Chapter 47

Whoosh!

The short arrow shot out, the sharp arrow wiped out wisps of blood flying, rather more and more staggered a few steps back, the figure trembled, knelt down, can't believe looking at the opposite woman, but saw her smile more cruel, another sleeve arrow from the ragged sleeve slide into the palm.

"Who are you?"

He lost his voice and was about to struggle to get up, but he didn't watch out for the holy preacher on his side. He pulled the key iron ring around his neck and pulled it hard.

"Well, do you think it will be so simple?"

The man laughed grimly, and his strength increased. He knew that with his own strength, ningyue could not be strangled directly, but it was possible to restrain him temporarily. Just wait for the woman to shoot her second arrow.

"Miscalculation!"

In his heart, Ning Yue's right hand tightly grasped the key and the iron ring pulled back, but his left arm was still unable to lift up. The sword was lying on the side of his body, but he couldn't get rid of it. He was injured and a little weak. When he was shot again, he was driven by others in such a passive attitude, and he couldn't get rid of it for a while.

What's worse is that the woman in the cage in front of him raised the second bamboo sleeve arrow, sneered and buttoned the cage.

Whoosh!

"No way!"

At the same moment when the arrow shot out, a woman's sweet drink sounded, followed by bursts of hasty steps, followed by a series of women's scolding and tearing.

Whoa!

An arrow hit the eyebrow, not much blood spilled, but this kind of trauma for any creature is undoubtedly fatal, staring in the eyes is still frozen, I can't believe it, the strength of the hand suddenly disappeared, the whole person also collapsed.

At last, the shackles on his neck were lifted. He would rather lie on the ground and gasp for breath with lingering fear. When the arrow passed his ear just now, a faint cold wind swept his forehead, almost a feeling of passing death.

Fortunately, it was the people behind him who died.

In front of them, several ragged women worked together to press the archer to the ground. Just now, the first one among them interfered with the attacker and caused the sleeve arrow to miss.

"Hey, don't stand there, kill her! She's a saint missionary's traitor. She's been among us all the time. That's how she deals with this kind of situation! " One of the women yelled, struggling to hold down the attacker's arm.

Hearing the words, Ning Yue immediately grabbed the long sword that fell to the ground. However, he hesitated when he was about to release it. Looking at the person who was held by many women, he shook his head helplessly. He threw the sword with a backhand and shot it out, but it was the woman's forehead struggling with the end of the hilt forward and the blunt part in the middle.

All of a sudden, the woman was convulsed, turned and fell into a coma.

Seeing this, the rest of the women were also relieved, and Ning Yue yelled again and said, "well, can you open this place?"

"Of course, I'll let you out."

In my heart, there are still some unclear ones. Ning Yue takes down a circle of keys around his neck. However, he doesn't know which one to open the whole iron door in front of him, so he has to try one by one.

Click.

Soon, a clear sound made him happy, and he quickly reached for another push. As soon as the door opened, a group of women in the cage cheered loudly, and many of them even burst into tears.

"Thank you, hero."

It was still the original woman who came to ningyue with a sword. Yingying laughed and handed it out with both hands.

At the moment when one hand wanted to take the sword back, Ning Yue suddenly reflected something. He had a look of suspicion in his eyes. He lifted the sword with five fingers and asked in a deep voice, "do you know they are holy missionaries?"

"Well."

The woman nodded, looked back at the other women who helped each other out of the cage, and slowly said, "I'm different from them. I'm not brought here by dizziness without any precaution, but I volunteered to come here, but I didn't expect that there was a mistake in the middle of the way, I lost contact with my companions, and I was trapped here."

"Which side are you? Does the Empire belong to a bounty hunter, or is it just fighting against injustice? " Ningyue's tone is much better. If the other party is the enemy, there is no need to remind him before.

"Can I ask, which one are you?"

Instead of answering, the woman reached out to Ning Yue and said with a smile, "can you give me half the key? There are still many people waiting to come out here."

"Well. Follow that direction, you can leave. I've cleaned up all the missionaries along the way, and I don't think I'll encounter any more obstacles. And at the end of the way, my friends are waiting there

Ningyue waves his hand and throws out the iron ring with the key. Then the sword moves along with the trend. In an instant, the iron ring breaks and slips. All the keys are caught one by one by his horizontal blade and pushed out.

Seeing the power of such exquisite sword skills, the woman was surprised, but only for a moment. She raised her hand and picked up all the keys, then distributed most of them to the other women one by one, and quickly went to the other cages with them to try to open the lock.

Because it was late at night, and many of the prisoners were still tortured and sleeping. When they were awakened, they could not even react to the moment when they looked at the open cell door. But when they confirmed that they could really leave, cheers suddenly rang out, lingering in the dark underground passage, followed by a series of rapid footsteps.

Trapped for a long time, they can't wait.

Looking at the people who fled in a hurry in the direction they came from, Ning Yue felt that they were all women or children. Many of them were in rags and had blood stains on their clothes. It was obvious that they had a hard time being imprisoned here.

On this alone, the sin of evangelism is unforgivable.

"Why don't you go?"

All of a sudden, he found that the woman before him was still beside him and did not run away with the crowd. At the moment, in addition to the two of them, there is only one body left here, and the woman who was knocked unconscious.

"You didn't go, either?"

The woman smile, looking at the other direction of the passage, look down a lot.

"I think that's where you want to go next?"

"Yes, there is a companion waiting for me in front of you. You should go as soon as possible. No matter where you come from, this situation is the completion of the original idea. What's more, the escaped prisoners need a temporary guide before they are really safe. You are the best choice. "

After that, Ning Yue walked into the cage alone and looked down at the unconscious woman on the ground. He raised his sword. However, his face was colder, but suddenly he couldn't do it, and the blade was shaking slightly.

Even if the person in front of him is a traitor of the holy missionary who lurks among the prisoners, he is no longer able to resist. He is also a woman. He has some pity in his heart. His sword wielding hand seems to be held by invisible force and can't get down any more.

"Well, let her live and die."

After all, he gave up. He turned around with a sigh, only to find that the figure still stayed in front of the cage and did not leave.

"You've been hurt a lot. I'm afraid it's inconvenient for you to go on alone. I know I'm weak, but I'm not useless. Let me follow you. " The woman hesitated to finish her speech slowly. She seemed to be a little shy. She turned her face to lift her long hair from her forehead and said softly, "by the way, my name is dieran."

"There's no need. Go out with the others. Trapped for such a long time, even if you are not trapped by abduction, there must be some people worried about you, so - eh? "

Before he finished speaking, a scream suddenly spread in the distance, which interrupted Ning Yue. Subconsciously, he turned his head to look at the voice. It was the direction of many prisoners. Among them, only women and children had no resistance in case of danger.

"No!"

When he lost his voice, he couldn't take care of the agreement with Ying Tianxu for the time being. He turned around and strode for a while. Pause time, rib suddenly came bursts of pain, overflow of blood more and more, will that piece of split clothes dyed red large.

The sleeve arrow that was attacked just now did not penetrate ningyue's body, but flew by with blood and flesh, leaving a cut scar. Standing all the time or with a small range of activity, I didn't feel it. Suddenly I started to run, and I realized that it was so painful.

But, at the moment, we can't care about it.

"Wait for me!"

Behind him, dieran took up the ragged skirt on the edge for a trot. However, due to the difference of physique, the distance became farther and farther.

After crossing a corner quickly, Ning Yue glanced at two swords standing between a group of women. He had no time to think about them. He suddenly drank: "get out of my way!"

Bang!

The sword is as cold as a rainbow.

Ding! Ding!

In the moment of the battle, the two swords whirled and fell, and ningyue's figure passed between them. However, it was not really successful, only the blade in their hands was defeated, and it did not cause any real damage.

"Where are the maniacs? Can't they die?"

The next moment, a loud and domineering voice sounded. Ning Yue felt vaguely familiar. When he looked up, he saw a leaping figure chopping down with a sword.

Dang!

The horizontal sword is blocked. The chopping sword is powerful and fierce. If it is in the peak state, I would rather not be afraid. However, I have been hurt, and I have consumed more than 70% of my physical strength. I can't resist it for a moment. Under the whistling sword wind, my legs are even softer. With a sound of "bang Dong", I kneel on one knee and hit several pieces of debris.

The pain is not only from the knee, but also from the slight chill of the other side's blade against the side neck.

"Wow

He lowered his head and spewed out a mouthful of dirty blood. Ningyue's vision began to blur gradually. When he reluctantly raised his head, he could not see the face of the person in front of him. Just from such an angle, he had the illusion that he was tall.

Damn, should we stop here? Not reconciled!

All of a sudden, the other side of the hand again, lightning like a palm cut in his side neck, and accurate and ruthless.

Bang!

When the dizziness came, he gradually lost consciousness. He leaned down and fell on the ground. At last, he seemed to hear two voices.

"Wait a minute, don't do it. He's a good man!"

"Well... What do I think, this is the kid of the day?"