Xiahou Jing led ten people, including Ram Yong, panting forward, while carefully surveying the surrounding environment. The fire has been burning, but I don't know if Wang Mei used any methods, but their way to the north was not hindered too much, but along the way, they gradually saw the corpses of many soldiers and bandits who had escaped before.

Without exception, all the corpses died in a miserable manner, or the joints were twisted in reverse, or the chest was directly sunken, or the head was directly fixed in reverse to the body. What's even more disgusting is that these corpses have been scorched black by the fire in less than two hours, emitting the smell of roasted human flesh.

Even the ruffians who crawled out of the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses couldn't help but feel sour water from their stomachs when they saw the tragic situation of these companions who were still alive just now. However, the situation did not allow them to bury these former comrades, and Wang Mei gave them less than an hour, and they seemed to have encountered a situation like a ghost hitting the wall, and the mountain road without flames under their feet seemed to have no end.

"Brother-in-law, the situation is so weird, we have already walked through this place three times." Ram Yong was the only strategist among the ten people around Xiahou Jing, and he had to speak out at this moment.

"I know. I'm afraid we've entered a certain formation. After all, Xiahou Jing had seen more of the market, and at this time, he immediately guessed the reason why several people were in a predicament at this time. However, he really hadn't seen any of these formations. For the first time, Xiahou Jing thought of that scroll.

However, he soon shook the thought away, and he would never use the scroll unless he had to. He swallowed his saliva, and finally stopped his steps forward, a pair of scarlet eagle eyes stared fiercely at the flames that were still unquenchable in the distance, and thought again and again before he said:

"This flame has been burning so much since the last quarter of an hour, that the branches have not even been scorched any more, and I will try to pass through here, and you will wait for me here."

As soon as Xiahou Jing said this, someone around him grabbed him, Xiahou Jing turned his head to see that it was the deputy general who had followed him for many years, and the deputy general's beard had covered most of his face, and only a pair of eyes were full of sparkles:

"General! Don't be suspicious! The end will be wished! ”

"Vice General Song!"

"General! Let me do it for you! ”

Thinking of different voices at the same time, it is obvious that this Adjutant General Song still has some appeal among the sergeants on weekdays. As soon as he spoke, others immediately begged loudly.

"Song Fan!"

Xiahou Jing was obviously very familiar with this man, and when he called out the other party's name, the sadness on his face flashed, but he saw this Vice General Song kneeling on one knee, and the only bright eyes reflected the raging fire, and his words were once again earnest:

"General! This ghost hitting the wall is really powerful, and the fire is also very weird, the last general has been following you for many years, and now it is incumbent on you to be able to risk for the general! Let the last general go and find out on your behalf! ”

When he said this at this time, he didn't have any hypocrisy, just paused, and then continued to say to Xiahou Jing: "The last general is going here, life and death are unpredictable, and the general also asks for a reluctant request from the last general." ”

Xiahou Jing closed his eyes, as if he had held back tears, and said after a while: "You say." ”

Hearing his words, Vice General Song's eyes flashed again: "General! Those brothers who have left you, if you meet them in front of you, please ignore the past suspicions and rejoin them under your wings! ”

After the upright man finished explaining his last words, he didn't care about Xiahou Jing's suddenly ugly face, turned his head and ran towards the place where the flames pointed out by Xiahou Jing before, leaving only a group of comrades of different colors.

"Song Fan! I promise you. ”

After all, Xiahou Jing has experienced a hundred battles, and while his heart is full of anger, his suppressed voice is full of sadness, which makes people suspect that he is crying at this time.

The moment Song Fan's figure was overwhelmed by the fire, everyone only heard a bang in their ears, and the burning tree suddenly fell, revealing Song Fan who was behind him with a look of the rest of his life. He shouted almost with joy: "General!! You've got a lot of ideas!! There's a way here!! ”

However, his excited expression had not yet lasted, his face was stiff, and then a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the originally happy faces of the people around Xiahou Jing also stopped suddenly, for no other reason - Song Fan's body was suddenly twisted by some force, and everyone only heard a crisp click, and the direction of his body twisted in half with his body.

"Xiahou Jing, I will help you get rid of a thorn in your eye, you have to remember my kindness!" Wang Mei's eerie voice sounded around everyone again, causing cold hairs to stand up on everyone's backs.

Xiahou Jing's heart sank, and he thought of the scroll again, but he looked at the panicked subordinates around him, and restrained the arm that touched his chest. He's going to hold his breath!

"You broke the contract?!" The next moment, Xiahou Jing heard his shocked and angry voice, as if he was completely enraged by Wang Mei's madness, he took a step forward and shouted: "Three hours have not arrived!" It's still dark!! Do you want to kill them all?! ”

Maybe it was his righteous indignation that aroused the blood of the people who followed him, or it was suppressed under the pressure of death for too long, and everyone couldn't bear it anymore, or it was Song Fan's reminder when he left, and his subordinates also expected their end!! ”

Before Xiahou Jing could do anything, except for the ram Yong beside him, the remaining eight people actually slashed and ran in the direction where Song Fan died. When passing by Xiahou Jing at the forefront, a voice echoed in his ears from time to time:

"General! Come on!! ”

"General!! Let's get her away! ”

"Hehe, interesting, you know Xiahou Jing's lameness! Knowing that even if you are loyal to him, you will not end up well, so the parasite came to commit suicide? ”

Wang Mei's voice was very joking, but the words were the undoubted death sentence of the superior. These subordinates quickly approached the direction where Song Fan's corpse landed, but on the field, whether it was Wang Mei, or Xiahou Jing, who they were guarding wholeheartedly, or even Ram Yong behind Xiahou Jing, there was not even a trace of emotion on their faces.

At the moment when those figures were gradually swallowed, Xiahou Jing suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and he looked at Ram Yong standing behind him in disbelief, with a pair of eyes as plain as water. On his hand, the blade reflected a red firelight, catering to the blood dripping from it, with some kind of blood-stained demon.

Ram Yong just wanted to say something, his lower abdomen was in pain, he looked at Xiahou Jing who stood up unharmed with even more disbelief, but saw that the person he wanted to kill a moment ago was glowing with a golden light, and the red blood line on the neck that he had cut off a moment ago was actually healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You ......"