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At the moment when the King's Sword cut off the Immortal Soldier's Battle Spear, Chu Feng finally let out a long breath, he knew that the overall situation had been decided, and the other party had almost no room to fight again.

It was only at this time that Chu Feng found that his clothes had been soaked with his own sweat, as if they had just been fished out of the water, and they were still dripping down, and even his feet were already wet.

Chu Feng let out a long breath, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and while looking at the drunk, he said, "You don't need to go so hard, it's enough to kill and cultivate with the opening of the killing array." ”

Enough is enough, enough for this battle.

Chu Feng sighed, and then waited for the drunk to finish the final sweeping work.

"Go ahead, and when you get there, I can be sure that there will be no monks there. ”

Drunk and finally relieved, although his face was still ugly, but with the support of the medicinal power of the Seven Flowers, it was not to the point of running out of oil and drying up.

Drunk and sighed as he spoke.

Chu Feng nodded, bowed slightly to the drunken and returned, and said, "Thank you." ”

"I won't help you with something like this next time, it's too dangerous...... It's like sending you to death. ”

Chu Feng glanced at Chu Feng and said very dissatisfied.

Chu Feng smiled slightly, nodded, and walked towards the mountain following the traces left when he left the mountain.

Although the sea of fire had dissipated at this time, the temperature left before was still there, the ground that had been burned black was still scorching, and the air that was still rolling in the hot waves was filled with unburned ashes of grass and trees, mixed with an unbearable scorching smell that could not avoid penetrating Chu Feng's nostrils, making Chu Feng cough violently.

Chu Feng stood below the mountainside, waiting for the earth to cool down to a temperature he could bear, but he didn't know how long he would have to wait.

The first thing he waited for was not the cooling of the earth, but the completion of the aftermath work, and the drunkenness that came to him did not return.

"Give me the rest of your remaining Seven Flowers, and I'll take you there. Drunk Bugui stretched out his hand and said to Chu Feng, although his voice revealed extreme exhaustion, but looking at his eyes, there was still a bit of brilliance.

Chu Feng glanced at the drunken non-return, then thought about it, took out a jar of wine in his mustard seed sac, handed it to the drunken and said, "Do you want to give you a jar of wine?"

Drunk and didn't return, he put his nose in front of the mud seal of the wine jar, sniffed hard, a flame suddenly ignited in his eyes, snatched the wine jar, hugged it in his arms, as if holding some rare treasure, showed a bright smile, and then looked at Chu Feng and said: "Forget it, I'll suffer a loss, take you over." ”

Drunk Bugui carried Chu Feng's collar in one hand, lifted Chu Feng like a chicken, and suddenly rose against the wind, although it flew a little hard, crookedly, and almost fell from the air several times, but finally landed smoothly on the mountainside.

The battle just now was too intense, and the powerful impact had already slashed the mountain peak with cracks everywhere, and there was even a huge crack that spread from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain—that was the feat accomplished by the last slash of the King's Sword.

"I won't go up, I've always been soft-hearted, and I can't bear to see that kind of scene. Drunk and paused, then looked at Chu Feng and said very seriously, "The next time we meet, I'm here to kill you." ”

Chu Feng nodded with a smile and said, "I know, but even if you want to kill me, we may still be friends." ”

Drunk and rolled his eyes, then sighed helplessly and said: "I have few friends, a friend makes me never get rid of the past, a friend makes me unable to enjoy the present, what about you, do you still want to occupy my future?"

Chu Feng was stunned, and then laughed, drunk and not returning, he already admitted that he was his friend.

Even if you really want to live and die in the future, but friends are friends, and they have nothing to do with each other's positions, right?

Chu Feng smiled and hugged Drunken Return, which made the expression on Drunken Return's face a little stiff.

Drunk and pursed his lips, then frowned and said: "I'll go find a place to recuperate, after you settle the children on the mountain, I will probably come to you, and then ...... Please, don't use this sword array to cut me so hard. ”

Chu Feng smiled and shook his head and said, "I'm a wasted person, I can't control this kind of big array." ”

"You have so many friends, there will always be someone willing to help you. Drunk and unreturned, sighed slightly, waved his hand, untied the wine gourd on his waist and threw it into Chu Feng's hand, smiled and winked, "Friend, I will give you a souvenir, the next time we meet, we will not be friends." ”

After saying that, he took a few steps and quickly disappeared into the dark night sky.

Chu Feng looked at the wine gourd in his hand, shook it with a smile, it had become an empty gourd, not a drop of wine was left, it seemed that he didn't drink less on the way here.

But it's okay, the wine is given to me, and it's just a waste.

Chu Feng walked through the primeval forest, the beasts in the forest had already been frightened, and there were countless birds and beasts that were directly scared to death in the forest, and some of them were psychic, and they were directly killed and crucified, which could be regarded as a death catastrophe for no reason.

Chu Feng walked up to the top of the mountain, and the flat ground on the top of the mountain split from a wide opening in the middle, and spread all the way to the bottom of the mountain, this is the trace of the king's sword cutting through a mountain, and it is also the trace left by the king's sword cutting off the immortal soldier's war spear.

At both ends of this rift, blood and flesh were sprinkled.

Chu Feng crossed the rift and continued to move forward, and what came into view was a Shura field.

Chu Feng looked at the tragic scene in the field and couldn't help but purse his lips.

Chu Feng didn't turn his head to ignore the Shura field in this world, although it was difficult to calm down in his heart, he still tried his best to keep his expression stable, and did not lose control and react too violently.

Among the flesh and blood and the severed limbs and severed arms, there were still a few men who had been reduced to mortals after the rest of their lives, covered in blood and minced flesh, and could not tell whether it was someone else's or their own.

Some of their expressions were sluggish, some were crazy, and they were obviously insane due to the collapse of their will.

Only one man knelt on the ground, and then said to Chu Feng, "Please, kill me." ”

Chu Feng looked at the man, looking at the desperate look in the man's eyes, his heart tingled slightly, but he immediately forced his heart to become as hard as iron stone.

Chu Feng shook his head slightly, they had reached such a point that he could no longer do anything, although he was begging to kill him, but he really couldn't attack an unarmed person - even if he was once stained with blood.

Chu Feng bypassed the vast Shura field, ignoring how the man was crying bitterly behind him, begging and wailing, and instead walked unswervingly towards the beast pen not far ahead.

It was indeed a corral, surrounded by wooden bars around a clearing area.

Are the girls imprisoned here?

Chu Feng smiled helplessly, and there was more desolation, pathos, and anger in that smile.

People are not animals.

Chu Feng's fist clenched tightly and walked quickly towards the beast pen.

There were many people lying in the pens, and by the light of the moon could be seen, almost all of them were small bodies, and if you counted them carefully, there were sixteen or seventeen, but they were all burned beyond recognition, and they were like charcoals.

Chu Feng's heart suddenly shook, several of the remains were still smoking, obviously they had just been burned alive.

Even if they die, do they have to burn these children to death?

Even if you die, don't you want these children to live?

Even if you die, don't you want to let yourself take even a child?

But what is wrong with these children, what is wrong, and why do they deserve to die?

Why do they deserve to die?

And why do they have to die?

Chu Feng shuddered, what kind of scene can be called Shura Hell?

Probably the scene in front of him, a young body that had lost its vitality was lying in front of him, he could only watch, but there was nothing he could do, nothing could be done, and in the end, he still didn't save a child.

Chu Feng turned around suddenly, he looked at the people in the sea of blood, he stared at a pair of eyes that were bloodshot because of anger, looking at the few figures who were still struggling in the sea of blood, he clenched his fists, and his teeth slammed into a series of numbing "Gege" sounds, suppressing the roar in his throat.

In Chu Feng's heart, there were countless beasts roaring and roaring, killing them, tearing them apart, letting these beasts that were not worthy of living in this world go back to where they should be, let these beasts bite each other, and let these beasts fight each other!

An iron sword was slowly held in Chu Feng's hand.

The jet-black body of the iron sword exuded a chill, although the air around it was still very hot, but the chill was still clear and palpable.

Chu Feng raised his iron sword, he was ready to listen to the roar of the countless beasts in his heart, and listen to the cries of the countless beasts, for the beasts, only the beasts could suppress them!

Chu Feng swung his sword, the sword light flashed slightly, but there was a crisp cry in the dark night.

The cry was full of sorrow, full of grief, full of sorrow, lonely and helpless.

It was a girl's cry, it was an ethereal cry, it was a very pure cry.

Chu Feng clenched the right hand of the sword, and couldn't help but loosen slightly, Chu Feng couldn't help crying anymore, the sword in his hand fell to the ground, and a peach blossom suddenly bloomed behind him.

He followed the cry, and there was no other thought in his mind, but he repeated a cry over and over again.

There are still people alive! There are still people alive! There are still people alive!

I can at least save a child!

A word to readers:

This scene is actually a bit of the meaning of Rikitsugu's last hugging the earth dog........................

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