In a blink of an eye, Gan Jiang was already fighting for the thirtieth time, and still no one in the water could rush up.
The vast water surface was already covered with corpses, and many were lying on the shore.
But there are still people coming up from below, risking their lives.
In fact, many people don't want to come up and die, but they have reached this point and there is no way to turn back.
Because if you go back, you will die. You will either choke to death or freeze to death.
Seeing that there were more and more corpses in the water, almost blocking the hole, the people behind finally did not dare to come in anymore, and turned around and swam back.
At this moment, Luan Ping continued to ask people to jump into the water, and then the people who fell into the water and those who came out of the water bumped into each other, and the scene turned into a mess.
Finally, a guy shouted angrily: "Damn it, stop jumping into the water, there are dead people down there!"
"Yes, everyone who went down before died. If you go back again, you will die too!" someone shouted.
"Nonsense, so many people can't all be dead, there must be a fierce battle!" Luan Ping shouted: "Go and help, go!"
"You have to go, we won't go again!" The two people climbed to the shore while continuing to stop the others: "They are really all dead. The holes in the water are filled with corpses. Don't mention that scene.
How miserable."
Snap!
Luan Ping whipped out a long whip and blew their heads apart at the same time.
"Those who are greedy for life and afraid of death, you are not worthy of being a soldier of the White Tiger Legion!" Then he waved his hand and said: "Go down, I will keep my word. I will marry whoever kills the masked man, and I will never break my promise!"
The people around looked at each other in shock, and suddenly someone shouted: "Look, the corpse is coming up."
Sure enough, corpses began to appear on the water here, one after another, and soon a dozen of them floated up.
Now no one dared to jump into the water, and no one even dared to stand at the water's edge. They all turned around and ran outside.
"You guys..." Luan Ping was furious and wanted to stop her, but was held back by the handsome man. "Calm down, it's time to think of other ways now."
"What way? What else can be done?" Luan Ping cried: "If he doesn't go in, his mission will be completed, and my brother's death will be in vain..."
"There must be a way. Think about it...what can we do to contain him now? Let him come out on his own initiative instead of us going in."
"Come out on your own initiative?" Luan Ping wiped her tears and shook her head, "I can't think of it."
"Who is he with now?"
"Go-getter."
"Where is the general's wife?"
"You mean..." A light lit up in Luan Ping's eyes, but then went out again, "No, he won't care about the life or death of an NPC."
Yes, all characters in Mythic Mark can be regarded as NPCs, because even if they are killed, they will be resurrected once the quest line is restarted.
Therefore, it is impossible to use Mo Xie to blackmail Chen Yan.
"What if he cares?" The handsome man smiled mysteriously, "Some people's brain circuits are different. And once the go-getter knows that his wife has been kidnapped by us, maybe he won't help that guy open the mountain axe?"
Makes sense!
The light in Luan Ping's eyes lit up again, and she immediately ordered: "Okay, you will take a few people to capture Mo Xie. I will continue to guard here to prevent that guy from coming back with a carbine."
"Yes!" the handsome man agreed, turned around to greet a few people and left.
Seeing that there was no need to die anymore, some people gathered around Luan Ping again, and then looked at the corpses floating up. They all looked pale and couldn't say a word for a long time...
It’s the fortieth time to fight Gan Jiang.
Chen Yan was also free here because no one came out of the water anymore.
At this moment, looking at the densely packed corpses above and below the water, my heart felt like a stone was stuck in my heart, which was a little heavy.
Yes, no one takes pleasure in killing people, they are all forced to do so.
But the problem is that these dead people can actually make other choices, but why do they become cannon fodder without hesitation?
Chen Yan thought about it for two reasons.
First, these people are the dead soldiers of the Luan family, dedicating their lives unconditionally.
Second, Luan Ping made a heavy promise, either with her own body or with a large financial reward.
Seeing that all the deceased were men, the possibility of marrying each other should be higher.
Well, it seems that Luan Ping is willing to take the risk, and there are many people who want to be the ghosts of flowers.
Now no one comes here anymore, which means everyone is clear-headed.
So will Luan Ping give up?
Chen Yan's intuition told her that this woman would not give up easily.
Therefore, the temporary calm can only mean that a bigger storm is coming, so it is better to be cautious.
In a blink of an eye, more than half an hour passed.
Go-getter is already fighting for the fiftieth time.
Yes, his speed is getting faster and faster, because the steel and the heart of thunder have been completely integrated into one, making it easier and easier to fight.
He was about to go sixty times when he suddenly stopped holding the hammer in his hand.
Just for a moment, and then he continued to swing the hammer, but the rhythm and intensity increased significantly.
Chen Yan heard something strange, and when he looked back, he saw tears shining in the middle-aged uncle's eyes.
Iron filings splashed in your eyes?
still……
Feeling that something was not right, Chen Yan stood up and walked to the iron felt, carefully looking at the general's expression.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it, you will be shocked when you look at it.
The general actually cried.
Yes, the tears fell down in clusters, and when they landed on the extremely hot iron felt, bursts of steam instantly appeared.
"What happened? Uncle General." Chen Yan asked.
The general was silent.
"You are talking, what happened?" Chen Yan shouted.
when!
The general hit the hammer hard, suddenly raised his head and said: "Mo Xie is dead!"
"Ah?" Chen Yan was shocked, "Dead...dead? What happened? Wasn't she fine before? No, how did you know she was dead?"
"We husband and wife have the same mind. No matter how far apart we are, we still know what happened to each other. Just now..." Gan Jiang finally stopped the hammer in his hand and said with a cry: "Several young people went to catch her and wanted to use her My own life forced me not to build a mountain-breaking ax for Erlang. In order to fulfill Erlang's filial piety to save his mother, Moye jumped into the furnace and turned into ashes..."
ah!
Chen Yan's eyesight went dark and he almost didn't sit on the ground.
Yes, this is shocking.
Luan Ping and the others actually came up with such a trick. Are they stupid or bad?
But Moye was so strong that he reinterpreted the myth and legend of sacrificing his life to forge a sword.
It’s just that this time it’s an axe, so that Yang Erlang can split the mountain to save his mother!
Although……
Although Chen Yan knows that after this story line is restarted in the future, Mo Xie will be resurrected.
But that will be in the future, that is other people’s Moye, not your own Moye!
Therefore, the Moye he knew was really dead.
Chen Yan's heart was blocked by a big stone again, weighing him down so much that he could hardly breathe.
He subconsciously turned around and walked towards the water, but then turned around again, pointed at the mountain ax that was still being built and asked: "How long will it take?"
"Almost!" The hammer in the officer's hand fell like raindrops, causing sparks to fly from the billet.
"Okay, I'll wait..." Chen Yan gritted his teeth, gasped, and kept repeating: "I'll wait, I'll wait, I'll wait..."
