It was as if the body of the little barbarian was no longer his own. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info eyes uncontrollably watered, and his legs rushed desperately towards the village chief barbarian king, angina, but his head was blank. He just felt like a bystander, and everything was none of his business.

Xiao Manzhan rushed to the top of the mountain, gasping for breath. However, it was a step too late・・・・・・

He saw two hairy savages standing on the edge of the cliff and throwing something down, he saw his companions covered in mud and dirt, and tired faces supporting each other, roaring with excitement, he saw the barbarian crocodile rushing forward, he saw the barbarian king have a long knife wound on his face, and old tears crisscrossed his resolute face.

Two night envoys stood on the edge of the cliff, and with one hand lifted an old woman, Grandma Ma, to the cliff.

Because of the drug, the thin old man was powerless to struggle. Curled up, shriveled skin twisted together, enduring pain.

The night envoy was like a piece of steel with an expressionless face, and just like that, he dragged the old man's hair mixed with white silk. Grandma Ma is like a little girl with pigtails・・・・・・

The hanging grandmother tried to kick the night messenger with her hands and feet, but she couldn't reach it. Now she is like a dress that shakes in the wind, and she may "float" down the cliff at any time.

"Leave me alone—"

"Leave me alone—!" said Grandma Ma, whose eyes seemed to be about to close, repeated.

The barbarian king and the children watched like knives, and carefully talked to the two night envoys, in case the two night envoys threw Grandma Ma off the cliff.

Although the two sides did not understand each other's language, the barbarian king still saw the meaning of the other party from the gesture, and the two night envoys told them to step back.

However, just after the barbarian king and the others retreated about ten meters, the dark night pulled hard and tore off Grandma Ma's hair alive・・・・・・

"Goodbye, old fellow!"

"Ahh

The barbarian king rushed over madly, wanting to jump off the cliff to intercept the falling grandmother.

However, just as the Barbarian King and the Barbarian Crocodile had made a move, the two Night Envoys actually jumped off the cliff by themselves. The bottomless cliffs were filled with clouds and mist, and strange sounds came out of the abyss.

A giant python soared into the sky, swallowed the falling Grandma Ma in one gulp, and took over the two night envoys who jumped off the cliff, and the huge head rushed out of the misty abyss, and returned to the cliff with the two night envoys.

The giant python's stout body stretched from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, and its huge head seemed to crush the mountain. The giant snake spat out the letter and stared at everyone, and the burly crocodile was not even as big as one of the giant snake's eyes.

The two night envoys looked at the barbarian king and the others playfully, as if they wanted to say that I wanted to go, who could stop them.

"Brute, you are looking for death!"

The barbarian king shouted angrily, his hair standing on end, and his eyes widened angrily.

He pounced and punched the tip of the giant snake's mouth, and the scale armor was directly knocked away, and his arm was embedded in the skin and flesh of the giant snake.

Although blood has been seen, it is just a flea stare at it for the giant python, and there is no substantial damage.

At this time, the night envoy issued an order to the python, and the python threw the barbarian king off the mountain, directly from the bottom of the cliff, and then turned around and left, wanting to disappear into the mountains.

"Where to go!"

The crocodile jumped directly under the cliff, and the two fists stared at the python's flesh and blood like a thumbtack, picking at the flesh and blood, and the giant snake ignored the crocodile and continued to flee. The crocodile stood dead in place, and because the arm was embedded in the flesh and blood, the arm turned into a sharp knife, pulling a long wound on the python's body, like a chasm. Countless scales were torn off.

However, for the giant python, this kind of wound is a little bit of skin, and the giant python is about to disappear into the mountains, only to see the barbarian king break through the earth and bounce up. The whole person turned into a sharp sword, which directly penetrated the giant python and pierced a hole in the snake's body.

"Sizzle!" the python looked back at the barbarian king viciously, and walked away. In the blink of an eye, there was only a snake's tail left in the mountains.

"You can't go!" roared the Barbarian King, unfurling his body and leaping over a hill in the air, with the crocodile in hot pursuit.

In this way, a giant python was crawling in the mountains, and two human beasts were chasing behind it, and the two sides started a chase battle.

"What to do! I didn't expect this group of barbarians to be so fierce!" the tall night envoy on top of the python asked, looking a little flustered, he had always looked at the companion beside him. It was because of this that he was not killed by Huo Xin like his other companions.

The cultivator next to him was too weak, and he entered the Royal Secret Regiment with his superb fighting skills and martial arts. In the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm, if you can't cultivate, no matter how hard you try, you won't be able to get rid of the fate of the little people.

Because even if your fighting skills are perfect, no matter how powerful your martial arts are, how can you compete with the monks who have the power of heaven and earth? Strength is the foundation of all fairness.

So for many years, the one next to him has been stuck at the bottom of the Night Herald.

But because of this, in a place like the Hongbarren Mountain Range, where cultivation is suppressed and spells cannot be used, excellent fighting skills have become life-saving skills.

What's more, what is most powerful about him is his cunning and insidiousness, with which he has lived with himself until now, and has forced Huo Xin and Xuanyue into a desperate situation several times.

"It's okay! Take off the hides!

I saw that the short dark night envoy next to him unhurriedly peeled off the animal skin on his body, revealing the cheeks of a sharp-beaked monkey.

Wearing this animal skin is also the attention of the dwarf night envoy who wants to come out. They set a trap and caught a relatively powerful monster, stripped it of its fur and put it on.

This is done with the help of the breath of the demon beast to avoid the harassment of the beast as much as possible, and the second is that the thick skin of the demon beast is also a soft armor that can protect itself.

The taller Nightmalign Envoy shed his skin without even thinking about it. However, the next moment, something unexpected happened.

The dwarf Nightmalign pulled out a sharp dagger and dissolved his neck from behind. The trachea ruptures, and warm blood gushes out. There was no pain, just a warm liquid flowing in my neck, and then the world in my eyes immediately turned gray.

At this moment, he experienced the dying experience of a person who had been assassinated by himself before・・・・・・

The Royal Night Regiment is an assassin regiment, everyone is specially trained, killing people is commonplace, and there is no problem in achieving a fatal knife.

The next moment, the dark night of the sharp-beaked monkey's gills used the blood of his companions to draw some runes on the snake's head and perform a brief ritual.

The dark night that followed death caused black smoke to rise all over the body, and the corpses, including the blood on the ground, disappeared into the black smoke.

Suddenly, a huge black vortex appeared in the sky, sucking the short Nighteer and the giant serpent into it.

"Kill!" the barbarian king shouted. Leap into the black swirls in the sky.

"King!" cried the crocodile.

Originally, I thought that the barbarian king would also be sucked into the whirlpool, but I didn't expect that the black whirlpool was like a phantom at the moment, and the barbarian king penetrated through the past and did not enter it.

The moment the body passed through the whirlpool, the Barbarian King understood. In this life, there is one person! Forever separated from himself!

The next moment, the whirlpool disappeared into thin air in the sky.

The spirit of the barbarian king was instantly crushed! The soul seemed to be taken away by the legendary black and white impermanence, and imprisoned by the imp・・・・・・

Let your body fall freely in the middle of the sky!

"Goodbye, old fellow!" Grandma Ma's voice echoed in her ears for a long time.

"Bang!" the barbarian king fell heavily to the ground, smashing out a big hole.

This time, the barbarian king did not climb out again.

"Don't go!ahh・・・・・・h

The voice coming from the pit was very old, but it cried like a child!

The barbarian king washed his face with tears in his eyes, and lay on his side in the cave like a puddle of mud!

After a long time, the sound in the cave subsided, and the barbarian king fainted in the cave.

The crocodile carried the king back to the village, followed by the children, and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive along the way.

A child who suddenly loses his support will draw strength from the pain and become an indestructible piece of steel.

Back in the village, the exhausted children, under the leadership of Manmu, rescued and took care of the remaining unconscious clansmen in the village, while Huo Xin Xuanyue assisted on the side・・・・・・

The heavy task may really distract the grief-stricken from the little brute war, and he didn't continue to cry. Of course, maybe it's just that Xiao Manzhan is tired of crying and can't shed any more tears.

That night, the little brute sat quietly under the tree where the brute tiger was nailed, and the little wolf fell asleep in the animal skin on the little brute's chest month by month.

The body of the Brute Tiger had been taken down by the Crocodile and placed with the rest of the dead people.

Xiao Manzhan's hair was messy, and his face looked a little pale in the moonlight, and the little boy who was originally very active now gave others a sad and cold feeling.

Xuan Yue wanted to comfort Xiao Manzhan, but she couldn't understand the language and didn't know what to say. So he sat down against the trunk of the tree next to the little barbarian.

As long as Xuan Yue thought of the death of the brute tiger in her heart, and thought of the blood of the corpse flowing from the land where she was sitting, her heart beat a drum. But I don't know why, I just gritted my teeth and sat down!

"Why am I so eager to gain his trust, to comfort and please him?"

"Is it because I want to use him to co-opt the barbarians?"

"Is it because I want to use him to curry favor with the mysterious powerhouse behind him?"

"Could it be ・・・・・・?"

Xuan Yue assumed countless possibilities in her mind, but she didn't have any, and she didn't dare to think about a certain possibility. The two of them sat quietly and without saying a word for the night.

In the night, there were intermittent faint cries of friends, and waves did not stop, and waves rose again and again.

The next morning, the barbarian king got up early and came out of the stone house. However, the appearance of the barbarian king surprised everyone. The barbarian king's cheeks were sunken, his whole person was thin, and his eyes were slightly black. What's more, the black hair, which was originally just a little white, is now gray.

It is not the years that make people old, but the loss of sunshine and rain in the soul.