Chapter 152: Suicide in Desperation

The face of Duoxi before was not covered by anything, the whole face was beautiful and moving, Mi Xiaobei felt that it looked good everywhere, so he didn't analyze those eyes.

Now that Duoxi's face was blocked by the scarf, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and Mi Xiaobei remembered the pair of eyes that he secretly saw when he hid in the pile of rubbles at the gate of the Yuan Mansion three days ago.

The eyes that smile in the dark are exactly the same as the ones that bloom now.

The woman in black who jumped out of the wall of Yuanfu and was "intercepted" by Zhao Shun turned out to be Duoxi.

Mi Xiaobei immediately shouted: "Duoxi, you wait!"

Duoxi's body trembled and quickly entered the door.

There was a creak, and the door shut.

Mi Xiaobei suddenly froze like a fool again.

The old man sacrificed his body to cut the meat, the old man disappeared instantly, and Duoxi suddenly "appeared......

All this came too suddenly, and Mi Xiaobei was caught off guard and had nothing to do.

He could only expose his skills in public, and used an aura mask to separate the three of them from more than 300 residents.

I'm afraid that if my father knows about it, I will be taught a hard lesson again.

Being beaten is secondary, and making her mother sad is the saddest thing for Mi Xiaobei.

But the group of residents in front of them have now become crazy monsters, drinking blood, and eating a big living person alive as a cure.

Mi Xiaobei can't wait to kill all these people.

However, he had never killed anyone, let alone the unarmed people in front of him.

"Tick tock!"

The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near.

It turned out that Zhao Shun rushed over with a hundred black armor soldiers.

Those black-armored soldiers who were mixed in the ranks of residents woke up in an instant and hurried into the ranks.

"Whoa!"

With a wave of their spears, the Black Armor Army aimed at the three hundred residents gathered in front.

Mi Xiaobei put away the aura cover, and suddenly felt infinite sadness.

Qingzhou's army was originally used to protect the people.

But the battle in front of him is about to turn the army and the people into enemies.

Could it be that all this is the fault of the third child?

Or is it all the fault of the plague god?

Wrong!

It's the fault of the human heart!

"Why are you gathering here to make trouble?"

Zhao Shun, who became the general of the imperial city, was really powerful.

But the residents have gone crazy, and in the face of the threat of the plague, they are certainly not afraid of Zhao Shun in comparison.

"Zhao Zhutou...... No, no, no, general, there is a good cure for the plague, Yang San turned out to be an immortal, and he was sent by the Heavenly Monarch to save the people. The general hurriedly took it down, took its meat and boiled it into soup, and the plague could be cured!"

Zhao Shun looked at the rolling third who was supported by Mi Xiaobei and Yuan Qianwei, his legs were already bloodstained, and two blood holes were cut out, thinking that the people gathered to cut the injury.

Immediately, the spear danced, and shouted at the crowd who were still surging forward when they were stopped by the soldiers: "In broad daylight, it is simply a fool's dream." Yang Sannai is a great filial piety given by the king, how can he allow Er and other grass people to be so wasteful, and if they don't retreat, Hugh blames General Ben for being unkind!"

The common people are indeed crazy, thinking that if they are ravaged by the plague, they will die sooner or later, and it is better to fight for a chance to live.

Sacrificing a Yang San to save the people of the city, the truth recognized by the people of Qingzhou at this time is also a great truth that is universally applicable!

As a result, hundreds of people not only did not retreat, but also people who heard the news continued to join the ranks of seizing "immortal meat".

Yang San was grief-stricken and looked up at the sky, but it was already dark.

I didn't feel sad and wailed: "Heavenly Monarch, although I have made a lot of mistakes, I will not die of sin!"

It turns out that the name of the thousand-handed supernatural power is really called the third roller.

"If you really sacrifice my third person, it will be my honor to save millions of lives!"

After saying that, as soon as he exerted his arms, he shook Mi Xiaobei and Yuan Qianhai, who were caught off guard, three meters away.

With a flip of his wrist, he only heard a "flutter" sound, and a dagger stabbed into the heart of the rolling third.

All the officers and soldiers and residents were stunned.

The blood of the third child flowed, but the person did not die.

Fluttering to his knees on the ground, he actually kowtowed towards Qingzhou City.

"Hahaha! It's been a thousand years, I grew up drinking the water of the Qingshui River, died, and was reborn! I grew up eating rice and white noodles in Qingzhou, died, and was reborn! Now, the third child has used this flesh and blood to give back to my beloved Qingzhou, and to my father, elders, and folks who have lived a thousand years of mortal life......

After that, he fell to the ground!

"The Third Master ......"

Yuan Qianhao screamed and fell on the body of the rolling third.

For five years, the third child has been working as a housekeeper in Yuanfu, respectful to Yuan Qianwei, using her as a target when practicing martial arts, and carrying a sedan chair for her when she goes out.

Rolling the third child, who is already a member of the Yuan Mansion, is an indispensable part of Yuan Qianwei's life.

Now, this loyal servant is dying in front of him, how can Yuan Qianwei not be heartbroken.

Mi Xiaobei didn't cry, his eyes were already red with anger.

Fortunately, the hundreds of residents who rushed to the front were also stupid by the actions of the third child, and they did not wake up for a while, and no one stepped forward to snatch the body of the third person for the time being.

Otherwise, Mi Xiaobei didn't know how many people he was going to kill at this time.

Mi Xiaobei gritted his teeth and approached the corpse of the third child.

At the touch, the corpse was already cold.

It's so fast, isn't it just a sip of tea, and the three souls and seven spirits of the third child left this body.

Looking up at the sky, a strand of yellow light rose into the air and drifted away.

Presumably that is the soul of the third child, returning to Heaven.

It's been a thousand years, and the third roll, who has done a lot of bad things, can finally return to Heaven, I wonder if the Heavenly Monarch will forgive him for his past mistakes?!

Mi Xiaobei touched the cold corpse, this is just a body borrowed by the third child in the world. After the fairy dissipated, the corpse was an ordinary carrion.

Tooth angrily shouted at the people of Qingzhou who were blocked by the soldiers ten meters away: "Don't you want immortal meat? Come and see, is this the meat of the immortals, can you eat it?"

Only then did the residents wake up and understand that the third was forced to death by the big guy.

At the same time, I am also soberly aware that the purpose of the big guy is also to save his life.

So, some people hesitated to come forward.

Zhao Shun danced with a spear, and he wanted to stop it.

Mi Xiaobei shook his head at him, tears flying left and right with the swaying of his head.

But Zhao Shun still didn't let the residents get closer.

Although he had nothing to do with the third child, he was deeply infected by the generosity and heroism of the third child just now. That posture, once someone snatches the body, he will be killed!

"Cheap Brother ......"

Yuan Qianwei raised his head from the corpse of the third child, and tears also flew like rain.

"I'm going to bring back the body of the third master...... Thick burial!"

Mi Xiaobei bit her lip tightly and nodded heavily.

Yuan Qianwei said, stretched his arm to the neck of the rolling old man, propped up the corpse, and bowed down to carry it.

"Oi!"

Mi Xiaobei couldn't hold back anymore and cried loudly: "Let the cheap brother come." ”

bent down and carried the body of the third man on his back.

"Whew...... Whew!"

Suddenly, there was a heavy wheezing sound behind him.

As soon as he turned around, when did Yin Bohou come.

Mi Xiaobei shook his head, personally carried the third child on his back, and walked towards the Yuan Mansion......