The Empress’s Gigolo

After seeing the return of Siqi, Wei Gu had a smile on his face. After this Wolong Gorge, there was Yima Pingchuan. After speeding up, he could return to Jingshi in half a month, then he could relax and return to see Look at the son and see if the boy has made any progress in his cultivation. (PS, anciently called Broken Dragon Terrace, but Daxia was called Wolongxia)

That kid is also thirteen years old and should be sent to Wuyuan next year.

Looking back at the knights behind them, they all looked relaxed.

In fact, after entering Daxia territory, their nerves have relaxed.

After all, this month's trip can be considered quite hard. Before that, everyone in Da Yao had somehow carried God, and when they returned, they immediately relaxed.

If the Seven Princes of Daxia were attacked in Daxia, that would be a joke.

A hundred celebrity knights, even if they really encounter eye-catching thieves, can crush them into a crush in a split second.

Not to mention the fact that there are two other wheels in the carriage that reach the realm of terrestrial tires, and there is only one step left to worship.

This strength can be regarded as a master no matter where.

In fact, they are not used at all, and in general, all intermediate stages of this wheel can be solved by themselves.

"Get off." Wei Gu extended his right hand and waved forward, the horse team began to move forward.

Entering a hundred meters forward, when approaching Wolong Gorge, suddenly a huge one-meter square stone was smashed from the air with a whistling, and came from the hillside on both sides.

"An enemy attack!" Wei Gu shouted loudly. "Please make offerings."

The hillside next to it is at least more than a hundred meters away. It can throw such a large stone, and it is so powerful that only the strong ones above the wheel can do it.

How could there be several land wheel powerhouses attacking the convoy of the Seven Princes at the same time? Don't they know who they are facing?

Along with Wei Gu's voice, a carriage in the convoy suddenly exploded, and two figures appeared in the air with a ghost image. They were punched on the first two boulder, and suddenly became countless pieces flying around.

"Ah!" There were several screams in the horse team, and ten of the knights rolled over and fell off the horse.

A total of five boulder were smashed. Except for two smashing into the carriage, the other three smashed into the head and tail of the team, but many knights avoided it.

"Somebody, come out." The two offerings fell to the ground and roared.

"Ah ha ha ha ha, grandpa is here." A dozen figures shot from the hillside, surrounding the entire convoy.

There were a total of five cars in the convoy, with a hundred people round the intermediate knight, but it was surrounded by a dozen people.

It seems a bit ridiculous, but neither Weigu nor the two offerings can laugh, and the remaining ninety knights are also nervous.

Around the crowd were sixteen big men. The first person was two meters tall, wearing coarse cloth clothes, and took two wheel-like axes on his hands. The heads were short stubbles one by one like cultivated land. No one else.

The remaining fifteen people have different heights, the shortest one is about eighteen meters, and the highest is two meters two. Like a little giant, each hand is holding heavy weapons that even the strong wheelers find it difficult.

The sixteen people are all ancient people, and they are full of vitality. The former big man made both offerings feel a strong sense of oppression.

As for the other fifteen people, at a glance, we know that the lowest is equivalent to the strength of the ground wheel.

Sixteen earth wheels, one of which even surpassed the peak of the earth wheel, suddenly turned tragic when everyone discovered this fact.

"Dare you attack the frame of the Seventh Prince? Attacking the Seventh Prince in the territory of Daxia, you have to stir up the dispute between the two countries? You can't retreat quickly!" Wei Gu stormed.

"Hahahaha, bullshit, slap, kill." Hongbao laughed a few times, then spit and spit, and shouted a killing word in his mouth. At the same time, he took a round with his right hand, and a large axe the size of a wheel in his hand whirled and flew towards the front cavalry, until he was dragged and dragged under the axe and flew into the air.

But before that, the axe had already brought a **** light, and five or six riders and horses were chopped into two ends, and there was a mournful sound in the field.

Hongbao threw out an axe, took another axe in his right hand, and leaped forward violently. The giant axe slashed straight to Wei Gu. Where did Wei Gu dare to stop, he rushed out from behind the horse.

Hongbao split the horse fart with an axe, and then passed over the vehicle straight from the top of the crowd.

"Leave it to me." The enshrinement of the flying axe was greeted directly, and a long sword was added to the hand, turning it into a white line, as fast as a shooting star.

Hongbao just crossed the axe in the air and just blocked the sword.

Another offering was to rush into the carriage of the seventh prince, pick up the seventh prince in one hand, and break out of the carriage.

With a look of panic and disappointment, the sleeve dance watched the seventh prince taken away by the offering. The seventh prince didn't even stretch out his hand to think about it, and if he died, that was how she felt at this moment. I didn't even feel the splash of wood chips hitting my face when I broke the carriage.

In the end, he was just a doll in the eyes of the seventh prince.

"Is this unstoppable? Otherwise, the dedication would not run away with the seventh prince like this." The sleeve dancer looked at the dozen or so figures who were slaughtering in the crowd, listening to the screams in his ears, his face grinning.

Anyone who can see it can see, it can't be blocked, it can't be blocked at all. You can't stop it even more than twice as much.

"These people don't keep themselves alive." Xiu Wu understood inside. The masters of the ancient ethnic group intercepted and killed the Seventh Prince in Daxia. How big is this?

If it is passed out, I am afraid that it will be shaken throughout the summer.

"Well, give yourself a good time." The sleeve dancer has an extra short sword in his hand, the sword pointed at his chest, and he will be happy just after those people come over, and it won't be too ugly after death.

At the same time, turning to look at the hillside next to it, some trees have begun to glow red, the color of fallen leaves.

This season, this place is really a place to bury your own bones ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It just seems to look more ...

Wei Gu's opponent at this time was not Hongbao. He changed to a big man who used the thick swords of the ancient army. Although he fell behind, he could persist for a while.

Occasionally glanced aside, the whole team had been killed.

The most conspicuous one is the big man with a height of two meters and two feet. Although the movement is not fast, it is faster than the ordinary warrior in the human class. A mace in his hand, sweeping past is a **** rain.

"It's over!" Wei Gu's face looked terrible.

I hope the seventh prince can escape, for the sake of his loyalty, and take care of his family.

Hongbao smirked with an ax, and the terrestrial grade on the opposite side did not dare to resist, and had to pull back.

"Are you a pussy? Will you hide? Come here and fight with Grandpa for 30 rounds. If you don't die, Grandpa will give you his head." Hongbao laughed with a look of contempt in his eyes.