive and failed to understand and capture the changes in the content of the parade in a timely manner.
On the fourth day, night fell.
College Street.
Dugu Yuying and Yuan Nong walked out of the gate of the Royal High School, looking tired but excited.
The arrangement of the last student club has been successfully completed.
Tomorrow morning, the parade can start on time.
When they thought that this time, they could make the imperial hero Lin Beichen famous and clear his grievances, the hearts of the two young people were filled with a sense of mission and pride.
"Brother Nong, I want to buy a box of [Su Jin Ji]'s new [Tuoyun Gouache], can you go with me?"
It was rare to be able to relax, so Dugu Yuying took her sweetheart's arm, revealed her girlish side, and said coquettishly.
Yuan Nong fondly poked the tip of his girlfriend's nose and said with a smile: "Okay, then we will go to Lao Liao's snack stall to eat two bowls of red oil. After we get back, we will have a good rest and recharge ourselves to prepare for tomorrow's parade."
"Okay, okay."
Dugu Yuying cheered excitedly like a child.
Lao Liao's food stall is a ten-year-old stall at the back door of the college where the two of them live. It was there that they met for the first time. They didn't know each other until they started fighting, and then they turned from enemies into lovers. It can be said that that simple food stall,
It carries some of the best memories of the two of them.
The two walked and chatted happily, recalling the good times when they were in love in the past.
While walking, Yuan Nong suddenly stopped.
Because he suddenly discovered that at some point, there was no one on the streets in front and behind him.
It's eerily quiet.
In the cold wind, a few withered yellow leaves swirled in the wind and fell.
A strange and ominous atmosphere filled the air.
Yuan Nong was very vigilant. He held his girlfriend's arm with his left hand, and his right hand was already pressed on the hilt of the [Qingquan Sword] hanging at his waist.
"Brother Nong?"
Dugu Yuying also noticed something was wrong.
A hundred meters away, a car without a sign
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The black carriage was lying quietly in the middle of the street.
On both sides of the carriage, there is a black figure.
The two figures, their faces covered in black cloaks, held white long swords in their hands. The swords were as cold as ghosts in the night, standing quietly, releasing a heart-stopping horror.
"who?"
Yuan Nong shouted and asked.
He felt the hostility emanating from the other party.
But there was no answer.
Two black-robed ghost figures dragged their swords upside down and approached quickly.
Zizzi!
The tip of the sword rubbed quickly against the bluestone floor, leaving behind a series of sparks that looked dazzling and strange in the dark night sky.
Murderous intent overflows.
Canglang.
The long sword on Yuan Nong's waist was instantly drawn out.
As one of the top ten swordsmen of the younger generation in the capital, Yuan Nong's strength is definitely not low, and he has rich combat experience.
His reaction was also extremely fast.
Draw your sword and fight back.
In one moment, in one go.
Whoosh!
The sword light cuts through the air.
Three figures, under the darkness of night, amid the bursts of sword energy and sword light, quickly crossed each other after a brief lag, and then settled back to back ten meters apart.
puff!
A faint line of blood burst out from Yuan Nong's left leg.
he got hurt.
"Brother Nong..."
Dugu Yuying exclaimed, holding his sword in hand, he rushed over.
At this time——
Puff.
There was a sound like two pieces of paper being punctured.
The two black ghost-like figures had blood spraying from their throats at the same time, making a whooshing sound from their throats as if the trachea was severed, and then they fell forward.
Yuan Nong raised his hand to block Dugu Yuying behind him.
He looked at the black carriage fifty meters away with great vigilance.
Under night.
The black carriage without a nameplate was like a night devil lurking in the dark abyss, emitting an extremely dangerous aura.
"Brother Nong, are you okay?"
Dugu Yuying felt anxious when she saw the sword wound on Yuan Nong's right leg.
Yuan Nong shook his head and was about to speak.
at this time--
call out!
A sound broke through the air.
An arrow was shot from the carriage.
The speed is as fast as black lightning.
"No, it's the Aurora people..."
Yuan Nong was shocked, and the long sword in his hand could only be blocked by his chest.
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boom!
The crackling sound of gold and iron is like thunder in the sky.
Yuan Nong suddenly felt as if he had been hit by a giant siege hammer. He felt an overwhelming force coming in. The Hundred Refined Qingquan Sword in his hand exploded instantly, turning into millions of silver fragments dancing like butterflies.
Shoot away.
The wrist of his right hand holding the sword also cracked and fractured instantly.
The huge force shook him like a kite with its string broken, and he fell backwards.
"Huh?
A faint exclamation came from the carriage.
Obviously, he did not expect that Yuan Nong would not die under this shot.
And at the same time, the second arrow has been shot.
This arrow is more powerful.
faster.
Only then did Dugu Yuying have time to react, slashing out with his sword in an attempt to intercept.
But the speed of the arrow exceeded her reaction time.
What was struck by the long sword was only the afterimage left by the arrow cluster.
The real arrow, with lightning and flint, had already passed by her and came to Yuan Nong who had not yet landed.
The cluster of death arrows pointed directly at the center of Yuan Nong's eyebrows.
This arrow was enough to blow up Yuan Nong's head instantly.
Yuan Nong also truly felt the approach of death.
At this moment, intense unwillingness surged into his heart.
He has not yet made any achievements.
He has not yet lifted the hijab of his sweetheart on the wedding night.
What would Dugu Yuying do if he died here?
"Ahhhhh..."
Yuan Nong's eyes widened.
Then, his pupils suddenly shrank and he was stunned.
Because the deadly cluster of arrows suddenly stopped.
When it was about a hair's length away from his eyebrows, it stopped inexplicably.
The reason for stopping was that one hand held the arrow shaft.
To be precise, a paw.
Silver, furry paws.
This was similar to the huge claws of some kind of rat creature. It stretched out from the air without any warning, only part of it was exposed, but it easily grasped the thunder-like sword.
Then, Mousepaw flicked his wrist.
The black carriage on the opposite side immediately exploded, collapsed and sprayed away.
A figure sitting among them had an arrow nailed to his chest. He flew out and flew ten meters before being nailed to a stone tablet.
At this time——
call out!
boom!
The sound of arrows flying backwards through the air and the roar of the carriage being shot came out one after another.