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Chapter 505

Whoosh... rustling, rustling...

In a small dense forest, a blurred figure suddenly broke in without any pause, and walked quickly on the dead branches and leaves. However, after about three minutes of running, his footsteps suddenly staggered and directly crashed into a bush.

Although the incident happened suddenly, it can be seen that this man is very skilled. He subconsciously made several avoidance actions in the air and successfully avoided most of the needles on the bushes.

And just then, before the man got up, a fire suddenly shone brightly not far away, and the sound of chaotic footsteps also came.

Step on the leap… “Hey, where is the person?”

"I saw it just now..."

"She was injured and didn't run far. She must be here nearby...you go there, you take people there, and the rest of the people come with me..."

...

The chaotic footsteps gradually drifted away, and more than a hundred burly figures disappeared quickly, and the area also dimmed, and the night was shrouded again. Suddenly,

"Hosh...hush..."

The sound of gasping suddenly came out, which was urgent and rapid, like a seriously injured wild wolf. From this sound, you can tell that this person is not in good condition, but even so, after gasping for more than ten times, the sound was forcibly suppressed.

Then, the grass stems flipped, and the figure stood up from the bushes, looked around, and his chest was undulating. He seemed not to notice the danger, so he raised his foot and stepped over the bush, then staggered a few steps, slowly sat down against the ancient tree, and the spear in his hand was unable to put it down.

"Hu...Hu..." The slight panting sounded again, and he raised his head and slowly adjusted his breathing.

The moonlight is as cool as water, and it is not as good as the boundless night. But wearing dense branches, it can always throw some moonlight spots, reflecting the man's face, and his temples are scattered, sweat and blood are faintly visible. Although the image is quite embarrassing, it is hard to hide his unique and firm temperament. It is undoubtedly Xia Wei'an.

After leaning a little, Xia Wei'an raised the back of her hand, slowly wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, looked down at the more than ten injuries of all sizes under the broken Shen's armor, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned... How long has it been since I was so embarrassed?

It seems like a long time ago, the last time I was so embarrassed was probably five or six years ago. That time, I seemed to meet a dozen cult masters in a narrow road. Finally, after killing a few people, I was seriously injured and broke through. Then I turned around to kill the other party until my companions came late... I can't remember it. However, when I was a child, I was often injured in the Knight Training Hall, and in the end all the healing priests knew themselves, haha...

Thinking of interesting things when he was young, Xia Wei'an couldn't help but raise her lips and smiled faintly.

At that time, I had outstanding talents and had a nearly natural sense of fit for the Holy Targeting Mang. Therefore, I was hailed as a martial arts genius who has never been seen in the Temple of Light in a century. Thinking about it, with such honors, no wonder the friends in the training hall at the same time were unwilling to join them. Whenever they fought, they would join forces to fight against themselves. Although they could win every time, they were also injured...

But at that time, my surname was extremely stubborn. Seeing that no one was willing to date, I was even more reluctant to take the initiative to contact others. The last person kept practicing marksmanship in remote places. Occasionally, some people would praise him, but when they heard it, they were not happy with him...

...

"Huh..." Take a deep breath and then slowly exhaled. Xia Weian shook her head, dispelling the increasingly divergent thinking in her mind, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Haha, it seems that she is really dead this time. She always thinks about whether there is anything or not..."

After concentrating his mind, Xia Wei'an's eyes became firm again and began to consider the current situation.

First of all, the sacred fighting spirit is almost exhausted, and we cannot even fire guns. We basically don’t have to consider the possible surname of breaking through and surviving. The number of barbarians is too large and we can’t kill them at all. If we continue like this, we can only last for another hour. We should not see Ming Chenxu said. No, the situation now seems to have changed a little, and half an hour is enough...

Thinking of this, Xia Wei'an couldn't help but shake her head slightly.

About two hours ago, the chaotic barbarian pursuit team suddenly became very organized. Before he knew it, Xia Wei'an realized that his escape space was constantly being compressed, and he would see the barbarians wherever he escaped.

For example, if she had been temporarily removed from the previous situation, Xia Wei'an could have at least ten minutes of rest, but now, in less than five minutes, a team of barbarians will come to search, forcing her to break through again... This entangled situation has made Xia Wei'an feel that there seems to be a pair of invisible big hands around her, and she is still driving her towards a dead end and cannot resist!

With the warm spear tightened in his hand, Xia Wei'an understood in his heart that there was obviously a commander in the barbarian team, but he was not good at hiding... Hum? Hiding? I don't know if that guy died...

Obviously, Xia Wei'an thought of Tang En. After breaking out of the siege of barbarians in the afternoon, Xia Wei'an couldn't take care of herself and naturally could not chase Tang En again, so at this time, she had never even seen Tang En again.

"It shouldn't be dead... He is proficient in hiding, and his speed is extremely fast. In addition, he is cunning and deceitful surname... Well, I haven't died yet, so he will naturally not die." Inferring this, Xia Wei'an couldn't help but feel a little depressed. He chased and killed him all the way, and took more than half a month and went thousands of miles, but he still couldn't kill him with his own hands. In the end, he might even die earlier than the other party. It's so embarrassing!

He sighed and shook his head, "Forget it, according to the current situation, even if he immediately rises to the empty level, he will never be able to escape. He will die here after all... That's all!"

After a mixed thought passed by, Xia Wei'an had been resting for about five minutes. Knowing that the pursuers could arrive at any time, she grabbed the spear and held the tree trunk and slowly got up.

Instead of choosing to stay away from this place immediately, he reached out and stroked the light spear and murmured to himself: "I have been with me for more than ten years, never leave me, and I will send me my last journey today."

This is naturally not about committing suicide immediately. Xia Wei'an's surname is stoic. If she has a breath, she will not have any negative emotions such as compromise or giving up. However, the woman is in the battlefield and has many natural disadvantages, not to mention that she is the flower of the Knights of the Temple of Light. In order not to suffer possible humiliation, she committed suicide with her own weapons at the end of the moment.

After a few steps, I reached the largest moonlight spot beside me, lowered my head and closed my eyes, reached out to touch my forehead, shoulders, etc. several times, and finally crossed my fingers and put them in front of my chest. This is the unique prayer gesture of the Temple of Light. With thousands of smooth movements, it has a unique beauty.

The moonlight is green and clean, dull but not dark. The dense forest is quiet and soundless, but quiet but not dead. The prayer-like Xia Wei'an is in it, with an extremely pious expression, and there is an indescribable harmony and holiness!

At this moment, suddenly, my ears moved, my eyes opened and my head turned, and the sound of messy footsteps was gradually coming from outside the dense forest. It came... Taking a deep breath, Xia Wei'an grabbed the spear and ran out to the left. However, before he could take a few steps, his body suddenly stopped.

A few dozen meters ahead, a blood-colored figure also ran by like lightning. Just as Xia Wei'an stopped, the man stopped, turned his head and looked at each other.

"Uh... Tang! Yes!" He paused word by word, Xia Wei'an really didn't expect that he would meet the other party at this time. After a little stunned, his murderous intent immediately exploded!

On the other side, Tang En seemed to have just met Xia Wei'an, and looked up and down with a weird look. The corners of his mouth suddenly raised, revealing an evil smile: "Haha, good evening, beautiful girl."

"Huh?" A familiar tone, familiar... uh, the title should be Tang En undoubtedly. But Xia Wei'an looked at Tang En now and felt a little strange, and couldn't say anything weird, but she felt that the other party seemed...it seemed a little more evil.

The scene was suddenly stalemate. Tang En did not make any moves, and continued to look up and down at Xia Wei'an, making sounds from time to time.

This is undoubtedly a bit frivolous. If it were normal, Xia Wei'an would have shot her with a shot. But she did not immediately respond because just now she suddenly realized a problem. Her fighting light was almost exhausted and her combat power was greatly reduced. But the guy in front of her looked relaxed and obviously at ease. How should she fight?

Of course, Xia Wei'an is Xia Wei'an after all. She can have such a chance before she dies, even if the success rate is only one in a thousand, she will never give up. She is stunned for a moment and will immediately attack. But at this time,

Wow...

Amid the messy footsteps, hundreds of barbarian figures appeared in the middle of the two. Seeing Xia Wei'an, she was still in front of her and before she could shout excitedly, she suddenly found Tang En on the other side. Looking at the signature bloody clothes, the barbarians couldn't help but take a breath and stood there on the spot...

……………(To be continued.)
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