Mount and Blade Central Asia

But seeing Li Rufeng holding the magic sword and retreating step by step towards the door, Vior finally realized that he had been exposed.

"Master, why don't you accept my toast and drink the penalty wine?" Bi'er simply stopped pretending. She knew that there was a strange power maintaining a subtle connection between Li Rufeng and her personal guards, so she had already guided Princess Parisa to move those personal guards away.

Although the guards only listen to Li Rufeng himself, Princess Pan Lisa is Li Rufeng's bride after all. Besides, tonight is their wedding night. It would be unacceptable for these guards to listen to their own master's advice, right?

So all these guards are now outside the corridor, and it will take them at least twenty seconds to rush in. For Vior, these twenty seconds are enough for Daifenfeng to turn the corridor into the most complicated maze in the world.

Of course, it is generally recognized that the one who knows the maze best is Azure Wind, but Dark Pink Wind's maze also has its own characteristics. For example, the hot bodies of the other dozen or so nuns are integrated into the maze, forming a wonderful and fun "wall-dong". Whenever the guards passing by are tempted by this free "delicacy", they will never be able to get out.

Bi'er had enough time to have fun with the shaman. Although she originally planned to be the one being played, it was not impossible to reverse the roles now. She was proficient in both offense and defense, and could bring her lover the pleasure from both aspects.

"Hiss...hiss..." Pi'er's snake tongue suddenly swung out more than two meters long, and before Li Rufeng could react, it licked a bloody mark on his face.

Pi'er controlled the strength of her tongue just right, licking away the epidermis on Li Rufeng's face, revealing the dermis underneath. Her saliva was the best aphrodisiac, so she started by increasing the intensity of the action for Master Li!

Chapter 686 It’s burning!

A flame suddenly burst out from the magic sword, directly burning Peor's tongue. The four wind gods have never been united, and the struggle between them is far greater than the fight in the mortal world.

But among them, Scarlet Wind is undoubtedly the most special one. He asks for nothing. The only thing he wants is to make the world a river of blood and a mountain of corpses, and this world has already packed these up and delivered them to his door.

No one knows the relationship between the great conqueror and the Scarlet Wind, but his son Milansha is indeed a believer of the Scarlet Wind, and the most senior believer, so much so that his body has mutated and he has become neither human nor demon.

However, even the Eagle of Order was unable to follow up on this day's clues. People were afraid that Timur was a follower of Scarlet Wind, but they were also afraid that he was not.

Because Timur's record was so horrific, if he was a believer of the Scarlet Wind, those opponents who had been defeated, killed, and exiled by him would have some comfort that they were not defeated by worldly forces.

But what if he wasn't?

After careful consideration, the Eagle of Order chose to turn a deaf ear to the issue concerning Grand Lord Milansha. They believed that if the great conqueror was not a follower of the Scarlet Wind, he would have already begun to contact that side.

His son Milansha was just a stepping stone, and the great conqueror chose to examine the evil god who extended an olive branch to him in the most cautious way.

As everyone saw, Scarlet Wind did not give Miransha any preferential treatment just because he was Timur's son. The prince was still twisted into an appearance that was more in line with Scarlet Wind's preference.

That's why Timur summoned extraordinary people from all over the country to suppress Maharaja Miran Shah, and that's why the story of Maharaja Miran Shah being imprisoned came about.

In the most optimistic forecast of the Eagle of Order, the contact between the Great Conqueror and Scarlet Wind was not pleasant and the talks between the two sides broke down. This undoubtedly proved that Timur had the choice to turn to Scarlet Wind at any time.

It was even difficult for the Order Enforcement Organization to predict what kind of improvement would be brought to the Scarlet Wind itself if the Great Conqueror offered war and massacre to the Scarlet Wind in the way he was best at.

The magic sword in Li Rufeng's hand is undoubtedly a symbol of the "friendship" between Scarlet Wind and Timur. He even allowed the power he bestowed to be contained in metal by humans using forging skills.

Li Rufeng subconsciously used the swordsmanship taught by Princess Parisa to stab the monster in the house. As a lord who was not good at fighting, Li Rufeng at least had a brain that was good at thinking.

He doesn't know his enemy, but he knows his strengths and weaknesses.

Li Rufeng's advantage is that the magic sword in his hand is undoubtedly a divine weapon. In secular battles, this sword can only cut iron like mud, but in this kind of battle involving the power of miracles and the followers of the other four wind gods, it can truly exert its full power!

The disadvantage is that no matter how sharp or magical this magic sword is, it is still a two-handed sword with an exaggerated length, making it difficult to exert its full power indoors. It is a weapon born for war and is used for large-scale attacks.

Li Rufeng weighed the space in the room and the corridor in an instant, and decisively chose to rush into the room to maximize his advantage.

The bedroom in the workshop chosen by Li Rufeng as her wedding room has always been the bedroom of successive governors of Mosul. Although it has lost its former luxury during several wars, it is at least large enough.

Of course, this is big enough only when it refers to being big enough as a bedroom. Its actual area is about 20 square meters, and it is not distributed in a square shape, but is in the shape of a concave character as a whole, with the entrance being in the sunken part of the character.

In addition, the room is furnished, has a fireplace, and torch racks are distributed on both sides of the wall, so the interior space cannot be said to be spacious.

Li Rufeng tried his best to take advantage of the magic sword's length. He held the hilt with his left hand and pressed the unopened weak side of the sword with his right hand, stabbing it at the bulge on the enemy's chest like a spear.

Strictly speaking, that should be the chest, but Li Rufeng really didn't want to admit that it was a woman's voluptuous part. No woman would have such a long row of mammary organs on her chest. The last time he saw something so heavy was on Duriel in the remastered version of Diablo II.

So Master Li showed no mercy and stabbed it with great force, hoping to destroy the filth in this world!

"You're going to play such a heavy game right away! I like it!" Bi'er dodged Li Rufeng's attack by turning sideways, with a morbid fanaticism on her face, as if she wholeheartedly believed that Li Rufeng was playing boudoir fun with her.

As a follower of the Dark Pink Wind, Vior is no longer a mortal. She is more like a high-level Plague Knight under the command of the Corrupted Green Wind. She is a kind of pollution in herself and a cross-border existence.

Her strength is stronger than that of humans, her speed is faster than that of humans, and her reaction is sharper than that of humans. When she dodged Li Rufeng's attack, the two-handed sword from Princess Parisa in her hand was skillfully lifted up and hit Li Rufeng's chin heavily from bottom to top.

If it weren't for this sword, still with its scabbard, this sword alone would have split half of Li Rufeng's face in half.

But Bi'er did not suffer without paying a price. He underestimated Li Rufeng and also underestimated the magic sword in his hand from the Scarlet Wind Knight.

Before he was hit, Li Rufeng slid the magic sword down. The long row of plump breasts on the monster's chest were too prominent and were finally injured by the magic sword. With just this one blow, three of the six mammary organs were cut off.

"Ah! Hate it!" Bi'er turned on one leg with a graceful ballet-like posture, covering her chest with one hand and dancing a sword flower in the air with the other hand with a two-handed sword. Without the need to continue pretending, her height and arm span easily supported this movement.

But soon, it was not so easy for Vior. The flames burning on the magic sword were not extinguished by Vior. Instead, they began to spread along the delicate skin on Vior's chest, as if they would burn her to death if they disagreed with her!

"Damn barbarian!" This time, Pi'er really screamed, but this unexpected pain also brought her incomparable pleasure.

Anyone chosen by the Daifen Wind will gradually enter this field after enjoying the pleasure of sex. Their lower limit will be broken repeatedly, and their threshold of pleasure will be continuously raised.

It’s not like Peor hasn’t enjoyed the real pleasure of burning before, but today is different. The flame is more deadly. It is the vicious flame from the Scarlet Wind!

Chapter 687 Directed Blasting!

"Damn it, this is not a power you can possess!" In front of Li Rufeng, Pi'er grabbed the skin on the right side of his abdomen with one hand and pulled it hard. The skin from the abdomen to the bottom of the neck was torn off like a sticker, revealing the dark red flesh underneath.

Before the skin even hit the ground, it was burned to ashes by the flames of the magic sword.

"You bastard! You have to do this to me on my wedding night, right?" Li Rufeng was half drunk after all. Under the influence of alcohol, his fear and caution were gradually replaced by courage and recklessness.

Master Li strode forward, brandishing his magic sword to force the monster in front of him back: "Where is Parisa! What did you do to her?"

"My dearest lord, are you drunk? I am your Parisa!" Pier smiled sweetly, using one leg as the axis, and rolled backwards like a compass to create distance. She continued to speak in the voice of Princess Parisa, "Didn't you just slash me with your sword? You are so ruthless!"

Li Rufeng shut his mouth immediately. Although he was worried about Parisa's life or death, he knew very well that when facing these believers of the Four Wind Gods, words would always be the most pale and powerless means. Only if you break their limbs and put the sword on their necks, will they have a chance of telling you the truth.

After realizing that his personal guards were temporarily trapped in the corridor behind him, Li Rufeng also knew that his retreat was cut off.

Although more guards were coming from other directions with their soldiers, and someone had already notified Weng Guo, Immortal Qiu Fucheng, and the knights of the Eagle of Order, but in the next few minutes, Li Rufeng had to rely on himself.

Li Rufeng didn't know much about the followers of the Dark Pink Wind, but he was definitely impressed. After all, the followers of the Rotten Green Wind and the Azure Wind didn't crawl under his bed to give him a surprise.

And now, these perverts are here to disrupt his wedding night again. They are going to make him a mortal enemy!

Master Li strode forward. Although he had no advantage in terms of physical strength and skills, he still gained the upper hand by relying on the power of the magic sword.

Although this bedroom is large, it cannot withstand the height and long legs of the abnormal person opposite. Two consecutive show-off turns and rolls have forced himself into a corner.

Li Rufeng remembered the sword-wielding mantra Parisa taught him. He retained only 40% of his strength each time he swung the sword, and the tip of the sword never made hard contact with the ground or the wall.

Although he only studied for a few months, with the help of the system, Master Li has learned it. As long as the values ​​are still there, there will be no problem of unstable foundation or regression.

During this period of time, Princess Parisa was simply astonished and felt that Li Rufeng was a genius who could understand things at a glance.

However, although Bi'er was not a swordsman proficient in two-handed swordsmanship, she had control over her body that was unimaginable for mortals. She used the two-handed sword as a one-handed sword, constantly using her clever strength to guide Li Rufeng's sword momentum, not giving him the opportunity to cut off her weapon with the advantage of the weapon.

Then, in Li Rufeng's astonished eyes, Pi'er spread out his ten toes on his bare feet, took two steps at a time, and rushed up with his back to the wall like Spider-Man, jumping over Li Rufeng's head. In the blink of an eye, the two switched offense and defense, and it was Li Rufeng who was trapped in a blind spot!

Pi'er stood there in a split-leg position, his free hand swiping narcissistically across his slender, straight thigh. Taking advantage of his unusual proportions, he slid his fingers all the way to his toes. He turned his head and flirted with Li Rufeng, "I don't know how you saw through my disguise, but don't you think I'm beautiful?"

Bi'er stood up straight, showing off his "graceful" figure to Li Rufeng, and said seductively, "Those ordinary people may be afraid of me, but you are not ordinary, Li Rufeng. You are the chosen one chosen by the Four Gods. You deserve a higher standard of aesthetics..."

"Shut up! I'm about to vomit!" Li Rufeng really couldn't bear to look at the other person. Not to mention the other person's body structure that was beyond the bottom line and looked messy, just the red and white muscles and tissues on the chest and belly reminded Li Rufeng of the scene in the dissection room.

People can have strong tastes, but they can’t be weird!

Rushing into anything will only hurt you...

At this time, outside the bedroom wall, Weng Guo was carefully digging a hole with a finger-length dagger. This thing was provided by Qiu Fucheng and was said to have the effect of cutting iron like mud.

In fact, this is true. The walls of this bedroom are built with whole large bluestones as building materials. The hardness is beyond doubt. No one thought about opening windows at the beginning of construction. Only a few ventilation holes were left around the top, so safety issues are definitely guaranteed.

Right now, Weng Guo and the others wanted to dig a hole here to rescue Li Rufeng.

Qiu Fucheng took one look at the corridor that led directly to the bedroom and shook his head. That place was equivalent to using more than a dozen lives as sacrifices, and was temporarily stripped away from reality. Even if he could purify it, it would take several hours.

By that time, Li Rufeng would have been dead long ago. These "experts" from the Ming Dynasty had some understanding of Li Rufeng's abilities.

"Use gunpowder and blow up the wall directly!" This was the solution they came up with. As the ancestor of playing with gunpowder, the immortal Qiu Fucheng from Chaotian Palace naturally also mastered the exquisite technology of making and using gunpowder.

He provided a new type of gunpowder that was said to be many times more powerful than the current black powder. Its original purpose was to be used as a material for performing Taoist magic, but now it is sufficient for making holes in walls.

Weng Guo quickly used the dagger in his hand to open sixteen holes about ten centimeters deep and three centimeters in diameter on the wall, and then stuffed the "firecrackers" provided by Qiu Fucheng into them.

Before lighting the fire, he seemed to suddenly remember something: "Master, this thing won't directly kill the people inside, right?"

"It's death anyway, so let's take a gamble and see his fate." Qiu Fucheng had an indifferent expression on his face. As a Taoist priest, he naturally did not believe in fate, but you, Li Rufeng, are known to the outside world as the God-chosen Shaman of Changshengtian. If you don't gamble your life at this time, what else can you gamble on?

Weng Guo's face darkened, but there was no other good solution at the moment. Letting Li Rufeng fight hand-to-hand with the followers of the Four Wind Gods inside would not lead to a better result.

No, to be exact, Li Rufeng being corrupted is definitely worse than his death.

"You must light the fuse in the order I told you. I have calculated the time. If the order is wrong, the power will not be that great!" Qiu Fucheng was the first to hide far away, covering his ears with his hands and warned.

"Okay!" Weng Guo gritted his teeth, pressed a firecracker to light it, and then ran to the side.

Chapter 688: Reimbursement, Boss

Bi'er's perception was sharp. She had heard the whispered plotting of the Ming people outside the wall, and also heard the sound of Weng Guo digging holes in the wall with a knife. But Bi'er was a believer of Daifenzhifeng. She was uneducated and could not understand what these people were saying at all.

The only purpose of her keen senses was to enjoy sensory pleasure. In Pi'er's knowledge, it would take a while to dig through such a thick wall even with the use of magic weapons.

But those Ming people did not play by the rules. With a loud bang, the room was suddenly shaken violently. Obvious cracks instantly appeared on the wall, and a pungent smell spread along with the dust that was shaken up.

Li Rufeng was lucky. He was standing in front of the wall on the other side and was just startled, with his ears buzzing, but Pior was in a terrible situation.

Although Pior was not directly affected by the explosion, her senses were too sharp. The huge explosion woke up almost all the residents near the Governor's Mansion, not to mention her who was nearby.

The follower of the Dark Pink Wind had his eardrums shattered in an instant, and his entire brain clearly felt the shock. He sat down on the ground in embarrassment, and even his weapon was thrown aside.

Another good news is that in the midst of this huge explosion, the real Princess Parisa finally got rid of the scarlet dream, rushed out of the closet with a red face, and looked at the battle situation in the room in a daze.

Boom!

Weng Guo, who looked just averagely strong, had a golden light flashing on his face. He directly broke through the cracked wall. With a shield in one hand and a goose-feather knife in the other, he stood there with a strong smell of gunpowder and glanced around before he felt relieved.

"Master Li, this way!" Weng Guo pointed to the hole he had just crashed into behind him and looked at the demon sitting on the floor with caution. "Master Qiu is outside."

"Today is our wedding night, how can you leave?" Pi'er slowly got up from the ground, as if still immersed in the fantasy of being a bride. Pointing at the wound on her body, she said, "We have had physical contact!"

Hearing what Pi'er said, Princess Parisa and Weng Guo looked at Li Rufeng at the same time. The former might not understand what the followers of Daifenzhifeng looked like, but the latter definitely knew that they were just watching the fun.

Li Rufeng's face turned dark and he pulled Parisa out.

"I said, you can't leave, husband!" Pier suddenly opened her mouth, and pink mist immediately spread out of her mouth, or to be more precise, Pier turned into a human shower head, and all the holes in her body were spraying out this pink mist.

In a blink of an eye, fog filled the bedroom, and Princess Parisa had just left through the hole in the wall.

"When I came here, that lord gave me his blessing. If you, my husband, leave this bedroom, I promise that even if I die, I will turn this city into a city of bliss tonight." Bi'er said in the fog, his voice moving from left to right, and even Weng Guo could not accurately judge the other party's position.

"Haven't you been worried about the lack of population?" Pi'er's voice came to Li Rufeng's ears, and his long, snake-like tongue even licked Li Rufeng's ear provocatively. "After tonight, everything in Mosul that can get pregnant will get pregnant, but I can't say what the child will be."

"It's useless to threaten me with these strangers?" Li Rufeng swung the magic sword in his hand violently to his ear, but hit nothing. He followed Parisa without hesitation and left the bedroom, not caring about Pi'er's threats at all.

He is not a saint, he is a ruler, at most a ruler with some bottom line and morals.

If Peor was threatening Li Rufeng in Aleppo, he might have hesitated, but in Mosul? Come on, Li Rufeng can't control everything. He's not God.

Bi'er was obviously confused by Liu Rufeng's reaction. Good people should be pointed at with guns. How could you leave so easily?

"Hmph, Lord Li, don't believe its nonsense. I, the old Taoist priest, want to see how it can make such a big fuss right under my nose!" Outside the cave, Qiu Fucheng, the immortal from Chaotian Palace, held a whisk in one hand and an iron mace in the other, muttering something, and drew a circle on the ground in front of Li Rufeng.

Qiu Fucheng used the iron mace in his hand as a pen to draw a semicircle on the ground, and the other half of the circle was simply drawn on the wall. The blunt iron mace left a deep mark on the stone wall, which was forcibly connected to the half circle on the ground, forming a circle that looked a bit awkward.

"The Law of the Circle is both cause and effect. You reap what you sow. These believers of the Four Wind Gods use the closed circle to isolate themselves from the resistance of this world and forcibly summon the power of the Four Wind Gods to descend to the earth. Then they deserve to be bound by this law." Qiu Fucheng took out a thinner stylus and began to write along the circle.

Qiu Fucheng's handwriting was very beautiful, and one could tell at a glance that he was accomplished in calligraphy. The only problem was that he wrote very quickly and in a continuous stream, and Li Rufeng could not recognize a single word. It was just like the handwriting of a doctor when he was prescribing medicine.

In a short while, Qiu Fucheng had written a line of words along the outer edge of the circle. The room that had been emitting pink mist just now suddenly stopped smoking, and even the sound inside could no longer be heard.

"Weng Guo is in there alone, is there any problem?" Li Rufeng looked at Qiu Fucheng's confident look, breathed a sigh of relief, and began to watch Weng Guo's excitement.

"No problem. Although Captain Weng doesn't know Taoism, anyone who can enter the Jinyiwei Tongxuansi is quite capable. Plus with the Five Thunder Talisman I gave him, he won't suffer any loss." Qiu Fucheng stroked his beard, his eyes darting back and forth over Li Rufeng.

"What do I have on me, Immortal?" Li Rufeng asked cautiously. He was really afraid that these followers of Daifenzhifeng would have some tricks up their sleeves. If nothing else, if something went wrong with his little brother at the critical moment, it would be enough to make him suffer.

"There is no problem, but today's accident was not in my plan, so I used a lot of expedited methods. The loss is a bit large. Do you think you can reimburse me?" Qiu Fucheng looked at him with the eyes of a dog tycoon, and his tone and expression were very sincere.

"No problem, no matter how much loss you suffer tonight, it will all be on me!" Li Rufeng was not stingy and promised directly.

At this time, the belated Order Eagle Knights had just appeared. Ever since Haishar left, there had been a lack of a response mechanism between them and Li Rufeng.

Chapter 689 Not dead yet?

Behind Muel, who arrived late, were two other people Li Rufeng had never seen before. Judging from their age and stature, they should be a formal knight and his apprentice.

All three of them were wearing full sets of armor and had their own weapons and equipment. They looked very majestic and intimidating.

But as a lord with many special guards, Li Rufeng's ability to control things far exceeds that of Superman. At least he is very clear that these Knights of the Eagle of Order wasted at least three minutes to put on these equipment after receiving the message conveyed by the guards.

Even if these people were held to the standards of the most elite soldiers, they were still considered the most alert and the fastest to arm themselves. However, compared to the Ming Dynasty envoys next door who rushed to support without wasting a second picking up their weapons, these few people were a bit of an eyesore.

The complete armor and weapons they were wearing seemed to be mocking Li Rufeng's embarrassed appearance after the drunken fight, and Princess Parisa's dress that was a little eye-catching in the firelight.