When passing by A Tai, they did not forget to pat A Tai on the shoulder, "Brother, wait, I will help you get revenge!"
When Lao Niu passed by Atai, he looked at his injuries and said, "Are you serious?"
After they all left, Rakshasa pulled Atai over and said, "It's just a show. How did you get hurt like this?"
"Hi." Mrs. Tai said unclearly, "What I said is true. I asked them for medical fees, but they didn't say anything and beat me like this."
Rakshasa Bird was stunned.
In Bai Gaoxing's plan, Atai was just a reason to stir up conflicts.
But no matter how hard he scratched his head, he never imagined that those people would really take advantage of them. Not only did they not pay the medical fees, they even beat up the doctor.
"Those damn ones." Atai cursed and asked Rakshasa Bird, "Aren't you going to take revenge?"
The Rakshasa Bird breathed a sigh of relief to relieve its tension, "Don't be afraid, I have wings."
"It doesn't matter if you have wings, you can't fly." Atai said.
"You were beaten lightly." As soon as Rakshasa Bird finished speaking, he flapped his wings and galloped towards the camp in the south.
The camp in the south is much quieter and not as lively as Atai’s camp.
People were drinking and chatting outside, or sleeping in tents.
Occasionally, a woman could be heard moaning softly. It was because they had brought the girl from the brothel back.
In today's Central Plains, what is most indispensable are these women who have fallen into prostitution.
Three people were sitting under a tree, eating roast chicken wrapped in oil paper and drinking wine, when they suddenly heard a noise.
"What's going on?" The man leaning against the tree turned around and saw some faint shadows on the hillside.
"I don't know, never mind." A man next to him was chewing a piece of chicken bone, "Old Gu, please tell me the story about the leader of the Eastern Wasteland."
"Yes, tell me how he defeated Yuqi." Another person agreed.
Lao Gu's attention was drawn back, "It's a long story..."
Before he could find the words, those shadows had already rushed into the camp behind them and knocked down a tent.
"Come out, where's your leader? Come out!" Bai Gaoxing took the lead and shouted, "What is their leader's name?"
"Old sword handle!" reminded the buck-toothed martial artist next to him.
"Come out for me, old knife handler!" Bai Xingxing shouted.
They broke into the center of the camp, and everyone who tried to stop them was pushed down by them.
The people in the camp reacted quickly. When Bai Gaoxing and the others broke into the center of the camp, people in the camp gathered around them.
A man came out of the central tent and asked, "What are you doing?" He held up his pants and looked at everyone with a fierce look on his face.
"Are you the boss?" Bai Gaoxing was full of scorn, "You're such a bastard. Anyone who dares to hit me will be impatient, right?"
Everyone is licking the blood from the knife edge, and they are not willing to let others lose their face in front of others.
"Who the hell are you?" Lao Daobaozi said rudely.
The brothers around him kept coming around. For a moment, the two groups were at war with each other, glaring at each other.
"Listen up, I am shouting: I gave birth to your mother, she is very ugly!" Bai Gaoxing said angrily.
"What the hell?" The old knifeman was stunned.
He has traveled around for many years and has seen a lot, but he has never heard of this name. "For the rest of your life, your mother will be very ugly? What a messy name..."
"Don't read it!" Lao Gu rushed from behind to interrupt him, but it was too late.
boom!
There was a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and everyone raised their heads and watched helplessly as a bolt of lightning roared down from the sky and hit the old knife handle.
Standing next to him were two brothers, who were also affected by Chi Yu. The three of them trembled for a while, and then green smoke came out from their mouths and noses, and they fell to the ground.
Bai was happy that they were close and could smell the smell of burnt meat.
"Old knife handle?!" The other brothers exclaimed and leaned towards the fallen leader.
As for the group of people brought by Bai Gaoxing, they were stunned.
The buck-toothed martial artist had seen this move in Quanshui City. He looked at Bai Gaoxing in surprise, "Isn't it too cruel to use this move when we first meet?"
Bai was happy but didn't answer.
This was his move to capture the thief first, and also to provoke a melee.
As Bai Gaoxuan wished, Lao Daobaozi groaned on the ground, "He, fuck, he, they cheated, kill, kill..."
What he said next could not be said, like a candle in the wind, about to be extinguished.
The brothers stood up and glared at Bai Gaoxing, "Avenge the boss!"
Everyone drew their swords, and Xiang Bai was happy that they were coming to kill him.
Bai Gaoxing showed no sign of weakness and raised his arms and shouted, "Revenge for Atai!"
These people he brought were just at the moment when their blood was rising from the strong drink. After hearing the words, they rushed forward without hesitation.
The two groups fought hand to hand.
For a moment, there were flashes of swords, sounds of fighting, and chaos.
They knocked over the tent, knocked over the candles, kicked down the oil lamps, and the flames were everywhere.
The Rakshasa bird rushed into the crowd, looking for its enemies, and took the opportunity to take their lives to avenge its husband and family.
Walk all the way to the old knife handle.
His body was placed in a corner by the brothers to avoid being stepped on and aggravating the injury.
However, looking at him like this, Lao Daobaozi may only be able to survive for a while.
The Rakshasa bird killed the people who were protecting him, squatted beside the old knife handle, and chuckled.
She patted Lao Daobaozi's face with her hand and said, "So your name is Lao Daobaozi. It's really easy for me to find you."
"You, you, who are you?" Lao Daozi looked at the Rakshasa bird sadly with his charred face.
"Have you forgotten me?"
Rakshasa Bird scratched Lao Daozi's cheek with his sharp fingertips, "That's right. You have harmed so many girls. It's normal that you can't remember."
"You, you are..." Lao Daobaozi was a little frightened for no reason.
When has he ever harmed a female monster? He didn't even know he had such a strong taste.
"Shiniu Town, Mrs. Liang, I just came through the door that day." Rakshasa said with a smile, with a cold tone that scared Lao Daobaozi.
He remembered the bride who had just become Mrs. Liang.
His body was soft and warm, and the weak look during his struggle inspired his desire to conquer and his animalistic desires.
Occasionally late at night, he would think of her body.
"Yes, it's you!"
Lao Daobaozi is only afraid now. He knows that he is about to die, but he still can't help but be afraid.
"It's me." Rakshasa laughed, his fingernails touching the corners of the old knife's handle, "You finally remembered!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "chi" sound, and his nails dug into the old knife handle's eye sockets, picking out his eyeballs with ease.
"Ah!" Old Dao Gezi cried out in pain.
"Don't worry, there's another one."
The Rakshasa Bird took advantage of the old knife's handle to still have breath, picked out the other eyeball and threw it into his mouth.
Although the old knife handler was crying out in pain, the surroundings were too chaotic. The light of fire, the sound of fighting, and the clanging of gold and iron covered up his voice.
"You, you... Huh, Huh." Old Dao Baozi could only vent his anger.
Taking advantage of the last chance, Rakshasa Bird slashed his crotch and cut off the evil.
Lao Daobaozi only grunted this time and never made another sound.
He will never be able to speak out again.
But the Rakshasa bird still wouldn't let him go.
When Lao Daobaozi's soul came out of her body, she grabbed the cloud of gray mist...
"I heard that after death, people will be the same as they were before death. You are blind and a eunuch, so you must be ridiculous." Rakshasa Bird smiled cruelly.
Gray mist struggled, but the Rakshasa bird refused to let go.
Until the gray fog glows with white light.
That is the light that goes to reincarnation, the power of heaven.
It burned Rakshasa Bird's hand, forcing her to let go and let it turn into light rain and disappear between heaven and earth.