From the infinite void, there was an intermittent voice calling out his name.

"Pu... Grass, pampas ... Grass, cattail grass ....... ”

Pu Cao felt that many people were shouting about themselves, they couldn't see their faces clearly in the dark, and there seemed to be many faces intertwined, one moment it was Mr. Huo, one moment it was Su Zizhong, and it could be a shy student of Anlan College.

Is Ling Zi calling himself?

Pu Cao was about to reach out and grab Ling Zi, and his whole body shook.

Slowly, more and more sensations returned to the body, the whole body was like a cracked ice, there were wounds everywhere, it was pitch black in front of me, only vague shadows, the face was slimy, the nose was hot, every breath was about to tear the chest open, and the ears were always flowing with liquid.

The crying and screaming desperately penetrated Pucao's ears, and the painful Pucao instinctively wanted to cover her ears.

It smells of blood.

Aren't you waiting to get out of the city at the west gate of Snow Eagle City, how can this be?

A painful roar nearby sounded so familiar, it was Zizhong, it was Su Zizhong's voice.

Zizhong is also alive, so that's good. What's going on?

Pu Cao blinked a few times, swept away the ghost and Venus in front of him, and a sea of blood came into view.

Within a fan-shaped range of about twenty zhang, only Su Zizhong knelt on the ground, constantly shouting the names of Liu Youzhi and Zhu Youzhi and others, rummaging in the big pit.

A gap flew in the root of the city wall against which Pucao had leaned, and a pit was blown out of the boss's pit at the level of the city gate, and there were almost no intact corpses in the pit, all of which were human and animal stumps and fragments of clothing, and blood was splashed in the deep black soil that had not been exposed for many years, like salivation at the corner of the devil's mouth.

The defenders of Snow Eagle City began to continuously reinforce the West Gate, isolating the West Gate and guiding the diversion of people out of the city. A person who looked like a chief restrained Su Zizhong, who was crawling around in the pit, and wanted to ask questions, but was frightened by Su Zizhong's vicious "roll" and took several steps back.

At this time, Su Zizhong's hair was scattered, his face was hideous, and he was covered in tatters, full of bleeding wounds.

Didn't you see Liu Youzhi and them, did you?

Pu Cao hurriedly crawled to Su Zizhong's side to help find the whereabouts of several of his companions.

"Zizhong, look." A piece of broken leather jacket was pulled out from under the horse's corpse by the pampas grass, and although it was so dirty that it was almost impossible to see the original color, as soon as the pampas grass was in hand, it was recognized as Wang Xiaoyan's clothes.

Wang Xiaoyan's figure is about the same as Pu Cao, and he lent this dress to Pu Cao on the road, wearing such a hard and rough leather, Pu Cao has only met Wang Xiaoyan alone.

"Quick, turn the horse carcass over." Su Zizhong and Pu Cao worked together to push away the horse corpse that only had half of the left body left, and removed the floating soil and debris at the bottom of the pit, and found Wang Xiaoyan and Gao Biantou lying together.

Su Zizhong covered his mouth.

Wang Xiaoyan only had half of his head attached to his body and pressed on top of Gao Biantou, it seemed that he wanted to save Gao Biantou's life, but unfortunately Gao Biantou's entire lower body flew away.

There was a pungent smell in the pit.

Pu Cao and Su Zizhong respectively held the remains of the two of them, climbed up to the mouth of the pit, found a clean place and put them down gently.

There were so many corpses that the entire vicinity of the West Gate was almost full of pits.

Pu Cao looked at what should be the result of the detonation of a firearm. Before the explosion, Su Zizhong and Pu Cao stood in the most close position to the wall, and there were horses blocking them on the periphery, which was regarded as picking up a life.

Gao Biantou was in a hurry, dragging Wang Xiaoyan to stand outside the horse, and the explosion should have been near Gao Biantou's position, so the death of these two people was the most miserable.

After looking for a long time, I finally found Liu Youzhi and Zhu Youzhi.

Liu Youzhi also died, seeing that the situation was lifted by the air wave and crashed to death on the wall, Zhu Youzhi still had half a breath left when he found it, and heard that Gao Biantou was dead, so he moved to Gao Biantou's body inch by inch.

"Gao Biantou, your mother will get up for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will let you ride enough today."

"Little Eyes wake up, we still have to go to the Sleeping Moon Pavilion to play with the girl."

"Brother Liu, let's have another drink, another drink."

Zhu Youzhi pounded the frozen soil that had been swept away by the air waves, and his voice was hoarse.

After finding a few companions, Su Zizhong did not shed a single tear from beginning to end, and walked towards the soldiers of Snow Eagle City step by step, with each step adding a bloody footprint.

"Go to the No. 4 courtyard of the first class of the Mianyue Pavilion to find a gentleman surnamed Ding, and say that there is a son-in-law in the six castles of the Snow Mountain who was attacked and killed."

"Ahh As soon as they heard that someone had died in the six forts of the Snow Mountain, these low-level soldiers exclaimed irrepressibly.

In the end, there are still smart minds, so hurry up and trot to report the news.

"Pucao, let's go, send the brothers home." Su Zizhong dragged a chariot for the reinforcements, carried the corpse with Pu Cao, and took a strong breath to hold Zhu Youzhi in his arms.

Half of the heavy city gate collapsed, and two wounded teenagers, with great difficulty, cleared the path for Xue Lun to walk, and staggered through the city gate.

A strange intuition drove Pu Cao to look back, and there seemed to be a figure flickering directly above the axis of the west gate of Snow Eagle City, like a snow ape burrowing into the back of the collapsed city gate, and then along the top of the city gate to the city wall, disappearing from Pu Cao's sight.

This person is extremely fast, and just as Pucao rubbed his eyes to confirm, there was still a shadow of the past. But the city gate was hit by the explosion, and the hard snow on the city wall shook loose, and Pu Cao looked up and saw a shallow hand and foot print on the wall above his head.

Pu Cao immediately told Su Zizhong, and Su Zizhong aroused his true anger and yelled hysterically at the gate of Snow Eagle City: "No matter who it is, listen well, only blood can wash away the anger and hatred of the six castles of the Snow Mountain!" ”

At this moment, Ding Yang rushed over with the shadows of Qi Zhuangwei and Da Yi when he heard the news, and as soon as Ding Yang thought of it, the whole person flew like a winged Xuepeng.

"Uncle Ding......" Su Zizhong finally cried, and his teeth were crushed several times.

Ding Yang saw that Su Zizhong's eyes were empty and his face was pale, and when he explored Su Zizhong's body, he found that Su Zizhong was just some external injuries, just desperately squeezing the true qi in his body, coupled with excessive sadness, there were some precursors of demonic shock.

Ding Yang slapped Su Zizhong on the back of the head with a palm, knocking him unconscious and handing him over to Qi Zhuangwei. threw a few pills to Pucao and Zhu Youzhi, and arranged for people to collect the corpses of Liu Youzhi, Wang Xiaoyan, and Gao Biantou.

Pu Cao looked at Ding Yang, Ding Yang stood alone beside the big pit, wrinkled his nose and took a few breaths, and then twisted a few black and gray powder balls like strange substances at the mouth of the pit with his fingers, this color is very close to the black of the frozen soil, if Ding Yang was not careful, he would definitely be ignored.

Ding Yang walked around the pit twice, then looked at the collapsed city gate and the city wall of the gap, and then walked to the farthest point on the road where the snow had been swept away, and measured the approximate distance.

The walls were thick, so the passage at the gate was also long, and Ding Yang turned back, staring at the top of the passage of the gate that had cracked as he walked.

Suddenly, it jumped up, stuck to the passage like a gecko, and immediately rushed behind the shaft of the city gate.

Ding Yang seemed to think for less than a quarter of an hour, flew back to the vicinity of the pit, and muttered to himself, "Nightmares, at least two." ”