The fight was carried out in the dark, and there was a sound, but it was obscured by the sound of the heavy rain outside, making it soundless.
The martial arts of the two monks were obviously far beyond Gu Xinglang's imagination. After a few fights, Gu Xinglang was convinced that apart from the fact that the two monks were knocked unconscious by Yu Xiaoxiao, other times, including the two When he was tortured without saying a word, both of them were acting with him.
After blocking a monk's palm, Gu Xinglang's back slammed into the stone wall.
At this moment, the two monks stopped for a while as if they were convinced that Gu Xinglang was powerless to fight back.
"What do you want to do?" Gu Xinglang raised his hand to wipe the corners of his wet mouth and asked in a hoarse voice.
"People took you away without knowing it," the monk who had been silent for a while finally spoke up.
"Why?" Gu Xinglang asked.
"Gu Qinghui," the monk said, "you can just capture it."
Another monk slapped out at this time.
Gu Xinglang reluctantly took another breath and took the monk's palm.
The body bounced up and slammed into the stone wall, the stone wall was swept by the palm wind, and some rubble splashed on Gu Xinglang's face, one of which was splashed at the corner of his eye, Gu Xinglang closed his eyes in response. , When he opened his eyes again, the world in front of him seemed to be shrouded in a layer of blood, which made him faintly feel sick.
"Let's go," the monk grabbed Gu Xinglang's shirt with his hand and hit Gu Xinglang's temple with a palm.
Gu Xinglang struggled and threw a punch, then his body slid down the stone wall, and he slid down to the ground.
"Don't let him die," the monk who was standing by and was about to stand by, reminded his companions.
The monk standing in front of Gu Xinglang squatted down. In the darkness, the two of them still saw clearly. They tried Gu Xinglang's breath. The monk said, "He's just in a coma."
The monk on the side said: "While Yu Linglong is away, we will take him away as soon as possible."
"What about the other people in this village?" asked the monk who put his hand on Gu Xinglang's heart again.
The standing monk said in a gloomy and authentic voice, "Naturally I won't stay."
At this time, the barbarians in the village were all locked in the house, and there were no bystanders. Fengtian and Suzaku had nowhere to escape at this time. They had been waiting for this opportunity for a whole day.
The standing monk glanced at the corner. Ten people were curled up there. The monk believed that these ten people must not dare to say anything. These people are still useful to them and cannot die for the time being. "Let's go," turning his head, the monk urged his companions again.
The half-squatting monk lifted Gu Xinglang's chin and wiped the blood from the corner of Gu Xinglang's mouth with his fingers. This young man only seemed to have good martial arts skills. A living Gu Xinglang. He used some strength to press the fingers on the corner of Gu Xinglang's mouth, and half of Gu Xinglang's face was twisted a little by the monk, and then the monk noticed that his subordinates moved.
"Oh?" The monk snorted in surprise. This kid can wake up so quickly
"What's wrong?" the standing monk asked immediately.
"No..." The monk just said a word, but stopped talking.
Gu Xinglang raised his head, blood red in his eyes.
The monk facing Gu Xinglang was immediately startled, and his hand subconsciously wanted to chop at the side of Gu Xinglang's neck.
"What's the matter?" The standing monk felt that the situation was wrong, and asked again, and then he saw his companion fell backwards, and his whole body flew out sideways.
The monk was startled and felt bad, and slapped Gu Xinglang, who was still sitting on the ground.
In the darkness, the chiefs heard screams in the stone house, which made the chiefs even more stunned.
"You," the monk was strangled by Gu Xinglang's throat, looked at Gu Xinglang's blood-red eyes, and suddenly thought of something, his hands desperately clenched Gu Xinglang's hand that was strangling his throat, struggling to speak.
Gu Xinglang looked at the monk who was struggling in his hands, a slight smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth, and two words came out of his mouth: "Damn."
The monk shook his head at Gu Xinglang and tried his best to open his mouth, as if he had something to say to Gu Xinglang.
Gu Xinglang grabbed the monk's left arm. The flesh and blood body was torn apart like a piece of paper in Gu Xinglang's hand. The monk was torn apart by Gu Xinglang before he could even let out a scream. into pieces.
Another monk woke up from a brief coma, and what he saw was the scene of his companion being held by Gu Xinglang with one hand, torn apart alive.
The scene was so terrifying that the monk froze to the ground.
Gu Xinglang threw away the burnt head that was still in his hand, and turned to look at the monk sitting on the ground.
The monk suddenly jumped up from the ground and flew towards the door of the house.
Seeing that his hand touched the door of the stone house, the monk had a feeling of the rest of his life. At this moment, Gu Xinglang's blood-stained hand pressed against the door of the stone house. The monk turned his head, facing the Just a pair of blood red eyes.
Jiang Zhuojun hurriedly walked to the front of the master, looking at the man who could doze while standing, Jiang Zhuojun shook his head and called the master, "Xiong Xiong!"
The big boss rushed forward, opened his eyes and saw Jiang Zhuojun standing beside him, the big boss woke up and said, "General Xiao Jiang, why are you here?"
Jiang Zhuojun said: "I'm not at ease, come and see, Lao Tang told me that your concubine is alone in the house?"
The head of the family said, "My princess didn't come back, and the concubine's heart was on fire. I guess he's going to vent his anger with those people inside."
Jiang Zhuojun looked at the stone house not far from him. Because the door of the house was tightly closed, he couldn't see the lights in the house. "How long has Qinghui been in?" Jiang Zhuojun asked the boss.
The head of the family said, "It won't be long, General Xiaojiang, let's just wait."
"You should persuade him to rest," Jiang Zhuojun said to the boss, "what can he do now like this?"
"My God," said the big boss, "General Xiao Jiang, even you can't persuade my concubine. I'm the one who obeys orders. Can I persuade him?"
Jiang Zhuojun sighed.
The eldest family said, "It's useless for anyone to persuade me now. My princess brings the eldest young master back, and the concubine will be fine."
Jiang Zhuojun waited for a while under the half-upside-down eaves, watching a charred beam of wood being washed by the water and drifting to the lower part of the village.
The big boss asked, "General Xiao Jiang, when will the rain stop?"
Jiang Zhuojun shook his head, the weather in Miaodi is impermanent, and this rain may last for several days.
"You said that the eldest young master of my family, what did he do in the Miao field?" the eldest master asked again.
Jiang Zhuojun shook his head at the headmaster and walked towards the stone house. Even if Gu Xinglang wanted to let go of his anger, this person should have been mad enough for so long.
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