"The player is in a state of weakness and bleeding, and his life decreases by three percent per minute. Please treat it in time."

"Players slow down their actions and their thinking speed slows down, and the two indicators increase by a little bit per second."

What he heard in his ears was not just the sound of wind, not just the collision sound of the blue sword and the weapon collision, but also the system reminder. Yun Ting didn't care. These were all happening after physical injuries. Even he could feel them himself. The system's prompt sound was just expressed in the tone of data.

It hurts, it hurts very much. The wounds on the body are still bleeding, all skin injuries, but blood is everywhere. Yun Ting's snow-white clothes obtained from the Dream God Machine were soaked with blood, turning blood red, and turned into a bloody clothing. Not only the sword light, but also the spilled blood flowed along the arm and along the hilt of the sword to the sword body of the Qingyan Sword. The patterns on the Qingyan Sword's sword body became clearer under the watering of blood, and they would wake up at any time like pulses, emitting a strange and evil aura.

Yun Ting stepped to Changsun Wangqing's side, turned around, and forced the person who was about to put a heavy blow on his back to retreat. He stood up straight and gasped slightly. The smell of blood in his mouth and tongue made his whole mind shake and he became much more awake.

From there, to here, Yun Ting paid a lot of money, but it was worth it. From Zhang Jiao, from here, the price was more money, and even the danger of being replaced in the Yellow Turban Army, which was also worth it.

Yun Ting smiled, his smile was particularly bright. Behind him was Changsun Wangqing, the female general who stood behind him silently regardless of the sky and the earth, regardless of the sky and the earth, and who remained in silence between life and death.

At that time, as one of the top ten beautiful generals among the Three Kingdoms, Changsun Wangqing admired many admirers. Even as long as she gave her order, she was willing to give her life to play for her, and there were many people following her. As long as she wanted, she could form a ******* and a legion. But she didn't.

Changsun Wangqing is a female general under Yun Ting's command. She has never changed. In the end, the battle in Dingyuan City has not changed. She blocked the knife for him, carried arrows for him, and drank with the soldiers, wandering in the sea of ​​corpses and blood. Yun Ting once accidentally saw half of her back exposed when she was bathing by the river, but she had no beautiful thoughts. Her back was very white, but it was full of scars, which destroyed the original beauty and made it a little more ferocious.

"Who are you?" Changsun Yu turned his head and held his father who was almost unable to stand firm with his hands.

"My name is Yun Ting." Yun Ting slightly let go of the hand that grabbed the Qingyan Sword. Each finger took turns to leave the hilt of the sword. After wrapping around it, it was covered on the hilt of the sword again, and clamped it tightly.

While speaking, Yun Ting spitted out a mouthful of bloody saliva. This was when an enemy was blocking him and the blue sword could not kill him smoothly, he hit his head hard with a head hammer. At the same time, there was also nosebleed. Yun Ting stretched out his left hand and blew it between his nose, and a large ball of nosebleed was stuck between his fingers.

I gently chased my fingers. The blood and the stickiness of the nose were not the same as the former. The former was thicker and thicker, not as thin as the latter and close to water. After just a few rushes, the nosebleed on my fingers was evenly distributed on my fingertips, and the next moment it became a solidified thin layer.

Just now, what Yun Ting lost was a little blood and a little nosebleed. The person who was hit by his head was not so lucky. When he was dizzy, the blue light sword had penetrated his body heavily, carrying all his resistance and even his life.

"I don't know you." Changsun Yu replied. Her back finally touched Yun Ting's broad back, and it was firmly attached. They could feel each other's heartbeat, and they could also touch the wounds and blood on their backs through their naked skin.

Changsun Yu is not as shy as his youngest daughter's family at this moment. For now, showing his back to Yun Ting is the best choice. They can only trust each other, rather than handing over the most susceptible part to the enemy. She is full of anxiety, and her father on the left has already supported the ground with a long spear, supporting his body with a long spear to prevent him from falling down.

Changsun Yu understood that they might not be able to get out today. The injuries on their bodies, the people next to them, and themselves, are one of the reasons why they cannot escape.

"Don't worry." She suddenly heard someone say this in front of her ear.

Yun Ting continued, "I came here to take you away."

"You?" Changsun Yu was surprised. She never knew someone like Yun Ting and didn't go down the mountain easily, so how did he know her?

"Yes." Yun Ting knew that Changsun Wangqing would not believe it, so he repeated it again, "Yes. I'll take you away."

His eyes were extremely firm when he looked straight ahead. Changsun Yu didn't see it, but she could hear it. The firmness in the words was not like a false test. She wanted to look back at Yun Ting's appearance, but she didn't turn around. She still held the sword of the shaking, carefully observing the surroundings, and being alert to the possible attack.

It was very quiet at this moment, only Yun Ting and Changsun Yu's low voices, and the breathing of Yun Ting and Changsun Bo and Changsun Yu's father and daughter. They got a precious rest time, but this rest time seemed to be consuming them, and they had to exhaust the last bit of strength of the three of them.

Just like hunting, the enemies who surrounded Yun Ting were very clear, and they knew more clearly how many people they died and how many people were injured in the first round of confrontation. The trapped beasts, the beasts that were about to die, often became more crazy and more powerful at the last moment. Only by surrounding it and slowly consuming it, letting it think it still has hope of escape, and consuming its last trace of strength can kill it without loss.

This is true for wild beasts and killing people. If you cannot kill the other party quickly and suddenly, you will have to consume with the other party and consume the other party alive! They are very clear about this, so they seem calm and comfortable at this moment, with some joy of hunting success on their faces.

They move very slowly, keep a little distance, and are approaching slowly. The distance is grasped just right, and the gentle and slow steps are like giving despair and fine hits to the heart of a person in desperate situations. It makes people anxious while waiting, fear, disappointment, despair, and despair until they are heavily crushed.

Yes, that's it. Everyone has a clear understanding in their hearts. It's almost done, just prevent them from letting their prey run away. So their encirclement formation is very dense, and it can even be described as airtight. As long as they are attacked at one point, Yun Ting and the others will run away, and others can quickly pounce on them and chew them.

Such things have been done countless times. Whether it is people or beasts, they are extremely familiar with them. They are familiar with them. Although their movements are not uniform, they have their own unique consistency.

"They are here." In silence, Yun Ting spoke and looked at the mountains and forests in the distance.

Changsun Yu was surprised, but still didn't look back and asked in confusion: "Who is it? Who is here?"

In the distance, a rustling sound suddenly came from the distance, which was the sound of leaves being twitched. There were also footsteps, and they were moving forward quickly. Almost as soon as they heard it, a group of people came into view. They were wearing tattered clothes, and the leader was wearing a gorgeous brocade dress. They looked a little embarrassed at this moment, but they still stood out in the team, making people notice him at a glance.

"Ha! Those thieves, in broad daylight, dare to rob the girl of the people! I didn't even rob a professional bandit like this, but you dare to attack me first! Auntie, uncle can't bear it!" Gan Xing took a few steps forward and shouted. The long sword in his hand was still dripping blood, and it looked very ferocious with a look of evil spirit.

"What's more, I am anxious about the Duke of You, Shandong... Bah, no, I am anxious about the Duke of You, Jingdong, Hubao, Yi Gan Gongming! Humph, how could a good man like me, who is famous all over the world, do evil things to force the robbery of the people! Of course, I don't allow others to force the robbery of the people in front of me. I can't do it even if you can do it?"

He spitted heavily and lifted the long knife, Gan Xing looked angry.

"Boss!" A player next to him pulled the corner of Laganxing's clothes. He was wearing a straw hat he picked up from somewhere. There were some broken thorny branches and leaves inserted into the straw hat. From a distance, it looked like he was wearing a ridiculous cuckold. But he didn't care! Compared to cuckold, just wear it! Anyway, I'm afraid that

No one cuckolded him, if there were any, it would be a different story! However, being beaten by Boss Gan in the head would make him stupid. It was ridiculous or a man’s shame, just don’t be beaten stupid!

"Boss! What's the famous thirteen states? There is no TV now. Can you still let the people of the whole country know you? "

"Besides, Jingdong, the people in Cuilin Town next to us know us better. We are robbers and bandits. What's the use of having a reputation? At that time, we will not be able to form a group of warriors to fight the dragon, kill the boss, and get treasures for the heavens. By the way, we can upgrade or hold a beauty to the next level!"

The player burst into tears. By the end of his speech, he had a sense of sadness. At the end, he added, "Boss think twice!"

"You!" Gan Xing raised his hand, scratched his head, and finally put it down again.

The player who spoke was happy, knowing that it was the cuckold he knitted to play a role, and he couldn't help but feel sincere admiration for his intelligence. But after only a few seconds, his anus tightened, and then he covered his butt reflexibly, and fell to the ground in a dog-like manner, looking constipated.

"Boss! It's a promise to hit the head! Why did you kick your ass?!"

"Brothers, let me take a knife!" Gan Xing stepped on the player again, stepped on him, and rushed towards the direction where Yun Ting was. Behind him, more players shouted and wrote, waved the weapons in their hands, and rushed into a huge momentum.

"Hold me up." Yun Ting whispered. Then he felt his palm being grabbed by a cold little hand. His skin was very delicate and his joints were not big. It didn't feel like the palm of a martial artist. On the contrary, there was a kind of jade-like warmth.

Maybe this is the first time I have held Changsun Wangqing's hand? Yun Ting thought in his heart, and the smile on his face became clearer.

"Human escape technique!"
Chapter completed!