Aman said in surprise: "It's an evil spirit! He...he said he has lived here for a thousand years."
After speaking, he grabbed Song Qingshu's hand and hid behind him. Song Qingshu replied: "There are no evil spirits, this is a fake." At the same time, his eyes fell on her interlocking hands with his own. Is the girl so innocent that she has no concept of defense between men and women
But she doesn't treat other men like this except Su Pu? So she didn't regard me as a man at all
At this time, Wu Chen next to him said bitterly: "This person should be the mastermind behind the scenes, causing so many of our warriors to die, this account must be settled with him properly."
After speaking, he drew out his waist knife and rushed towards the direction of the sound. Song Qingshu also took Oman's little hand and followed.
"Who is playing tricks here!" Sansir's voice was heard from a distance, followed by another scream, and a heavy object fell heavily to the ground.
There was another burst of strange laughter in the tunnel, and the voice repeated: "I have lived here for a thousand years, and I have lived here for a thousand years. Everyone who comes in will die."
"Sangsier!" Oman exclaimed, she heard that something might happen to her companion, Song Qingshu pulled her around a corner, and saw that Sansier had fallen to the ground.
It was dark in the tunnel, and Oman might not be able to see clearly, but Song Qingshu saw things as if they were daylight, so he could clearly see that the corner of his mouth was bleeding, and he had lost his breath.
On the other side, the old man Wusun led a few Mongolian soldiers to surround a figure in the center. Those Mongolian soldiers were trembling all over.
Oman let out a cry, if she hadn't been close to Song Qingshu, she might have fainted from fright.
The figure in the middle looked vaguely human-shaped, and under the light of the fire, this ghost was wearing a white burqa, with blood all over his face, and the white robe was also dripping with blood. He was extremely tall, at least five feet taller than ordinary people. From Jing Ye's point of view, it was extremely terrifying. The ghost suddenly stretched out his hands, ten fingernails were longer than fingers, and his hands were covered in blood.
The ghost laughed strangely, and said sharply: "I have lived in the maze for a thousand years, no one is allowed to disturb me, you are so bold to stop me?"
The old man Wusun sneered: "Pretending to be a ghost, give it to me!"
The ghost was about to sarcastically, when suddenly his whole body stiffened, and then he fell heavily on the ground. Wusun walked over and tore off the blood-stained white robe on his body, and found a man with the appearance of the Tieyan tribe lying there, and his There are two stilts under his feet, no wonder he was so tall before, with a robe covering the outside, others can't see anything, they will only subconsciously think that he is a tall ghost.
At this time, everyone remembered the strange footprints they saw before, which turned out to be left by the stilts stepping on the ground.
"What sorcery did you use?" The man looked at old man Wusun in horror.
Wusun laughed: "Aren't you an evil spirit? Are you also afraid of sorcery? Who are you, and who are you instigated to deal with us Mongolians here?"
"Damn, you Mongolian dogs are vile and shameless, you deserve to die!" the man gritted his teeth and cursed.
Wu Chen was furious, and drew out his scimitar to kill him, but was stopped by Song Qingshu, who wanted to find out his identity first.
The movement here attracted the man's attention. He noticed Aman beside Song Qingshu, and a look of infatuation flashed in his eyes: "It's so beautiful, as beautiful as your mother when she was young, no, your mother is also beautiful now."
Aman Daqi, hearing him mention his mother, and seeing that he is not a ghost, gradually overcomes the fear in his heart: "You know my mother."
"How could I not know you, hey, I almost became your father." When the man said this, his tone was full of unwillingness and annoyance.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Aman's face flushed, and she was very angry that the other party took advantage of her mother.
"I'm not talking nonsense, my name is Walrazi, have you heard of it?" The man looked at Oman with anticipation in his eyes.
"Warrazi?" A trace of confusion flashed across Aman's eyes, then he suddenly remembered something, and subconsciously said, "It's the bastard who wanted to rob my mother."
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, a trace of embarrassment flashed across her face: "I'm sorry, those were my father's exact words just now."
Walrazi laughed and said, "That old dog Che Erku, this is indeed his style, did your mother mention me?"
Aman thought for a while, then shook his head: "I don't remember."
Walrazi's expectant eyes were suddenly filled with disappointment, and then he fell into extreme anger: "That bitch didn't miss me at all. If I knew it was like this, I shouldn't be soft-hearted. I took her life with one needle. I have to If you can’t get it, no one else can get it.”
Oman blushed with anger: "You are not allowed to scold my mother."
The old man Wusun on the side became impatient: "You two are endless, don't try to get close, no one can save you this time."
Walrazi sighed, and there was no fear in his eyes: "I should have died a long time ago. I have earned it after living so many years. Do you think I will be afraid?"
After speaking, he looked at Aman again: "Are you afraid of me?"
Aman pursed his lips, did not answer, but subconsciously hid behind Song Qingshu. Walrazi looked at her and Song Qingshu's intimacy, and looked at the old man Wusun, and suddenly laughed: "You and this Is the old man a friend?"
Aman opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer. If she said yes, it would be against her will, but if she said no, she was kind and worried about hurting the old man. After all, the other party said it for herself when Bol suddenly wanted to violate her. In a word.
Seeing her expression, Walrazi understood it, and sneered: "So the little girl is easy to be deceived, and you still treat this vulgar and shameless person as a friend, do you know that in the tribe that day, she disguised herself as Your father ran to your tent and almost insulted your mother."
"Ah!" Aman looked at Wusun in disbelief, wondering if it was him that night
But Wusun didn't care at all. There were no other people from the Tie Yan Department here, and he wasn't afraid of revealing his secrets. He just stared at Walazzi coldly, and said through gritted teeth, "Are you the man in black that night?" The poisonous needle has ruined him during this period of time.
Walrazi smiled and said: "Even I didn't get Yalixian, you old man wants to eat swan meat, how come my black blood needle tastes good."
"You're courting death!" The old man Wusun was furious, and wanted to chop his head with a palm, but was stopped by Song Qingshu.
"What are you doing?" Wu Sun looked at him warily.
"He has been in this maze all year round, so he should be very familiar with this maze." Song Qingshu said lightly.
Wu Chen on the side also nodded and said: "That's right, finding the treasure is the most important thing now." At the same time, he cursed secretly in his heart, this guy actually sneaked into Yalixian's tent, it was too daring, no wonder Mu Zhuo Lun He didn't warn against the attack from the Ministry, so it turned out to be the result of being poisoned. Hmph, originally I couldn't escape the responsibility for the annihilation of the whole army this time, but with this factor, everything can be blamed on him.