Chapter 40: The Demon King's Key

Weapons are such a thing:

Once you pick it up, you can't put it down.

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So the uncle only sent a few Turkic women to take care of Da Xibing and Liu Ye, who had not yet been completely detoxified, in the camp.

The rest of the people were all in the snow, waiting for them.

Far away in the wind and snow, the figure gradually became clear.

It's a squad of cavalry.

More than a dozen horses, carrying well-equipped armor soldiers, drove straight in front of them.

A general at the head of the group, named Dou Tai, waved his right hand, and the soldiers and horses were divided into two, surrounding the crowd left and right.

I saw this general, in his thirties, wearing a tiger head pocket, wearing a beast armor, an orange cloak, a black zebra and a white horse under his crotch, and a spear in his hand. As soon as he opened his mouth, the first sentence was: "Where are the rebels hiding there?" ”

"Hello, honorable general." Yang Ying stepped forward, stood in front of everyone, knelt down on one knee and bowed, and asked rhetorically. "I don't know if the general is coming from afar, what are you doing? We really haven't seen what you said about going against the party. It's just that during the trip, I occasionally pick up some lonely homeless people to supplement my labor. ”

How dare anyone come forward to say such a thing? Dou Tai was surprised.

So he looked at Yang Ying and replied, "Are you a Han?" Still read a book? How could it be in the camp of Turkic nomads? Raise your head and show me! ”

Yang Ying raised his head and looked directly, and also took the opportunity to take a closer look at Dou Tai.

Although he was not too old, he did seem much more mature than everyone present.

His goatee looks a little funny, but his majestic eyes can indeed reflect: he is a veteran who has been in the army for many years.

"Search for me!" Dou Tai didn't dwell too much, and directly ordered his subordinates.

"Wait a minute!" Yang Ying got up and opened his arms to block. "Everyone here has lost their husbands or sons because of the endless catches on strong men. Now there is nothing worth searching except for the wounded and the old and weak, women and children, and please let us go! ”

"Get out of the way!" Dou Tai impatiently used the horsewhip to push Yang Ying away. "This is a search for the rebels, not an arrest of the strong man!"

The soldiers took the opportunity to rush from both sides and violently disperse to the tents.

Only a handful of Turkic herders remained, embracing each other with helpless eyes.

"Big brother! Discover some gold and silver jewelry! ”

"Big brother found some sheepskins with Turkic scripts written on them!"

The soldiers are taking advantage of the chaos to plunder.

Like a pack of weasels that break into a chicken coop.

Yang Ying is still fantasizing that even if he has plundered his property and culture, as long as the people are still there, everything is still there, and there is no problem.

"Big brother, two injured girls were found!"

When he heard the last sentence, Yang Ying's heart sank.

Dou Tai's eyes lit up, and he replied, "But is it a Xianbei person, a Yi people?" ”

"Exactly! Although they are all dressed in Han clothes! A response, accompanied by the sound of fighting.

"Take away!! Take them all! Take it with me! Dou Tai ordered.

"Wait a minute, what the hell is going on?" Yang Ying was a little at a loss.

Two people who are highly poisoned and unconscious will be targeted by the regular army that suppresses the rebellion?

What did they do? Isn't it a lifesaver for the Turkic tribes?

"There must be a mistake, it's not too late to arrest someone after figuring it out." Yang Ying looked at the chaos around him, and could only hold Kuvalhan and his uncle's hands.

As soon as they heard that they were going to arrest people, the soldiers gathered around them, took out ropes, and prepared to connect everyone in a strong connection.

"It's all too clear, two female assassins broke into the autumn hunting paddock and tried to kill the two generals Hu Luguang and Xue Guyan with poison, I was ordered to take them back and hang their heads for their lives!" Dou Tai drank it angrily. "It is also a capital crime for you to harbor a felon!"

Yang Ying was shocked when she heard this.

Chaos was racing in my head.

What the? These two women.

Poisoned the court officials?

And got yourself poisoned?

Can't get out of the way and run to drag everyone in the tribe?

Or is it deliberately framed, in fact, it wants the entire tribe to become slaves?

What the hell is going on!?

Hurriedly pulled Kuvalhan, who was already frightened, and confirmed: "The two of them are really the benefactors of the tribe?" ”

What I got was affirmation: "Well, the person who came is Sister Da Xibing, who is secretly maneuvering, is a great benefactor, and a good person, and will never be wrong." She is also doing things for the government, there must be some misunderstanding in the middle......"

Before he could finish speaking, one of the soldiers came up and kicked Kuvalhan to the ground.

All she could do was let out a scream.

"What are you doing?!" Yang Ying was furious and hurriedly leaned down to check if Kuva was injured.

"Hey, come on, come on, have fun with the military master......" The soldier who kicked people just now set up his spear on the ground, looked obscene, and stretched out his hand.

"Get out!" Yang Ying saw that Kuvarhan was injured and could not stand up, so he immediately became angry, turned around and punched the soldier's face.

knocked the obscene guy to the ground with a punch, and the helmet rolled out of the way.

The man got up, rubbed the blood on his face, and found that two teeth had fallen: "Damn, it's against you!" He picked up his weapon and stabbed at Yang Ying.

Yang Ying lowered the plate, held his center of gravity, opened his blade with his bare hands, and attacked again with his right fist.

The movement is like a flowing cloud.

This punch hit the opponent's temple.

Before the others could move, the obscene soldier had already snorted and fell straight down.

"Rebelled against you? Kill him for me! Seeing that his men were being attacked, Dou Tai waved his whip and instructed the rest of the people to besiege Yang Ying.

"Shadow ......" Kuvarhan tried to get up with his waist, but found that his back was in severe pain and he couldn't move.

Yang Ying saw that she was injured, and she was even more angry: "It's the opposite, come on!" Is there anything else that is awesome? Let's go together! ”

Three soldiers in armor rushed over with guns, Yang Ying was not afraid, although he was wounded, he still fought with them.

It was as if in the depths of his soul, something was gradually awakening, turning into a strong force, which continued to penetrate into his arms.

Yang Ying was born with divine power, even with his bare hands, his strength was far beyond that of ordinary people, even if he hit the armor with his bare hands, he could force ordinary people back a few steps.

After a few moves, the three enemies felt extremely tricky, but Yang Ying, on the other hand, did not fall behind and became more and more courageous.

"Boy! If you dare to move again, your woman will die! Seeing that he couldn't get any benefits, Dou Tai actually resorted to a trick. Riding a horse, he jumped high, and with the tip of the spear in his hand, he pressed it against Kuvalhan's heart and took the hostages.

Yang Ying had no choice but to stop, and was immediately put down by a shot from behind, and the three spears were forked on the ground, unable to move.

"You despicable villain! There's a kind of down to fight! What kind of good man is a hostage-taker? Yang Ying shouted angrily despite the severe pain on his body.

"You're going to continue to be a cow, huh? The real cattle people, who will appear in such a place? Since you are here, then let me pinch a circle is a circle, let me pinch a square, it is square. Dou Tai looked villainous.

"You're pretty good at fighting, huh?" A few strokes of the gun, it slammed into Yang Ying's back, knocking him to the ground. "If you have the ability, get up and fight again!"

"Good! I'm going to ......" Yang Ying was still struggling, and then he was hit a few more times in the back and was completely knocked down.

"Tie them all up, and take away the two sick numbers inside!" As soon as Dou Tai saw that he had calmed the scene, he turned his horse's head and left first. "Brothers, take good care of this little brother for me!"

"You have a kind of ......don't run away" Yang Ying still wanted to struggle, but felt a heavy blow to the back of the head and lost consciousness.

"Shadow, shadow! Let me go! What are you going to do? Stay back! Let go! All you could hear was Kuvalhan's screams of defiance......

In the haze, Yang Ying seemed to see that the uncle stepped forward to stop him and was also knocked down......

"You beasts...... It's kind of ...... to fight me again."

There was another blow to the back of the head, and consciousness finally dissipated......

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In the darkness, a figure appeared in Yang Ying's dream, his whole body shrouded in scarlet flames.

"Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who you are and who you want to be......"

Neutral voices, unable to distinguish between men and women.

"I am ......"

A pair of hands that burned out the blazing flames reached out to him.

Yang Ying hesitated.

"You can choose that I'll pull you along, or just go into the dark."

Yang Ying plucked up his courage and grasped the burning hand tightly.

The burning pain penetrated the heart along the arm, and traveled everywhere along every nerve cord throughout the body, until it was like a big hand holding the throat and skull.

Yang Ying desperately held that hand, never letting go, until his whole body also burned.

"Good." The figure turned into a ray of light. "Remember: weapons are heavy, and once you pick them up, you won't be able to put them down for the rest of your life."

Yang Ying shouted without hesitation, pulling this brilliant rope into his arms.

And bring yourself into that light.

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The cold wind howls like the sound of a woman sobbing......

Yang Ying suddenly opened his eyes and regained consciousness.

Kuvalhan was nowhere to be seen......

Uncle Beard was knocked to the ground and dying......

Some of the tribesmen were unconscious, some were crying......

Beside him, a steel knife was about to be raised......

The moment when consciousness leaves the body has gone through centuries.

A sudden surge of power erupted from the soul and ran through the entire body.

Yang Ying jumped up.

Kick the executioner to the ground.

Volley turns over and spins, leveraging strong inertia.

The other three people beside him fell to the ground.

"What's going on?" Before a soldier could finish speaking, a figure had circled behind him, as fast as a violent wind and as swift as thunder.

"Huh!!" With Yang Ying shouting, he struck with a punch, hitting the back of the opponent's head, and the whole person flew out several feet in the concussion.

"Second brother!" Everyone present was stunned by this scene and froze.

Yang Ying shook his figure and burst into the crowd all the way, and his strange figure couldn't even be caught by his eyes.

Leaping high into the air, fear reflected only in everyone's pupils.

The enemy saw a second before he fell, and he was holding a stone in his palm.

It's just an ordinary stone.

That's enough.

It doesn't matter what weapons are used.

The important thing is that once you pick it up, it is impossible to put it down again.

Until the blood blurs their vision, this group of poor soldiers, I'm afraid they don't know what they are fighting against, right?

This beast-like shell should be home to demons...... Or maybe it's the gods of the battlefield......

"What's going on?" Hearing the sound of the mutation, the four soldiers who escorted Da Xibing also hurried over, but they were shocked by the sight in front of them:

A bloodthirsty figure with sharp eyes, holding two blood-stained spears from the pool of blood of more than a dozen comrades-in-arms, was slowly standing up......

The moment they saw him get the weapon, everyone's whole body instinct seemed to be shouting:

"Run! I'm going to die! ”

But before they could move, a pair of sharp spears had already penetrated the bodies of two of them.

What's going on? What happened? How did he get here?

I can't see it clearly, I can't understand it yet, so I fall down like this, and I die without knowing it......

Yang Ying set up a armor soldier as a meat shield, and rushed towards the only two remaining enemies with a shout.

"Quick, quick, quick counterattack......" Before he finished speaking, the knife on his waist had been snatched away by Yang Ying, and he was stabbed into his throat with a backhand, and a stream of fishy and hot blood spurted out of his mouth......

The last soldier was already so frightened that he sat on the ground, crawled backwards with his hands and feet, looked at Yang Ying who was approaching step by step in front of him, and shouted abnormally while peeing his pants: "Don't come here!" Do you know who I am? I'm Wang Zhiyong! My dad is a centurion! ”

Yang Ying's dirty face was covered with blood, and a steel knife in his hand glowed with cold light, approaching step by step.

"My family has money, give it all to you! Oh yes, my father's newly married concubine is very beautiful and fun, and I will give it to you too! ”

Yang Ying seemed to be unable to understand the language, and played with the knife flower in his hand, step by step.

"Spare me, I'll ......" Like a trapped beast on its deathbed, the soldier named Wang Zhiyong reached out to the hilt of the knife at his waist at the end......

But before the knife could be unsheathed, his pupils were already dilated......

A steel knife pierced through three layers of armor and sank into his chest.

He looked down at his chest in disbelief and watched his blood gush out.

Before he finished speaking, he lay down on his back to the sky:

"I still have a lot of gold in my house...... Help ......"

Finally there was no sound.

It's also breathless.

The whole world was silent.

There was only one person, standing alone in the cold wind.