The yellow sand blew by, and the bloody smell of this land mixed in the air became even stronger.
The armored man took off his helmet, and his thick black hair swayed in the air. No matter how much yellow sand there was, it could not get on him. His face was heroic, with his tall nose and deep eyebrows.
He is a handsome young man in every aspect.
But there is a long and narrow scar on that handsome face, coupled with the cold eyes like wild wolves, which makes people feel scared after looking at it.
But there was also a hint of surprise in his expression.
On the battlefield wrapped in yellow sand, in front of him, a warrior who had just reached the level of a chivalrous warrior was exerting all his strength, mobilizing everything he could use to kill towards him, just so that the woman could escape.
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There are so few such people on the battlefield, so few that he has never seen them once in all these years of fighting. Some of them are just avenging their dead companions, but even those are pitiful. Basically, they are pitiful.
No one has ever succeeded.
A battlefield like the one he was in was full of high-intensity battles, which required both strength and scheming.
Who would be too bored to stand up for you? It is difficult for father and son to do it, because no one is not afraid of death...
"There really are such people. I thought they were extinct."
"It's so rare."
There was also a little emotion in his expression, maybe he had a memory like this, and the murderous intent in his eyes was less.
Perhaps because of pity for Zhou Yi, the black-haired armored man did not attack Zhou Yi immediately, but quietly "appreciated" the behavior of the person in front of him. He once had such a team, but later everyone
He died until he was the only one left in the team.
He looked into the distance and saw that the female monk had long since disappeared.
When he saw this scene, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly. He thought that these team members really valued love and justice. Now it seems that it is nothing more than that. This captain may be a good captain, but this team member...
All he can say is that the person rushing toward him is a good person, that's all.
"Death!" Zhou Yi's loud shout interrupted the thoughts of the man in black armor and brought him back to reality from the memories and emotions of the past. He was still on the battlefield, facing a little minion.
The voice diluted the armored man's thoughts, and the original expression on his handsome face disappeared again, replaced by the previous heart-stopping look.
Looking at Zhou Yi who was very close at hand, he raised his arm without hesitation, with his fingertips slightly open and in the shape of an aquiline. A terrifying internal energy was flowing through his body.
His fingertips pointed at Zhou Yi, as if he was about to dig out his heart at the next moment.
Even so, Zhou Yi, who had witnessed many team members dying in front of him, still had no intention in his eyes.
"Since you want to fulfill your companions so much, then I will fulfill you too. Remember, if there is another life, don't be so greedy..."
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
Just such a fluttering four words and a sword covered in black flames that came from nowhere, just blocked the deliberate blow of the knight Xiao Cheng.
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After crushing the only escape talisman in his hand, Meng Xinyuan stood in a deserted place again.
But the emotion on his face has completely disappeared, showing indifference.
Was she moved? Of course she was moved at that moment, but so what? Of course she admitted that at that moment, an indescribable emotion arose in her heart and quickly filled her body at an extremely fast speed.
, for a moment, I wanted to go up and block Zhou Yi.
Being moved is just a momentary thing.
What followed was the severe cold that once again sealed the heart.
But she didn't turn around and leave, didn't call for the ranger, and didn't find a corner to heal her wounds. She just stood there and looked up at the sky, then turned around and returned to the battlefield between Zhou Yi and the armored man.
The escape talisman that made Zhou Yi's warriors marvel at the state of entering the house, but at Meng Xinyuan's speed, he arrived at the previous place in less than ten breaths.
She originally wanted to tell Zhou Yi everything after everything was done, but she didn't expect Zhou Yi to stop asking. If she had asked, she might be soft-hearted and be able to save him.
Looking at the scrapped escape talisman in her hand, she seemed to have thought of something interesting, and a smile appeared on her lips. Of course she knew this escape talisman. She had sold it to Bai Pang from the market.
It is hers, and as soon as she thinks about it, the talisman will return to her.
That was the first time she met Bai Pang and Hei Yi. When she was resting that night, she heard these two people plotting against her, wanting to covet her body and Zhou Yi's money.
Not only did he have to take Zhou Yi's face into consideration, but he also pretended not to know, so he devised a plan and took out this good talisman and sold it to Bai Pang at a low price, letting him use it as a talisman...
"But the stuff from this Zhenwu Dao Palace is really powerful."
She also obtained this talisman unintentionally from a cave. At that time, there was only a dry corpse in the cave, wearing the robe of the Zhenwu Taoist Temple, but he died miserably in it. There was only a small box with a seal attached to it.
Open the seal, and inside are the talismans used to escape.
In front of him, the man in armor was in a daze, and it was Zhou Yi who rushed towards the man in armor without hesitation. Meng Xinyuan hid all his aura, and even though she was as strong as the man in armor, with his consciousness stretched to the extreme, he did not notice her.
This Zhou Yi has been protecting her for more than a day or two, but if he goes out to rescue Zhou Yi now, all the previous efforts will be in vain.
Even if Zhou Yi's life hangs on a thread, she remains unmoved hiding in the dark.
As if she was waiting for something, the slender fingers of her hands were tapping on the back of her hands, and she said a number in her mouth every time she tapped...
After waiting for a long time, she still didn't get what she wanted. When she was about to take action, a sword attack came from a distance, blocking the attack of the black-haired armored man.
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
A figure fell in front of the armored man, looked at him quietly, then slapped Zhou Yi away with his palm, and protected him behind him after Zhou Yi calmed down.
Seeing all this, Meng Xinyuan also showed a strange look in his eyes. His expression showed that he was extremely happy. He raised a playful look at the corners of his mouth and looked at the people present, but then he fixed his eyes on Zhou Yi and the man in armor who were standing there.
The middle man.
He was holding a sword with black flames in his hand, and with the armored man's astonished look on his face, he pointed the sword tip at the armored man's face, looking extremely cold.
"Yi Xifeng..."
Meng Xinyuan once again hid the figure that was about to be exposed for a while, and stared at these people closely in the dark.