Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 241 The Master of the National Teacher Becomes Stupid X (1)
He wants them to be buried with them all!
Since his mother and queen are all gone, what does the life and death of these people have to do with him? !

All the noble men and women behind looked at the hut.

Snow covered the roof of the hut in a thick layer, and the old man sat there, still haggard, eyes still closed, as if he was dying.

Everyone knows what kind of consequences will happen as long as Xie Heng's rocket is shot.

The hut will undoubtedly be destroyed.

The people in the house will undoubtedly die.

Because there were hundreds of arrows, and what was fighting was not the old man, but the wider hut.

This old man looks very powerful. If all these rockets are shot at him, then, with his ability, he may be able to dodge these arrows, but what he has to do is to protect this hut.

Sometimes, protection is a thousand times more difficult than defense.

With such a wide range and hundreds of arrows, how could he completely exclude all these arrows at the same time with one hand?But as long as there is a little carelessness and an arrow escapes his control, then the hut behind him can only disappear in the flames.Moreover, even if he tried his best to block the first wave of attacks, what should he do with the second wave and the third wave?

This is completely impossible.

However, the old and haggard old man stood there, but he still did not give in.

That's a kind of disdain.

Everyone doesn't know, what is the strength of this old man's refusal?

The most powerful person here is probably Yun Jin, but he stood there frowning, and he couldn't solve the predicament in front of him at all.

And at this moment, Xie Heng's eyes were already filled with a sharp light.

As soon as he pressed his hand, his voice also fell.

"shoot!"

shoot!shoot!shoot!
call out--

Hundreds of rockets were thus shot from their bows!
Wrapped in raging flames, the arrows pierced through the snowy curtain, approaching!

Closer!

Uncle Wang still didn't move, nor did he open his eyes, as if he was waiting for death.

Xie Heng's eyes were also slowly fading, because he and everyone were waiting for the moment when hundreds of arrows pierced the room in an instant, and then the flames burst out.

The closest rocket to the hut is no more than five meters away.

How long does it take for five meters, how many blinks?

But at this moment, the haggard old man sitting there opened his eyes.

Those eyes that seemed to be stagnant water finally showed some sharpness, but, a little, but, this point is very important!

He stood up.

Then, straightened up.

The old man who was hunched on weekdays straightened his waist like this, nothing could be simpler.

But once he stood up, the withered old man became an insurmountable, towering mountain.

Then, he completely opened his eyes.

Everyone seemed to have their hearts pinched together.

What is under the eyes!
There is a sea of ​​killing in the eyes!It's the battlefield of iron and blood!It is a victorious battle in the snow field!Under those gazes, how many bones of iron generals are inhabited!It has fallen again, how many heroes of the royal city!

That is, the real king of the battlefield!What is Yun Jin? In his eyes, he is just one, a junior!

How can a generation of kings who walk alone in front of tens of thousands of troops be afraid of hundreds of people like you.

From the moment he opened his eyes to when he stood up straight, the nearest arrow was no more than one meter away from him.

(End of this chapter)