Seeing more than 20 Wulong thieves dragging their bodies back into the woods, Yang Renjie, who was standing at the entrance of the village, threw the purple thunder sword to the ground, then squatted down and gasped heavily.

But even though he squatted down, he still did not relax at all. His eyes were staring at the dense figures deep in the forest. Even if he couldn't see clearly, he could guess that there were at least fifty people in the woods.

Yang Renjie, who is over 1.8 meters tall, has a strong figure, with swallow chin and leopard eyes, and his skin is completely dark. Although he still looks unkempt, his body is covered with blood, but he has a bit more evil and majesty than when he was a student in the past.

"Let's run away while they retreat!"

"That's it! Stay here and wait for death!"

Hearing the discussion in the village behind, Yang Renjie shook his head and whispered: "How to run?"

This time he was recruited to Wulong to encircle and suppress the bandits. He was carrying his unique skills and thought it was a simple matter, but he did not expect that because of the impulse of the generals from Chongqing, he led the army into the deep mountains. As a result, he was ambushed, and rain of arrows and countless rolling stones fell, defeating the miscellaneous army that had been pieced together.

In the chaos, he and Wu Xue finally escaped from the battlefield, but encountered a group of fleeing villagers. As a result, the heroic spirit was flooded and they escorted the villagers to the bottom of the mountain with three soldiers.

There was such a group of young and old who were the only ones who were old and young, so they could not escape the pursuit of Wulong thieves. They were finally forced to escape to this abandoned village, and barely blocked the bandits due to the narrow terrain.

But Yang Renjie knew very well that although he and Wu Xue practiced top skills, tigers could not hold up the wolves, not to mention that they were not as fierce tigers, and they were extremely awesome as tigers. The group of wolves with sharp claws outside had sharp wolves after a few tests before, most of them had figured out the reality of the village. When they attacked again the next time, the bandits would definitely come out in full swing.

The group of people just said they wanted to escape, but the entire village had been surrounded by these bandits. Once they lost the geographical advantages of the village, the group of young and old would be completely lambs to be slaughtered. Then why did they escort them before? Isn’t it a waste of time?

After thinking about it for a long time with a frown, Yang Renjie looked at the girl in red short-sleeved beside him and smiled bitterly: "Wu Xue, it seems that we can't escape this time!"

"Ahhh! Don't add 'e', ​​okay? If you can't run away, you can't run away by yourself. Don't take me with you!"

The girl was only ten years old, wearing a red dress, delicate facial features, big eyes, high nose, and snow-white silver teeth added a bit of beauty.

However, corresponding to her delicate facial features is her strong baby fat smell, fleshy face, fleshy little hands, fleshy calves, and the three major silk-silks of the Literature and Art Department, Yao Ruoyu once commented: "A white radish."

Hearing Wu Xue's answer, Yang Renjie's face became even more sad and sighed: "Do you want to dislike me so much?"

With his hands on his hips, Wu Xue laughed and said, "Regular meeting, dinner, and black doodou, aren't these three major traditions of our Literature and Art Department?"

"Damn it! Nimbus is!"

Yang Renjie's face turned black... Cough cough, although it was very dark, at least now he still tried to make a "black face" expression: "I think the regular meeting and dinner are great! I'm not an old demon yet, I have to make this third tradition!"

Seeing Wu Xue's smug smile, Yang Renjie covered his forehead and muttered: "You actually complained about it, it's so embarrassing!"

Yang Renjie muttered softly, but unexpectedly Wu Xue could hear it clearly and immediately glared at him angrily. The former quickly turned his head to avoid completely angering the cute girl.

At this time, three soldiers wearing armor and holding sharp swords suddenly came out of the crowd behind the village. The three were named A Jia, A Yi and A Ding. The villagers named them, but they were not so particular. Because the three of them were all officers and soldiers, the three were called officers and soldiers A, officers and soldiers B and soldiers Ding.

The three of them came to Yang Renjie and Wu Xue, and the officers and soldiers clasped their fists and said, "Young hero, now we can't leave or fight, what should we do?"

When he asked sincerely, Yang Renjie only heard the word "Young Hero" at the beginning and immediately smiled.

Seeing him smiling, officer and soldier Yi also spoke, "Yes, this warrior, this place is the territory of Wulong thieves after all, so it's better for us to leave quickly. If you stay for a long time, it's more dangerous."

(Warriors? Ouch! This time it's a Warrior!)

Yang Renjie's eyes lit up and he looked at the officer and Bing Yi with great relief, thinking that he had finally not embarrassed the old Yang family and had received such praise at a young age.

Seeing that Yang Renjie didn't answer, he was alone, making expressions inexplicably. In the end, the officer and soldier couldn't help but frown slightly, thinking about the other two clearly asking serious questions. Why was this young man having fun there alone?

Noting that the officer and soldier also looked over, Yang Renjie immediately opened his eyes wide and looked at the other party expectantly.

(Praise me! Praise me! Praise me quickly!)

Facing Yang Renjie's expectant gaze, the officer and soldier Ding silently turned his head and looked at Wu Xue who was bowing his head and pondering. He thought that this girl should be more reliable than that young man, so it would be better to ask her what she thought.

When the officers and soldiers looked over, Wu Xue had already felt it. After all, no matter how dull some girls were or how cute and cute the IQ was, they still had the instinct of being a woman, especially when they were watched by men, and the feeling was even more keen.

Noticing that the officer and soldier looked at him with deep eyes, Wu Xue couldn't help but jump in her chest.

(He looks at the claws of labor and capital? Do you want to give me a watch? Really, what are you doing? You can be as tender as you like, and you also want to have a few matches, and give me some gifts before confessing!)

Well, as a Chongqing girl, Wu Xue's thoughts are naturally in Chongqing dialect. Such a series of words translated into: "What do he think I'm doing? Do you want to confess to me? Really, what can you do? How can you be so casual? You have to make an appointment a few times and give me some gifts before confessing!"

Shaking his little head, Wu Xue was shy for a while, then pretended to be reserved and straightened her breasts, muttering: "Of course! Even if you confess your love to me, I...ga?"

Suddenly, Wu Xue moved staggeringly like a thunder strike, and then carefully and secretly glanced at the officers and soldiers, slowly retracting their gaze. However, at this moment, her eyes gradually became sad.

(Well, he is probably in his thirties? It’s too much to be a boyfriend at this age... and he is not handsome, even a little ugly... Besides, he is just a soldier at this age, which means that his family has no money, he is ugly and poor, wuwu... how could he agree!)

Wu Xue, who habitually entered the fantasy, even threw away her hometown dialect. She slowly saddened in Mandarin for a while, and finally rubbed her chest with one hand, half-kneeled on the ground like a frustrated body, murmured: "Woooo, how can I be a Jiang Zi? The first time after traveling through time... of course it won't be the last time I was confessed! I just used it..."

Seeing Wu Xue suddenly kneeling on the ground for some reason, the officers and soldiers suddenly said curiously: "What are she doing?"

"Probably..." Officer and soldier Yi scratched his chin and hesitated, "Are you sad?"

The officer and soldier looked at Wu Xue, who was kneeling in a frustrated body, and Yang Renjie was also having fun there, then silently withdrew his gaze and sighed to the sky at the forty-five degrees.

(Although these two guys are both very powerful, their brains are obviously unreliable. I'd better find a way myself...)

Yang Renjie and Wu Xue naturally didn't know the secret muttering of the officer and soldier. If they knew, they might jump up in anger on the spot and rushed towards the officer and soldier B viciously, asking him what qualifications he has to despise his IQ? Ask him if he knows the Party Constitution, does he know Marxism, does he know Qingyi 6xun... Uh, this detail will be ignored for the time being.

Just when the atmosphere was strange here, there were suddenly sounds of footsteps in the forest outside the village. More than 30 Wulong thieves rushed out with machetes and came to a position twenty steps away from the entrance of the village and stopped, staring at Yang Renjie and the others with a vicious expression.

The officer and soldier suddenly became solemn, and he gritted his teeth and said, "There are a lot more this time!"

After pulling the corners of his mouth, Yang Renjie wanted to complain, this is more than a lot, it is several times more. Niang Xi is so slutty. Is this group of thieves doing nothing? Why are they just staring at them? Among them, Wu Xue is the only girl who doesn't look good. Is it necessary to chase them like a mad dog?

The faces of the officers and soldiers were almost desperate at this moment. As soldiers in Wulong City, he knew very well that these Wulong thieves who had suffered for more than ten years had all practiced martial arts. Although almost 90% of them were only one level, they were only five of them with combat power, and the rest were all young and old. Once they started fighting, the result could be self-evident.

"Run quickly!" The officer and soldier B turned around with no face and waved his hands repeatedly, roaring, "You guys run quickly!"

He said that he had seen more than thirty thieves swarming out, and the young and old in the village had already fled to the back of the village in panic. From time to time, some people fell down and tripped the people behind them. In this way, the crowd cried and shouted, and was in a mess.

Seeing everyone in chaos, Wu Xue couldn't help but shout, "Don't be anxious! Get slower and run away."

The officer and soldier turned dark. He wanted to ask Wu Xue, wouldn’t it really conflict with “get slower” and “run quickly”?

Tickling his cheek, Yang Renjie glanced at the Wulong Thief who was beginning to approach slowly, raised his toes, grabbed the purple thunder knife that had been thrown on the ground, and grinned: "You take them away."

Seeing Yang Renjie, who looked completely different from before, the officers and soldiers were slightly blocked, and the officers and soldiers were surprised and said, "Young hero, are you... are you crazy? These people are almost the same level, with more than 30 people, you can't stop them!"

"I never said I could block it!"

Touching his beard on his face, Yang Renjie regretted that he had not shaved his beard before coming to Fairy Mountain for the first time. He was so sloppy that he looked like he was so sloppy. He saw the officer and soldier Yi seem to stop him and chuckled: "I have been thinking about what kind of soul-stirring things I have done after living so big. Tsk tsk, I guess this is what I want to do now."

"What do you want to do?" The officers and soldiers were almost madly angry. Challenging more than 30 Wulong thieves by one was simply a behavior of seeking death!

However, at this time, the officer and soldier suddenly pressed his shoulder, then looked at the back of the young man with complicated eyes, and murmured: "Although you are very unreliable, but... this is a hero!"

"Hero? I like these two words, haha!"

Accompanied by Zhang Yang's laughter, Yang Renjie lifted the Purple Thunder Sword without hesitation or accumulation of momentum. The moment the true energy of the second level of the fifth level rushed out of the Dantian, he had already stepped out.

In the past, the King of Chu faced Wujiang with his back, and was immediately stubborn, without fear of Liu Bang's 100,000 elite soldiers!

Today, Yang Renjie is alone in order to protect the young and old behind him, and fight against the Wulong bandits alone!

There was no words and no momentum. When the purple thunder sword was swept down, a purple lightning flashed in the sky, slashing out with the man's passion!
Chapter completed!