He climbed over a window again and turned around to see the cultist chasing him. While the other party was climbing over the window, Zhou Zhilu suddenly turned around, grabbed the other party's hair, and threw him to the ground in an instant.
After quickly taking care of one, Zhou Zhilu rushed out of the door. However, as soon as he left the room, he suddenly saw a thin figure rushing in front of him, with the dagger in the other person's hand stabbing straight at him.
Zhou Zhilu reacted very quickly, grabbing the opponent's wrist, and under the pressure of force, he reversed the direction of the opponent's dagger and was about to stab it.
But at this moment, Zhou Zhilu saw that under the silver robe's hood was a thin boy who looked no more than eleven or twelve years old.
When Zhou Zhilu saw the fear in the boy's eyes, he immediately stopped his arm.
The young man was stunned and began to struggle. Zhou Zhilu cut the young man's neck with a palm knife, causing him to faint.
Zhou Zhilu sighed and turned to leave.
After a while of groping, Zhou Zhilu quietly approached the edge of the square.
Hiding behind the house, Zhou Zhilu saw that the center of the square was in chaos.
The surviving Fuye Guards also stood up one after another, picked up their weapons and resisted.
But they were all covered in wounds, and the enemy was numerous and powerful, so they were soon defeated.
At this time, Zhou Zhilu saw one of the Fu Yewei, who was also charred all over, holding a long sword, fighting and retreating, while constantly swearing, which made the other party angry.
"Fang Xu!" After Zhou Zhilu recognized the other party as Fang Xu, he immediately rushed out and threw his long sword in an instant, suddenly piercing the other party's leg.
Fang Xu turned around and saw Zhou Zhilu, and exclaimed in surprise: "Zhou Zhilu! You really are not dead, hahahaha!"
He immediately ran over here.
However, Zhou Zhilu's eyes suddenly widened at this moment, and he shouted fiercely: "Get out of the way!"
Fang Xu was stunned and felt a pain in his chest instantly.
He saw an arrow piercing through his chest and exposed it in front of his eyes.
"Cough cough vomit!"
Fang Xu suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood. Looking at Zhou Zhilu in front of him, he couldn't help but smile miserably and gestured: Live.
Then he lost the strength to stand and fell forward.
Zhou Zhilu quickly supported Fang Xu and frantically helped him stop the bleeding, muttering, "It's okay, you'll be okay. This world has spiritual energy and cultivation, you'll definitely be okay..."
I raised my head and looked into the distance. I saw a silver-robed cultist on a roof not far away holding a longbow with another arrow on it.
The silver-robed cultist was short and thin, and his face under the hood looked so childish yet full of anger.
When Zhou Zhilu saw the familiar face under the hood, his brain felt dazed for a moment, and it was not until this moment that he realized it.
I am so stupid and naive. I am obviously... not in the original world anymore!
It’s a pity that I understood this truth too late.
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