When I saw this, my eyes straightened.
Everyone in the room saw Wu Diao dawdling at the door for a while, then turned around and walked back step by step, very unwilling, they all laughed and said, "What can you see like this? Why don't you hurry back?"
Wu Diao's feet had already stepped into the house when he spoke.
He came in against the light, his face was blurry, everyone didn't care, only He Lianzheng who had been keeping his eyes closed for a while suddenly opened his eyes.
While opening his eyes.
"Snapped."
The food box in Wu Diao's hand suddenly fell, and the food spilled all over the floor. Er Bao, who was sitting at the front, was almost burned, so he jumped up and gave way, laughing and scolding: "Your soul lost your soul when you saw something..."
His words were blocked in his throat - at the same time as the lunch box fell to the ground, Wu Diao fell forward and fell into his arms, opened his mouth a few times, but couldn't speak, and then his seven orifices began to bleed slowly.
black blood.
At the moment when the blood flowed out, He Lianzheng had already jumped up, but instead of catching Wu Diao, he raised his hand and slammed it against the wall.
With a bang, the entire wall collapsed, and behind the wall filled with smoke and dust, a woman in red with a strange blower in her hand raised her head in astonishment.
The long knife flashed like lightning, and directly pierced her mouth that was opened in shock!
In from the mouth, out from the back of the neck!
The smoke and dust have not yet cleared, and the blood has already sprayed out!
A few black shadows rushed out.
With a sneer, He Lianzheng didn't rush to draw the knife, and took a step forward with the knife. The long knife pierced through the head of the fake bride, and shot horizontally at the attacking men in black.
His knife slapped horizontally like a hurricane and sea waves, roaring ferociously, passing through one person's body, it would surely hit another person's chest.
He didn't care about his back, and the remaining four people were guarding his back step by step.
The smoke and dust slowly scattered and then rose up, stirred by the wind and sword light like a yellow veil, in the yellow veil from time to time there were crimson blood beads passing by in clusters, pungent and spilling like peach blossoms.
The blood of oneself and the enemy, a fierce battle lore in the smoke and dust.
When the number of people decreased and the smoke was about to disperse, He Lianzheng suddenly let out a whistle, and the unbridled horses scattered in the yard immediately ran over. Pat the horse and go straight to the courtyard gate.
The gate was still closed, He Lianzheng's sturdy mount raised its hoof and kicked violently, the gate collapsed with a bang, and the five of them galloped away again in a cloud of dust.
A black shadow flashed, and several men in black chased them out. They looked at the corpses on the ground with ugly faces, and the man at the head stomped his feet for a while, saying: "I still don't believe in this evil, everyone keep chasing! He must not be allowed to return to the ground." grassland!"
sixth day.
mountain north.
"The horse is tired, feed the horse first." He Lianzheng stopped the horse and shook it when he came down.
Two hands reached out to support him.
The owner of the hand looked at each other with dark and bitter eyes.
Three Falcons and Eight Badgers.
Seven Biao, only two Biao left.
Erbao died in Qingfeng Town on the border between Changning and Longbei. A cold arrow ruined his life. When He Lianzheng made a mistake in a battle, Qiying was the first to step under him and put his chest on the opponent. sword.
Even the king's horse was injured when crossing the river once, and was pushed into the river cruelly by He Lianzheng.
When the beloved horse that he had been with for many years sank into the river, He Lianzheng didn't even show any expression.
Like when his brothers died, he didn't waste his time mourning or collecting the body, he was just killing.
Up to now, the remaining Er Biao has no complaints against He Lianzheng, only they know best how difficult the journey is.
He hardly eats or sleeps, he has been killing and killing, most of the enemies died under his hands, most of the attacks were received under his hands, he had more wounds than everyone along the way, many times they thought he would fall In the end, it was someone else who fell down.
The chasing soldiers were obviously also driven crazy or helpless, and they wanted to keep them inland, but no matter what the method was, assassination, siege, trapping, he would have a way to get out, that is the hero in the dark night. The fierce tiger in Shihei Mountain usually does not show its sharp claws, but at the most critical moment, it sticks out its palms, and with a snap, the sharpness of its five fingers flashes.
"There is still a day's journey before we can go back to the grassland." In front of a river, He Lianzheng leaned on the horse and said in a low voice.
Er Biao squinted his eyes at the same time, and seemed to see the grassland a day away, lit with familiar orange lights, butter candles exuding a slight smell, and relatives and friends sitting around in the tent, turning off the hot soup pot.
San Falcon and Ba Badger swallowed at the same time.
The two also turned around and looked behind at the same time, a group of men in black clothes in rags followed behind far behind.
Looking at that appearance, he was also exhausted, his body holding the sword was shaking, it didn't look like he was chasing him, but he was seeing him off.
It's funny that the chase has become like this, but none of the parties involved thinks it's funny, and they don't have the strength to make it funny anymore. At this time, they don't care about setting up a siege or hiding their whereabouts, just like a pair of desperate enemies, one hugging the other's leg to prevent him from going back, and the other dragging his leg to drag him back to his home .
"This group of women is very persistent, and their organization must be very strict." He Lianzheng chuckled, "At this time, no one is afraid to leave, and they still follow the order to the letter."
Three Falcons and Eight Badgers smiled feebly, thinking to yourself, don't you want this, Your Majesty? Don't you just hope to attract all the pursuers together and then eliminate them by your own strength
You have to cut off all clues that may endanger the concubine, just like they want to keep you on the way to the grassland, you also want to keep them all in front of the grassland.
Only the dead can guarantee the safety of the princess.
So you don't rush back to the grassland desperately, so you stop and go, you are using yourself as a bait to attract the other party to come out, the blood you shed along the way is just to cover up all you and everyone left on this road The smell of concubine.
Three Falcons and Eight Badgers raised their eyes and looked at the starry sky above their heads. The stars were so bright and far away that they might shine on the eyes of the grassland brothers at this moment.
They are all orphans. They were adopted by King Kuku since they were young, and grew up with Zadaran. He is their king and their brother.