Chapter 45: The Year of Poetry and Wine(2/2)
But I was shocked and hurriedly retreated, but I stepped forward with a quick step. The dagger was swayed and daggered and dazzled. I didn't kill him, but I saved my life. I quickly moved and turned around and rushed to Wang Shiyu like lightning!
"Ah?! You..."
She looked at me with Shura's identity and was so scared that she was no longer looking at me. At this moment, the id on my head was "???", and she couldn't see anything: "You?! What are you going to do..."
"Stop talking nonsense, go to death, bitch!"
The two daggers crossed, and with a "puff" sound, she slashed her body and rushed towards Weiwo's sharp shot, not giving him a chance to escape. The two daggers attacked again and directly snarled, and shouted in a low voice: "A Fei, resurrect!"
"Swish!"
A rain of light poured down, Ah Fei was resurrected on the spot, and raised his hand and a fireball technique bombarded the archer's body!
"Cool!"
He smiled coldly: "It feels so good to take revenge!"
"Pick up things and go back to the city scroll." I said, "Don't save it."
"knew."
As a result, a fine leash of silk and wine appeared in the age of the old man, and the rest of the people did not. It was not bad. After A Fei returned to the city, I also entered a stealth state again, came to the front of the city, switched to the human identity, and continued the swaggering process, with a harmless smile on my face, so that the players who formed a team on the Dongmen Bridge couldn't help but spit when they saw me-
"Bah, a white-handed guy doesn't know how to be poor or happy!"
Chapter completed!