Life without the protagonist always lives fast...

Inadvertently, a whole week passed in a flash, and the rainstorm had also stopped early.

During this week, the situation in Bran was still stable - the real meaning of this sentence is that what should be happened is still happening, and there is no movement that should not have happened.

What should happen. For example, after going deep into the hinterland of the north and killing all directions, the gray-clothed army, which initially defeated the army transferred from the south by Bran's army a few days ago, its morale increased greatly and its momentum became even stronger. Now it has the transcendent style of a king's army that will never be defeated in every battle.

The situation has evolved to this situation. Whether you are willing or not, Bran’s high-rise buildings are actually clear. The current gray-clothed army has completed a major transformation like a complete transformation and has officially become an important force that cannot be ignored and can influence the storm of the mainland. If you look at people from an old perspective and have the idea of ​​completely eliminating the other party, it can basically be a delusion!

As the general trend is in progress, there is nothing to do. Unconsciously, Bran Wangting has adjusted and lowered his psychological bottom line. Now they only hope to slightly suppress the limelight of the gray-clothed army and not to lose the entire northern territory...

As for what did not happen, such as the army of millions of barbarians on the border of Chen Bing, it seemed that they had already met the current results. Even if the stable defense line was rebuilt, there was no worries, and there was no intention to drive straight into Bran's already messy northern hinterland.

This is of course a good thing for Bran. Although they don’t understand what the tribe is doing, and although the three most combative main legions in their hands were restrained, Bran was still very satisfied with the result. After all, once the barbarian army goes south, the northern territory will really not be preserved...

Fortunately, this situation has not happened. At least there is no sign of it happening right now. So for Bran, although everything is moving in a bad direction, everything is still as usual!

The only abnormality among them is that a temporary pursuit team, as well as a down-and-out powerful man who is constantly being chased...

In the north, a small town.

It was noon, the warm winter sun was shining, and the light containing the lazy magic was scattered and tilted down.

Nice weather.

The geographical location of this small town is also good, close to the banks of the Renault River. This means that there is still a long distance away from the northern hinterland that was messed up by the gray-clothed army. Therefore, at this time, it seems that it was not affected by much war on a commercial street in Xicheng District.

The shops on both sides opened normally, with pedestrians coming and going, making a lot of noise. A few naughty children were yelling and chasing each other and crossing the lane. The adults who rushed from behind quickly scolded him when they saw this, chasing him into the lane, waved and bowed to apologize to the grooms who came and went... After all, it was a commercial street, and there were many pedestrians. The speed of the vehicle was not much faster, so it was unlikely that any car accident would occur. A few horses neighed and a few complained. The carriage that was closest to the child slowly descended to avoid stopping beside the road in front of a tavern.

The groom holding the reins and poked his head out waved and asked the child standing in front of the horse to return to the sidewalk. The effect was not very good. A child seemed to be frightened and stood there in a daze. Seeing this, the groom couldn't help but mutter and curse, turned to see the adults running hurriedly behind him, shook his head, jumped out of the carriage, and prepared to carry the child back by himself. But before he could take a few steps, he turned his head subconsciously.

Bang - Not far away, the half-closed wooden door of the tavern suddenly exploded, and a figure was thrown out of it like a cannonball, instantly swept several feet from the air, and in the groom's sight, it quickly hit the carriage next to the road behind him.

With a loud bang, the carriage was broken in an instant, and the wood chips flew over. Neighing - the horses who were caught off guard flew out, kicked the four hooves in the air, and hit the noble vehicles passing by... In just a short breath, the scene of a major car accident took shape and the traffic was paralyzed.

With a rustling sound, the screams arose, and the pedestrians around them had no time to get out of the fun. Another burly figure walked out of the tavern and ran straight towards the figure that had been thrown out before. At this moment, the change broke out again,

"kill!"

The roar fell, and among the pedestrians around, more than ten fighting figures suddenly jumped out of every corner from the roof of the shop. The blade light was dazzling, and the arrows roared through the air, and they rushed towards the burly figures running out from behind.

A standard and classic street assassination case!

Unfortunately, the serious asymmetry of the strength of the two sides was destined to be the end of this assassination from the very beginning. Even though the strength of these assassins seems to be not low...

Bang bang bang bang, don’t avoid it, let the sharp arrow shoot accurately on all the key points of the body, and then it seemed to hit the steel, instantly shattering into pieces. The burly figure still did not change its previous intention, and still strides towards the figure lying in the pile of broken wood beside the road.

Swish, the first attack descended from the sky came first, and the sword light slashed straight to the top of his head.

"Get out!" The burly figure kept not even looking at it. He turned his head slightly, grabbed the sword light with his big hand, twisted his body and smashed it out. With a whoosh, the first assassin who arrived, flew back faster than before, and hit the assassin behind him. Bang, the muffled groan mixed with the sound of a broken bone immediately came into his ears. In one encounter, two assassins with great strength lost their combat power.

The assassination did not stop because of this, as if he was already numb to this crushing scene. The assassin who arrived immediately ignored the fate of his companions. He rushed to the fire and rushed towards the burly figure one after another.

"A bunch of ants-get out, get out, get out--"

He swung his fists and advanced straight forward. Against the backdrop of the assassins who kept flying in all directions, his burly figure looked like a wild monster, rushing around under the sword light and sabre shadows, as if he had entered a state of no one.

The gap is too big, there is no suspense at all!

Even this burly figure was not seen any trace of Dou Qi around it. Just by his sturdy body, which was even more steel than steel, it was enough to bounce and shatter most of the attacks. As for the remaining shining Dou Wei, sharp sword, etc., just smash it with one punch and it was all clean.

In just a few breaths, like chopping melons and vegetables, the burly figure broke out safely from the siege. Walked to the side of the road and looked down at the white-haired old man struggling out of the pile of broken woods. Without any nonsense, he punched him.

Boom - the strong wind overflowed, the streets trembled, and the splashed gravel shot from all sides!

The old man with white hair who was thrown out from the beginning was actually the strongest among the group of assassins. Although most of his body was smashed into the street, he closed his arms for the first time, after all, blocking the iron fist of this burly figure like a demon god.

Of course, it was not easy. "Puff... cough cough..." The old man with blood foam on his mouth was full of blood, staring at the burly figure in front of him with a fierce expression. He gasped and spoke intermittently, "You can't escape, Bamutu. Huff... Haha! You will die here, die on Bran's land..."

Slightly curled his lips, and his burly figure, that is, Bamutu was still too lazy to answer, and punched again, bang-

He stood up, and without caring about the assassins moaning behind him, he stepped across the huge hole in front of him. He walked through the street and quickly disappeared into the opposite alley.

At this moment, the stunned pedestrian reacted from the bloody scene in front of him, screaming and running away, and the streets were instantly in chaos.

Immediately, a few minutes later, the team's agile figures gathered from all directions.

He roared in anger, "Damn it! Who asked you to do it? Where is Rodney?"

"Diet, Lord Rodney was smashed into a hole in the street... Master, Lord, it wasn't us who had succeeded first, he had discovered us long ago, and he killed people after dinner..."

"Huh... which direction?"

“Overside lane.”

"Why are you still standing stupidly? Chase me! Hurry up..."

...

At this time, in a secluded alley dozens of miles away.

"Ph...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

"Hahawks that fell to the ground will inevitably be destined to be climbed onto their wings by ants... After many years, they have been injured in the hands of a small earth-level warrior. It's a novel experience..."

Holding the wall, wiping the blood on the tiger's mouth in his palm, and beside the corner of his mouth, Bamutu couldn't help but shake his head and chuckled, sighing with a deep sigh.

It was indeed a very novel experience. I thought that Bamutu was the world, and that he was not a second person except Wu Ding. Even the rare empty-level warrior was just lying in front of him. However, I never thought that one day he was injured by a small earth-level warrior. It was really ironic.

But that's the case now. In Jiang Xin's battle, although after Tang En's help, Bamutu fought against Wu Ding to the point of winning or losing. But just by looking at Wu Ding's hurried explanation, he vomited blood and fainted, and he knew how serious the Bamutu, who was also both in the defeat, was injured.

It is no exaggeration to say that Bamutu is under the world. Because of the unique sacrifice and cultivation method of the Northern Wilderness, he has a terrifying body like a top-level monster. Otherwise, he would have not been drowned in the river water, and he would have died long ago in the hands of the Bran warrior who is constantly chasing him.

Of course, the current situation is not optimistic. Bamutu is like a scarred tiger. Although his posture is still there, his strength has been greatly reduced. If this continues, it will not take long to die under the mouths of the jackal who are constantly chasing.

It’s not that he didn’t have the chance to get rid of these jackals behind him, and the rotten ship still had three kilograms of nails, not to mention Bamutu, the most powerful man in the Northern Wilderness. The key is that he doesn’t want to leave now, or he can’t leave like this…

"It's hard to deal with... where did you die?... But there must be no accident, otherwise I can't explain to the girl when I go back..."

Needless to say, this kid can only be Tang En. Like Woody's point of view, Bamutu knew that Tang En did not die on the spot. But it is really hard to say about the turbulence in space. Even with Bamutu's realm, he is still secretive about the mysterious space. There is no way to know whether Tang En escaped from the turbulence in space, let alone accurately guess the direction of Tang En's coming out.

Northern Wilderness? Bran? Crater? Sea level? Or that farm backyard... Who knows?

But no matter where, Bamutu, who knew what significance Tang En had to Lansha, had to search for it with serious injury. Not to mention the rest, at least you have to do your best, otherwise you will still be the same sentence and cannot explain it...

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...

As it turns out, the strategy of radiating along the banks of the Renault River was doomed to be futile.

This is not to say that Bamutu's move is wrong. As Woodin told Winsling to search in Bran South, Bamutu can only operate in the north now.

The real reason for the futility is that Tang En is not in the south or in the north now, but in the east, far away from the east...

"At dusk, you are like a romantic piano sound coming... presenting me with a classical woman's tenderness... making me crazy and quiet standing on the reef, like a giant born from the sea..."

When Tang En slowly opened his eyes without focus, the first thing he received in his mind was this melody that seemed to be singing and reciting. He squinted his eyes, listened in a daze for a while, and his consciousness gradually became clear. Then, his professional habits and subconscious analysis...

A woman, a young woman, three meters away, no threat... and a very average voice, and the high notes are not up...

The corners of my mouth were slightly pulled, and the next moment, the severe pain came over my body like a tide.

"Ahem..."

"...The broken heart of the waves... scares! Who... Huh, are you awake?" He screamed in surprise first, then screamed in surprise. Then, the sound of footsteps running happily, and a beautiful face without any decorations came into Tang En's eyes.

"You are... cough cough..." Tang En was frightened by himself, his voice was extremely hoarse and low, as if he was scalded by fire charcoal, "Who are you? Where is this?"

"Haha, you finally woke up. My name is Cindy, but I prefer others to call me Syer. This is my new name for myself, it sounds nice... By the way, I am your savior, I picked you up on the beach. Your injuries were serious at that time, almost broken, and it was scary to look at it. And you have been unconscious for a whole week, and I thought you would never wake up again..." He said with a dance. This beautiful girl named Cindy, also known as Syer, seemed very excited.

It seems, it's a bit chattering...

Looking at the lips that were constantly opening and closing in front of him, Tang En was stunned for a while before he realized: "Wait... Thank you for your life-saving grace. I will repay you if you have the chance... That, please ask, where is this?"

"Repay? No. God the Father taught us that those who do good deeds cannot seek favors, otherwise they will be punished..."

"Why are you so embarrassed... Wait, cough cough... Didn't you hear the point of this sentence? cough cough... I asked, where is this? Bran? cough cough..." Tang En now understood. The question must be concise and cannot leave any room for the other party to play, otherwise he would not be able to get in the conversation even if he coughed to death.

"Of course it's Bran, we're on the mountain now." The beautiful girl replied naturally.
Chapter completed!