Yan Wenchang's excellent self-control prevented him from scolding.
Is this still the safari in my memory?
It’s so sinister to step on a horse.
If this old man hadn't failed here, I might not have known who the murderer was until he was tricked to death in the end.
He recalled carefully and found that he didn't hear any sound at all last night.
With the strength of his first entry into the 11th Star Realm, he could not hear any unusual sounds. It can be imagined how powerful this fourth child is.
Silently bypassing the eyes and ears of hundreds of people, he killed an entire group of Winged Bears without hundreds of people noticing, led by the 10-star Winged Bear King after becoming furious.
As for the glorious majesty expressed by other warriors, Yan Wenchang just wanted to say it was nonsense.
Looking at the fan-shaped dead bodies in the valley, others must have thought that the fourth child was in danger alone. He was discovered by the winged bear tribe when he was clearing the way for everyone, and then retreated and fought under the attacks of batches of winged bears. Finally,
He died of exhaustion when facing the Winged Bear King, fighting to the death and dying together.
But except for himself, no one knew that the safari was hired by the Tantai family. The fourth child was just acting on his own initiative to avoid the public eye, hoping to attract a large number of giant beasts to launch a violent attack on the camp in advance.
That's all. Unexpectedly, I walked too much at night and bumped into a ghost. It turned out to be a flying winged bear. Seeing that I couldn't escape, I had to fight to the death.
Just look at the tragic look of the last half of the body.
This is clearly a case of stealing the chicken but losing the rice.
Damn it, is this worthy of your admiration and condolences?
Unless he dies, you will be the ones who die in the end.
The most important thing is that the fourth child is already like this, and the remaining three are still not allowed to go to heaven?
Although he clearly possesses the strength of 11 stars, he feels a sense of crisis inexplicably.
Safaris were directly labeled as extremely dangerous in his mind.
Yan Wenchang is now trying hard not to look at Wu Liangha, for fear that the murderous intention surging in his heart will be caught by him.
…
While Yan Wenchang was thinking frantically, he didn't know that the three brothers' attention was entirely on the fourth corpse.
They were equally confused, shocked, painful, sad and angry.
The joys and sorrows between people may not be the same, but they do have certain similarities.
This is the current situation.
"Fourth!"
The third child rushed to the huge body of Winged Bear, tears welling up in his eyes.
Among the four brothers, the eldest brother has never been close to others, and the second brother has a perverted nature and is not gregarious. Although he and the fourth brother often have quarrels, their relationship cannot be faked.
Who would have thought that after just one night, the brothers would actually be separated from each other.
"ah--"
The depression was so deep that the third child held half of his brother's body and raised his head and roared.
Aren't you invincible in night battles?
Why can't you even run away?
Your personality is obviously more cruel than mine, why are you still fighting to the death with a beast?
However, he couldn't ask questions about these things that might affect the fourth son's image, so he could only cry and curse while hugging his brother's body.
Wu Liangha's lips trembled, his fists were clenched tightly, and he could not say a word.
The hunter who herded wolves and ate sheep turned out to be a great hero who was mourned and admired by hundreds of people around him.
This made his old face feel burning and painful.
The fourth child is dead, but he is slapping his eldest brother crazily in the face.
So a suppressed roar was squeezed out of his throat.
The second man with the most ferocious face, the scarred face, was in rare silence at this moment.
He was puzzled. Did the fourth child wake up at the last moment of his life?
"After twenty years of wandering, I, Old Liu, have never convinced anyone, but this time, I, Old Liu, will obey you." A bearded warrior hammered his heart with his fist, and bowed from the bottom of his heart.
Seeing that the three hunters were in grief, the other warriors felt even more sad.
Without the need to call for help, many warriors spontaneously bowed to the corpse of the fourth man and saluted.
If Lao Si hadn't sacrificed his life to intercept and kill such a group of winged bears, last night... I'm afraid many of them would have died in their sleep.
"My condolences to the three hunting brothers, may I ask the name of this hero?"
When they heard the sincere inquiry from a red-shirted warrior, the three of Wu Liangha broke through their defenses, especially the third child, who had the deepest feelings, stared with red eyes and shouted:
"Badarkin! His name is Badalkin!"
ah……
Is this the name of the hero who killed the entire Winged Bear clan?
At this moment, everyone deeply remembered the great name [Badalkin].
"Badalkin, our good brother, the real bear slayer. I swear, your name will not be buried here!" The voice of the red-shirted warrior echoed in the valley.
In this situation, the crowd spontaneously chanted this name.
"Badalkin..."
"...the real bear slayer..."
The sound sounded over and over again, echoing over and over again, for a long time.
Wu Liangha and Yan Wenchang, the two people with evil intentions, felt like their mouths were being slapped over and over again.
But at this moment, they could not stop the spontaneous remembrance of these warriors.
I didn't see even the Yan family's military guards showing admiration.
Zhang Xinghuo listened to the exciting chanting and looked at the bloody and tragic battle scene, but he couldn't find any emotional resonance.
Because I had already met the four hunting brothers before entering Chongma Town, and their personalities did not seem to be capable of such heroic deeds.
Therefore, the more tragic the scene before us, the stronger the sense of dissonance deep inside.
Unable to empathize, she could only stand there and watch with a grimace on her face.
Then she noticed Lu Ze.
His face was calm, and he still had those eyes as deep as the stars.
Neither Yi Xiong nor Lao Si made his expression fluctuate.
"A few friends wish me happiness, and a few enemies wish me destruction." Lu Ze did not look back, but spoke naturally, "Did you say he once dreamed that he died on the road?"
Zhang Xinghuo was always a little inexplicably shocked when he heard these words that he seemed to understand.
"Brother Lu's words are very profound. I don't understand them very well, but I think most people have dreamed about them..."
"Have you ever dreamed about it?" Lu Ze suddenly smiled, seemingly relieved, and then shook his head slightly, "Those are not my words."
"ah?"
"These are Zhou Shuren's words."
"...Brother Lu, who is Zhou Shuren?"
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Zhang Xinghuo wanted to say it again, but she really hadn't heard it.
"Can I get a chance to meet him?"
"You don't have a chance, but Fourth Brother has a chance." Lu Ze twitched the corner of his mouth, looked at the confused girl, and showed a sunny smile, "But I can show you his works in the future."
In the thin mist, inspired by Lao Si who sacrificed his life for righteousness, the Yan family expedition team completed their spiritual integration and sublimation on the second day after entering the valley.
The spiritual essence of a warrior, the survival instinct of seeking victory against all odds, spontaneously arises from the heart of everyone.
Lu Ze continued to move forward with the crowd, and Badalkin's story could just end here.
The story does not have to be told to the end to achieve success.
If Lao Si used his own death to sow the seeds of a fire bearer in the hearts of hundreds of warriors, then he deserved his death.
Just as some people think that it is worthwhile for a group of people to die to bridge the gap, you can also think that it is worthwhile for one person to die to plant a fire for a group of people.
False examples can also inspire real power.
In the face of the catastrophe of life and death that mankind is about to face, no matter how small the strength is, there is still a ray of hope.
This is Lu Ze who has stepped over billions of corpses and broken through countless illusions of life and death.
From the very beginning, his gaze has been looking across the long river of time into the boundless depths of the universe.
…
"Brother Lu."
"Um?"
"If I must die in the future, I will die on such a road."
Zhang Xinghuo followed Lu Ze, looking ahead with his bright eyes, stepping on the blood and mud, his voice was very firm.
Lu Ze suddenly smiled, heartily.
This laughter made the girl a little embarrassed, and even though she was feeling it, she still made fun of her.
Unexpectedly, Lu Ze suddenly stood still, his eyes fell on the dense forest in the valley in the distance, and he spoke softly:
"Zhang Xinghuo, are you willing to practice with me?"
The girl subconsciously stamped her feet and stared blankly in the direction Lu Ze was looking.
Lu Ze's sudden words echoed in her mind, and in front of her eyes, in the dense forest overgrown with weeds, a giant black-flowered mosquito with a human face suddenly emerged, and its mouthparts like slender steel needles flashed with metal.
luster.
Then there were ten, hundreds, thousands...
Dense black clouds obscured the entire field of vision in just two breaths.
The giant black-flowered mosquitoes, which numbered more than 100,000, made the entire team's breathing stagnant and their collective expression changed.
The humming sound merged into a huge wave, shattering the rocks on the cliff and raising a large cloud of smoke and dust.
The black cloud turned into a storm, like a huge mouth from the abyss, and swept towards everyone in the valley with a hurricane-like roar.
At this moment, Wu Wei, who finally came to his senses, straightened up with excitement, and his shrill whistle resounded throughout the valley.
