Black City White City

Chapter 49: Silver robe and clothes

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The woman's whole body was shrouded in silver robe, and the light footsteps were like her long bow, so strange that people could not figure it out.

"You go back obediently, or I will drive you." The woman carried the moonlight on her back. Only a dark outline could be seen under the silver robe, and the faint tension could not be concealed in the cheerful voice. Ouyang Rong squinted her eyes and didn't know what to think about. At this time, the woman raised her silver bow, aimed at the two of them, and then slowly pulled the bowstring away. The bowstring was like jade silk, glowing with gray light.

"Demon-Expelling Soldiers!" Ouyang Rong was shocked. Although scavengers in the abandoned battlefields can often pick up demon-expelling soldiers damaged by the ancients, they are obviously not the same as the silver bows in the women's hands. The new bows are obvious. It is not re-polished, it is a real masterpiece. From the pulling string, the jerky rubbing sound makes Ouyang Rong very uncomfortable. This is definitely a new bow from a blacksmith's shop in Baishi. Ouyang Rong silently infer.

"Even if it is a new bow, is the fit with the master so high?" Ouyang Rong thought about it, and suddenly realized, "This is actually tailor-made." When he thought of this, he didn't think of the apprentice's cheap demon exorcism. Bing, a helpless sigh echoed in my heart again.

The silver-robed woman was satisfied with the flustered response of the chess player. She turned her bow and pointed it at Ouyang Rong's eyebrows, "Hey, finally warn, go back and be an elk, so this lady can consider whether to take you as prey. "

"Prey?" The chess player uttered puzzledly. The silver-robed woman re-pointed the bow at the chess player. "The elk is not qualified to ask questions." Yu Yu, in front of Yin Gong, he is a literary and artistic youth without the power to bind a chicken.

"Girl, I'm here to give you a piece of advice." Ouyang Rong said suddenly, and slowly took out three charms from his arms and aimed at the silver-robed woman, "We have two people here."

When the chess player heard this, he clapped his hands fiercely. Yes, the opponent has only one stinky girl, and they are two people! In the past, I was so scared that I was afraid of encountering a large number of wastelanders, but now the situation is completely opposite.

"Ashamed, ashamed." Looking at the calm and steady Ouyang Rong, the chess player couldn't help thinking. The next second, in order to save the lost face, the chess player turned his mind and pointed to the threatening words of the silver-robed woman." Smelly girl, give you a chance to get out of the way obediently, otherwise, otherwise—"

The chess player fumbled on his body, but after a long time he couldn't find a weapon enough to show his masculinity. In desperation, he could only lift his left foot, and ignoring the strange gazes of the other two, he pointed the weird cloth shoes at the silver robe. woman.

"Seeing that there is no magic weapon in my hand, I will plug your mouth if I don't let it go." Ouyang Rong on the side didn't want to lose the face of the chess player, so he could only hold his breath and stand quietly away. The chess player was aggressive, not at all. He noticed Ouyang Rong's slightly disgusting reaction.

The silver foam woman's complexion darkened, "I'm looking for death!" The words fell, and the arrow of yang energy was like a silver light, slamming toward the chess player-the cloth shoes in her hand, two hundred meters away. As soon as the chess player approached, three spells flew out from the side, colliding with the arrow sideways, turning into a whirlwind vortex, successfully interrupting the progress of the silver arrow.

"Three Thousand Charms! What do you have to do with that broken mountain!" The silver-robed woman seemed to see an enemy, madly pulling the arrow of Yang Qi, and the flight of several silver lights was very strange. Every time Ouyang Rong thought she had found silver. The flaws of the woman in the robes will be forced back two hundred meters away by the yang arrow hidden in the flaws, almost unable to move.

Ouyang Rong did not answer the woman's question, but secretly cried out that it was not good. The reason why he looked for Nuanchun Yirong to change his face was to hide his identity.

"The people of the gray zone hate the demon exorcists in the White City and the many demons and ghosts in the Black City, so remember that if you come here alone in the future, you must hide your eyes and ears, and remember not to reveal the origin." A few years ago, the gray-headed Ouyang Yao brought the same embarrassed apprentice through the gate leading to the white market, and solemnly told the personal experience he had gained in half a year.

The chess player cursed swear words without swear words. After putting on the magic weapon, he turned to look at Ouyang Rong who was in a difficult situation.

"Mu Rong, go on." The chess player took out a few Thunder Beads from his arms and threw them all to Ouyang Rong. He knew that Ouyang Rong's biggest trouble at the moment was not the silver-robed woman, but the consumption of Dantian Qi. For Ouyang Rong, who was short of energy at the moment, a demon exorcist tool like Jingleizhu that could be used without much qi was undoubtedly the most effective help.

While avoiding arrows, Ouyang Rong caught the chubby thunderballs one by one, his agile body resembling a clown in a circus.

"Brother Qi, do you really think that the equipment used to fight ghosts has half a dime effect on people? Or you want to rely on this to knock people out." Thinking of this, Ouyang Rong can only be a dead horse doctor, because he practiced all the year round. Because of the arrow and the throwing talisman, when he threw the Thunder Orb, the arc of the sphere in the air was also extremely perfect, and its landing point was extremely accurate.

When the woman in the silver robe realized it, she had already pulled the silver bow away and pointed at the thunderbolt that was flying fast in the air. When Ouyang Rong threw it, he specially added Qi to the surface of the Thunder Bead. At this moment, the Thunder Bead was really like a black earthen cannonball.

In just four seconds, the Thunder Bead flew about one hundred and fifty meters, and the woman in the silver robe frowned slightly, and the bow moved gently along the trajectory of the Thunder Bead. When there were ten meters left, the arrow of Yang Qi shot accurately and successfully hit the center of the Thunder Orb, just like shooting a moving target.

At that moment, the majestic thunder light poured down from the sky, and the silver-robed woman looked panicked. She had never encountered such a vision. During a few seconds of her daze, Ouyang Rong and the chess player rushed towards the exit of the moon.

"Want to run!" The silver-robed woman instantly became furious after discovering that the thunder light was harmless to the human body. In the midst of her standing and thunder tide, the arrow of Yang Qi completely locked onto Ouyang Rong, who was a little slower, and three arrows in a row, although they still only passed Ouyang Rong, they also succeeded in slowing down his speed.

"It's bad." Ouyang Rong and the chess player thought at the same time. Because of Ouyang Rong's safety, the chess player could not completely let go of speed. When another round of silver thunder and arrows arrived, he forcibly turned around and made up his mind to generally move towards silver. The woman in the robe rushed.

Because of the thunder light, the silver-robed woman did not immediately notice the existence of the chess player, she still pulled the bowstring continuously, and quickly formed a flawless silver-light thunderstorm. Ouyang Rong gritted his teeth. Once the arrow rain is completely formed, if he wants to rush out without damage, he must forcibly activate the Yang Vessel and reach the state of the Zhunyang Vessel. At the same time, he also inadvertently noticed the sprint behavior of the chess player near to death.

When the rain of silver arrows was about to cover the entire space, Ouyang Rong made a surprised voice, because he found that the silver-robed woman's arrows were messed up. When he looked there, there was a scene in his eyes that shocked him. Picture.

In the disappearing thunder light, the chess player and the silver-robed woman rolled and fought together on the ground.

"Dead hooligan, get out!" "Mu Rong, leave me alone, you go first!" The mixed male and female voices hit Ouyang Rong's heart.

His footsteps subconsciously stopped for a moment, and the next second, the full silver light forced him to continue to step on his legs and ran towards the safe valley. (End of this chapter)