"Ah The blue flame soldier screamed and woke up. His shoulder was bleeding. He glared at the soldiers in front of him in the southern Xinjiang and fiercely denounced: "you can kill me if you have the ability. Don't torture people with these despicable means..."

"Oh, I'm still a tough guy. If you want to die, I'll help you!" The soldier in southern Xinjiang spoke with pride and took out a bag of powder foam and sprinkled it on the soldiers. In an instant, wisps of smoke rose from his body. His clothes, flesh and bones began to melt at a speed that people could see

"Ah The blue flame soldier's shrill scream pierced the clouds, resounding through the sky.

He struggled violently. His eyes were red and his forehead was blue. He still couldn't resist the strong effect of the powder foam. His legs, arms, trunk and head were all slowly turned into a pool of blood, dropping on the ground drop by drop, emitting a pungent smell

Murong Xue frowned tightly. What is that? Huashi powder? Body powder? That man is just an ordinary soldier. How could he have such a powerful thing?

"It's a good way to torture people Another soldier in southern Xinjiang stood up with flashing eyes, holding a bamboo tube, and quickly ran to the green flame soldier on the wooden column.

"There's only that tube of poison left. You can save some." The soldiers in southern Xinjiang, who had just tortured the dead, raised their voices.

"Yes!" The soldiers in southern Xinjiang nodded, ran to a green flame soldier, pulled out the bamboo tube, and a light pink smoke floated out of the bamboo tube, and threw the green flame soldier on his face.

"Ah The blue flame soldiers screamed bitterly and writhed violently, but they still couldn't resist the strong effect. The young body turned into an old corpse at the speed that people could see

Murong snow cold beautiful eyes fierce squint up: light pink smoke, unexpectedly so poisonous, the light pink floating in the air, can it also be this kind of poison? If so, this forest is really a death trap forest

"All your companions have died of poisoning. Next, it's your turn. Hey, hey With a strange smile, the people of Southern Xinjiang walked slowly to the last green flame soldier. The bamboo tube in his hand was aimed at his face

The green flame soldier slowly opened his eyes, looked at the soldiers in southern Xinjiang coldly and said, "you are less proud. One day, you will die more miserable than us..."

With strong resentment and firmness, Murong Xue's eyes are awe inspiring. This is Murong Ye's voice. The only green flame soldier left is Murong Ye!

"Oh, my breath is not small. If you look forward to my uncle's death, I will reward you and make your death more miserable..." Southern Xinjiang people said maliciously, holding the bamboo tube in his hand, he was about to open

Murong snow snow eyes squint, feet light point, slim body suddenly jumped to the southern Xinjiang people, grabbing the bamboo tube forced, the bamboo tube before and after the rotation, pale pink smoke straight to the southern Xinjiang people spray past......

"Ah, ah..." The people of Southern Xinjiang fell to the ground and screamed bitterly. Their tall bodies tightly huddled together and rolled back and forth on the ground, turning into a corpse at the speed that people can see

"Old four!" In front of the fire, the soldiers in southern Xinjiang were shocked. They pulled out their swords and stabbed Murong Xue

Murong Xue snorted, holding a soft sword, and rushed to meet the soldiers in southern Xinjiang. He only heard the sound of "brush brush brush" and spatter of scarlet blood

The soldiers in southern Xinjiang suddenly stopped their movements and stood still for a moment in the posture of stabbing. They fell to the ground with a thump. Their eyes were wide open, and there was a strong shock and disbelief at the bottom of their eyes

Murong Xue turns a blind eye and walks slowly towards Murong Ye.

Murong Ye's hands are tightly tied to the post. His beautiful face is covered with black brown mud. He can't see his appearance. He looks at the dead body on the ground, and then looks at Murong Xue. His eyes are full of shock: "sister!"

"Well!" Murong snow not salty should a, walked forward, waved a sword to cut off the rope on the wooden post.

Murong Ye fell to the ground, kneaded his numb arms and wrists. He looked up at Murong Xue. His eyes were full of praise: "sister, how did you get here?"

However, he was trapped in the outside of the trap forest. He was trapped in the mud. He was choked and fainted. He just woke up

"It's a long story. I'll tell you when I have time. It's dangerous here. Let's go." Murong Xue said softly and helped Murong ye up. The black brown mud from Murong Ye's clothes dyed her sleeves, she didn't care.

"Good!" Murong Ye nods and wipes the mud on his face. He is about to leave. Suddenly, countless soldiers from southern Xinjiang, armed with bows and arrows, surround the two men. The point of the arrow points at their vital points.

A young man in silver armor came slowly and looked at Murong Xue in surprise: "I can't believe that a weak woman can break through many mechanisms and come here safe and sound. It's not easy..."

"Who are you?" Murong Xue looks at the man coldly.

"To send you to the West." The man smiles strangely, and suddenly makes a gesture. In a flash, countless black feather arrows are directed at Murong Xue, and Murong Ye shoots at him.Murong Xue's eyes were awe inspiring, and he quickly swung his sword and hit the falling feather arrow.

Murong ye also picked up a long sword and quickly swung it. The sharp arrows like raindrops did not hurt them at all

At the bottom of his eyes, the young man was more surprised and praised: "they are really two fierce people. Unfortunately, they are destined to die here Continue to shoot them until they are killed... "

"Yes The soldiers took orders, and the arrows shot more intensively.

It's not that easy to shoot them!

Murong Xue's eyes were fixed and his feet were a little bit. In a blink of an eye, he came to the soldiers. With a wave of his sword, he killed three or four soldiers in southern Xinjiang. The dense plume arrows were sparse in a moment

As soon as Murong Ye's eyes brightened, he jumped up to the soldiers in southern Xinjiang and killed them. The field with clear longitude and latitude was in a mess. He could not see who was who. The soldiers in southern Xinjiang could not shoot arrows any more

The young man's face was black, and ink was about to drip out: these two people are really hateful

He grabbed the bow and arrow in the soldier's hand and was about to wind the bow. Yu Guang saw a slender black figure flying over and falling to the ground.

His eyes sank, he took back his bow and arrow, stepped forward quickly, and said respectfully, "Your Highness, you are back..."

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