Chapter 88 (1/2)

Next to the evil cult cave, it is about 70 or 80 miles away from the market town, deep in the town member's mansion and in the martial arts field.

Town member LAN Qifu is guiding three girls and practicing their shooting skills.

The ground was cracked by gunfire, like being pushed by an iron plow. There were gullies everywhere, and the brick walls of the courtyard were mottled and fragmented. The walls trembled when the breeze blew, as if they could collapse anytime, anywhere!

”Don't be afraid to destroy things and buildings. The more powerful your three talents are, the more powerful your martial arts will be, and the safer the town will be. When the house collapses, the villagers can build and repair again, but the villagers are dead, that is, they are homeless. Shoot one shot at a time, treat the flowers, plants and mottled walls as heretics, and stab them to death and make them cool, so as to serve the countryside Relatives take revenge for the people. ”

LAN Qifu roared and his voice became hoarse: ”think about it, why did the king of Yu give you the mark of Zhenwu? Why did he give you advice on martial arts? It's for you to protect tens of thousands of people and villagers in this town. It's for you to pick up your guns and fight bravely with those cults. As long as the guns are still in your hands, the hope is still there!”

”What my uncle said is that the gun is still there, and the hope is there! The three sisters, whose parents were killed by evil believers, are homeless people. It is my uncle and the villagers who take us in. We should hold the iron gun in our hands and live with the town.”

”My sister is right! Princess Yu saved the three of us from the evil cult first, and then gave us the seal of Zhenwu. We are deeply grateful for these kindness and can't forget it all our life. After killing all the evil believers, we will follow to the death.”

”Uncle, you should also pay attention to your health. When you are old and your qi and blood decline, you can't stand tossing and turning. You don't dare to be sad and happy. Your qi and blood rush, otherwise you are prone to problems!”

Blue sky color, blue earth color and blue man color. The three sisters took their guns and stood up, slowly walking towards lanqifu.

”Hehe, I'm old. I'm old. I'm just surviving. I can be appreciated by the king of Yu before I die. I can see your destination. In fact, I'm in peace when I die.” Lan Qifu was mentioned about his physical condition. His eyes immediately darkened and smiled decadent.

”Who said that? We can see that my uncle has great talent and wisdom. How can I say death before he shows his ambition?” blue sky color, the eldest and wisest, refuted immediately!

”Yes! What my sister said is right! My uncle usually thinks of himself as a thousand mile horse. Why is he no longer ambitious? He is decadent now?” the blue man color is the smallest, but it is also very pleasant. The ghost horse is clever. As soon as his eyes turn, he continues to comfort: ”Uncle, you are now the staff of Prince Yu. If you die, it will be the loss of Prince Yu. He will not sit and watch your accident. He is a big man. He can turn corruption into magic. There must be a treasure to prolong life and expand blood. It's no big deal that the three sisters beg him!”

”En en, what my sister said is very true!” Lan Di CAI was not good at expressing his emotions, but nodded hard, holding the gun tighter in his hand.

These days, since Hong Yu left, the cults have organized several sieges. Even with the help of Hong Yu's Zhenwu mark, the tricolor sisters have broken through to the Lingwu realm, but they are still tired to resist with all kinds of precautions in the town.

LAN Qifu has predicted that the next wave of evil believers will be several times more than the previous evil believers, and the death of zhenpo people is in front of him. Therefore, on the one hand, he asked the tricolor sisters to practice their marksmanship and martial arts, on the other hand, he lost his confidence and felt that the future was dark.

The three color sisters understand all this, but they can't say it, because it will only make everyone more desperate! They can only comfort LAN Qifu and see if it can play some role.

”Ha ha, Princess Yu is also a prince. He is not the son of heaven. One word becomes a prophecy and his words follow suit. He can change his life against the sky. I'm going to die. God wants me to die, and no one can save me!” Lan Qifu seems to be ten years old. His whole body is bent and old.

”Who said that? God doesn't count. I won't let you die, and no one can let you die!”

Suddenly, a voice came from afar, loud and grand, straight into the sky, and scattered the clouds in the sky!

Domineering?!

Arrogance?!

do not know what oneself or others are talking about?!

Or open mouth?!

Lanchifu and the tricolor sisters were shocked, numb, their pupils were tight, and their chin was about to fall off.