I don't know who started it first, but everyone attacked Yu Qingyu.
They were originally looking for Han Si's cha, so they would naturally have weapons, wooden sticks, shovels, and ropes in their hands, pulling towards Yu Qingyu one after another.
Han Zhujing hurried forward to stop him, so many people had already stared at him, he couldn't move, he could only yell for Yu Qingyu to run, soon, his mouth was also covered.
Hans took advantage of the confusion and wanted to sneak away. The hands tied behind his back made it even more difficult for him to walk in the dark mountains.
He staggered a few times and fell to the ground. When he touched the wound on his body, he couldn't hold back the "Ouch", and was naturally caught back.
The way Han Mu looked at him could be described as murderous. Yuqing Yuhao had no doubt that if Han Mu was untied, she would rush to Han Si and scratch his face without hesitation.
Yu Qingyu stood not far away watching the scene of them beating a dead dog in turn, feeling contemptuous in his heart.
You don't even know when he ran away, and you still want to kill him, it's really... stupid!
Finally, the group felt that Huang Daxian must be dead, so they breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully searched the corpse.
"Fuck! This is not a yellow man, this is a dog!"
"Where did that yellow man go?"
"It's over, it's over, we're all over, he's gone, we're dead."
Look, if you need it, it's Huang Daxian, if you don't, it's Huang Pizi, tsk tsk... .
Suddenly, a gust of evil wind blew up from the flat ground, and a tornado rolled out of the burnt black plant ash on the ground, which made people unable to open their eyes.
A few timid ones peed their pants in fright, knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy. In the night, a black shadow floated in the air, with long hair flying around, and their faces could not be seen clearly, but the powerful aura made everyone unable to give birth. The mind of rebellion.
Only Han Zhujing was staring at the system, as if wondering why he was floating in the air.
"Huh?" The system whispered softly. It's a bit strange and a bit powerful that this young man can't be affected by his aura.
But the system didn't feel comfortable paying more attention to him. There were a lot of weird things going on in the Great Thousand World, so as long as it didn't hinder him, he would be fine.
Yu Qingyu led a group of juniors into a circle and surrounded them all
The weasels all stood up and made different high and low voices, as if they were performing some mysterious ritual.
Several people fainted from fright, while others shivered and huddled together, holding a shovel in their hands for defense.
Yu Qingyu pretended to appear on stage again, he jumped onto the rock and sighed.
He didn't intend to touch them tonight, and he wanted to keep them to play slowly, but... he insisted on courting death, what could he do? Of course they are fulfilled.
With a wave of Yu Qingyu's paw, the white powder was blown to them along with the wind. After a while, the weapons of those who were holding weapons all fell to the ground, and they also fell limply.
You can use such a labor-saving method of administering medicine, why do you have to fight and kill, it takes a lot of effort, and you eat two more chicken legs.
With a wave of Yu Qingyu's paw, all his descendants rushed to bite the humans.
The screams were mixed in the wind, and they sounded more miserable and piercing. Yu Qingyu couldn't help shaking his body.
After about time, he yelled, and the weasels and wolves all retreated to their original positions.
Although those people didn't die, they were worse than death. The women were disfigured, with countless wounds on their bodies, and the men ruined chickens, yes, that chickens.
Only Han Zhujing was intact, but his eyes were as cold as ice, dark and bottomless.
(end of this chapter)