Li Zhutou didn't even look at the leader who came up behind him, and continued to harvest the bandits with the momentum of breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Under the blade of everything he gambled on, no one was the enemy, and in less than a few seconds, the thieves who had killed him were terrified and retreated.

The leader was heartbroken to see from behind, these men were all the belongings he had worked so hard to accumulate, and now more than half of them had been killed, and the rest were also frightened, and they didn't know what year or month they would have regained their confidence.

"If I don't divide your five horses, I won't be able to vent my anger" The leader immediately rushed behind Li Zhu's head and cut it down directly, without any moves, it was completely angry.

At this time, Li Zhutou felt that there was danger in his back, and directly turned around and swept over.

The two knives of "Ping" intersected again, and then, countless sword lights shone in the broken temple.

"Boom" "Boom" I don't know when the torrential rain swept again, Li Zhutou began to bleed from seven holes, but he still attacked the leader with all his might, and the thieves around him had all fled, afraid that the momentum of these two people would be injured.

Chen Zhiwei looked at the battlefield below, and he didn't know when he felt the grief and indignation of the man named Li Zhutou below, that kind of sadness, loneliness and anger, that kind of attachment to life, and the spirit of burning everything for the cause in his heart.

Li Zhu's head seven holes continued to bleed, but the unstubborn momentum in his heart climbed more and more to the peak, I hate, I hate that my knife is not sharp enough, I can't kill these dog thieves. His knife was sharper, and the leader of the blow retreated.

I hate, I hate, when will this troubled world end, and return all beings to a peaceful world. "Dang" the leader's knife snapped in response. Hands tremble

I hate, I hate, the gods and Buddhas who are full of heaven, the gods who are high up, why don't they rain down endless mana and destroy all those despicable and treacherous people. Li Zhutou's unyielding momentum reached its peak, and with a single sword, the ghosts and gods retreated, and all living beings lost their color.

The leader looked at the knife, he felt that he was finished, that momentum, that majestic true qi, like the substance, locked all his retreats, locked all his qi, and locked all his rebellious hearts, he also hated, hated why he didn't do his best, hated why he was so cynical. Suddenly, everything in his life flowed through his mind, and it turned out that my Liu Hong's life was like this, if I could do it all over again...

"Die." Li Zhutou roared, and a knife directly split him into two pieces, the leader was dead, but the knife intent was undiminished, all the way to the bandits outside the temple, "Ah, ah, ah" A few screams came.

Li Zhutou saw that after the leader died, he held the knife in both hands and knelt quietly on the ground, the knife had become a broken knife, the person was still the same person, and the unyielding momentum was still around him.

"Tick-tock" rain dripping from the broken roof, washing away the battlefield of thick blood water, and the people outside the temple and inside the temple looked at the kneeling man.

Suddenly, a voice came from nowhere, and an infinite hatred followed.

"I hate, I hate that my knife is not sharp enough to kill these dog thieves."

"I hate, I hate, when will this troubled world end, and return all beings to a peaceful world."

"I hate, I hate, the gods and Buddhas who are full of heaven, the gods who are high up, why don't they rain down endless mana and destroy all those despicable and treacherous people."

That monstrous hatred started from nowhere, and the sound of despair seemed to come from hell.

"Boom"

"Boom"

Thunder suddenly rang out.

"Whew, whew" the wind swept by.

A dark and strange aura slowly appeared.

"Ahh "Run."

The bandits were already frightened, but now suddenly the voices of dead people came from all around, and they immediately couldn't bear it anymore and ran away.

The people in the temple listened to the voice and asked solemnly, "Li, is it you?" ”

No one answered.

"I hate, I hate...

"It doesn't seem to be the voice of Li Catcher," said one catcher.

"Boom" thunder again and again.

Seeing that everyone was afraid, the adults stood up at this time and said, "Don't be afraid, ghosts and gods are afraid of Tianwei, and now that Tianwei exists, then it must not be a ghost." ”

When the crowd heard the words of the adults, they remembered the words of the ghosts and gods, and the ghosts and gods were most afraid of thunder.

"Perhaps, this is Li Zhutou's last dying words, the sword just now has gone beyond the limit of the martial arts and entered the immortal path."

"My lord, although there are no evil spirits here, it is better for us to leave, after all, there are too many dead people here, and if the thunder stops, I don't know what will happen." A catcher said

The lord looked at the ruined temple covered with dead people's corpses and said, "Okay, let's go too, but what about the bandits outside?" ”

"Don't be afraid, my lord, they are already scared, if they dare to come again, then they will die."

"And what about our dead brother?" The adult asked.

"I'll have to come back tomorrow to clean up."

"Alright, let's go."

。。。。。

The body is so uncomfortable, Chen Zhiwei kept howling, head, why does his head hurt so much? What's going on? Chen Zhiwei kept flipping his body in the sky, why did my body feel torn?

"Boom"

Oh, it was thunder, and he knew it was thunder.

"I hate, I hate... Why does this phrase keep coming up in my mind?

"Boom"

"Boom, boom"

The growing thunder frightened Chen Zhiwei's mind, and the words that kept appearing appeared less and less, and he immediately controlled his body to float down.

Came to the giant human and began to secretly inhale the scent of the human body.

It's so comfortable, it seems that every time I suck it, my head doesn't hurt so much. Shall I suck a few more times? However, why does it seem that the aroma is getting less and less? Did I suck too much?

"Boom, boom" There was constant thunder outside, and Chen Zhiwei floated quietly next to the giant, not feeling scared at all.

。。。。

Thunderstorms pass through and the sun comes out. A white light rose in the east, and last night a group of headhunters returned to the ruined temple to bury their dead brothers.

When they came to the door, they saw the dead Li Zhutou still kneeling on the ground with a knife, and felt sad from the bottom of their hearts.

"Li Zhutou is really dead."

"Don't be sad, Li Zhutou begged for benevolence, and he died well." The adult comforted. "We're going to bury them well."

"Yes, we have to bury them, without their hard work, we would not be where we are now."

They put all the pieces together in one person. After digging a deep pit, the adult took out a pile of paper, sprinkled a little for each corpse to be buried, and said, "We don't have anything good now, so we can only use rice paper instead." One by one he was buried, and when it was finally Li Zhutou's turn, the adult said in his ear: "Li Zhutou, I will not forget your last wish, may the world be peaceful and the people live and work in peace and contentment." ”

Everyone packed up what they could still carry and hit the road. Shortly after they left, the idol in the ruined temple suddenly fell. (Prologue, Once Upon a Time in Jiangzhou, End)