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But that thing was extremely fast.

At the bottom of the valley there were branches and branches of goosepaw poisonous wood, and the black wings of the light could not be stretched, and although the feet were fast, they could not compete with the speed of the familiar way.

Xiguang knew that the old wolf and his wolf guard were behind, and he did not hesitate, and followed all the way, and gradually the light became darker and darker.

At this time, the valley floor looks dreamy and gloomy, and the fallen leaves under your feet are so deep that if you don't take a breath, you will inevitably be buried if you fall into it.

At the top is a goosepaw poison wood that covers the sky and the sun, and below, the rocks of the entire canyon glow with purple light, different light and dark, some like lamps, and some only have the light of fireflies.

There was only a rustling sound in the entire valley, and if you didn't distinguish it carefully, you couldn't even hear whether it was the sound of the wind or the sound of the monster dragging Yuan Qinqin.

Xiguang kept holding his breath, but he was still confused by the sound of purple light and lost his way in front of a three-way intersection.

When the old wolf and others went down to the bottom of the valley, they saw the children, Tsurusawa and the minibus trapped in the leaves of the goosepaw poisonous wood, and when the people saw this scene, they hurriedly dug these wounded out of the leaves and sent them to the top of the cliff one by one.

The old wolf searched at the bottom of the cliff, but found nothing he was looking for, and was very disappointed, but after a while, someone came to report: "King, the young master and the ghost face are gone!" ”

As soon as the old wolf turned his head, he saw that the forest was deep and deep, and his hope rose again: "First save all the people here, and then order a team of people to follow me to find the young master." The subordinate said that he had gone by himself.

The purple bead must be near them, the old wolf thought.

Yuan Qinqin woke up heavily, and before she opened her eyes, she felt a light around her.

Where is this? She opened her eyes in a daze, and all she felt was that there was something next to her.

I barely sat up and saw that it was a small pink creature, soft and red, like a small elephant, only the size of a small milk dog.

When she raised her eyes again, she was startled, there was a pile of dead meat by the wall, and the reason why it was dead meat was because the color of the thing was gray, and it didn't know what was constantly surrounding it, and it didn't make the slightest movement.

If you get closer, you can even smell the smell of the dead meat.

*****

Grandma Sang, who changed back into a white sacrificial robe, pressed her hand soothingly, and her clean and kind face showed a reassuring expression.

Woo-woo. Lux blows the horn of the charge.

"The ancestors blessed ......." In one hand, he holds a string of black stones that glows with blue light, and in the other hand, he holds a scroll of ancestors that gradually floats in the air. This is their battlefield, and it is her battlefield.

The demon soldiers are rushing towards this direction. Relying on the houses behind them, people put themselves in formation.

"Go ahead! Brave people of the West, the ancestors protect you! Yuan Qinqin, who was standing beside the patriarch Wu, felt a flower in front of him, as if he had just hallucinated, just after the patriarch Wu tried his best to give the command to charge, the blazing blue light on the black stone string weakened a lot, but people's weapons glowed with a faint blue light, and the scroll of the ancestors rolled up one after another, and the historical pictures and texts recorded on it seemed to be infused with vitality, twisting uneasily on the scroll, exuding a strong will.

The eyes of all the Western refugees who were about to fight changed in this will, and they were the eyes of a true warrior, the eyes of fearless and fearless.

"Rush!" The charging warriors held rattan shields in their left hands and large spears in their right hands, divided into several groups, and pressed towards the demon soldiers in a fan shape.

They were followed by archers with bows and arrows, their powerful arms bent to pull their bows and arrows, and at the sound of an order, arrows rained down, providing an opportunity for the stormtroopers.

The stormtrooper saw the timing and threw his spear at the enemy, and many of the demon soldiers were hit by these crude and simple swords and spears, and the demon soldiers were temporarily forced by the rain of arrows and spears to move forward.

The stormtroopers in front threw their spears, drew their sabers, and stepped forward for real hand-to-hand combat, and those in front of them were wounded by the rain of arrows and spears, and they mercilessly ended the lives of the invaders. After shooting the feathered arrows in their hands, the archers also joined the battle group one after another.

The demon's blood was cold, blue, green, brown, and red, and people's faces and bodies were soon sprayed with a thick layer of blood, and the hilt of the knife in the hand was soaked with too much viscous blood, and it was almost impossible to slip and hold it.

After the rain of arrows was fired, the demon soldiers quickly reacted, and each of the strong demon soldiers was at least half a body taller than the warriors, and their counterattack was so powerful.

A warrior with a knife in his hand was slashing at the enemy, but he was grabbed by the arm and broken backwards, and the opponent lifted him up and tore it in half like a rag, and on that bloody face, the eyes that could not be closed were wide open, and the lips moved slightly, as if he could not believe his death.

It was a young man who had come to pick her up that night, and she recognized that the young man was smiling sincerely, and he was one of the few who dared to stand beside Mao Mao, and he looked at Mao Mao with envious eyes. And his eyes, which were so beautiful and simple, that once exuded envy and sincerity, only exuded death at this time.

The other, even after they were driven away, shyly came to deliver food, he thought that Yuan Qinqin didn't see him, but in fact she did.

They were all dead before her eyes, and he could no longer hear her thanks.

Such scenes kept happening, and Yuan Qinqin couldn't suppress the trembling and shock in her heart.

This is the first time Yuan Qinqin has seen a real battlefield, this battlefield is so primitive, full of cold weapons and hand-to-hand combat, and the dead are all people who have more or less had a relationship with each other.

Such unimaginable cruelty quickly crushed her will. Everything in front of her seemed to be hallucinating, more and more flowering, slower and slower, and she clutched the ridiculous hanging firecrackers and packets of firecrackers in her hands, feeling that she was so small that there was no hope of life. I don't know where to go, and I don't know how to hide myself.

The patriarch Wu raised her head and prayed quickly, her face was white for some time, there was no pupil in her eyes, it was white, and the knives that were next to the warriors seemed to be bearing the same amount, she trembled all over, cold sweat soaked through the white robe, blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, dripping on the old color robe, blooming blood flowers.

Inside the door, there was a blue light attracted by the black stone string in the hand of the great witch, at first it just trickled down, and gradually more and more, the beam of light became stronger and stronger, as if there was substance.

Such a powerful prayer was attached to each of the warriors, and at the chanting of the chief witch, their wounds stopped bleeding, and their strength returned, and those who had fallen but not yet died were able to get back up and fight again.

Ao Suo, who was hiding in the shadows and watching all this, felt heavy in his heart, as if he knew what was going to happen.

Suddenly, the women who were being protected behind cried out, and the warriors in front were shaken when they heard this scream, but they did not dare to look back, for the claws and weapons of the enemy would show no mercy.