"How did you know?" Wei Ming also stuck to the floor, hearing nothing.
"Just your cultivation base? Let's forget it. Hmm? No! Your guard found them and started fighting!" Dongfang Xiaomo's eyes were cold, and he wanted to rush out, but after thinking about it, let it go. Right.
"You went out to help!" Wei Ming said, rolling his eyes. Everyone knows that there is a fight outside, what are you still doing here? Watching the show! I hate this kind of people who keep their skills waiting to grab the head.
"I'm out, what do you do? They don't care how many people die, as long as they kill you, they will win." Dongfang Xiaomo rolled his eyes like Wei Ming. However, this skill was obviously just learned, and it was a bit unnatural. He rolled his eyes desperately, and even lost his eyes.
"Oh." Wei Ming nodded, and unconsciously moved closer to Dongfang Xiaomo. I have never been assassinated before. This feeling is so exciting!
"Fuck off, stay away from me!" Seeing that Wei Ming meant to move closer to him, Dongfang Xiaomo pushed him away immediately.
"Nima..."
"Be careful!" Before Wei Ming scolded him, Dongfang Xiaomo pulled him back. I thought Dongfang Xiaomo's conscience had discovered it, but as a result, he felt cold behind his back, and his hideous cloak was cut open. If it hadn't been for a soft armor inside, Wei Ming would definitely be stunned. Dongfang Xiaomo's hand was fast enough, and an embroidery needle flew out of his sleeve, piercing the head of the person who had drilled out of the ground. On that guy's forehead
A red dot appeared, and then it fell to the ground.
"You Eastern people really like to use embroidery needles!" Wei Ming thought it was fabricated, but it turned out to be true!
"Now you still have this thought, I deeply admire you.; Be careful, these people are not ordinary. I don't know where they got out." Dongfang Xiaomo carefully looked around.
"These people are obviously Japanese people. They are your and my enemies. They must be killed without leaving them." After talking to Dongfang Xiaomo, he shouted to the outside: "Life and death, leave these dog things to me!" Just finished speaking, it attracted five or six arrows. If it weren't for Dongfang Xiaomo's sword fast, Wei Ming would have become a hedgehog now.
"You stupid, what's your name!" Dongfang Xiaomo's face was full of black lines. How could he have such a pig-like teammate? The misfortune of my life!
"Isn't there you." Wei Ming said indifferently. It is not the same to have a master around him.
"By the way, how did you know that they are Japanese?" Dongfang Xiaomo asked strangely.
"They use soil to escape, aren't they ninjas? Are ninjas not Japanese?" Wei Ming asked strangely. Dongfang Xiaomo kept saying that he was a master of martial arts, he wouldn't even know this!
"Are you stupid or am I stupid? Don’t you know that there was five elements in China early? I am illiterate, too lazy to talk to you. Just be careful. Don’t say this to others in the future, you will be despised by others. Dead." Dongfang Xiaomo said, grinning at Wei Ming. Wei Ming now really wants to find a seam to drill in. Does Waguo have anything of his own? Even the ninjutsu that you are proud of is passed down from Great China. Have you ever thought about being embarrassed when you do those nasty things in the future!
"Here again!" Dongfang Xiaomo said with another silver needle in his hand, and a ninja who had just emerged from the pillar was nailed to the pillar. Immediately afterwards, people came out on the beams of the house, on the ground, and even in the fire. Dongfang Xiaomo unhurriedly took the silver needles and nailed them to the ground one by one, which seemed to have a sense of performance art.
"Wait, how many silver needles are there in your sleeve?" Wei Ming now saw that Dongfang Xiaomo had fired dozens of silver needles at least, and he was still firing them slowly. With so many needles on his body, doesn't he feel panicked
"Can we wait a while for this kind of irrelevant issue?" Dongfang Xiaomo was distracted for such a while, and he was drawn by a ninja who didn't know where he came from. If Dongfang Xiaomo didn't move fast enough, his entire arm would have to be cut off. However, the clothes were torn, and Dongfang Xiaomo's face turned black. In a fit of anger, six silver needles were sent out, one in his mouth, one on each side of his limbs, and one on his lower body. Nailed to the wall, he can't die, and he will die in pain.
"You are too cruel!" Wei Ming felt his teeth cold. Make up my mind, don’t offend this one in the future. Otherwise, it will definitely make you ecstatic.
"Dare to cut my clothes, doesn't he know that my clothes were stitched out by myself one by one?" Dongfang Xiaomo was really angry.
Wei Ming was speechless, not to mention that these ninjas didn't know, even Wei Ming didn't know. Are your clothes sewn by yourself? No wonder I never saw you buy clothes. In other words, the number of garment shops is a little less now, and you may be able to make a lot of money by opening a few garment shops. If Dongfang Xiaomo knew that Wei Ming could think of such a thing at this time, he would definitely admire Wei Ming.
"It's not over yet! With so many people here, how hateful I am!" Wei Ming was dodged by Dongfang Xiaomo. The people who came were getting better and better, and even Dongfang Xiaomo couldn't take these nasty ninjas lightly. Some ninjas can disappear in the air. Is there still such a thing as anger escape? This is too powerful!
"There are at least one hundred and ten people here, no less than the people here. Tell you, if I can't protect you then, don't blame me." Dongfang Xiaomo already has sweat on his forehead, indicating that he really is. It's struggling. What can Wei Ming have to say? Do your best and obey the fate. However, it is necessary to inspire Dongfang Xiaomo.
"Hey, since I'm dead anyway, you won't be able to go to the Japanese kingdom to start your wonderful killing. Maybe the sea ban will start again, and you won't be able to go to the sea, haha, you will suffer." Wei Ming said humblely.
"Animal animals, I found that you officials like you don’t have a good thing." Dongfang Xiaomo killed the last ninja in front of him. Well, it was perfect. The sword was also very fast. A sword light swept across the ninja’s neck. , Without seeing anyone bleeding out, the person lay down. At this level, I have to say that Dongfang Xiaomo's kung fu is really worthy of his bragging.
"Nobody?" Wei Ming stomped carefully behind Dongfang Xiaomo. There have been no ninjas for a while, and I don't know if they can't help but retreat or die. However, Wei Ming always feels something is wrong. According to the hard-hearted character of the Japanese people, they will never give up until they reach their goals, and they will definitely not be so simple.
"Enlightenment Sir, the enemy outside has been eliminated." The cavalry leader ran in and said to Wei Ming Shili. But Wei Ming felt that the distance between this guy and himself seemed a bit too close.
"Tell my brothers, be careful, those guys shouldn't just let it go." Wei Ming walked out from behind Dongfang Xiaomo and said. Be tough before your hands, at least you can't show your timidity, right? How else would you lead soldiers!
"Yes! But, Master Economics, they will definitely not give up." The cavalry leader said.
"En? What do you say?" Wei Ming felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he had to run back.
"You know when you look at it!" As he said, the cavalry leader seemed to be mad. The three silver needles released by Dongfang Xiaomo were easily blocked by others, and the tip of the knife pointed at Wei Ming. At this moment, Wei Ming had already retreated to a pillar. Suddenly, a person appeared on the pillar, with the steel knife in his hand about to be inserted into Wei Ming's forehead. If this happens, Wei Ming will really stop doing everything.
Wei Ming hasn't recollected it yet. Why did his cavalry leader kill himself? How could there be another person on the pillar? Why did Dongfang Xiaomo suddenly become so weak? Is this the time of his own death? When a knife is stuck in the forehead, where will I go? At this moment, it seemed that time had stopped, and my mind turned quickly, thinking of many things before. The past is vivid in my eyes, as if I have been in a movie.
(In a week, I have been in more than 60 people, and I have lost more than 100 people. Do I have experienced the vicissitudes of life?)