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Vol 4 Chapter 170: The Boy in 3 Yuan (Part 2)

Li Guang froze, looked at the two knives in the other person's hands, and did not know what to say. Zhang Nianzu said anxiously: "We are about to lose. What are you still doing here?"

The woman came to understand it at this time, and she was terrified. She said, "You are so young, what can you do?"

Zhang Nianzu waved the knife in his hand and said, "You can cut people with a knife. I have seen many duels in Changan City in these years. I have seen blood and know how to cut people."

Li Guangdi hesitated, looking back at his mother. He had no father since childhood and was extremely filial. Even if his mother gave birth to a young girl, he did not change his attitude towards his mother.

Zhang Nianzu was a little annoyed and said, "The countryman really has no guts."

After saying this, he turned and walked out of the courtyard.

Li Guang shouted at him, pulled out a steel fork from the corner of the chaff, and walked out of the door, saying, "When I used a fork to fight in Guatian, you didn't dare to kill the watermelon."

Zhang Nianzu looked at him with joy and said, "Li Si, I really did not misread you."

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The wind and snow were raging, extremely cold, and there was thick snow on the street.

Changan City has already been frozen. The silence on Suzaku Avenue seems to be the bottom of Snow Lake. There is no sound. Only a few coughs came from the depths of the snow.

Brother coughed in the wind and snow.

When Ning lacked the city and attacked, he still failed. Seeing that he was going to be killed by the viewer, he couldn't continue to wait any longer, so he and the three sisters Yu Yu came to this snowstorm.

Ning Que has not been able to use Chang'an City to isolate the subject from Haotian's world. This is definitely not the opportunity Yu Yu waited for, so they failed again.

The subject walked toward Ning Que on the other side of the street. He suffered more serious injuries and began to cough, but his footsteps were still stable. He stepped on the thick snow on the street, leaving only very pale footprints.

The door beside the street was closed tightly, and there was a quiet tomb in Fangshi not far away.

Ning Que sat on the snowy street, covered in blood, and the snow under him was stained red, making it difficult to stand up.

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Zhang Nianzu and Li Guangdi were hiding in a house. They looked at the situation on the street through the crack of the door. At this time, the weather was too cold, and the snow fell on their faces, as if freezing them.

The two teenagers have been peeping for a while, but there has been no movement. It is not really frozen, but because they feel lonely and scared.

There is no one in the streets, the whole world is so quiet.

They did n’t have helpers, they did n’t see the gangsters that were rampant in the city on weekdays, they did n’t see the envious rangers on weekdays, they did n’t see the Yulin Army who were regarded as idols by all the Chinese teenagers, and they did n’t see the legendary Nanmen Temple. Practitioners, they can only see each other's pale faces and eyes filled with tension and fear.

They are very brave, but after all, they are just ordinary teenagers. When they saw that the gentleman of the academy was defeated by the Tsing Yi monsters one after another, their fear of being diluted with blood once again occupied their mind and body.

"How to do?"

Zhang Nianzu's voice was a little trembling, and he would cry out the next moment, just thinking that this was his own proposal, and he didn't want to let the children in the country look down, so he forced himself.

Li Guangdi was relatively calm, but his pale face also revealed his true mood at this time. He looked at the Tsing Yi Taoist priest walking on the snowy street like a fairy through the door slit, and said with a trembling: "I listen to you."

Zhang Nianzu wanted to swallow and calm down, but found that because of too much tension and fear, his lips were extremely dry and there was no saliva at all, so he felt so ashamed.

Shame is the truest source of courage, especially for the Tang people.

Zhang Nianzu grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed twice, and said, "I'll go first."

Because there was ice and snow in his mouth, and because his voice was a little vague, Li Guangdi didn't hear clearly.

At the next moment, he suddenly found Zhang Nianzu kicked the wooden door and ran to the snow street with a knife. Only then did he understand what was happening, and quickly grabbed the fork and followed.

When I came to Xuejie and saw the monster in Tsing Yi, Zhang Nianzu's courage lifted by the ice and snow suddenly disappeared, most of his arms were weak, and the kitchen knife and hatchet held in his hand were dragged behind his body. It looks very funny, but he is still running.

"Monster, come to life!" He shouted.

Li Guangdi carried the fork and rushed behind him. His face was paler than the snow on the street. His arms were trembling, and it seemed that the fork might fall to the ground at any time.

"Chalk your mother!" He shouted.

They don't know who the Tsing Yi Taoist is, and they don't even know who his mother is, but they know that the other party is a monster that Mr. Academy can't beat, so they know that the other party is terrible.

They were scared, but they rushed past.

Because there is a breath between their chest and abdomen.

They probably don't even know what that qi is because they have no strength, but they know that if they don't rush over at this time, they will look down on themselves.

Changan City in the wind and snow is silent and invincible.

At this time, two young men from Sanyuanli, carrying kitchen knives and hatchets, holding steel forks that guard Guaguatian, rushed out swearing all the way.

Their voices were trembling, and they sounded like they were crying.

They burst into tears and rushed to the unimaginable enemy.

This screen looks ridiculous.

But not ridiculous.

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Changan City is quiet, but of course there are people.

In the streets under the morning snow, countless eyes are watching the movement on Suzaku Boulevard.

'S subject is very clear. Walking all the way through the snow, he feels the hostility behind those doors more clearly.

He did not care, because although this war happened in the world, it has already exceeded the scope of the world, and no ordinary person is eligible to participate in this war.

Today's Battle ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The Academy and the Tang Dynasty did not use any military force, which is proof.

So when he saw two teenagers rushing toward him with a knife and fork, he was a little surprised.

Looking at the subject's expression slightly, then enlightened, returning to calm as the ice melts.

He looked at the two teenagers and smiled slightly.

Is not mocking, but mercy, but there is no respect, because that is the value of the world.

He is Haotian's spokesperson.

He looked at the two teenagers, as if he was standing in the sky, looking at the ants on the ground.

The fight of the ants will not let Haotian feel too much emotion, but will only feel a little fun.

There is one more person on Snow Street.

Ning Que sitting in the blood snow, his expression changed slightly.

His expression has changed very subtly.

Is not a minor change.

This change came suddenly.

Looking at the two teenagers, he felt that there was such a thing in the world.

These things he did for Changan City made sense.

In other words, this Chang'an City and the people living in the city are worth working hard for, such as these two pale-faced, staggering teenagers.

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