Chapter 1425 1425: Seizing the Bridge and Exploding the Water Road (16) [Please Monthly Ticket]
The sound of drums beating between the two armies could not penetrate Yuan Nujun's ears.
Only Jimo Qiu's understatement request magnified in his mind in an infinite cycle, poking his heart one by one like sharp arrows.
[Can the lady shoot the second time arrow? 】
Can this sentence be a request? ? ?
Yuan's fingers holding the big bow were exerting force as his emotions fluctuated, his knuckles were tight and white, and he said angrily: "I really think I can't take your life? A great shame and humiliation, I should repay it with my life!"
The anger made her eyes turn a little scarlet, burning her cheeks to turn red, and her endless murderous intent churned in her chest, and she felt the illusion that her self-esteem was torn off and threw it on the ground and trampled on it. The humiliation given by the old man Yuan’s family is not as good as that of this sentence!
Jimo Qiu looked back calmly.
"The woman misunderstood, so I'll ask for it sincerely."
He knew that His Highness's character was different from before, but one thing was the same - she had almost no demands on him. This made Jimo Qiu, who was used to being restrained and accompanied by others, quite distressed.
Even a little rare sense of urgency.
Don’t look at him saying that His Highness is passing through the tribulation. It is normal for him to blind his past memories after entering the world and not remember himself. When the Japanese return to his position successfully, he will think of all the past. There is no need to pay attention to the gains and losses in the world.
But—
Your Highness asked more for Qi Zhongshu and the others than Xingxing.
If I had studied in the temple and learned more about the world, I would not have watched His Highness work hard every day and eat at night. She rarely spoke up, and he had to satisfy anything he said - even if he had to bear a considerable murder, the price was not worth mentioning compared to His Highness, so he sincerely invited him.
However, the woman seemed to think he was provoking.
If this path doesn't work...
He secretly recited a certain divine name in his heart.
[Calling the name of the true god can connect to the heavenly voice. 】
The "He" who is being supervised now is not the "Dao of Heaven". Perhaps he can make the other party feel comfortable through communication, such as returning the effect of the previous time arrow to himself. If you think carefully, the other party’s actions of interfering in the world without authorization are not allowed by the rules.
It is wrong for candidates to cheat, is it right for the invigilator to tear the test paper?
In the dark, there were voices that were not distinguished from men and women to respond.
The wording is concise and powerful, and the scolding is very ugly.
I always feel that it shouldn't be the quality that "He" should have.
Jimo Qiu: "...Okay."
As soon as he was disappointed to leave the state of communication, he opened his eyes and saw Ms. Yuan let go of her fingertips, her arrows left the strings in a striking manner, and she controlled the silver-white thunder. The battlefield fell into strange silence.
It was not blocked by the vine shield wall as expected, but it was unstoppable and pierced through the wall without any effort, heading straight to Jimo Qiulingtai. The insect in the sleeve flew out automatically without being controlled by Jimo Qiu, turning into starry lights.
The moment the arrow came out, the insect torn apart.
Millions of souls resonate at the same time, making harsh and sharp sounds.
Luo San discovered at a glance that something was wrong with the arrow.
He had seen the same scene once.
Hurry up to Jimoqiu to warn: "Do away!"
There are three styles in the Light Time Bow Technique. One arrow passes, one arrow goes forward, one arrow goes forward, one arrow goes back, and one arrow goes back, the third style is the Soul Sniping, which completely eliminates the existence of a living creature. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the Ms. Yuan, whose hair was nearly half white.
The tightening texture can be seen a little loose and darker in the naked eye.
The bowstring seemed overwhelmed, breaking on her withered fingertips.
"Die for me!"
Luo San cursed: "Crazy!"
This woman is much crazy than Yuan Fu back then.
Even Yuan Fu was not crazy enough to bet on so many lives for an optional enemy - how many salaries did the Central Allied Army give to him? Just trying so hard? If it is the first two styles, Luo San can still block Jimo Qiu, but the third style must not be done. So he gritted his teeth and retreated several feet.
If you kill that woman again, it can be considered as avenging Jimo Qiu.
Unexpectedly, last second—
Jimo Qiu said happily: "I have accepted this arrow."
The next second is the face--
"My lady, this is not the arrow I want." Jimo Qiu's mood experienced ups and downs. He failed to communicate with "Ho". As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the arrow being delivered by express. Before he could be happy, he took the arrow with his palm - when the arrow pierced the flesh and blood, the fierce martial arts qi cut the meridians, and he found that the goods were wrong - the signs of happiness were extinguished instantly. So he looked at the ashen-faced Nu Jun Yuan and said seriously, "What I want is not this. It was the last time arrow. The female shot the wrong shot."
She also destroyed many of his insects.
Luo San saw the ghost: "...Are you okay?"
Ms. Yuan almost held her arch and said, "How can you be fine?"
Jimo Qiu didn't understand why she was so emotional, and why she showed a hideous expression that could eat people raw. He pulled out the arrow of time from his palm with a plain expression, allowing the wound to spray blood, and seemed to feel no pain: "Little wound, why should I have something to do?"
The wound is not in the life gate. Normal people should not be taken away by a wound with a thumb, let alone Jimo Qiu is still the physical constitution of the eighteenth-class grandson. He went to see a military doctor now, and even the wounds were healed if he was slower.
"This third style can destroy the soul-breaking!"
Unless the person who is shot in the arrow has an extremely powerful soul, he can save his life. A brave warrior absorbs the energy of heaven and earth and tempers the flesh and blood body. His soul is not much stronger than that of ordinary people.
Jimo Qiu: “…”
He seemed to understand a little.
The human soul is wrapped in the sea of consciousness of the spiritual platform. It seems weak, but nothing can be damaged. A typical example is that a living person is cut into pieces and chopped into dumplings before his death, and his soul is still intact after his death. Time arrows are more yin, which is an exception.
He concentrated his mind and sank into the spiritual platform. He did see a small dot that was difficult to see on his "hand" and was instantly smoothed by the surge of divine power. If Jimo Qiu had reacted slowly, he would probably not even see this little bit: "...So that's it. She is a mortal and does not have spiritual orifices. If the big bow in her hand was pulled open by a great god and demon, it might have troubled me."
Luo San's mind was a little stuck.
"Are you not a mortal?"
Listen, is this still human words?
"I am a mortal, but-" As he opened his eyes widened, he became more and more sincere and youthful. "One of the things I cultivated nourishes the soul, and the other hand, the gods worshipped by our clan are a soul-gathering divine object, and the characteristics of the divine object will work on believers. If I were torn to the soul by such an arrow..."
The outrageousness is equivalent to an ant stretching out one leg at will, tripping the passing elephant to death. This way of death is unacceptable to him. He looked embarrassed and looked at the uncontrolled trembling Yuan Ms. Yuan, who was trembling with his fingers, sincerely suggesting: "I heard that there are three styles of Time Arrow, and the second style can be a long way back. Do you want to try it?"
If you go forward for a long time, you will definitely not be able to send me away.
The soul splitting is extinct and it is impossible to succeed.
However, it will be different in the next few years. He doesn't know how many years your highness will stay in the world through the disasters. There is a certain probability that it will be less than a few years. His stay or not must depend on His Highness. What if, what if it is not enough? She might win.
"Why don't you try again?"
Jimo Qiu had a shallow and sincere smile. Looking at the Ms. Yuan, whose eyes were filled with ferocious light, she wished she could point three points to the sky to make a guarantee.
"I can make promises and stay still."
Luo San wanted to rush up and cover his mouth.
Didn't you see this woman so angry that she had the idea of dying together? Is this doll intentional or intentional?
Two flowers bloom, each with one branch.
Yun Ce was preparing to lead Zhongdu Bridge to attack the rear of the Central Allied Forces. The location of the stone fort was vaguely visible, but he could not hear the intense war drums.
"...There was an accident on the front line? How could it be so quiet?"
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In fact, if you don’t get the love disaster, Tang Mei and others will easily overcome it.
If you encounter a love disaster, you will die. If it is not a love disaster, you can handle it no matter how difficult it is.
PS: So what is the probability of ten consecutive love disasters?