Chapter 89: Turning You into a Corpse (1)

An arrow, the red flame on the arrow burned, reflected in Ziyou's pupils, as if a piece of blood red.

Ziyou's eyes widened, the flames in his pupils flickered and changed, and it seemed that a certain memory gradually emerged under the firelight.

In the past, Ziyou was sent to the sky by a car bomb in the Middle East.

The barrel behind the carriage was filled with barrels of gunpowder, and if it touched the flames on the arrows, it would be a series of explosions.

The consequences can be imagined, and the people around these three carriages will be completely gagged. Gunpowder, rockets, Shen Mengxi and his entourage, as well as the fifty people he brought, are here...... It's ridiculously a heist game, and the result is a complete calculation.

If Ziyou is killed twice in a row, is it considered luck to the extreme?

Where the rocket came from and who shot it is no longer important, the important thing is that even if Ziyou can come up with a way to solve the problem, he doesn't have enough time to execute it, and the arrow comes from a long distance, but it will come here in a few seconds.

Even if it is shot crooked, this rocket will definitely not be the last, there will always be an arrow that will step on the **** and fall where Ziyou is most unwilling to see.

Ziyou never expected that the Shen family's convoy was transporting barrels of gunpowder, which was obviously someone's masterpiece.

What is the purpose...... Blow up Azusa You? More than 20 wooden barrels, just to blow up Ziyou, it was really a rich funeral!

"It seems that Xie Mu should also hide the means that I can't see, which is also causing my negligence." Ziyou secretly clenched his fists and stood upright on the carriage, staring directly at the first rocket that flew by, and behind him was a barrel of gunpowder. And the group that hasn't all reacted yet, the children and a white face.

Some people were not even aware of the impending crisis, and were still looking curiously at the gunpowder that was slowly flowing from the barrel like sand next to the white face.

It wasn't until Zhang Baiyan noticed Ziyou's solemn appearance that he looked at Ziyou's gaze, and was suddenly stunned by the rockets that exploded.

"Is it time to give up?" Ziyou said lightly, as if he was talking to a white face, and as if he was talking to himself.

"No, there's still a chance, there's still a glimmer of chance." Ziyou smiled.

Because he saw a cyan figure flashing in front of Ziyou, and the sword light flashed in it, and it disappeared, followed by the rocket that was originally shooting in front of Ziyou, and it was shot down and fell to the ground, and then the flames on the arrow were covered with mud...... Gradually extinguishing ...... At this critical moment, the nightingale intervened in time to defuse the first wave of crisis.

After the nightingale shot down the first rocket, she landed in front of Ziyou and Zhang Baiyan, and Ziyou really wanted to hug her and kiss her...... If she threw away the sword in her hand.

The first arrow was not the end, the fire in the distance had not yet been extinguished, and from the small red flame dots, hundreds, after the first rocket was extinguished, countless rockets were about to fly over.

There were a lot of people lying in ambush over there, shooting cold arrows at them, and if a rocket hit the powder keg, the consequences would be terrible.

Eventually, everyone realized what was happening, and many of the children panicked when they saw the fire, and they only thought it was fun to rob, and when the danger really came, a sense of crisis began to emerge in their hearts.

The members of the Shen family were not all as loyal as Shen Wan, and at this time, the people who were greedy for life and afraid of death immediately ran towards the surrounding woods.

"It must be Xie Mu!" Zhang Bai's face also froze, although he thought so, but he had no choice, Zhang Baiyan trusted Ziyou more, at this time, I don't know why, as long as he stood on the side of Ziyou, he felt very safe, this relationship was equivalent to a rookie, hugging a thigh tightly.

"I don't have time to care about this, let the nightingale intercept the rocket, how much can you stop, Zhang Xiong, you take a knife to split those barrels, you must be fast! Split all the barrels as quickly as possible, and I'll help you later! ”

"Good!" The more times like this, the more Zhang Baiyan has to trust Ziyou, he is also a waste scum, but he still has the power to chop wood, and after getting Ziyou's order, he immediately took a knife to chop the barrel.

The reason for this is because Azusa knows that the explosion of gunpowder must be in a sealed environment. The instantaneous combustion brings tons of gas and heat, bursts the table, and then explodes the material wrapped in gunpowder, creating a tremendous amount of destructive power.

However, if the gunpowder encounters an open flame in a non-sealed environment, it loses its due power, and the gunpowder that burns at this time ...... The scientific name is ...... Flowers.

It's not lofty knowledge, it's just the experience of playing firecrackers as a child.

By splitting these barrels and exposing the gunpowder to the air, the crisis was minimized. Even if it hits an open flame, it's just a fire.

"Brother You, what am I doing!" Xiao Hu's kid seemed to have forgotten all the unpleasant things that happened before. At this moment of crisis, Xiao Hu showed courage beyond ordinary children, and did not show panic, which has to be admired.

"Don't bother me, get out of here with the others!" After Ziyou finished speaking, he kicked him, and walked quickly towards the carriage carrying Shen Mengxi's sister and brother.

Before leaving, he turned around and glared fiercely at Xiao Hu, who was lying on the ground. "If you don't want to die, just take those bunnies and get out of here."

"Why don't you all go together!" Xiao Hu shouted at Ziyou's back, but all he got was a cold snort in Ziyou's nose, and he didn't answer his question.

Walking together? How far can you go? As long as an arrow hits the powder keg, it will be a big explosion, and it will send people who have not traveled far into the sky in an instant, and someone must stay behind to chop up all the powder kegs, and at the same time stop the arrows from coming for a period of time, even if it is with flesh and blood, and block those rockets.

Now the time is too tight, the Nightingale alone to block the rocket, it does not work completely, after the first arrow fired, hundreds of rockets came one after another, the firing point is very far away, a hundred arrows about a few dozen rockets can only fall on the top of the powder keg.

Even so, the nightingale could not guarantee that all these arrows could be shot down by her halfway, only to see her standing in front of Zhang Baiyan, the long sword in her hand constantly cruising in the air, every time she swung it, a rocket was knocked to the ground by her, and Zhang Baiface was behind, chopping the barrel on the carriage, when the crisis was imminent, Zhang Baiyan also exerted his potential beyond himself, the blade was cut down hard, but with a bit of strength, several barrels of gunpowder, were cut off with a knife, gunpowder scattered to the ground, or raised a layer of ash, Floating on the body of a white face.

Before Ziyou came to the carriage where Shen Mengxi was sitting, there were also stray arrows flying here, shooting in front of the carriage and horses, the horses were frightened and raised their hooves and neighed, even if Shen Wan was stiff, it was difficult to control it.

When an arrow was shot at the horse, the horse's madness was even more uncontrollable, and Ziyou took a knife and directly cut the rope connecting the horse and the carriage, and the carriage collapsed.

An arrow landed on the carriage, and with a whoop, a raging flame burst into flames and burst out under the blue sky.

This burning was far from over, and the surrounding woods were more or less exposed to the flames, and those dead wood and broken branches burned with the last power of life, turning into a crimson flame, red through the sky......

The convoy was submerged in this magnificent sea of fire.