Wei is quite a cold and quiet person,

Hanyu is a place that is extremely cold and dark,

Many people have lived their entire lives in caves under snow and ice, surrounded by cold and darkness.

Cold and quiet people are cold and thin by nature, and they are angry,

The older you get, the stronger that anger becomes.

Therefore there is always an evil fire burning in their hearts,

Looking at the cold and lonely high, handsome and cold people like ice sculptures, my heart is actually full of mania,

Therefore they do not miss any opportunity to fight,

Every battle must go all out, and other people's lives and their own lives are not important in their eyes.

Every cold person is actually a madman.

Wei Po, the madman of the madmen, is now lying quietly on the ground,

The previous hysterical battle exhausted all his strength in exchange for a body of pain,

Knowing that there were many people on the other side, and knowing that they were all masters, he still rushed forward without stopping.

When he felt that he was about to die, Wei Po's heart was more relaxed than ever,

The fire that haunts my heart all the time seems to have dissipated with the passage of life.

He is not afraid of death, because there is nothing in this world to be nostalgic about.

But I don't know if I am unwilling......

Just when he was hanging on his last breath and thinking about where the unwillingness came from, a gust of wind suddenly drifted over,

The wind is gentle, warm, vibrant,

Wei Po instantly knew that he couldn't die,

He knew where the gust of wind came from, and he remembered the slender girl in red,

A girl with an extremely white face, big eyes, and a fragile rabbit,

She obviously didn't like him, but she would still help him save him......

Thinking of this, Wei Po felt at ease, and he completely fainted.

The extra peace of mind of the faint, the extra steadfastness, whether it was being moved around or arguing, it didn't disturb Wei Po's sleep,

Especially after feeling that the source of that wind of vitality was beside him, he slept more and more soundly.

I also dreamed of a small grass swaying in the breeze and warm sun......

But suddenly, Wei Po felt the killing opportunity,

not directly at him, but to dispel the breeze and warm sun that made him extremely reassured,

Wei Po was furious, and a long sword that was almost transparent suddenly appeared in his hand.

You Jiuluo squatted in front of Wei Po at this time, holding the big general, holding the little general, staring at the one-sided battle situation without blinking, not noticing that the short man had gone around to the side, and didn't see him pinching a few small stones,

When the stones whistled and flew towards her, the little general rushed out and blocked the stones with his small body.

There were a few crisp sounds, the stones shattered, and there were a few more shallow pits on the little general's chest.

A snowy sword light flew out one step ahead of the little general,

The sword light silently sank into the neck of the short man,

You Jiuluo turned his head blankly, just in time to see a head with a sinister smile flying high.

"You're blocking me just to get Wei Po to make a move? What if the little general doesn't block it or he doesn't make a move?"

Yu Ji hated and glared at Yin Qiang, and hurried to Yu Jiuluo's side.

Wei Po's sword aura was extremely cold, and the wound was frozen in an instant, and there was no bloody scene such as blood splattering.

However, Yu Jiuluo was still stupefied by the flying head.

This was the first time she saw a living person die in front of her, and her mind was blank for a while.

I just watched dumbfounded, as the head flew up, fell, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Yu Ji sighed softly, gently took her into his arms and comforted her in a low voice.

The little general had already walked back at this time, standing quietly beside Youjiuluo, because of the approach of Youji, the breath on the little general's body seemed to be a little manic.

Wei Po felt that the killing intent dissipated, and the long sword that suddenly appeared in his hand suddenly disappeared.

From the sword to the killing to the sword, just for an instant, he seemed to be still asleep, and he didn't even tremble his eyelashes.

"You're actually killing people!"

The dozen or so people who had all been put down were also stunned.

Eyin didn't think so, Pan Chi frowned slightly, Shanlai looked shocked, and smiled bitterly, but Yin Qiang was still indifferent.

Someone gritted his teeth and shouted: "Fight with them, otherwise none of us will survive!"

Ein sneered, "Save it, if you wanted your life, you would have died a long time ago." ”

There are no rules on the battlefield,

Or there is no one in the whole small world, so there will be camp blocking doors, blocking roads outside the camp, and various battles on the battlefield.

However, from the very beginning, most people have invariably guarded a bottom line, that is, no matter how much they fight, they will try not to hurt people's lives.

is like Wei Po, at least he also gave him a breath,

If there wasn't a Youjiuluo who could heal his injuries, they wouldn't have destroyed him so badly at all.

But that bottom line was easily broken by Wei Po.

Maybe when he was still in Wei Po's original small world, he was a person with no bottom line.

If the stout man had seen clearly that the person was Wei Po earlier, he would no longer have the courage to provoke Youjiuluo in front of him.

They, originally from the same small world,

In that small world, Wei Po's murderous reputation spread far and wide, as long as everyone saw him, they all fled......

And the current situation is that others have made Wei Po their people,

If Wei Po kills someone, it is equivalent to them killing someone.

The dozen or so people looked at them with nothing but fear and resentment, but they didn't have the courage to stand up and fight with them, nor did they have the courage to turn around and leave.

In the silence, Yin Qiang took the lead in opening his mouth and said indifferently: "Kill and kill, and keep it is also a curse." ”

He doesn't like the kind of people who will do whatever it takes,

I'd rather the opponent be a madman than a villain.

"Let's go. ”

As soon as Yin Qiang's words fell, more than a dozen people quickly got up from the ground.

"We will tell everyone about your murder, and you will become public enemies of the battlefield. ”

The man with the blood-red stick said a word with a cold face, and limped away with the others,

From beginning to end, no one glanced at the body of the stout man, let alone collected it.

The main purpose of those who get together after entering the battlefield is to make a companion, and there is no friendship at all.

The five big and three rough men sighed melancholy and said, "Alas, it's still come to this point. ”

Yin Qiang said lightly: "Sooner or later." ”

"What do you mean?"

Shan Lai is also depressed,

Although he likes to fight, he has never killed anyone, and as for monsters, he will not show mercy.

Yin Qiang said: "There is a king of war souls in the middle of the battlefield, should we kill it?"

Several people said in unison: "Of course." ”

The King of War Spirits must be very powerful, and he will definitely be able to produce good things.

Pan Chi asked, "How do you know that there is a King of War Spirits?"

Yin Qiang said: "I took a turn casually earlier. ”

Except for Youjiuluo, he is the most laid-back one on the entire battlefield, and he has no enthusiasm for fighting monsters and beating people.

"We're going to kill the King of War Souls, and so are the others, and it won't be long before everyone gathers in the middle of the battlefield, and there will inevitably be a scuffle. ”

In the midst of chaos, how many people will be able to grasp the proportions and show mercy to their subordinates?

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