Chapter 31 Various Pigs Run

"How can you know the result if you don't experiment?" Butterfly Dance said quite simply: "Let's find a village and experiment."

Everyone praised it, which was a good idea.

"Have you seen the village?" In the scorching sun, Dugu picked flowers while pouring an empty pot and looking at the sky in the distance.

The swordsman had to shake his head truthfully: "You have drunk all the water, but the Kester City hasn't arrived yet, butterfly door master, your map,,,,,,,?"

"Don't doubt the correctness of my map." Butterfly Dance rejected the swordsman's protest with an unquestionable tone.

"I didn't say that your map was wrong. I guess the scale is wrong." The sword clan grabbed the empty kettle in Dugu Caihua's hand and poured the last drop of water into his mouth.

"What is the scale?" Xiao Yu, who is always curious about new things, looked at the swordsman blankly.

"You don't understand even if you say it." The swordsmen really don't want to worry about this knowledge brought from the earth. A map that grabbed the butterfly dancer: "I think Kester City should be not far away."

"You are dizzy, aren't you?" The butterfly dance grabbed it back: "It's definitely not wrong on the map. Kester City is right in front of you."

"You have said this more than 30 times."

"My map does not allow your doubts." After saying that, the butterfly dance pulled the map left and right and began to compare.

"Don't look, we have to walk about ten miles to get to Kester." After saying that, the light work under their feet accelerated again.

Butterfly Dance protested directly: "You must be wrong. We should only walk onemile."

one li, two li,,,,,

"We have walked 12 miles." Xiao Yu couldn't help touching all kinds of messy skin care products on her body. His eyes were even more angry and murderous.

The butterfly dance is speechless, and the swordsman is defeated. Is your guess wrong?

"Look, there is a caravan in front." At this time, there was a fire in Dugu's throat, and he couldn't help but be excited when he saw the caravan.

"Go and ask." The butterfly dance was too lazy to touch the horses and began to command the two men.

"Phog flowers, you stay here, I'll go." As soon as the swords finished their words, they rushed out like arrows from the string. The speed is shocking.

"It seems that Brother Suo is also dry." Cast the sword gracefully.

Dugu Caihua licked her dry lips: "I can even get angry in my throat." Dugu Caihua took a look at Xiao Yu after saying: "Don't wipe it either. Your skin color is also black."

"Looking for death." Xiao Yu picked up the whip and threw it over.

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"How's it going?" Butterfly dance is most concerned about the current situation.

"Didn't you see it?" The swordsman threw the kettle speechlessly.

"What did you see?" The butterfly dance took the kettle and poured it into his mouth desperately.

"Those Yi people saw Brother Suo fly over and threw away all the goods and so on, and ran away directly." Zhu Jian Wanrong, who has been paying attention to the sword clan, has revealed the truth.

"Your sister, why is this so bad? It's not water." Butterfly dance coughed vigorously. Coughing and complaining at the same time.

"I didn't say it was water." After saying that, the swordsman took the kettle and gave it to Zhu Jian Wanrong.

Seeing the butterfly dance red and as if she had eaten Xiaoqiang, Wanrong sniffed at the end of her nose with a kettle: "Xiandler. Famous wine produced in the Kingdom of the Federated States of Demacia.

(Demarcia: one of the twelve countries of the Yi people)

"Is it still fragrant?" Dieyiwu couldn't wait to vomit all the wine in her stomach: "It's too bad."

"Is there no water?" Xiao Yu looked at the Soege swordsman full of expectation.

The swords shook their heads: "It's full of wine, and it's probably the Yi merchants who sell wine." Zhu Jian Wanrong heard that there was no water, and there was nothing to say. She sent the wine pot into her mouth in fear.

Dugu looked at Zhu Jian Wanrong drinking, and his voice was as dry as fire and said, "Sister Wanrong, hurry up, I'm thirsty."

"What's the hurry? A big man can't even stand this.

"Has the swordsman asked what happened?"

The swordsman shook his head: "No, people are running fast. By the time I get to their car, they have already got on the horse and run away, and it's too late to chase them."

"Why do I feel something wrong?" After saying that, the butterfly dance frowned and looked into the distance.

The swordsman smiled and said, "What's wrong with this? Aren't you just afraid of the Chinese?" As soon as the swordsman's voice fell, his face finally changed: "Yes,,,,,,,,."

"Run." The reaction speed of the butterfly dance was really not slow, and in an instant, there were black armored iron horses all over the mountains in front of him. Compared with the army in front of him, the 200 knights who appeared in Magras before were simply small. Looking at the situation in front of us, there are obviously no less than 2,000 troops, ten times as many as before.

The wine in Dugu Caihua's mouth sprayed directly from his mouth: "So many? What are they here for?

"Don't ask?" The swordsman grabbed Dugu's flower clothes and dragged them back.

"All the people of the Light obeyed their orders. In front of them are a group of pagan robbers, enemies of the God of Light, who threaten us,,,,,."

Listening to the words of the mobilization before the Yi officers' charge, the swords, who have had one experience, are absolutely in a first-class situation. They have never eaten pork and seen pigs run. Of course, the swords have now eat pork and have seen pigs running. And I met twice in two days.

The words of mobilization in front of them spread to the ears of the swordsmen, and the official road was fast for a moment.

"What does Nike move? I didn't see me talking." The Yi officer, who was still training with his back to the sword clan, pointed to a small captain who wanted to break the training with a long sword.

When the officer said this, who dared to talk more? For a moment, the hills were silent.

,,,,,

Finally, these people of the Yi nationality breathed a sigh of relief, and their officer finally finished his official words. Turning around and seeing that his face immediately became ugly, he looked up to the sky and roared, "Where are the people?"

"Run away." The little officer named Nike replied truthfully.

"Chasing." The cross sword in the hands of the Yi general raised his hand to the sky. At the end of the shape, he asked the whole army: "Where did they go?"

"In chief's words, they ran south." The answer is still the Nike captain.

"The whole army will attack." The generals of the Yi clan issued the final battle order, but by this time, the sword clan had completely disappeared.

Looking at the Yi cavalry running south in the distance, the swordsmen sitting on the tree suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that someone has offended the Yi people again."

"It goes well that Jian Xiao must have done a restless good thing." The butterfly dance never forgets to belittle the sword flute. At this moment, it is no exception.

"If it doesn't go on like this, it will be difficult for us to walk." After saying that, Xiao Yu poured the last drop of Shandler's wine into her mouth: "We don't even have water to drink now." After saying that, Xiao Yu threw the wine pot that had completed the mission on the ground.

"Let's find a village to settle down." The swordsman proposed.

This opinion has been agreed by everyone, and everyone has seen that it will be hunted down near the city. The army of more than 2,000 people is really difficult to resist with five people. Then you can only go to the countryside.

"There is cooking smoke in front." Dugu picked flowers and pointed to a green smoke floating in the sky happily.

"And there is more than one. Let's go. There must be a village ahead." After saying that, Xiao Yu rushed forward in a fiery atmosphere.

"Sure enough, it's cooking smoke." Xiao Yu was full of interest and returned with great interest.

The swords did not expect this to be the case. Looking at the scene in front of them, it was simply a refugee camp, plus a militia guerrilla.

A golden light flew by with a 'dong' sound. The wooden gun head fell to the ground, and the ricke Yi people with the wooden gun looked a little panicked. The butterfly dance is really too fast. If it hadn't been for the swordsman and their martial arts skills, I guess they would have had dementia like the Yi people.

"What are you, infidels?" A blonde old man in a tattered robe raised a wooden stick in his hand and roared at the swordsmen.

"Why do I think this guy is familiar?" Xiao Yu held her chin thoughtfully.

"It's not familiar. That's a magician. The magicians of the Yi clan are all dressed like this, but it seems that this old man has four layers of wingless realm." The butterfly dance also commented there with his chin.

"Can you feel the magic?" The swordsman felt a little surprised. If the butterfly dance is telling the truth, it can be comparable to the miracle of the world. After all, you can feel too little magic from the Chinese. This number is as rare as the internal force that the Yi people can sense in their bodies. It is simply a rare variety of the top national treasure.

"There are four stars on his chest, which can be seen at a glance."

After listening to the answer of the butterfly dance, I also know how disappointed the swordsman is.

"You infidels, leave our village quickly, otherwise the god of light will inevitably bring disaster to the world." The old man saw that the person in front of him was motionless, and the threat in his language went up again.

"We seem to have offended other people's beliefs." Zhu Jian Wanrong looked at everything in front of him with some worry.

"We respect other people's beliefs very much." After saying that, the butterfly dance stretched out his hand towards the sword clan.

The swordsman immediately retreated: "What are you doing?"

"Get the money." The butterfly dance simply hooked the palm of its hand.

The sword clan breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, he almost thought that the butterfly dance was going to grab the Jie clan and take out a stack* from his arms. Take out a piece from inside: "100 legal coins."

"Ten."

"We don't have to be so generous." Dugu Caihua was a little jealous, and the money of the sword clan was all his future salary.

"Come on, I'm bleeding." After saying that, the swordsman took nine pieces for the butterfly dance.