In the morning, Bran Border Line.

As the first line of defense to divide the territory and resist the Northern Wilderness, Bran naturally attached great importance to this, so a stretched city wall that relied on natural dangers and consumed countless manpower and material resources, spanning thousands of miles from east to west.

This project was extremely large. From the beginning of construction to the completion, it happened to have a King of Bran. So this king who was mediocre during his reign became completely popular in history. As long as future generations evaluate their life achievements, they will definitely not be able to avoid this world-wide merit.

But in the following years, facts have been constantly proving that this so-called world-class merit was just a decision made by the mediocre king slapped his head and took it for granted. It can be said that as long as the Northern Wilderness barbarians attacked, one of the city walls would become the first bridgehead to be captured. This is true every time, without exception!

This unwinding city wall, which was highly anticipated by Bran, finally became a useless existence, which is really embarrassing...

Of course, this time is no exception. The current border of the city wall belongs to the Cangyan Defense Zone. Judging from the current situation, it is undoubtedly occupied by the barbarians.

Bang! The whip sounded, "The cowardly Bran Dog, you said, "You dare to be lazy!"

Papa! Continuous whipping, "Get up, don't lie on the ground and pretend to be dead..."

"If you can't read anything, you can do your work. If you can't repair it today, you will die..."

...

The vague Bran's words were mixed with a few screams. There was about a small group of fifty barbarians, with a ferocious look, walking back and forth on the city wall with a whip in hand, supervising the dusty face below. The ragged Bran's hard labor.

The walls of the city wall collapsed on a large scale. Under supervision, these captured Bran laborers brought stones, soil and other materials and looked numb to repair them.

In fact, the reason why the city wall collapsed here was due to the previous attacks of the barbarians. However, it is a war period, and the barbarians naturally cherish the current city wall. Thinking about the original intention of the construction of this city wall, I have to say that this is a wonderful irony...

"No...I'll fight again, no, don't..."

Amid the faint moan, a Bran man who seemed to be exhausted was lying on the ground. His back was covered in blood and was being ruthlessly beaten by the barbarian whip. He could scream a few times at first, then he was left with moans and his body trembled weakly...

This situation did not last long. Soon, two hard laborers, under the command of the barbarians, lifted the dying compatriots, walked a hundred meters away, and threw them into a hole that had just been dug. At the bottom of the hole, there were several Brans, who were either lying on their backs, with a gray face and a stiff body.

Without cursing, complaining, or resisting... Bran's hard labor was still numb. The barbarians were still patrolling around with whips in their hands, as if the scene just now was very ordinary. At this moment.

"Huh!" "What is that?" "It's the Bran..."

A sound of surprise sounded, and there was a small riot on the wall. In a moment, fifty barbarians gathered in one place, squinted their eyes and looked at the wilderness in the distance. Bran Kuwai below also noticed the change in the atmosphere, paused in his hand, and subconsciously looked at the back...

A few miles away, two figures were running back and forth towards this side. It should be chasing, because the two were entangled from time to time while running. Sometimes the white light figure behind caught up with the former, instantly fought and separated again. Sometimes the black figure in front stopped suddenly and suddenly rushed towards the latter... It rolled and tangled, but for a moment, no one could do anything to the other.

Both of them were extremely fast. Although they were fighting and stopping, they were just approaching in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it! Damn Bran, stop!"

"God, he is the master of the Temple of Light..."

The two completely different emotions echoed at the same time. The former came from ordinary barbarians on the wall. Although they were simple-minded, they knew that their strength was not low and they couldn't help but feel a little panicked when they looked at the other party's aggressive posture.

The latter came from Bran's numb-looking hard labor. When he saw the milky white halo figure that was getting closer and closer, he recognized that it was the unique sacred fighting spirit of the Temple of Light. He was immediately ecstatic and shouted for help.

Amid the chaotic shouts, the two figures were even closer and had arrived a few hundred meters in front of the city wall. Suddenly, whisper, whisper, whisper... More than a dozen barbarians on the wall set their bows and arrows, and instantly shot out the whistling arrow branches.

Almost every barbarian in the Northern Wilderness was a qualified archer. Although there were not many arrow branches shot out, they were extremely accurate. Unfortunately, they still underestimated the speed of these two people. After the arrow branches flew out, they all shot behind each other without any stop warning.

Before the second round of arrows was released again, the figure in front had already rushed to the corner of the wall. Yes, it was a Bran youth.

Bang... Without hesitation, the young Bran jumped on the wall and rock, and his body rose rapidly. Then he stepped on a few steps, and he was walking on the smooth city wall like a gecko, climbing step by step.

The city wall was more than ten meters high. As he walked like this, the young man instantly approached the position of the wall. However, at this time his rising force was old and he was about to fall straight down. But at this moment, he saw his right hand flip, and a blade flashed by, pressing against the wall. Puff, his body paused in the air, and then turned over again.

"Hu..." Amid the exclamation, the figure had already soared into the air to the outside of the wall.

The top of the wall above was where the fifty barbarians were. Looking down at the young man climbing the wall like a ghost, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and was stunned on the spot. There were also a few who came to their senses in time, took a breath, and before he could think about it, he subconsciously smashed the iron rod in his hand.

"Get out!" He shouted coldly, and the young man opened his hands and gently pressed the iron rod to attack, and then pushed it out again. With this force, his body suddenly soared into the sky.

The two barbarians who were pressed down on the iron rod staggered, first took a half step forward, then quickly retreated like they were hit by a sledgehammer, raised their heads and fell down, smashing a small piece of barbarians behind them into rolling gourds.

"Damn..." He landed quickly and stepped on a wall accurately. The young man turned around and his face felt a little bitter, "Sister, don't chase after us! If we chased us again, we would really enter the Northern Wilderness. It would be fine if you don't want to live. I don't want to accompany you in this time!"

These two people are naturally Tang En and Xia Wei'an. After chasing for a long time, they finally arrived at the Bran border. Going further forward, it is the real barbarian territory - the Northern Wilderness Tribe.

Once they step there, Xia Wei'an and Tang En, who are Bran... Well, Tang En is not Bran, but with his physique and language, it is not the same in the eyes of the barbarians! There is no doubt that as long as they are found in the land of the Northern Wilderness, they will definitely be attacked by all the barbarians. If they go deeper and enter the sight of the big figures of the Northern Wilderness tribe, they may be dead and dead!

This principle is very simple and anyone can understand it. But the key is, will Xia Wei'an listen? Obviously... no!

"Hmph!" A cold snorted, Xia Wei'an did not talk to Tang En at all. She squinted her eyes and glanced around, paused on the group of Bran's hard laborers, then suddenly stepped forward, and the fighting lights around her body rolled and surged like a tide. Hot flames rose up from the spear, raised high, and were charming.

The next moment, the gun joined the gun and hit the collapse of the wall.

"break!"

Boom, boom, boom...

In an instant, gravel flew around and dust filled the sky.

The wall was already collapsed, and although it had gradually taken shape again under the repair of Bran's hard labor, the repaired part had not been air-dried and the bonding part was not solid. Now, amid the continuous violent explosions, the wall dozens of meters high could finally bear the domineering ravages of Xia Wei'an, and completely collapsed like a building block!

"Oh..." "Scared..."

Suddenly, the sound of exclamations was heard, but it turned out that the fifty barbarians on the wall were caught off guard because they were too close to the collapsed place, and their feet were empty and fell down with the collapsed gravel bricks. At such a height, and the continuous drop of huge stones around the wall, the fate of these barbarians can be imagined...

Seeing this, Tang En's mouth twitched a few times, grabbed his hair, and looked extremely entangled, "Crack, you're ruthless!" Then, without saying a word, he turned around, took a few steps, jumped down from the other wall, and headed straight to the northern wilderness.

Boom... Almost at the same time, this wall exploded. Before the bricks and stones above fell, Xia Wei'an, who had completed the domineering journey from the ground, rushed out with a gun without any hesitation, followed Tang En immediately.

...

The cold wind blows by and the dust dissipates.

Hundreds of hard laborers in Bran stood there in a daze, first looking at the pile of gravels on the side, and the fifty barbarians who had beaten them before were completely pressed down below without any movement. Then they turned to look at the wall that was about ten meters wide, like a fault. Through the gap, you could even see Xia Wei'an in the Northern Wilderness...

Gudong! They swallowed their saliva collectively, and then there was an excited roar from somewhere, "We are free!" They woke up in shock, and the hardworking servants looked at each other, roared together, and fled in all directions...

…………(To be continued...)
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