The sun was blazing, and the end of summer was still hot and unbearable. Inside the Qin and Han Pass, the door of the small building was closed, and blood slowly flowed out from the crack of the door, which was extremely creepy. The whole street was cleared, and there were shadows around. Everyone was watching. They knew that something might have happened here, but no one dared to approach the small building. On the first floor, Nangong Xiaoxin fell into the wall, his skull was sunken, and his face was covered with blood. The books he usually collected were scattered all over the floor at this moment, and most of them were destroyed. He didn't care about the pain, and struggled to get up, but failed again and again. "Fuck...Fuck..." Lao Hua's left arm was hanging down, and his other hand was holding a huge axe. He was covered in blood and looked miserable. He cursed. "I said it long ago that I had a conflict with Qin and Han. Storytellers said Hua Xiong died guarding the pass. Cao is a piece of shit. I said I wouldn't come, but he dragged me here..." "I said nothing good would happen if I was with Cao!" There were many people with the surname Hua in the Three Kingdoms, and there was only one person with the surname Hua who was not a doctor.
Of course, if Lao Hua had the opportunity to read more books and learn more about history, he would never make friends with Boss Cao. After all, when the second master warmed the wine and killed Hua Xiong, it was Boss Cao who handed over the wine, and Boss Cao helped. No matter what, Lao Hua promised to help Jiang Bai guard the building, so he had to do it before he died. The injured arm of Lao Hua was glowing at this moment, and the immortal substance quickly repaired the injury. He looked around vigilantly, not daring to take it lightly. The enemy may attack again at any time. A few minutes ago, the small building was attacked. At the first moment of the attack, Cheese directly picked up Shan Hongyi and rushed out of the small building at the fastest speed, and disappeared. This was Jiang Bai's arrangement. Shan Hongyi would only become a burden to everyone if he stayed on the battlefield. Nangong Xiaoxin was knocked down by the opponent before he could make any move. But for some reason, the opponent did not kill Nangong Xiaoxin, but severely injured him. The attack came from an invisible enemy. Lao Hua survived the first wave of attacks and started sublimation without hesitation. From the master of the hall to the real extraordinary, Lao Hua had the strength to fight. A voice came from the second floor, "Stop healing the left arm, three steps to the right, stop, left, six points of force, cut." The moment the voice appeared, Lao Hua took action and acted completely according to the instructions of the opponent. This battle was unfair from the beginning. The undetectable opponent and the sudden attack... If the director hadn't been remotely controlling Lao Hua, he would have died countless times! Boom—— The giant axe fell and collided with the air, making a harsh sound. Lao Hua didn't know what he had hit, nor did he know if this axe had any effect. He had accumulated for many years without advancing. He originally wanted to accumulate strength and make a breakthrough in one breath. Now he was rushing to advance, and he could only play five points at most. He was very frustrated.
But Lao Hua found something more terrifying. Under the command of the director, his five points of strength seemed to play twenty points of combat power! Invisible enemies are scary, but a teammate who can predict the future and anticipate the enemy's moves is even scarier! "Step back, three steps, fall down, and protect your eyes with your right arm." "Throw the giant axe forward, headbutt, hit three times in a row." "Crawl forward four meters, pick up the giant axe, head down, and press your neck on the axe blade." "......" The director's instructions came one after another, and each one was perfectly executed by Lao Hua, even if some instructions sounded extremely strange, as if Lao Hua was sending himself to death. While giving the director full trust, Lao Hua also came to his senses. "The enemy hidden in the air...can't kill people?" The director asked Lao Hua to take risks, but he always escaped unscathed, and even rarely got injured. Combined with the fact that Nangong Xiaoxin was only dying, it was not difficult for Lao Hua to draw a conclusion. The other party can't kill people, or the number of times they can kill is limited, and they don't want to kill more! "I can't see it, but I can hit it and hurt people. Could it be a ghost?" "Ghosts are restricted by rules... Damn, this small building can't be a secret tomb that has never appeared in the world?" If so, their luck is too bad. If this is not the case, it means that a powerful ghost has rashly broken into the small building, and the target is very clear, that is, the director of the second floor! There are only two options: bad and worse! Lao Hua took a deep breath, concentrated, listened to the command on the second floor, and continued to deal with the ghost. Suddenly, a ray of cold air blew in from the broken window. A dark cloud floated in the sky not far away. The temperature dropped. Lao Hua shivered, felt his ears hot, and the harsh sound bumped in his head, as if to mix his head into a paste! Two streams of thick black blood flowed out of his ears, and even if the immortal matter poured in, it could not restore his hearing. Obviously, the ghost was stimulated by something and changed its attack method, attacking with more intense means. Lao Hua suffered a big loss without any preparation! Without the command of the director, he could not survive more than three moves under the ghost! Before Lao Hua could make more moves, his eyes were hot and his vision was also deprived! The next moment, Lao Hua's nose felt hot and he lost his sense of smell completely. He could not hear, see, or smell...
The ghost's methods were beyond Lao Hua's expectations. As soon as the other party sped up, he was unable to resist and was defeated on the spot. For the defeated Lao Hua, the only good news was that the ghost didn't kill him. But for Lao Hua, not killing him was more painful than killing him! He hammered the ground in anger, but he couldn't do much more. There was a thump thump thump sound on the stairs, obviously, the ghost was going upstairs. But Lao Hua couldn't hear it anymore. The ghost left the first floor, and Nangong Xiaoxin, who was embedded in the wall, finally struggled out and staggered towards Lao Hua. He planned to give Lao Hua a simple treatment first, and then go upstairs. Although he knew that going upstairs was useless, Nangong Xiaoxin felt that he should go up. Nangong Xiaoxin didn't take two steps, and suddenly shivered, and goose bumps all over his body. It was clearly the end of summer, why did he feel so cold? Was he going to die? Nangong Xiaoxin checked it briefly, but didn't find many wounds on his body, puzzled. He turned his head away, frozen in place like a statue. An ice-blue cicada flew into the small building from the window. For some reason, the first time Nangong Xiaoxin saw the cicada, he felt that it should be Han Chan. Was it Jiang Bai's trick? Han Chan did not stay on the first floor, but fluttered its wings and flew upstairs. Nangong Xiaoxin's gaze also stopped there. The ghost went upstairs, and Han Chan appeared immediately afterwards. Obviously, this was a game beyond Nangong Xiaoxin's understanding. Nangong Xiaoxin looked extremely worried, and he was extremely anxious but could not do anything. This feeling made him even more tormented. "Can the director... survive..." "If the director died..." Nangong Xiaoxin couldn't help but feel a chill, and thought of a more terrifying question, "Who else can restrain Jiang Bai?"
