Ulliso was convinced that this was the group of killing gods, and when they came, they were about to speak, but he was struck on the head.

"Shut up!"

Wu Lisuo hurriedly raised his hands, signaling that he would not move, he was a little afraid of being killed directly, it was not a big loss. Thinking about it, Wu Lisuo's forehead was sweating, it was really negligent, if someone else killed him directly, he could only cry to himself in hell at that time.

Thankfully, he might have to ask himself something, or he would have died a long time ago.

Shut your mouth and let Dark Thirty-Seven drag herself into a corner.

In fact, at this time, Dark Thirty-Seven was also a little puzzled, this guy was too cooperative, something was wrong, Dark Thirty-Seven was secretly more defensive of Wu Lisuo. At the slightest movement, the dagger could take his life at any time.

If this is called Wu Lisuo Zhidao, he will definitely have to kneel down and cry out, and if he cooperates, he will lose his life at any time, so if he resists a little, he will die immediately. It's just that he doesn't know what to do, so he doesn't have any shadow in his heart.

"Say, how did you find me?"

The excited Wu Lisuo knew that this was his chance, and when he heard the cold question behind him, he decided to tell the truth in an instant. By the way, maybe you can still make meritorious contributions, and tonight's big change is an opportunity.

"I, I've seen you, and the breath on your body is hard for me to forget!"

"What!"

Dark Thirty-Seven was shocked by Wu Lisuo's words, Yan Yunqi has always had strange whereabouts, and everyone who has seen them has already reported to the King of Hades, how could anyone know about them. This was not allowed, and the dagger in his hand was about to erase the neck of the vulture.

Feeling something flowing down his neck, Wu Lisuo felt a chill in his heart, knowing that his words might have violated their taboo.

"Wait, wait! I have something to say. ”

Dark Thirty-Seven originally wanted to kill this person, but when he thought that he still had something to ask, he didn't kill him, and when he heard that Wu Lisuo still had something to say, he stopped.

"Say!"

The vest is sweaty, and the Wu Lisuo is really scared. These people are really resolute, they will kill people without saying a word, they are more like grassland people than them.

"I—I once went to the Xianbei tribe to buy horses and saw you, that night······"

After finally speaking, Wu Lisuo was relieved, at least he would not lose his life immediately.

However, now he must find a way to meet their leader, otherwise his life will be ruined after this man asks questions.

After listening to Dark Thirty-Seven, it suddenly dawned on him, this guy is lucky. However, he never thought of leaving Wu Lisuo's life, and after asking, when his soul returned to the grassland, he had to do it.

"Well, you're so sure, it doesn't seem to be a small thing. Well, say, who else recognizes me but you? ”

This is the question that Dark Thirty-Seven wants to ask the most, once it is determined, Wu Lisuo will be killed and fed and threatened, it depends on his answer.

"No, it's just me!"

Ulisol replied quickly, and he felt that it would be safer. However, the next words of the dark thirty-seven directly made him tremble.

"Then, you can die!"

Wu Lisuo knew that he couldn't flatter anymore at this moment, so he would save his life first.

A knee strike, a left elbow top, and the dark thirty-seven must be broken. Dark Thirty-Seven didn't expect that this steppe man who was afraid of death would have such a powerful fighting force, and he lost his hand all of a sudden.

Secretly annoyed, he knew that it was a little impossible for him to get out of the way, but he had to kill this person, otherwise he would destroy the lord's plan, and he would not live in peace even under Jiuquan.

His eyes flickered, and the dagger in his hand stabbed at Wu Lisuo in the dark night. Although I don't know what Lu Dao Wu Lisuo has escaped, he didn't call for help, is it disdainful. Dark Thirty-Seven didn't care about anything else, that was better, just kill Wu Lisuo.

In fact, Wu Lisuo's force is not weaker than Hu Li's, but he is too capable of pretending, and no one knows what to do. In order to survive just now, he had to expose everything he had, but he didn't regret it, if he wanted to be recognized or accepted by the mysterious killing god, he had to have a certain strength.

Now he can't say what he is suffering, and in the face of the assassination of the dark thirty-seven, he has confirmed that the martial arts of this person are not as good as him. But now he can't kill him, and he can't let him be exposed, and he is restrained everywhere, so he doesn't feel aggrieved.

Although Wu Lisuo is bare-handed, he has been a good hand in the tribe since he was a child, and he fights with wolves, how can he lose to Dark Thirty-Seven. Back and forth, neither of them spoke, and Dark Thirty-Seven had already made waves in his heart, and the opponent was too powerful.

His own killing moves can't have much effect on the opponent, so he can only suppress the opponent with speed. He knew that this time due to his negligence might make Ji Lu plan fail, although he couldn't blame him, but he couldn't forgive himself.

You can only kill your opponent with all your strength and fight for your life.

Wu Lisuo was miserable, he could have killed his opponent, but he didn't dare, and he didn't even have a chance to speak. He was very anxious, he had been out for so long, it would not be good if Hu Li found out, and he had to solve it as soon as possible.

"Bang"

Eventually, Dark Thirty-Seven slowed down and was knocked out with a single blow by Wu Lisuo.

Dark Thirty-Seven knew that he was short of strength, and he knew that Lu Dao's life should be like this when he was slow, and the opponent only needed to come up and give him another blow. Looking at the pitch-black sky, there was nothing on the canopy, boundless darkness, and he also felt the wind on the grassland.

The night is dark and the wind is high and the night kills people, and the dark thirty-seven thinks of this sentence, what the lord often says. It's a pity that I am destined not to follow the lord all the time, and the lord is thirty-seven ashamed of you. Scenes from the past, the smile of the lord and the encouragement to them came to mind.

He saw that on the night of the wind and snow, when he was about to freeze to death, a Bai Zhe's hand was stretched out in front of him. The wind and snow froze his body, and he barely looked up to see the smile, a smile warmer than the summer sun, and he never lived on the streets since.

The old mother of the family left with a happy smile and no regrets, because he had a good lord. He saw his father-in-law kneeling down in front of his mother's bed, saying that he was just his brother and his mother was his mother.

The iron-clad man wet his eyes at that moment.

The sky is unfair, why is he going to die before he has repaid the grace of the lord, and the dark thirty-seven is so unwilling in his heart. But now, he was lying on the ground without strength, and the kick just now completely deprived him of the opportunity to fight.

The dagger in Dark Thirty-Seven's hand tightened again and again, and finally he closed his eyes and raised the dagger in his hand to stab at his heart.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that he didn't feel the pain in his heart and opened his eyes.

His dagger was held tightly by the Vulisso, and blood flowed down the dagger and dripped from the mouth of his heart. But he didn't pay attention, his eyes were fixed on Wu Lisuo, and the thoughts that turned back and forth in an instant were analyzed in his mind.

"For what?"

His voice came from his hoarse throat, and Wu Lisuo didn't know why Lu Dao was doing this, he only knew that this guy couldn't die.

"You can't die!"

Very simply, he picked up the dark thirty-seven and walked to his big tent, due to the lack of strength of the Wulisuo in a big battle, plus the dark thirty-seven who couldn't walk at all. The two of them staggered as if they were drunk.

This did not attract attention, after all, many people in the camp are like this now, and there are people from all tribes.