Hearing Wei Xinling King Wei Wuji's very weak and extremely weak voice, everyone looked at each other and wanted to refuse, but because of respect for him.
In the end, the default is one by one.
They had to hold back the sadness and anger in their hearts, picked up their weapons, turned around and rushed out of the Yunkun Hall, and killed the killer who was still stubbornly resistant.
"Lao Tzu has to kill you today, avenge Wang Shang!"
"Kill them, one is not allowed to let go ...!"
"There are also those dog officials who have been chaotic, and they must also be the people of Luo.com. They all killed all."
"Chong ...!"
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The bloody fight and fight, the more intense.
Under the reflection of the night fire light, the shock of the night is shining.
Make more and more people gather here.
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Inside the Yunkun Hall.
The dying Wei Xinling King Wei Wuji, looking at the unknown squatting in front of him, weak and painfully said, "I know ... know, you are my door guest, there is a purpose ..."
"You ... for ... for that thing."
"Now, I will give it ... to ... you."
"Wei Guo, want ... it's over!"
"Hope ... Hope you can ... protect ... it, don't let ... let others take away."
"That thing is hidden by me ... hidden ..."
"Kheke ...!"
Wei Wuji couldn't help but coughed a few times.
More blood flows out of his mouth, flowing down the corner of his mouth. There is a part of the blood, the inside of the inflow of the penta.
Anonymous noticed this situation and increased Qi delivery.
While forcibly hanging Wei Wuji's last breath, he forced the blood in his trachea again, and let him restore his ability to barely speak again.
"That thing, it is ... in ...!"
Wei Wuji's voice is getting lower and weak.
Almost murmured.
But for unknown, he can still listen clearly.
When Wei Wuji still wanted to continue to say something, the broken heart could not support it after all, even if there was an unknown forcibly delaying.
Still still unwilling to swallow, the gods in the eyes gradually become dim.
Instinct breathing rhythm, almost nothing.
"After all, is it still dead?" Anonymous whispered, and his right hand clenched the hilt with a light sword subconsciously.
"I, no exception."
"Feel sorry!"
He released the left hand that pressed on Wei Wuji's chest, stretched out his hand to sweep from his eyes, and helped him close his eyes, so as not to die.
Stand up slowly, the nameless expression is still, and you can't see any changes.
Great and elegant, handsome.
There is neither so -called anger nor sad attitude. Some are just the birth of the life of Hongchen's life.
"How to be prominent and humble during his lifetime, a hundred years after death, it is just a lot of loess."
"Hey is also happy, why also suffer ..."
Put away the light sword in your hand.
Unknown turned around, left here, and according to the place where Wei Wuji said before dying, he sneaked into a underground secret room deep in the depths of Wei Wang Palace.
Open the mechanism and find a delicate -shaped box, the size and size are not long.
Looking at the things in front of you, the namelessness is still moving.
Some are just calm and natural.
"Canglong seven places that have been circulated for thousands of years, how many people have died because of this."
"How many people are ignored ..."
Watch quietly for a while.
Put this exquisite box in the ring, use a bag, carry it on your back, and then turn to leave here.
Go out of the Wei Palace silently, just go away.
It seems like a small drop of water droplets, merged into the sea of Wangyang, disappearing.
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Baiyue Land, Jiujiang Tribe.
The chief of the tribe Li Xingjia.
The clan chief Li Xing stood at the door of the room and looked at the distance quietly, silent.
A bare vegetation that was once eaten by the locust natural disaster group, with the passage of time, has now germinate the immature new buds.
The shadow of the shadow, the vines entangled, the wild flowers, the poisonous insects run rampant.
It is also dazzling with toxicity, and it is endless.
The familiar primitive mountain forest is back again.
But now, although Li Xing is looking at the scene in the distance, it is a heavy uncomfortable in his heart.
The land of Baiyue is full of poisonous 布, and there are countless poisonous insects and beasts.
It is not suitable for farming.
There are only a few places in the large land that can be used as the planting of rice and other crops. In this way, the food output of Baiyue Land is lower than that of Central Plains.
The rare grain output means that it is difficult to support more people.
Although hunting can also get food.
But every time you go to the forest, hunting, don't take your head on the trouser belt, and use your life to adventure.
Because you can never know that you may be like a dry vine, you can stun the life at any time, and ask for your life.
It may also breathe a few more breaths, and he was poisoned by the toxic radon.
It is more likely to be a small caterpillar hidden on the back of the leaves, or a certain leaf, inadvertently touched.
Then unknowingly died of poisoning.
The death of death is unknown, and it is confused.
Baiyue's mountain forests are crisis of life and death everywhere. The degree of danger far exceeds the mountain forests on the Central Plains.
It is the result of many people trying out with their own lives.
Looking at the primitive mountain forest in the distance, he wanted to cry, but he couldn't shed tears.
A pair of big hands behind him, holding it subconsciously.
The terrible natural disasters broke out in the past two years have exhausted the rare food in the tribe. Every time, either someone in the tribe starved to death or to eat other things to be poisoned.
Eat and eat from time to time.
Most of the people who have the courage to hunt in the mountains and forests have not returned. There is no news that there is no news.
It's gone.
There are less than one thousand people in total, and now there are only more than 200 people left.
The planting of crops, from planting to growing, to flowering, to results, until harvesting, it takes a period of not short.
Many people may not be able to support it at that time.
"God, God, why is this?" Li Xing looked up at the sky, his expression was angry, his eyes were red, but he couldn't have any tears.
Although he is the patriarch of the Jiujiang tribe, he is even a father.
Once, he had three children, two sons, and one daughter. But before, for the food, some young people in his family entered the mountains to hunt.
As a result, unfortunately met an adult colorful tiger.
At that time, many people did not escape from the forest alive, including his eldest son, and were buried under the tiger's claws.