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Text 140 Chapter 140
Text 140 Chapter 140
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Most of the sunset on the horizon has fallen into the horizon, and the fiery red sun is shining diagonally on the earth.
The wind began to blow, passing the woods with a coolness, making the dense tree canopy rustle.
On the tall tree canopy, among the dense green foliage, a young youth sleeps on the thick branches with his head in his hands. The black hair is bundled in the back of his head and hangs from the branches into the air, following the wind Passing by and constantly swinging.
His face is extremely handsome, and the corners of his eyes reveal a bit of romantic charm. He was wearing a strong outfit with long sleeves and trousers, and a slightly thick cloak wrapped around him, so he wouldn't feel cold even in the middle of the night.
The young man was lying on a tree branch, his expression was very pleasant, and he was still humming a song. His voice is very clear and clear, and when he hums, he gives a pleasant feeling.
He was humming a song, waiting leisurely for the night to come, when suddenly, there was a mess of horseshoes from the side of the road. The young man's brows frowned, not because of the sound of horseshoes, but because of his keen hearing he heard a subtle woman's cry from the sound of horseshoes.
He turned over, changed from lying down to kneeling on a thick branch, holding the trunk with one hand, and looking down through the dense branches.
A few big and thick men came into his sight. Suddenly, the young man's rather comfortable expression turned bad, and his eyes looked at those men with disgust.
Then, his gaze shifted to the women on the horseback, as if he was hesitating whether to get involved in this trouble.
However, before he finished hesitating, those troubles had come to him automatically.
While he was watching, the ten or so men rode towards the big tree where he was sheltering, and then they got off the horse and started to tidy up. The group of men who were sordid in the eyes of the youth stayed not far from him, seemingly intending to spend the night here.
The young man raised his eyebrows.
It seems that this is the guidance of his beautiful goddess Afdomir, let him rescue the young women who are like flowers from the band of robbers, and avoid the withering of flowers.
In that case, he will follow the goddess' will and save the poor lambs.
After making up his mind, the young man hid his breath and squatted quietly on the tree branches. Although he was fine against the dozen or so robbers on his own, he was troublesome, and in case he hurt his handsome face in a fight. Oh no.
Therefore, it is easier for him to attack again when the band of bandits are focused on something nasty.
So he squatted patiently in the canopy, waiting for the night to come.
However, at this moment, the sound of horseshoes sounded again, and he looked down, and suddenly saw a young girl galloping here and approaching the robbers.
He sighed, thinking that this girl was so bold that she came to save people alone, but she was afraid that she would lose her life instead. But it doesn't matter. He is here and will eventually save her, but the girl will suffer a bit before then.
After all, heroes saving the United States can only fall from the sky and save people from the fire and water at the very moment, so that the girls can leave a deep impression and make them willingly dedicate their hearts and bodies to themselves.
Just as the young man was thinking about it with a leisurely look, suddenly a strong wind blew, and suddenly lifted the wide hood that was covering the girl's head.
In the setting sun, long black hair flew up like night, and the girl's face was exposed to the fiery red light of the setting sun.
The eyes of the young man who was still calm just now went straight.
Even the fire-like sunset on the horizon is no better than the palpable beauty of the girl.
That even made him lose consciousness for an instant after reading countless beauties.
In the next second, without saying anything, the young man raised his hand and took off the curved bow on his back.
An arrow was shot, hitting the robber who wanted to rush to the girl hard, stopping the other's footsteps.
Heroes to save the United States at a critical moment?
Pooh--
The goddess Afdomir is above.
It is absolutely unforgivable to scare that ugly guy to that beautiful girl!
That kind of dirty hand, how could it be qualified to touch that white cloud-like skin.
He jumped down from the canopy of the tree and stopped between the girl and the robbers, but he didn't even look at the dangerous robbers behind him, but looked at the beautiful face with intoxication.
Ah, goddess Aphrodite, thank you for guiding me to meet this beautiful girl and be able to rescue her from the abyss of hell.
If this girl falls into the hands of those damn bandits, this is definitely an unforgivable blasphemy against the beautiful sins of the world.
Goddess Aphrodome who brings love and beauty, Shuros, your most loyal believer, praises you.
The black-haired young man tilted his head slightly, holding a bow in one hand and pressing the other hand on his chest, posing the most handsome and calm posture.
The corners of the lips on Chun Qiao's face rose just right.
Those naturally passionate peach blossom eyes looked at the beautiful ‘girl’ in front of him.
The heroic posture of jumping down, no problem.
Action, no problem.
Facial expressions, no problem.
Looks, no problem.
Very good, has been adjusted to the most handsome posture, foolproof.
"A girl who is more beautiful than the sunset glow, no matter how gorgeous the language is, you can't describe your beauty as magnificent as a star."
His clear voice is like singing a beautiful poem.
"I am Shuros, the bard, and it must be the goddess Afdomir who is unwilling to let your beautiful flower wither, so that when you are in danger, you guide me to your side."
While speaking in a pleasant voice, he used his right hand to send a small white flower that he picked from the tree when he jumped down to the beautiful ‘girl’.
"Please don't be afraid. With me here, these vulgar and dirty thugs can't get close to you."
After a few words, he quickly evaluated himself, feeling that his performance has definitely reached the peak of his life, and Shuros consciously can capture the heart of this beautiful girl this time.
He just raised his head like this, looked at the "girl" with a smile, and waited for the "girl"'s snowy skin because his words stained his cheeks.
When Shuros stopped talking, there was silence in the clearing.
There was no sound.
Garlan, who was still riding a horse before a word could say a word: "..."
The corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Opposite the group of robbers whom Schloss called nasty and dirty thugs: "..."
Blue veins on his forehead violently.
"Damn, a bunny ran over and chirped and talked nasty shit!"
The big man who had been stunned by Shuluos's swift action and didn't react for a while finally recovered, shaking off his goose bumps, and rushing over cursingly.
"Look at Lao Tzu who sees you in two pieces, why are you crooked!"
No nonsense, he cursed and slashed at the black-haired young man with his back facing him.
The big knife brought a gust of wind, and if it splits solidly, even if it doesn't split in half, it will be dead and miserable.
Shuros didn't even look back.
When the blade was about to fall on his back, his left hand holding the bow suddenly raised back.
There was a crisp sound.
The curved bow resting on his back easily held the cutting edge of the knife.
Then Shuros suddenly turned around and twisted his backhand.
The bowstring, which was as tough as a wire, was suddenly wrapped around the man's wrist, and when it was squeezed, the man suddenly screamed in pain. As soon as his hand was loosened, the knife in his hand fell to the ground.
Shuros turned again, and the bowstring around the man's wrist was loosened somehow.
He held a bow in one hand and drew a sharp arrow from the quiver behind him in the other.
Put it on the bow and pull it, and the tight bowstring is like a full moon.
All in one go.
The man had just finished howling, and when he raised his eyes, the cold iron arrow was already between his eyebrows.
He only had time to see the handsome bard in front of him smile at him.
In the next second, sharp arrow had penetrated deeply into his forehead.
It was so fast that he couldn't even feel any pain.
A little blood flowed from the center of his eyebrows, the man's pupils dilated, and he couldn't say a word, so he faced the sky, his whole person fell back to the ground with a heavy thump, completely lost his breath.
The women tied aside screamed in fear.
Because Shuluos was slender, but he didn't look strong, so the group of robbers didn't take this weak chicken with a handsome face seriously, but thought that this guy was dazzled by the beauty of the girl. They came up with heroes to save the United States, and they all laughed and waited to see their companions beat him up and teach him how to behave.
Who knows, it is their companion who is taught to behave.
At this moment, their expressions changed, and they rushed towards Shuluos with their weapons.
But they only took two steps, and a sharp arrow struck.
Shuros stood steadily on the spot, holding a bow in one hand, his wrist hanging in the air without moving, and one hand quickly drawing an arrow from the quiver on his back.
Take a bow.
Archery.
There is no empty arrow.
The bowstring vibrated and buzzed continuously, seeing the sharp arrow pierce through the robber's throat and eyebrows.
The bard seemed to have a handsome face and smiled, but he was cruel and cruel, leaving no room for it.
The group of robbers didn't even get close to Shuros's body, and they were killed one by one under his arrow.
After shooting all the robbers to death, Shuros turned around and raised an eyebrow at Garlan.
"A beautiful girl like a goddess, your guardian Shuros has personally punished those who dare to offend you."
He said to Garlan with a relaxed look.
The look of understatement, as if what he was doing just now was not killing a dozen people, but just singing a poem-like randomness.
"My goddess, you have completely captured my soul."
Shuros smiled and stared at the "maiden" with a charming smile.
"Not only today, from now on, I will guard by your side and keep all dangers away from you."
"Please allow me to accompany you, and I will sing all the beautiful songs in this world for you."
Garland: "..."
A look of indifference.
I don't want to talk, still want to hit someone.
Although he was a little surprised at the amazing archery skills of this young man who called himself a bard, as long as he opened his mouth, he would completely wipe out all the good feelings Garlan had just raised.
"Speak well."
He said blankly, "Speaking of people."
The handsome face of Shuluos, who was smiling brightly, froze.
I thought that my performance would definitely capture the girl's heart, but I didn't expect the other party to be unwavering.
Is this development a bit wrong?
He wondered in his heart.
Moreover, this girl's voice... seemed a bit low, not the crisp and moving voice that he imagined as a yellow oriole coming out of the valley.
…………
Well, it doesn't matter, although it's a little lower, but this kind of clean sound like a clear spring is also very appetizing for him.
Although Garlan choked, Shuros, who had always been thick-skinned, didn't take it to heart.
Shrugging, the gentleman still smiled at Garlan, he turned and walked to the robbers shot to death by him, drew out the arrows from the dead bodies one by one, and retracted them into his quiver. After all, his arrows are specially made and expensive. If they can be recycled, he usually takes them back as much as possible.
As for the blood stains, he would go to the nearby creek to clean it later.
Garlan turned over and got off his horse, and walked quickly to the edge of the rock not far away.
The four women who had been tied up were curled up together. Because they saw Shu Luos murderously just now, they looked at Shu Luos who was standing not far away with horror.
Seeing the beautiful girl walking towards them, they breathed a sigh of relief.
Gallan walked to them, stretched out his hand to untie the rope tied to them, and looked at the group of women still in shock, he smiled comfortingly at them.
Then he reached out and helped the pale bride up.
"Don't be afraid."
He comforted the bride softly.
"It's okay, I'll take you back now."
The horrified bride looked at the "maiden" in front of her in a daze. The soft smile and voice inexplicably calmed her nervous heart.
As soon as the fear was gone, and thinking of the nightmare experience she had experienced today, she couldn't help sobbing again. The women who had recovered from their senses also gathered around, hugged each other, whispered to each other, and couldn't help but shed tears.
The emotional bride cried so much, she suddenly hugged Garlan and hugged Garlan tightly. The soft breasts suddenly pressed firmly against Garlan's chest.
Gallan was startled by her, blushed, and hurriedly broke free of her hands, sent her to her female friend, and avoided herself.
If this is hugged, it's worth it.
That must be hugged by these women.
After a few steps back, Garlan was able to stand firm.
Thinking of the soft touch on his body just now, his cheeks were still a little hot, but fortunately the women patronized and vented and cried, not seeing his abnormality.
And he happened to turn his back to Shuros, and Shuros couldn't see his face.
At this moment, Shuros was pulling down the arrows from the dead body, while focusing most of his attention on the girl.
Seeing the young girl's behavior, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Ah ah~~ really a gentle and kind girl.
It's not just appearance, it's like a collection of all the good things in the world.
Just as he looked at the girl's back and thought so intoxicated, suddenly, one of the dead bodies suddenly jumped up.
The man's face was grim, and he kicked him fiercely--
When this surviving robber rushed up at the end, all his comrades in front of him were shot to death. In a panic, he dragged his comrade in front of him. The arrow that was shot at him was blocked by his comrade for the most part, only shallowly. Submerged into his chest and did not cause fatal injuries.
He fell down with his companion in horror, holding his breath and pretending to be dead, praying that the terrible archer would not find it.
However, although the bard did not find him pretending to be dead, he came to draw an arrow from the dead body.
Seeing that Shuros was about to walk in front of him, he couldn't pretend anymore, the man had to jump up, holding his desperate thoughts, gritted his teeth and kicked the young man fiercely.
Unexpectedly, there were still people alive. Unexpectedly, Shuros's bow was kicked by this foot.
Seeing that the bow was kicked far away, Shuros felt a momentary thump in his heart where he couldn't reach.
He reflexively wanted to chase the bow that he flew out, but the robber who wanted to fight him desperately had already attacked him frantically.
Hit him hard with a punch.
With a muffled bang, the punch hit Shuros firmly, knocking him to the ground.
The robber stayed for a while.
The bard acted terribly just now. Although he had a desperate idea, he didn't think he could beat Shuros at all.
Now, this terrible archer was knocked down by his punch, and he couldn't help but be stunned.
He subconsciously punched them again and again.
The first punch was blocked, but the next few punches were strong.
The bard who was extremely handsome a second ago and whose archery skills made him tremble at the moment fell to the ground, embarrassingly resisting his fists and feet, and was beaten by him with no power to fight back.
At the same time as my heart was overjoyed, a wave of hostility sprang up.
It was this damn guy who killed all his companions and almost killed himself!
He pressed against Shulos with a sullen expression, and pinched Shulos' throat with both hands, wanting to choke him to death like this.
The white face of Shuluos, who was crushed by the robbers on the ground and couldn't move, was pinched by his throat, was already flushed at the moment.
At this moment, he was very upset in his heart.
Although he has amazing archery skills, once he loses his bow and gets close by someone, he will almost have no power to fight back.
He used to be very cautious, and made sure that everyone was dead before approaching. This time, because he was attracted by the girl, he accidentally fell into the hands of the robber.
Afdomir, the goddess of love and beauty, your loyal believer Shuros has encountered the greatest crisis of his life.
Do you have the heart to let your most beautiful believer die in the hands of such ugly people——
Just as Shuros, whose face was already flushed, was praying to his goddess from the bottom of his heart, suddenly, a shadow fell on his face.
Flew up with one kick and kicked over from the sloping ground.
He kicked heavily on the side of the robber who was pressing on him, and suddenly kicked the robber out.
A kicked tooth rolled around in the air with blood stains and fell to the ground.
The man was kicked and rolled a few times, lying on the ground and looking up.
His eyes met with a pair of golden eyes.
The ‘maiden’ stood in front of him, her dark forehead flicking across her cheeks, and her pupils that reflected the setting sun seemed to have bright flames burning, which was astonishingly bright.
The hostile man got up, grabbed a big knife next to him, and rushed towards Garlan with a roar.
Gallan couldn't avoid it, just like that, and went up to the man who lifted the sharp blade.
When the long sword in his hand was turned, the scabbard was ejected by him, and it slammed heavily on the man's knee.
The severe pain made the man's knee weak, and he staggered forward, barely stabilizing his figure, but the momentum slowed down involuntarily.
In the next second, Gallan had already rushed in front of him.
The staggering man managed to split the blade in his hand.
With a clang, the long sword held the blade.
Garlan turned back and kicked him heavily in his stomach.
The sharp pain in the abdomen made the man bow forward. He desperately stretched out his hand and hugged Garlan.
But a hand pressed on his shoulder, a force pressed him to lie down, and he threw himself into the air.
But Garlan, who supported him with a hand on his shoulder, took advantage of a light flip in the air, rose into the air, turned around, and hit the back of his neck with a heavy knee.
The man fell forward.
Almost at the same moment, the long sword that pierced fiercely through his heart.
The man lay on the ground, his eyes widened in terror, and the bleeding of blood stained the ground.
It only took five seconds to rush up from Garlan to stab the robber with a sword.
The posture is vigorous, as fast as the wind.
He was standing beside the robber who was still convulsing.
Raising his hand, drew out the long sword, the bright red blood splashed out in front of him.
The group of rescued women shook their hands and looked at Garlan who was standing there with admiration and shining eyes.
They only felt that the handsome figure of this ‘girl’ made them tremble at this moment.
By the side, the bard who had been saved by Garlan was already dumbfounded.
and many more.
Goddess Afdomir, it's okay that I will come to the hero to save the beauty?
Don’t you think there is something wrong with this development——
The author has something to say: The current configuration of the team is actually like this.
The melee fighter is actually the little prince.
Shuluos can only be purely long-range, because he is the five scum of melee combat. Fupin Chinese
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