"Childe, judging from the time, these people have been dead for about six hours. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Wu Feng broke open the wounds of the corpses and judged the time of their death from the congealed blood and the color of the nails, so as to tell the information he had received like the Emperor Fu Mu.

This is a group of people abandoned by fate, their bodies cut into sections, and their souls drifting away with the wind, leaving only frozen blood and gray eyes, among them Han and Huns, it is clear that they are from two different forces.

Huangfu Mu saw an acquaintance, a man who resembled the most ferocious boar in the jungle in both weight and appearance, died in it, the fatal wound was a crack in the neck, and there were four corpses lying beside him, the faces stained red by blood were no longer recognizable, but they could still be identified from the clothing, they belonged to the Huns, and it was obvious that they were the last killing and venting anger of this man called Wu Guang.

"The East Mastiff Village is also here?" Sitting on horseback and looking down at the many corpses, the imperial priest muttered to himself.

Helian Xiong, Bu Min, East Mastiff Village; For Huangfu Mu, this was originally just a simple hunt, but now, things have become a little complicated, more than three forces are involved in this fight, and it is clear that this place, which he regarded as a profit-seeking field, has become a real place of gladiatorial battle with death and the unknown.

It was not an easy task to face the three forces, even if Huangfu Mu had successfully cut off Helianxiong's head, but in that battle, he also lost twenty of his companions, not temporarily but forever, and divided ten shadow guards to escort these corpses back to their homeland, at this moment, he had less than eighty warriors under his command.

But the only consolation is that Bu Min caught the robber who destroyed the village, an Eastern Mastiff Village that is dozens of times more powerful than Eaglebeak Mountain and has more ferocious and tyrannical tendencies, they met, and there was a fight between them, so an "old acquaintance" who had some old acquaintances with him died.

Wu Guang, this man who was obsessed with food to the extreme, died here, and it was a little regrettable that he was still thinking about the man who made him lose four fingers when he died, and at this moment, he appeared in front of him with this posture that he needed to look up.

Dust and mountains.

The gap between the two is cruel but realistic.

"My lord, do we still have to move forward?" Ma Zhong, who had an ordinary appearance but good skills, asked in a low voice, there was some jealousy in his eyes, and he instinctively sensed a hint of crisis.

Adults, lords, sons; Different titles construct different interests between each other, Alati and Ma Zhong represent the camp of soldiers and generals, while Chu Yan and Wu Feng follow all the way to this point, unchanged beliefs and hearts.

In the eyes of many big people, these complicated titles are a bit out of order, but Huangfu Mu did not deliberately ask for changes and replacements, he habitually turned the wrench in his hand, and said easily: "Isn't it a crazy thing to have the opportunity to strangle the giants here one by one?" You know, this kind of opportunity doesn't come across very often. ”

Ma Zhong, who was entertained by the young lord with dozens of mutilated corpses when they met for the first time, chose to remain silent, because he already knew the other party's answer.

"The enemy is ahead, next, we may face more tragic battles and confrontations, which may lose lives, but will also gain many unimaginable gains for you, I promise, half of the items collected this time will belong to the survivors, and back to the county, I can restore the freedom of your families in the labor camp, as long as you live, you can get money, women, rights and even family reunions! Now, I need you to fight for me, are you willing? "The young commander is like a demon who has risen from the Nine Shadows, and he has bewitched the souls and wishes of the people with the best of his future.

At this moment, there was a layer of strong war intent condensed over the empty Gobi, their faces were full of madness, everyone was eager to draw their swords to each other, and in the end, all the venting converged into a short sentence: "Yes!" We do! ”

Ma Zhong, who was carrying a longbow that would shoot many famous generals in the future, couldn't help but look at the emperor with his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a sigh in his heart: The superior is really a terrible thing.

The deafening sound of horses' hooves resounded in the Gobi, a group of warriors carrying greed and madness galloped away, where there are people, there is greed, where there is greed, there is killing, people, this creature that has been accustomed to drinking blood and hair since ancient times, has a bloodline called cruelty stored in its bones, once awakened, no one can be defeated, no one can resist.

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The battlefield was chaotic, silent and silent, and the many enemies finally dissipated after several bloody battles.

Shang Bai, who was nearly half a hundred years old, raised his head, although a huge scar was also torn out of his chest, he still straightened his back, and his whole person stared at the enemy in front of him like a majestic mountain peak for a long time.

This gaze is like the hunter's hope waiting for his prey to get back on his feet, or like giving his opponent a chance to breathe after several battles, but in any case, this waiting makes up the word...... Victory is in hand.

The dazed horse thief, the Huns who wailed and screamed, and the sixth master Shang Bai who was panting heavily, at this moment, this situation and this scene are strange and abnormal.

The sky was slightly bright, and a breeze blew, not cool, but a scorching bloody breath.

Bu Min, who was stabbed through the heart by Shang Bai, died, carrying his ambition for this land and countless resentments in his hands, and ended his short life of sin in a ruin.

He stared at him with his eyes open, like a spectator waiting for this tragic pantomime with sound but no words.

"I'm going to kill you!"

The strange atmosphere, which lasted for a short time, was broken by a miserable howl, and the horse thieves, who were at a loss because of the bloody battle, couldn't help but shudder.

Seeing the person in front of him, Shang Bai's face changed, full of disgust, he just took a step forward, and he pulled the wound on his chest, panting heavily. However, his belief was extremely strong at this time, like a thundercloud that was dark and oppressive, appearing from his body, making people feel a burst of oppressive suffocation!

Without too many words, even though Shang Bai, who was already at the end of the crossbow at this time, his eyes flashed violently, and a cold and hellish killing intent suddenly erupted uncontrollably!

In addition to the murderous aura of the cold forest, there was also a short knife that was broken in two, and a whistling sound that pierced the air.

"Poof"

A terrible crunch!

One of the Huns' arms was cut off by Shang Bai's broken blade.

Even if the blade broke, the blood-stained blade was sharper, and it took a person's arm in an instant.

The arm is broken, and this pain is simply not something that the average person can bear!

"Ahh

The Hun warrior who finally broke free habitually ran forward a few steps, but the next moment he opened his mouth and lowered his head in disbelief, losing a piece of his arm was so abrupt, after a few seconds, his mind accepted this cruel reality, huddled on the ground with his wound, and vented the extremely unbearable pain!

Hiding and chasing, meeting and fighting, in just one day, the warriors belonging to the two forces passed the hellish test of survival, more than ninety percent of the lives were lost, and now, the two sides combined are only seventeen people, of which, the horse thieves account for six, and the Huns eleven.

Killing people is a very physically demanding thing, especially in the face of double enemies, and there is a lack of a key to turning the tide with an arrow like Ma Zhong, so Shang Bai and many horse thieves can only rely on their bodies to fight against this flood of enemies.

Dead people, dead people everywhere.

Shang Bai, who is more than half a hundred years old and is known by many people as the sixth master behind his back but is said to be a freak living in the shadows, standing here quietly, the sixth master has six knives, except for his hands and feet, at this time, his scattered long hair is full of blood, and the sunlight that clears the clouds and mist is refracted down, and a bright color appears between his buns, and the fifth, no one believes it, he actually hid the blade in the long braid.

His chest, abdomen, waist, and neck were full of scars, and the old man, who had slashed his enemy in front of him into pieces with five blades, slowly took a step forward, his severely injured and extremely weak body shook in the wind, and he let out a painful beast-like howl before he could barely stand up straight.

He got up and stood in front of the enemy, cold sweat soaking through his cotton clothes, silent and not knowing how to move forward.

The blood on the ground invaded the wet ground, waiting in silence.

He lost a lot of blood and waited in silence.

His will is also silently waiting for the final decision.

It's not a very difficult decision for a man who has lost a lot but has a lot.

He has no children and grandchildren, no roots and no floats, he lives in this world like a wild ghost, and he doesn't think too much in the past.

Is he going to live?

Even if you have turned over so many corpses and shed so much blood, have you never begged for the dignity to be put down like this?

He promised her that he would be her dog for the rest of her life, and she also said that she wanted him to be her dog for the rest of her life.

People need to live, but they also need something called faith.

Compared with faith, life is just an old dog that is more pitiful than a man becoming a dog.

Shang Bai opened his mouth.

For the first time, a mouth without a tongue but with the last blade hidden was revealed to others.

It's better to live than to die, like a fool.

Before he knew that he was dying, he was more like a big fool.

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This chapter is 3,000 words, and the old city is sorting out the outline, and after this paragraph, a new plot will be ushered in.

Thank you for your dear friends, the defeated starry sky, god-level peerless, ink rain book butterfly, shadow control, and Yongshi for your rewards. For a week, a whole week, your support has put the Old City to shame.

Striving to turn every character into flesh and blood is my original intention in writing this novel! Sun Yi, Zhou He, Guan Hai, Chu Yan, Han Chou, Li Yuanxi, Xu Yan, Alathi, Wu Guang, Shang Bai, Chen Xu, Bu Min, He Lianxiong, Helian Bo Tie, Jia Xu; But if you can remember the name of one of them who does not belong to the Three Kingdoms, then I have not gone astray on this path.

Thank you for your support along the way!