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Zhang Bao'er picked up his arm and lifted him up, and said softly: "Enough." ”

A few "woo" screams drifted far away with the wind and drifted into the ears of the two people, just behind the Guandi Temple, there was a living person.

Zhang Baoer clenched her fists, this living person ...... It is clear that he is a living dead who is suffering from a living sin......

This person has his back to the big wooden card, and his body is densely packed with long iron nails that are wedged in, and the whole person is nailed to the big wooden card, and he doesn't even let go of his fingers. The iron nails pierced all over the body, and there was no point in the partiality. The cards on his body were dripping with blood, and his chest was still throbbing, and he poured out a breath. What's even more terrifying is that on his face, his eyes and eyelids were ripped out, leaving only two blood holes. The upper lip and nose were also cut off by the knife, and Sen Sen's teeth were exposed, as if they were weak.

This man is talking! Zhang Baoer put her ear up, but she couldn't hear half a minute. His lips were gone, and the blood was flowing from between his teeth, and his tongue was gone, but the man was still struggling to make a sound. Zhang Bao'er sighed lightly, looked at this faceless face, her heart moved vaguely, and asked, "Are you Ke Xiaoqian?"

The half-broken tongue in this person's mouth forced out a few "yaya", and the neck wedged with the iron nail twisted slightly. Zhang Baoer understands that he is Ke Xiaoqian.

Zhang Bao'er asked, "What did Cui Wenli's subordinates do?"

Ke Xiaoqian's neck twisted again, and the fingers wedged through the iron nail were slightly raised, Zhang Baoer didn't know what he meant, Ke Xiong said: "This is the sign of that beast." ”

Zhang Baoer noticed that the big wooden sign behind Ke Xiaoqian was painted with a hideous tiger head. Originally, his eyes were white, but he had already dyed his blood red.

Zhang Bao'er took a deep breath and said, "Little brother, I couldn't save hundreds of lives in Kejia Town, but I will fight with my life to avenge everyone." ”

Zhang Bao'er choked in her throat and said, "Believe me again." ”

Zhang Bao'er nodded lightly towards Uncle Hua, and Uncle Hua's sword flashed and pierced into Ke Xiaoqian's heart.

The sun that was about to sink peeked into the world through the flowing clouds that appeared from time to time, and as far as the eye could see, the blood was mottled, Zhang Baoer and Ke Xiong bowed away three times and did not look back.

It was dark, and the dome was dark, and the raspberries were so dark that there was no life in the world.

Under the same raspberry, Cui Wenli's camp is another world entirely. Outside the camp, the lights are not extinguished, and the noise is noisy all night. But everyone understands that it is a Shura slaughterhouse, and rejoices in hell. At present, it should be a sword mountain and a sword tree, an oil pot and a fire pit. The knife saw Ding bell waited for Zhang Baoer, Ke Xiong and others to throw themselves into the net. The camp is full of joyful singing, God knows how many arrangements are buried, and how many murderous opportunities are hidden.

In the darkness, the people brought by Zhang Bao'er plus Ke Xiong were thirty in total, and they had been staring at hell for a long time.

The blade is frosty, but the blood is hot. The hot blood was boiling hot, soaring into a torrent, rushing to the top and twisting all over the muscles.

Squeezing, swelling, and violent blood finally stirred up An Bozhu and Ke Xiong to be unable to hold themselves.

Zhang Bao'er stared at them and asked softly, "Are you afraid?" ”

Ke Xiong's machete was reversed, the blade was sharpened, and the left and right cheeks were slashed shallowly. Two red snakes burst out, rushed all the way through the chest and abdomen, and fell into the snow to rest. Ke Xiong patted the blade and hissed: "I'm going to feed it full today, and I'll have an appetizer first." ”

An Bozhu tore off a strip of cloth from his body, and wrapped the handle of the knife with his right hand one by one.

An Sishun and the others in the army did the same actions as him. After wrapping, their fingers caressed the blade, and a few drops of blood flowed down the blade, melting the frost on the blade.

Uncle Hua said to Zhang Bao'er: "Uncle, then I'll go!" ”

Zhang Bao'er nodded: "Uncle Hua, kill more bitches for me!" ”

Uncle Hua stared at Wu Bei evil behind Zhang Bao'er and said, "I want to take care of my uncle, I can't make a mistake!" ”

"Uncle Hua, I understand!" Wu Qu evil said softly: "You take care!" ”

Zhang Baoer also said to Ke Xiong: "Remember, you have to come back alive!" ”

Ke Xiong said with a big grin: "Lao Tzu is not afraid of death, but Lao Tzu can't die, Lao Tzu still wants to send that bowl of human meat soup to the old and young masters of Kejia Town!"

After that, Ke Xiong raised his head and roared angrily: "Nine deaths without regrets!"

He took a big stride, made a series of inch-deep footprints in the snow, and walked towards Cui Wenli's camp. An Bozhu dragged the machete side by side, and the blade ploughed deep trenches in the snow, occasionally colliding with the gravel to provoke a little spark.

"Nine deaths without regrets!"

Everyone was like an angry beast, just like this, step by step from Yuanmen into Cui Wenli's camp.

The hustle and bustle was silent, and the camp resounded with earth-shaking killing sounds.

Zhang Bao'er and Wu Fuxie stood quietly in place, they closed their eyes and listened, although they couldn't see the fight, they could feel the thick smell of blood in the air.

In the morning, a blood-dripping sun flickered in front of him, and the fiery red mass was distorted, like a chest split by the blade. The bloody sunlight splashed Uncle Hua, Ke Xiong, An Bozhu, father and son.

They could barely be seen in the sunlight, and half of their skin was no longer visible. After several rounds of blood baths, the whole body was covered with a thick layer of coagulated blood paste. Under the blood paste, the flesh and blood rolled up, and each of them had dozens of wounds on their bodies, and in some places even the flesh and bones were twisted into a ball.

These were all able to stand, and ten brothers fell and never got up again.

They supported each other, and made swords into rods, and moved to the camp next to each other. Cui Wenli's camp burned behind them, and the smoke in the sky was like a black wave, swallowing the entire camp.

The surviving rebels slipped out of the camp from the other direction and fled far away. They didn't dare to look back, they didn't dare to remember the massacre last night. On weekdays, they kill people wantonly like chopping melons and vegetables, and they have already practiced their courage, but who would have thought that they would be hacked and killed like this one night? Those people are like killing gods from heaven, they are simply soul-slaying blades, immortal bodies......

In front of them, the ambush arrangements were all in vain. It was supposed to be a net for them, but it has completely become a large corpse pit for the rebels. It doesn't matter if it is the evil god or the evil Buddha who is blocking the way in front of him, the blade is slashed, but the blood is scattered, and the warm liquid splashes everywhere...... There was a red spot everywhere, and there were long and terrible screams everywhere......

The best thing to kill is Cui Wenli himself. He wasn't in the camp at all last night.

Zhang Bao'er and Wu Fang'er were still standing in the same place, and when they saw Zhang Bao'er, Ke Xiong pulled the wound on his face, his face was full of pain, and said with a wry smile: "We made a mistake...... The king must have spent the night in the city...... He had two camps in and out of the city......"

"He can't run!" Zhang Bao'er asked coldly: "Let's go into the city!" Can your grain truck still work?"

Ke Xiong shook his head and said, "Don't even think about it...... Now that we've reached this point, there's a way to do it...... Don't ask if you're brave enough, just ask if you're willing?"

Zhang Bao'er stared at Ke Xiong and said, "Just say!"