A sharp stabbing pain brought Qiwei back to reality from her coma. She groaned and wanted to touch the injured area with her hands, but found that her hands were motionless. WWW.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.COM Another burst of pain came, and this time she was completely awake. A fat face from a nightmare slowly became clear before my eyes. The face was so close that I could even see the pores on my nose.
Qiwei was so frightened that she screamed loudly and instinctively wanted to jump up and hide, but her hands were behind her back and she couldn't move. She lost her balance and fell heavily on the table. There was another huge pain in her buttocks, but this time she almost fainted.
"Beauty, don't be so afraid. The night is still there." The fat face close at hand showed a toad expression.
Qiwei calmed down a little and observed her situation. The room was large, and the room was brightly lit by more than a dozen candles hanging from the chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. The furniture in the room is still brand new. You can tell at a glance that it is made of low-quality wood, but it is made to look like a golden wall. You can imagine the taste of the owner. But Qiwei was more worried about herself. She soon found that her hands were tightly tied behind her back and she was lying prone on a large experimental table.
The fat man held a small pair of pliers in his hand, holding a blood-stained crossbow arrow. He looked at it carefully before throwing it aside, then reached out and gently lifted Qiwei's chin, "Haha, she looks really good. Ah, why are you not fierce now? Hit me? Do you think I have to be rough with you to feel good? My beauty, my arrows are really good. It seems that I am a talented archer."
The female warrior sighed and bit down on Rogge's hand. Rogge quickly retracted his hand, grabbed her head again, and pulled her up hard. A look of pain appeared on Qiwei's face, and her entire upper body was pulled upwards, revealing the curve of her chest.
Rogge's hand touched it, making Qiwei feel as if a cold poisonous snake was crawling on her body, but her head was grabbed, and her struggle was limited. Tears finally shed uncontrollably from her closed eyes. Qiwei was half a head taller than Rogge, and her skirt and breastplate had been taken off by Rogge when she was unconscious. Her buttocks were huge and plump, and suddenly narrowed down at her waist in a thrilling way. Her legs were long and straight. The lines are toned. Rogge saw that his desire was rising and he held down the female warrior's buttocks. He exerted so much force that his fingers dug deeply into the smooth buttocks. Then he straightened his waist and penetrated deeply into the softness.
The candlelight in the small building swayed amidst the hoarse curses of the female warrior, and the inferior experimental table creaked and groaned, unable to bear the heavy load of the two people. The devil dances wildly in lust, while the ghosts scream hysterically.
Rogge trembled, the tide-like pleasure intertwined with the joy of revenge, making every piece of his fat tremble. The darkness in the deepest part of his heart was boiling, constantly impacting every nerve in him.
The night in early spring is still cold, and when the wind blows, the unopened spring flowers have also withered.
The song ends and everyone disperses.
Rogge hummed a tune proudly, looking at the snow-white lamb he had captured, and the pain in his body seemed to be singing. Not long ago, this lamb was a real lion. Rogge put on his clothes and decided to go to Et and the others to take a look at his prey. The only thing that displeased him was Qiwei's eyes. Completely cold, not sad, not angry, not empty, just looking at the fat man coldly. Roger felt like a frog being stared at by a snake, and he didn't like this feeling. Qiwei added another rope and naturally touched a few more. Qiwei didn't react at all, as if what was being touched was not her own body, and she still looked at the fat man quietly like a snake.
Rogge left in a hurry, almost to escape the murderous gaze. The best way is of course to kill people and silence them, but Rogge doesn't have the courage yet. Besides, it would be a pity to kill such a beautiful woman.
Ete and others came to the small building excitedly. It was as if a storm had just broken out in the small building, and everything was smashed into a mess. Several people screamed in their hearts and rushed to the second floor to see that the large experimental table was empty and the rope used for binding was broken into several pieces. Kate picked up the broken end of the rope and looked at it, then turned around and said: "It was broken by force, my God! Such a thick rope can be broken. Did you really catch her?" Roger thought of the female warrior. The fighting spirit flashed across his body, and he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
Etter, the oldest and more experienced, was the first to calm down. "Everyone, don't be afraid. The other party doesn't know who we are yet. But Rogge, it seems you can't stay in your small building any longer." Everyone slowly calmed down. As soon as the panic passed, Lance's mind became active again, fearing that they would come and set the building on fire. "
"If you don't do it, you won't stop! Now it's impossible to do good in this matter. The only way is to strike first. We don't have much time. Let's work together and give them a trick. As long as they dare to burn the building, they will be punished. It's not easy. I'm afraid these mercenaries can't play any tricks." Franco, who didn't say much, was quite vicious.
Everyone deliberated for a while, erased all traces of their coming, and left quickly.
On the small road, Rogge and a few people dressed like nobles strutted towards the small building. They talked in low voices and laughed loudly along the way. It was obvious that they were talking about topics common to men.
Several people walked to the small building and stood down. A person next to Rogge suddenly said: "No, someone has gone in. There is an ambush here." At this time, there was a bang, fragments of the building door were scattered, and a sword light volleyed towards Rogge. Before the sword came, the murderous aura had already covered it. Roger's whole body. The fat man felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, watching helplessly as the giant sword approached, but he could not move. Two long swords on both sides suddenly stretched out to hold the giant sword. The giant sword used the force to bounce up slightly, suddenly becoming extremely light, and struck Rogge with unparalleled speed and stabs. The two long swords formed an airtight sword net, blocking all attacks. It was obvious that the two men holding the swords were not mediocre.
The wind-like attack passed and the sword light dissipated. Qiwei gasped for air and pointed the sword at Rogge. Her face was pale, she was wearing a set of leather armor, her eyes were bloodshot, and there were faint bruises on her neck.
Three more figures jumped out of the building, and several people around Rogge rushed to meet them. They fought together, and they turned out to be the three warriors in the bar that day. But the mage is still missing.
At this time, a loud shout was heard not far away: "You are so bold and rebellious that you dare to attack the city guards in the royal capital!?" At the sound of the clanging sound, a small group of swordsmen with bright armor rushed over under the leadership of a heavy armored knight. The small building was surrounded. Those who fought against Qiwei and the others also tore off their robes, revealing soft armor with the logo of the City Guards underneath. Rogge quickly stepped aside, and Aite and others also came over, looking at the female warrior with a sinister smile.
The heavily armored knight said nothing and pointed his lance forward. The soldiers immediately swarmed forward, their swords and swords facing death. Knowing that they had fallen into a trap, the mercenaries said hello and rushed outside at the same time. They immediately turned around and retreated into the building, keeping a distance from the soldiers. There was a shout from the second floor of the small building, and a fireball as big as a bowl flew down and exploded among the swordsmen. The heat mercilessly burned the swordsmen's exposed skin. Immediately after the second fireball flew down, several swordsmen who were seriously injured immediately turned into burning men and fell down screaming.
The figure of the mercenary mage appeared on the window on the second floor. The deep freezing air spread out from his hands along with countless ice picks. Several swordsmen who could not dodge were immediately frozen, and then the freezing air hit them. Among them, their physical strength The worse one broke into several pieces. A gap immediately appeared in the tight encirclement formation, and Qiwei and others seized the opportunity and immediately rushed out of the encirclement. A tall warrior threw a rope towards the window with his backhand and wrapped it around the mage several times. The mage jumped out of the window, and the soldier pulled hard, and saw that the mage was about to float in the air and be surrounded by protrusions.
The heavily armored knight shouted, and a dark blue light flashed all over his body. The lance in his hand flew like a meteor, pierced through the chest, and pinned the mage firmly to the wall.
Qiwei let out a mournful cry and turned around to fight for her life. A soldier beside her grabbed her tightly, put her on his shoulders, and left quickly. Another warrior chanted a short activation spell and threw a scroll. Many vines suddenly appeared on the ground, and their branches flew wildly in the air and became tightly entangled when they touched objects. Several swordsmen who were chasing quickly were immediately entangled. The mercenaries took this opportunity to disappear into the slums.
Rogge looked at the direction where the female warrior disappeared with disappointment, knowing that she would never give up.
The heavily armored knight looked at his men who suffered heavy injuries and snorted coldly. Kate walked over and asked the knight in a low voice: "Dad, what should we do now?" The knight was silent for a long time and sighed: "Your troubles are still behind you, soldier." He summoned a swordsman and whispered After a while, the swordsman took the order and left. The knight glanced at Kate and the others again, and shouted: "Are you the ones who want to imitate other people's tyranny?! Practice your skills first!" After that, he left.
Not long after, a small group of knights came to each city gate in Rhine and posted a reward list on the bulletin board: "Wanted: Sword and Blood Rose Mercenary Group.
This mercenary group plotted a rebellion in the royal capital, and after their failure, they killed and injured many people in the city's defense forces. Qiwei, the sister of the leader of the mercenary group, and three main members are currently at large. Thirty ordinary mercenaries in the mercenary group are on the run.
If one of the main members is captured or killed and one of the mercenaries is rewarded with bounty coins, the reward will be halved. "(QuanBen Novel Network www.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.com)