My fuck is the last sentence Wu Zhongyuan said in modern times, or it may be the first sentence he said in ancient times. Before he finished speaking, the surrounding scenery had changed, with white snow, bright and dazzling. He shouted loudly, noisy and harsh. The cold wind was rustling, and the cold was icy.

In the blink of an eye, he adapted to the bright light. He found that he was currently in the center of a village, a village from ancient times covering an area of ​​about a hundred acres. The outer periphery was a circle of walls made of earth and stone, and inside were many houses made of soil and thatch. In addition, there were some fences for raising livestock.

Unfortunately, war broke out in the village at this time, and he happened to appear in the central area of ​​the battlefield, surrounded by soldiers fighting and old, weak, women and children running around, shouting, horses neighing, and swords and shadows.

Due to the fierce war, his appearance did not attract much attention. Even if he was not in a hurry, no one paid too much attention. They were all very busy, either busy fighting or shouting and running away.

When he first encountered a huge change, Wu Zhongyuan was completely confused, but soon he realized that his current location was not suitable for being confused, and it was not suitable for observation and judgment at this time. The most urgent task was to find a safe place to hide and return to his senses as soon as possible.

It was fine if he didn't move. When he moved, a soldier noticed him, he was stunned for a moment in confusion and shock, and then slashed his sword.

Wu Zhongyuan hurriedly avoided the situation and did not fight with the other party. He used light skills to run to the right. He was just a little by little and it was snowing in the sky. He couldn't tell the north and south at all. He ran to the right because there were few people there.

Seeing that he ran away, the soldier didn't come to chase him. There were opponents around him. This bare-butt guy was obviously not the primary target of the attack.

Less than half a minute later, Wu Zhongyuan was frozen and had goosebumps. After throwing away his opponent, he hurried into a residential house. At this time, the residential house was not a large tiled house, but a shack, which looked like a yurt, except that the walls were made of mud and the roof was covered with thatch.

When I pushed the door open and found that the people inside had run away long ago, there were not even a decent living utensils in the house, let alone clothes left behind.

I looked around and confirmed that there was no clothes covering my body. I could only grab a pottery bowl and cover my vital points, go out and turn left, and run to another house.

At this moment, a white horse was speeding past him. The horse was wearing black clothes. Seeing him running out of the hut naked, he looked back in confusion.

While this person was looking at Wu Zhongyuan, Wu Zhongyuan was also looking at her. The other party was a young woman, and the look of confusion in his eyes was full of disgust.

Wu Zhongyuan was eager to find clothes to cover his shame, and hurriedly ran into another thatched hut. After rushing in, the scene in the hut made him frown. A tall soldier of five or three thick was trying to molest a ragged woman. He couldn't figure out whether the woman was originally ragged or her clothes were torn to pieces by the soldier. In short, she was uncovered.

The woman was a strong man and did not surrender. She screamed loudly while scratching and kicking. The soldier couldn't succeed. She waved her fists and hit the woman's head and face in anger. After a few strokes, the woman's mouth was bloody and she was already unable to struggle.

Since he broke into the crime scene, he naturally could not just withdraw. Wu Zhongyuan looked around and looked for a handy guy. He couldn't find a handy guy. Instead, he had a door stick, but it was too thick and it was inconvenient to hold it.

If you can't hold it in one hand, then hold it with both hands and run over and stick it to the soldier's head. It is said that people are strong and powerful. People are tall and not only have strong strength, but also have strong ability to resist strikes. Wu Zhongyuan's stick was unable to knock him out.

The soldier was in pain and turned around angrily. He turned his head and got hit on his forehead again. This time he was dizzy.

The temperature was at least minus ten degrees Celsius at this time. Wu Zhongyuan was already trembling with cold. After knocking the soldier out of touch, he hurriedly threw away the stick and peeled his clothes.

This guy has taken off half of it before, so it would be very easy for Wu Zhongyuan to take it off again. After a moment, he took off all his legs. In fact, it was not considered completely. He also left a pair of underwear for the other party. This was not out of kindness, but the other party's underwear was too dirty, and the front was very dirty, let alone inside.

He hurriedly put it on and found that it was not suitable. The other party had a long tiger-back and bear-bear waist, and his clothes were wide and large. After he put it on, he could not see his hands on the upper part and his feet on the lower part, just like the big robe worn by the actor.

At this time, the woman had come back to her senses, still in amazement, and was curled up in the corner and looked at him in a timid manner.

"Why are you still standing there? Run away." Wu Zhongyuan put on a soldier's hat. The hat was woven from rattan and was covered with a layer of animal fur. It has the dual functions of protection and warmth. Unfortunately, it was too big and shaking randomly after wearing it.

Seeing that the woman did not respond, Wu Zhongyuan remembered that what he had just spoken was a modern language, so he changed to an ancient language and said it again. This time the other party understood it, and hurriedly got up, ran out of the house with his hands and feet.

"I don't say thank you." Wu Zhongyuan rolled up his trousers and sleeves.

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the door. Wu Zhongyuan looked over and saw that the woman who had just run out had been arrowed and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Wu Zhongyuan hurriedly ran out of the hut and pulled the injured woman's arm into the house. At this moment, a white horse rushed over, and the man on the horse swung his sword in a diagonal manner and rushed towards him.

Wu Zhongyuan was moved and hurriedly lowered his head to dodge. The long sword slashed past, without cutting off his head, only stripping the hat on his head away.

Out of inertia, the horse ran to the other side and failed to stop immediately. Wu Zhongyuan took the opportunity to drag the woman into the hut and waited to knock him down, but found that the man was shot in the chest and had died.

Just as Wu Zhongyuan was trying to breathe, the woman in black rushed in from outside the house, without saying a word, and then slashed her sword.

"You misunderstood. I want to save her." Wu Zhongyuan explained anxiously.

Although he could speak ancient languages, he was still more familiar with Mandarin. In desperation, he spoke Mandarin again, so how could the other party understand it?

He realized that while dodging, he used ancient language to say it again, but the facts proved that the other party did not believe him at all, and he saw him dragging the woman with his own eyes.

"I didn't bully her, I'm really saving her," Wu Zhongyuan pointed at the soldier who collapsed beside him in a hurry. "He is the bad guy."

The woman in black did not respond and still slashed her attack. This was a real blow, and every sword attacked the vital points.

Wu Zhongyuan’s kung fu is not good, and he is still good at light skills. He circles around the fire pit and the pillars, "Hey, stop hitting, what is your name? I seem to recognize you."

It would be fine if he didn't say this. When he said this, the other party thought he was teasing him in a frivolous manner. He was a little confused, but now he was gone. He just thought he was an enemy soldier, with his long sword flying and he was chasing him relentlessly.

While trying hard to dodge, Wu Zhongyuan tried to recall that this young woman was undoubtedly a warrior of the Bear Tribe, but this person only had light red spirit and belonged to a low-level warrior. Wu Qi had an impression of this person, but he could not remember her name.
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