I took a long breath and tried to keep my mind clear. If I could keep her, I would make sure to find Suellen no matter what means I took, including force. Without help, I could only rely on this short knife.
"Then, take me in, even if you die, I am willing to be with Su Lun." This is my true words. In the past, I was trapped in a glass box with Guan Baoling at the same time, and finally escaped from the trap with a narrow escape. I believe that I have the ability.
Change any outcome.
"Go in? If people on earth could enter at will, wouldn't it have been overcrowded for thousands of years, with bones piled up like mountains? Give up, although your body contains certain qualities, but you are not the 'King of Tomb Robbers' Yang
God, so I can't help you. This is the last time I show up. If you don't leave, only crazy killing will follow."
Her body turned left suddenly and quickly escaped from my sight.
The short sword was already out of its sheath. With the power of swinging the sword, I used my lightness skills to the limit, jumped to the top of the tree, and leaped forward continuously, shortening the distance between the two people to less than fifty steps. I could see
The back of her black clothes and the golden belt tied around the back of her head made her feel like she was in a dream like a cloud and mist, everything was unreal.
This knife indeed gave me mysterious power, but I was still far away from catching up with Witch Longge. I bit hard on the tip of my tongue, and a strong bloody smell spurted out, "Bingjie."
The power of "**" was unleashed, and his physical strength was instantly increased by more than ten times, and the distance from fifty steps was immediately shortened to within fifteen steps.
Witch Longge stopped suddenly, waved her hands, and a strange fragrance came down the wind.
I was in the state of chasing with all my strength, but I didn't have time to stop breathing. After inhaling the aroma in my nose, my body softened and I staggered and fell at the opponent's feet.
"Who are you?" She knelt down, her golden mask shining coldly.
I bit the tip of my tongue again. Launching "Military Liberation **" twice in a short period of time would cause unpredictable damage to the body, but I couldn't care about anything. I just wanted to keep her. The smell of blood spread in my mouth and throat.
Even with all the veins in my body, I struggled to stand up and reached out to hold the dead tree on the side.
She took a step back in surprise: "How can you still stand up in this situation? Are you really the same kind of person as Yang Tian?"
The knife is still in my hand, but the hand holding the knife is too weak to lift it up.
"What kind of person? For the sake of Hero Yang Tian, can you help me once?" I hoped to delay the time and wait for the power of "Bing Jiejie" to completely dispel the influence of the assassination.
"The 'strangers' on earth - the ratio of existence is 400,000 to one. Once born, they will definitely affect the development of human society. In some aspects, you are very similar to him, but you have not reached his height." Long.
Witch Ge seemed to be caught in emotional memories, with a hint of tenderness in her dark eyes.
I wanted to take the risk and use "Soldiers" for the third time, which was the last resort in a difficult situation. But just as my teeth touched the tip of my tongue, Witch Longge suddenly waved her hand and brushed my cheek. The scent of the fragrance increased.
Several times, I felt that the power in my body disappeared in an instant. I only had the ability to "see" and "listen" and could not do anything else.
"At the end of the day, you can't act rashly. If you have the same arrogance and bloody thoughts as Yang Tian, you will act against heaven. But unfortunately, that kind of crazy behavior will only hurt yourself and will not help. People on earth treat this kind of
A 'fearless' act is called a 'heroic act', but in my opinion, it's really ridiculous——"
I opened my lips and interrupted her with difficulty: "You... are also from Earth... and are no different... from us..."
Her appearance and thoughts are exactly the same as those on Earth, but her martial arts and light skills are stronger.
"I'm from Earth too? Haha, if only that was the case. Everyone is afraid of death, but compared with some things, death is not terrible. The terrible thing is that life is worse than death. Living but not knowing who you are?
I don’t know why I’m alive——”
A silver sword light suddenly flashed from behind her, like a thunderbolt in a thunderstorm night. She saw the light first, and then heard a woman's roar: "Behead!"
Witch Longge suddenly disappeared, and the phantom moving at high speed to the left flashed with colorful lights.
"Insects——" That was He Jishang's voice. The first one was high-pitched and angry, but the second one was sinister and deep. The Burmese knife in her hand exploded with a "pop" and turned into thousands of flying insects with fluttering wings.
The silver bug chased out along with the phantom of Witch Longge. The air was suddenly filled with the violent smell of blood and an endless buzzing sound.
I wriggled my lips with difficulty: "Keep... her..." In fact, I understand that Witch Longge cannot be kept. Her martial arts has reached the realm of gods and ghosts. We are still mortals, and the gap is endless.
The endless gap.
"The 'blood-sucking insects' of the Five Poison Sect are very powerful. It's really hard for you to live in seclusion in the ancient village for more than ten years and still try your best to raise them. Do you remember? Hero Yang Tian once taught you that since you were expelled from the gate,
Just don’t touch those poisonous insects again, have you forgotten those words?”
Witch Longge stood ten steps away, with silver bugs flying in circles around her, forming a huge sphere, but she did not dare to attack rashly.
He Jishang only had the handle of the knife in his hand. He suddenly turned it upside down and struck a thunderous blow on his chest. He let out a heart-rending scream: "Kill--" A large mouthful of blood spurted out, and a blood mist formed against the wind, covering the air.
To the Longge witch.
"Bloodsucking insects" were once listed as the first of the "Twelve Poisons" of the Five Poison Sect. They are fed on human blood and driven by the master's thoughts. The insect body, which is slightly larger than a fly, carries nearly a hundred kinds of poisons that can sting people and cause immediate death.
.When He Jishang mutilated his body to encourage poisonous insects to attack, he had already reached the limit of his own martial arts.
Witch Longge started to float again, but the group of silver bugs kept chasing her until the bugs and people disappeared deep into the jungle.
The feeling of numbness lasted for another ten minutes before I stood up slumped. He Jishang was even weaker than me, his face was as pale as paper, and his hair was disheveled.
The two of us looked at each other, and suddenly each of us smiled miserably, perhaps feeling ashamed that we couldn't keep Witch Longe despite our best efforts.
"I have tried my best, and Brother Tian really said that I am not allowed to use poisonous insects anymore. It turns out that no matter how powerful the poisonous technique is, it will become obsolete. This time, I finally found that the people in the ancient village have lost touch with reality.
"She wiped the blood from the corners of her lips, stood up unsteadily, and looked at the direction in which Witch Longge was retreating.
I put the dagger back into my sleeve, feeling frustrated and speechless.
"Go back, things will get better tomorrow -" He Jishang forced a smile.
The sky in the east has turned white, and we walked into the ancient village with each other's support. The small buildings were all immersed in the mist of the mountains and forests at dawn. Now there is a winding and dead silence, and there is only the faint smell of blood in the air.
"I'm going to change my clothes. Next, we should talk about Baochan - everyone in the ancient village is dead. It's probably a hint from God that it's time for me to leave." He
When Ji Shang stepped into the small building, every time she mentioned "death", my ominous premonition was aggravated.
A few hours ago, I stood here and made a call to Su Lun. Hope and disappointment alternated rapidly. Will the next step be to achieve great success? Take the Blue Blood Luminous Toad back to the camp and successfully pass through the rock gap? Too many setbacks.
After that, I no longer dared to imagine future development as a bright and smooth road.
After thinking about it again and again, I dialed Gu Qingcheng's number.
The phone only rang once and she had already picked it up: "Mr. Feng, how are things going?"
I adjusted my emotions and replied with a faint smile: "Fortunately, I am talking to Miss He. I can return to the camp today, don't worry."
We were separated for less than twenty-four hours, and the tragic events, strange things, and strange changes that happened during that period could not be described in half an hour, so I simply kept them all and will go into details when we meet.
"Thank God, it's okay, it's okay." Gu Qingcheng let out a long breath and immediately relaxed her tone. Fortunately, the call now was not a video call, otherwise the deep wry smile on my face would not have been hidden from her discerning eyes.
"Ms. Gu, I accidentally called Su Lun last night——"
"What? How is it possible?" Gu Qingcheng cried out. This was probably everyone's inevitable reaction after hearing my words, "Mr. Feng, I have arranged for someone to call that number every half an hour, 24 hours a day."
Uninterrupted, and of course never got through. How did you get through, and what did she say?"
I believe what she said, but the facts are also in front of me. She did have a phone call with Su Lun in the early morning.
"She is trapped in the middle of the mountain and can't find the door to get in or out. We can only cross the rock gap first. You and Uncle Wei carefully restrain your men and horses. We can't lose any more people needlessly." There is still a long way to go.
, I don’t know what difficulties I will encounter after passing the rock gap. I hope to save more reinforcements.
Gu Qingcheng hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Feng, Uncle Wei and I have reached an agreement on this point, please don't worry."
We all wanted to reassure each other, but no one could be reassured. We all had our own worries, and in the end we could only hang up the phone tacitly.
The fog became heavier and heavier, and it was not until seven o'clock that the sun rising in the east broke away from the cover of the drifting clouds and mist, and filled the ancient village with sunlight.
I rested my head on my knees and took a short nap, definitely no more than fifteen minutes. Suddenly I was awakened by the strong smell of blood in my nose. I suddenly raised my head and looked down the stone steps.
There is a man lying on the ground, with a sniper rifle and a rapid-fire machine gun crossed next to him. Those are Kaku's weapons, and the person lying on the ground is naturally him, but he is already a dead man, cut into pieces and arranged
People must die neatly.
Five steps away from the corpse, a man who looked like a middle school teacher was bending down to write big characters, using the avenue as paper, blood as ink, and a temporarily torn piece of clothing as a pen. He wrote all the way down, all in bright red characters with flying dragons and phoenixes.
When the dwarf was about to die, he once sent a poisonous curse to Kaku to "cut him into pieces", and now it has truly come true.
It was quiet in the small building. He Jishang must not have woken up yet. I gently stepped down the stone steps and walked towards the line of blood words.
"Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as puppets. Little brother, see how I wrote these ten words?" He raised his head, pushed up the old-fashioned glasses on the bridge of his nose, and threw away the bloody dirty cloth.
The ten blood characters are well-proportioned, dense and free, and indeed beautiful, but they were completed with Kaku's blood, which was obviously a challenge to me.
"Words are good words. You came here early in the morning, didn't you just write a few words to stretch your muscles?" I suppressed my rage and irritability. People cannot be resurrected after death, and revenge for him is what we should really do.
.
"Kill people to write good poems, and use the wind to inscribe good calligraphy. Mr. Feng, there will be no easy end for those who offend the caravan. I hope that everyone will be friends instead of enemies in the future. No matter what kind of hero we are, when we come to this mountain, we must
As a courtesy to the landlord, if Mr. Feng needs anything, just ask."
He became polite and pushed up his glasses slightly, his sly eyes flickering behind the lenses as thick as the bottom of a bottle.
The people from the caravan were not so kind and took the initiative to ask for reconciliation, but it was just a temporary delay.
"Kaku is my friend. If he dies, at least one person from your gang should come up to apologize to him? Do you understand what I mean?" He was the one who killed Kaku. I can only express my gratitude to Kaku by taking his life with my own hands.
The greatest comfort.
It is no longer up to me to decide whether to kill or not. Others are forcing me to do it, and I have no choice.
"He offended the caravan first, and you know very well what he has done, right?" The puppet master smiled contemptuously, straightened his clothes, and coughed majestically, "Rouge informed you a long time ago that no matter what he finds,
Treasures, we just need to divide the accounts reasonably, and there is no need to get into a tense situation. On the hilltop of the caravan, there are naturally rules of the caravan. Whoever breaks the rules will have to pay the price with his life. You see, there are so many dead trees and hay in the mountains.
It needs a lot of fertilizer to nourish, and dead people happen to be the most suitable nutrients for plants and trees. This is the saying 'Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers'."
He likes to quote scriptures and speaks in exactly the same way as the legendary Puppet Master.
"You are wrong. This is the ancient village, one of the strongholds of the Five Poison Sect. We must abide by the rules of the Miao border -"
He Jishang walked out of the small building and at the top of the stone steps, he coldly refuted the puppet master's words.
The sun disperses the mist and brings warmth to people, but I know that what follows will be a life-and-death showdown.
The puppet master looked up, took off his glasses, and wiped them gently on his clothes: "What are the rules in Miao territory? It's just that the murderer dies, and blood for blood. In your eyes, the world is just a knife and a gun.
Go to the arena. So, Confucius and Mencius both taught their descendants to study seriously, and warned them more than once, "Everything is inferior, only studying is high." You people in the Miao border are simply uneducated and incompetent.
, have no idea, even the excellent culture of the Han nation has been abandoned, and they only live in the poor mountains and rivers. Alas, I have said before that the Miao barbarians are only suitable for slash-and-burn farming in southern Xinjiang, and will be abandoned by society forever, even if they barely appear a few times.
A useful person was wasted by an ignorant patriarch."
His tone was like that of a kind teacher who saw a child who was out of school and taught him earnestly and sincerely, making it his duty to teach others tirelessly.
"It's time for you to hit the road." He Jishang sneered.
"Everyone has to go on the road. After the things here are over, it's really time for me to go on the road." The puppet master put on his glasses again.
I couldn't tell that he had heavy weapons hidden on his body, but every time his eyes moved and flickered, it seemed that there was always some kind of ulterior secret hidden there.
He Jishang suddenly pursed his lips and whistled, and the whistle rose and fell three times, like a cuckoo singing in the forest. Countless long green and red snakes suddenly emerged from the small buildings that were no longer human, and spiraled to the ground.
Come on, the puppet master has been surrounded in an instant.
"Feng, you come up first, snakes like to enjoy their breakfast slowly." He Jishang waved to me, the silver bracelet on her wrist shining in the sun.
After seeing the sea of snakes in the five-pointed star array, the snakes of the Five Poison Sect could no longer give me a sense of terror. I slowly walked up the steps and stood next to He Jishang.
The puppet master stood alone among the snakes. He did not look frightened. Suddenly he lowered his head and stared at the bloody words he had written, and read word by word: "Heaven and earth are not kind, and they use all things as puppets." In a blink of an eye,
In the blink of an eye, those words and Kaku's body were all annihilated among the snakes. Snakes of different lengths all raised their flat necks, and their bright red snake cores were spitting.
"The puppet master will never die, do you know that?" The fastest swimming snake has already wrapped around his ankle, and the ground around him for fifteen steps is full of poisonous snakes. It is impossible to escape at this time.
It's too late.
"Go and tell the snake god, no one can live forever -" He Jishang smiled. She was the master of poisonous snakes and was well versed in the nature of snakes. Of course she could imagine the fate of the puppet master.
With a "click" sound, I pulled out the short knife. The stars on the knife shone and jumped in the sun, like a dozen restless souls.