My Time Travel Phone

Wang Sheng looked at a man next to him: "You count!"

Anyang followed his gaze, and immediately understood that this person was Xiahou Xiang, Bing Yinyang family, one of the main characters in the play, and was eventually killed by the lizard essence, which could be his goal.

Xia Houxiang looked at Wang Sheng with some surprise, withdrawn his gaze, and felt a gray cloth bag from his body, took out a copper coin and put it in the palm of his hand.

"Xi Tianji, Bei Chi You ... Du Wei, let's hurry!"

Wang Sheng raised his head and asked, "Which is fierce or auspicious?"

Xiahou hesitated to bow his head and said, "This hexagram is neither fierce nor auspicious!"

Wang Sheng withdrew his gaze, smiled, turned over and dismounted, and others followed him.

Obviously, he was ready to lay down the bandits of desert blood camels!

Anyang pursed his lips and found that there were three skill points that were useless, so he simply assigned one more to Cold Weapon Mastery and one to Fighting Mastery, which is suitable for this world.

"Skill points are being distributed ... After the distribution is completed, the establishment of information transmission ..."

Anyang is miscalculated. The data volume of a master-level skill proficiency seems to be more than the sum of the three advanced skill proficiency. Coupled with a senior combat proficiency, such a huge amount of knowledge has suddenly poured into his mind, which makes him very difficult!

"His ~"

I saw him just kneeling down on his horse and fell to his knees, squinting his eyes. Fortunately, his current physique and brain power were different from ordinary people to endure. When he opened his eyes, everything was suddenly different.

The column of mastering skills becomes

Fighting Mastery (Advanced)

Firearm Mastery (Advanced)

Cold Weapon Mastery (Master)

Musical Instrument Mastery (Elementary)

Driving Proficiency (Beginner)

English Proficiency (Elementary)

Military Literacy Mastery (Elementary)

Skill points to be allocated: 1

Fighting proficiency is promoted to advanced, cold weapon proficiency is promoted to master. If intermediate to advanced is a qualitative leap, then advanced to master is another qualitative leap. After all, it has reached the top.

For example, in Anyang at this time, he felt himself ②⑩②⑩, and he was already very proficient in fighting. In addition to his previous martial arts skills, he also increased his understanding of human joints, acupoints, and muscle strength. It allows him to easily find the opponent's flaws, he can also hit the deadliest blow, and he can more accurately respond to dodge or attack according to the opponent's offensive.

In terms of cold weapons, he is even more proficient. The so-called master is standing at the top of a certain aspect. Practically speaking, although he has not practiced any martial arts, the master-level cold weapon proficiency allows him to use every weapon. All are superb, such as long swords, he is not inferior to the well-known master swordsman in the understanding of swords.

Realizing his own changes. Suddenly it was dark in front of me, and I stretched out my hand.

"Are you OK?"

Anyang was stunned. He looked up and saw a young face. He shook his head, took this hand and stood up.

"I'm fine, thank you."

"It doesn't matter, you be careful. We may have to fight."

Ordinary people can't hear the system's prompt tone. Mo Chai only sees Anyang falling down immediately and kneeling in the yellow sand. Seemingly enduring intense pain, he pulled him smoothly.

"Oh, I have a great time."

"The bandits are killing people, and you don't have weapons. Kungfu is useless!"

"Then you can return the weapon to me?"

"This ... it's not that I don't believe you, it really can't."

"Okay, I don't care."

"Well, I'm going to lead the way!"

Watching Mo chase wind and fire away. Anyang couldn't help laughing, but also led the horse and followed.

After a while, Wang Sheng came to walk side by side with him. This Jiangdu Duwei's face was indifferent, he asked quietly, and his tone was like chatting with ordinary friends.

"Are you a knight?"

"Yup."

"What about your horse?"

"Meet the wind and sand and ran away."

Wang Sheng did not know whether to believe or doubt, in short, his expression was very indifferent.

"Then where do you want to go?"

"Want to go to Jiangdu."

Wang Sheng was finally a little surprised: "Jiangdu?"

Anyang pretended not to know anything and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Wang Sheng shook his head and said, "We are the army of Jiangdu. We just happened to take you past, but we can only take you to Jiangdu. We can't do anything else."

Anyang bent over slightly and said, "This is enough, thank you very much."

"It's nothing, just wait for us to fight, you have to hide behind, and there must be no movement, otherwise you may be injured accidentally."

"I know."

"Ok."

Wang Sheng nodded and led the warhorse to speed up and walked to the front, leaving Anyang hanging far behind, seemingly defenseless.

Gao Xiang walked past him, glaring at him with a little dissatisfaction, Shen Sheng said: "You better not be our burden!"

Anyang frowned and said nothing.

In the original plot, Wang Sheng rescued the fox demon Xiaowei in the bandit den and took her back to Jiangdu. Why didn't this Gao Xiang say a word, he was not happy when he was there?

He remembered that Gao Xiang was not a villain in the play, but was blinded by Xiao Wei's beauty and magic, and finally died in the hands of Xiao Wei. He was dug alive in the palace and was in front of another heroine Pei Rong. Eat it.

Well, it was Xiaowei's killing, not the lizard's killing. It has nothing to do with his mission. If he doesn't like this person, he can't be saved.

Someone beside him was staring at him, his eyes deeply puzzled.

Anyang turned his head and looked at Xia Houxiang, then smiled at him.

Three miles is only twenty minutes away. Even if the desert is difficult, it takes less than half an hour. Wang Jiajun quickly arrived at the desert blood camel camp.

Wang Sheng made a gesture, and a group of armored soldiers quickly crossed the sand dunes, leaving a mess of footprints on the desert, the collision of shields and weapons dinged, and the afterglow of the sunset added a blow to the scene.

"Let's look at the situation first!"

Wang Sheng said, putting down the reins of the war horses and leading several soldiers quietly forward, lying down on the edge of a dune and looking down.

Anyang also bent over and sneaked to find an empty place to lie down.

In the distance is a campsite with a tall shelf door full of large and small yurts. A few days ago, there was a hill piled up by corpses. Several bandits still unloaded the corpses from the cart and threw them on this hill. Keep filling its volume.

A strong smell of corpses came and made people sick.

The sergeants lying on the dunes were shocked!

Wang Shengwei looked at this scene with his mouth open. Suddenly he felt that someone was coming by. Yu Guang glanced as if he was not wearing black armor. He turned his head and found that it was Anyang.

"Why are you here? Didn't I let you stay there?"

Anyang didn't answer, and said solemnly: "I've been looking for them for a long time with this group of bandits. Let's take them tonight!"

Wang Sheng froze for a moment, then turned his head and waved sideways: "Take him down."

A soldier bowed his head and responded, pulling Anyang down, but he dared not resist.

This outfit-the taste of failure is so sour and embarrassing!

When Anyang was brought back under the sand dunes. Mo Zui walked over and said, "What are you doing in the past, and you are not a soldier, what if the bandit discovers your whereabouts?"

Anyang twitched his lips and said in harmony: "I know, this kind of thing won't happen again."

If he didn't think he would live in Jiangdu in the next few months, and the next task might also be closely related to them, he would not face this group of people with such an attitude!

Not long after, Wang Sheng took a group of people down from the sand dunes, his expression was furious.

"This group of bandits. Sure enough, it's as if he is killing people. It's really hard for me, Wang Sheng, to get rid of them!"

Xia Hou hesitated and asked, "General, what do you want to do?"

Wang Sheng glanced at the sky. Say: "It's too late now. Let's take a rest in the same place first, and then we will attack them at night when we get dark!"

Xiahou Xiang said no more.

The night is coming soon.

The bandit camp across the hill was lit by fire, and the bandits danced and made trouble around the fire. In the middle there is a woman dressed up in Western Regions singing lightly and dancing, and cheers keep coming.

There is also a woman in the big tent who is wearing a navel and twisting her body. She has all the characteristics of a woman in the Western Region. Including an extremely enchanting figure, slender waist, and wheat-colored healthy complexion, there is a wild temptation.

Putting her hands up against her flat belly all the way up, touching the breast wrapped in a white cloth, the woman twisted regardless, and the owner of the hand laughed wildly.

"Come ... come!"

Suddenly a man holding a wine bowl crossed the crowd and walked to the inside of the big tent. Seeing the woman lying on the ground was inseparable from the eyes, as if the soul was attracted.

This is a woman who is not as beautiful as a mortal. She lies on the blanket pitifully, her long soft hair pours down her cheeks, and she is only wrapped in a pure white fox fur, exposing a large white skin and a pair of white Sexual-feeling legs and panicked glances at this group of men, but they aroused their perversion even more!

The men lewd around her with a smile, getting closer and closer, constantly licking their dry lips, and the light in their eyes seemed to swallow her.

The woman became more and more disturbed, curled up on the blanket, trying to grab the fox fur on her body, she seemed to want to cover the exposed thigh, but it was more like a different kind of temptation.

"Haha ... little beauty!"

A group of men even forgot the women of the Western Region who were twisting their bodies, and there was only this pitiful beauty in the eyes.

"roll!"

The strong bandit leader kicked a kick away and crouched in front of the woman.

"beauty……"

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On the other side of the darkness, Wang Jiajun was silently inspecting weapons, wiping the blade of the lance sharply, and waiting for their captain's order, the entire army of countless murderous bandits would be wiped out. !

Anyang sat in the corner leaning on the sand dunes, holding a piece of cake that Mo Chaise was giving him, and his mouth was full of martial dry food with a hard and rough texture, which was terribly unpalatable.

Soon after, Wang Sheng sorted out his armor and squeezed his rifle with a low voice, and the army behind him rushed towards the camp while the night was magnificent.

"attack!"

"According to the original plan!"

The sound of armor collision suddenly sounded in the night sky.

ps: Recommend a good book "One Sword Turns to God"

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