Chapter 572: The Missing Crossbowman
The crossbowman clenched the bow in his hand, and he wondered what the leader had judged to be the man of the great world, and it was difficult for people to sort out his true intentions in this brief moment, what was he going to do? Everything was so difficult to choose! Yes, the most important thing he needed to do was to let his life end in his own hands as well. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
It's just a pity that he can't take the lives of those enemies who hurt the lives of his entire family. If it is to be able to cut himself, the person he should help first for the time being is......
In the distance, a huge flying procession of bone-eating wasps flew in the sky, and when they flapped their wings, they made an extremely sharp buzzing sound that would burrow into people's hearts. Their bodies were three times larger than they had been at the beginning, and they looked like huge black clouds floating in the sky from afar. The surrounding Fusu flowers and trees, which were still green and lush, were all covered in dark shadows. The bright day is also dark for a moment, and the gray is like the coming of night. It was only in the gaps in the flying formations of those bone-eating bees that the bright light of the sky outside was revealed.
But what is that? Those bone-eating bees are flying up in a formation that resembles the Tai Chi Bagua Diagram? From a distance, it looks like a big Tai Chi Bagua Diagram, and then in an instant it is transformed into several hexagram maps. And he has always liked to study these Yili, and because of years of painstaking research, he has debunked the mystery of the Three Arrows Dead Man that was lost a hundred years ago from those Yili. Could it be that these bone-eating bees are also related to Yi Li? If so, he should have a chance to get to the bottom of it, but no, it's too short. He simply couldn't sit still and sit still.
The most important thing is that these bone-eating wasps are moving forward quickly. Compared to the dense forests in the inner part of this oasis, it is simply an open and flat land, and there is an attack from bone-eating bees on one side, a huge steep slope on the east side, and a lake on the west side, which is now a bit deep, which indicates that the only way people can escape is behind them.
The crossbowman looked at the shape of those bone-eating bees flying over with some unwillingness, which didn't look like an accident, their densely spread stretch was at least the size of dozens of flags, and it was obviously such a small hive just now, but the number of bone-eating bees coming out of it was so staggering, just the kind of buzzing that directly drilled into people's hearts and caused people to scratch and unbearably could almost easily. Kill the enemy.
But the terrain of the only escape path left behind, due to the steep slopes and the cramped by the lake, there was only a small narrow path, and the crossbowman saw that the leader and some of his cronies were retreating through that narrow path, and after thinking about it again and again, he was still hesitating whether to turn his back on these people, but when he saw the bone-eating bees chasing after him, he began to feel that this hesitation was really meaningless, and he had lost the opportunity to take refuge in that prince. When he was about to embark on that narrow path, he was instructed by the leader not to take this path. The crossbowman and some of the soldiers who rushed up behind him were forcibly driven in two other directions. His master wanted them to use their bodies to distract the bone-eating bees, forcefully and without negotiation.
There were already screams at the end of the fleeing procession. They were subjected to the frenzied gnawing of bone-eating wasps.
The crossbowman heard the sharp teeth crumbling through the cracks of the cicadas' calls. The teeth of those bone-eating wasps were as sharp as boning steel knives.
Ancient legends are being brutally confirmed. And the scene is so thrilling. No amount of imagination can accomplish its horror of one of the ten.
The moment the crossbowman raised his head, he saw the Tai Chi hexagram that was constantly enlarged, and these bone-eating bees flew so far away that they kept changing their flying attitude to become a new hexagram. But he still didn't get out of the shape of the hexagram, and he looked far away at Shanxiu and Mingqi who were standing in the distance. They were watching him too.
That kind of look was revealed in the eyes of the son next to the son of the hanging son, like an honest and sincere close gaze. How could it be, how could it be that kind of gaze, they didn't even look at each other. The swarm of bees was already on the verge of streak overhead in his moment.
He didn't have time to hesitate anymore.
It's all just self-delusion when you're greedy for life and afraid of death. He didn't believe what he saw was such an honest gaze.
However, what is the matter with these bone-eating bees, all the soldiers who were still standing beside him just now are already being bitten, and he is the only one who has been missed by these bone-eating bees. Was it a momentary oversight, or was it ...... He raised his head again, and carefully observed the formation of the Bagua diagram arranged by the bone-eating bee with his body, which seemed to be the reason for this Taiji diagram, precisely because he was standing on the kun position, and the line of the kun position on the map was not lined up with the bone-eating bees.
Once again, he looked into the distance at the gaze that was still looking at him, still so clear that there was no threat at all from there. It's like they're not the enemy, and it's not like it's like it's now. In this way, what the man said was true, not only did they not hold a grudge against him for killing so many of them, but on the contrary, they would come to his aid and save him from fire and water. How credible is such a strange reversal, or is it simply a casual frolic of these noble sons, he ...... Finally...... How to choose?
The heart that sank to the bottom of the chest suddenly came alive at a certain moment. He knew it was a strong desire to survive. In order to prompt him to make a new choice, at least try the content of this speculation.
Almost subconsciously, he began to look for the Kun position in the formation in the huge shadow where the bone-eating bee had landed on the ground. And it worked. Then there is the constant search, which works every time. It's like he's always on the edge of this weird life and death. What you breathe, what you feel, and what you see can be seen in death. It doesn't seem real, it's not real, he can't say how it feels. In the horror from the inside out, there is also a sense of the aftermath of the catastrophe. All around him was the sound of bones being crushed and crushed, and then screams, but those screams seemed to be diluted, but only the sound of bones constantly being crushed by sharp teeth, so prominent and piercing, as if they had been grinding in their ears. It turns out that this is what it feels like to be illuminated by death.
Ming Qi looked at Shanxiu in the midst of this fierce battle, "Brother really has to take care of this idle matter, fortunately, this person is still smart, he understands what his brother means, and now, he is running according to the Kun position, and it is estimated that he should be able to escape." However, if I had known that my brother would be able to do this, I should have asked him for a thank you gift first. That's what we should say when we can talk to him then. Now that I think about it, it was all nonsense back then! I didn't ask him for any precious gifts. Even if I just give him a little remind!"
Shanxiu smiled, "Thank you, he will give it to us sooner or later, and it will be very rich." ”