Chapter 50: Itchy Throat
Thundered!
Thunder on the ground, roaring bursts!
The earth rumbled and trembled, and huge clouds of smoke and dust rose into the sky, filling the streets in a volley of rubble.
Even in the blue sky and white day, you can still clearly see the terrifying fire rolling in the black smoke!
Whew!
The gale was howling, the sand and dust were filled, and the little friends who were blowing couldn't open their eyes, but they felt that the earth was moving, and it took a while before it gradually subsided.
When I look at it again, the streets are full of ruins and broken walls, and there is no roof tile!
At this moment, everyone's ears were buzzing, and their mouths were wide open and closed.
The scene just now swirled in my mind, and what was going on with the phrase 'Listen' that was still in my ears!
And Yuan Fei, who reported the news, just came at this time, and was overwhelmed by the scene in front of him!
Woohoo!
Almost at the same time, bursts of piercing arrows sounded over the capital, and when it was suspected that the demon was attacking, the most urgent military order launched by the imperial city - the cloud-piercing arrow!
"Let's go!"
Wu Ming carried Wu Fu on his back and took the lead towards Guangsheng.
"Little prince, let's go quickly!"
Chai Qing swallowed his saliva and said with a bitter face.
"Hehe, sixth brother, what are you afraid of? These dogs are crumbling, but they don't toss the tiger master, don't look at their miserable appearance, my brother is not happy in his heart!"
Hu Qing spat out blood, panting, and sneered.
"Xiao Chai, go take a look!"
Although Wu Fu's breath was weak, his voice was indescribably sonorous.
This is due to the fact that I ate a heart-protecting pill before.
Otherwise, with his current body and bones, not to mention his life, at least half of his old life has been lost.
The little ones hurriedly followed, and they were inexplicably excited in their hearts, and they even felt a sense of hatred for the same enemy.
The tragic situation of his companions, the depression of not being able to take revenge, almost shocked these young and vigorous teenagers and girls to lose their minds.
Now, how can you not be happy to have the opportunity to see the tragic situation of the enemy?
The distance of more than 100 meters is not far, and soon it will come, only the ruined Guangsheng is left, and it will cross the mess all over the place, and a few charred corpses will enter the eyes.
"Ho-ho, vomit!"
The little friend who has never seen blood can't help but vomit when he lands.
Even those who didn't vomit were pale, very unsightly, and struggled to keep up.
When I came to the backyard, a large crater that was only one or two meters long, but I could see a range of tens of meters, spread in a radial shape.
There were more than a dozen intact corpses inside, more of them were stumps and broken arms, and a few of them were missing arms and legs and crawled out wailing.
Even Yuan Fei couldn't help but retch a few times.
"Little bastard, I'll slaughter you!"
Suddenly, a resentful roar sounded, but in the corner of a broken wall, a figure suddenly shot out and pounced on it.
Looking at the figure covered in blood and missing a hand, judging from the old man's voice, it should be the old man guarding Wang Lin's side!
In the face of this angry blow, Wu Ming calmly patrolled the target.
"Humph!"
In the oblique thorn, with an old cold snort, the fiery palm swept away violently.
"Flame Palm, you're Hu Cang!"
The old man is a master of artistic conception, even in this unfavorable situation, he can still judge it.
It's a pity that he was seriously injured, broke an arm, and was attacked again, and after a few short fights, he was slapped in the chest by Hu Cang.
"Old Hu, spare his life!"
To everyone's surprise, Wu Ming stopped Hu Cang's killer.
Hu Cang frowned puzzled, took a few steps back, and took Wu Fu to check the injury.
"Hehe, little bastard, you don't dare to kill me, the old man is a master of artistic conception, protected by the laws of the Great Song Dynasty, you wait, the hatred of the broken arm, the people around you, one by one, will die in the ......"
The old man's eyes were full of resentment, and he looked miserably at Wu Ming, who was walking towards him step by step.
Click!
What was shocking was that Wu Ming walked up to the old man and kicked the old man's neck with one kick.
Looking at the corpse with the head twisted to the back, all the people who were still alive felt cold in their backs.
No one could have imagined that a teenager who seemed to be in no danger would burst out and kill without saying a word and without warning!
"You, you, how dare you...... If you dare to kill Liu Lao, the Yinghou Mansion will not let you go, and the court will not let you go!"
Under the ruins, Wang Lin just climbed out, and when he saw such a scene, he trembled like a ghost.
Looking at its location, it is exactly where the old man has just appeared.
Obviously, it is protected, or it is protected by a strange treasure!
Crash!
On the other side, a pile of messes was scattered, revealing two embarrassed figures, it was Jiang Xiu and Peng Quan.
It's just that the situation of the two of them is really bad at this time, they are all covered in blood, their clothes are not covered, and the armor full of cracks is exposed.
"Ahem, what a poisonous method!"
Peng Quan coughed up blood and looked at Wu Ming hatefully.
Jiang Xiujun's face was covered with dust, his eyes were indescribably frightened, and he didn't even dare to look at Wu Ming more.
With only half a cup of tea, Wu Ming, who had just made compromises and sent them to the palace's treasures, how could he become the one who had the upper hand and controlled their life and death?
There are also the twelve big cars of treasures, which are all genuine, and can even pile up a few treasures of artistic conception masters!
It's just blown up!
How could he be willing to give it?
How dare he?
And what Wu Ming did next made Wang Lin feel as if he had been choked by the neck, staggering and falling into the dust, as if he had been asked for his life by a powerful ghost, and crawled backwards with both hands and feet.
Poof!
I saw that Wu Ming picked up a wooden thorn at some point, grabbed a guard who was running away with a broken arm, and asked a question, which pierced him deeply into his eyes.
"You've seen them!
"Oh, you have eyes, then you see!"
"Ahh
"I heard you ask you, do you have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child to be raised?"
"Oh, I hear you! So what's the use of your ears?"
"Spare your life, ahh
There is no sense of color, like a mechanical question, it is creepy, not only Jiang Xiu and Peng Quan were suppressed by Wu Ming's ruthlessness, but even Chai Qing and the others turned their heads with ugly faces, not daring to look at the seemingly thin and weak figure anymore!
In particular, Wu Ming was still humming a tuneless tune, as if he was deeply immersed in a chilling pleasure!
Pity these guards, in terms of strength, ten Wu Ming bundles are not opponents, but they can be reversed by the serious injuries of the * shock, it is good to be able to survive, dizzy, where can I have the ability to fight back?
Only a few of them were intact, and they were also easily cleaned up by Chai Qing!
"You, you, don't come here, I'm me, I'm wrong, little prince, His Royal Highness, I don't dare to provoke you anymore, I swear, I don't dare anymore, I will pay you double, no, ten times the treasure you lost!"
Looking at Wu Ming, who was walking towards him step by step, Wang Lin had tears and snot on his face, feces and urine flowed together, and he curled up stiffly in the corner, no longer having the arrogance and pride he had before.
Wu ...... Brother Wu, His Royal Highness, dissipate your anger, this matter is not our fault, we are willing to compensate three times for any loss, please ......"
Jiang Xiu was scared, stammering, full of bitterness and remorse.
If Wu Ming killed Wang Lin regardless of it, would it be his turn next?
Peng Quan's face was also extremely ugly, especially when he was talking and laughing just now, how to divide the treasures of his peers, the dead corpse has not yet cooled down.
But under Hu Cang's fierce one-eyed gaze, he didn't dare to make the slightest move, for fear of attracting unnecessary suspicion and incurring a blatant attack!
"You hit Wu Lao with this hand, right?"
"Oh, it doesn't matter, you have two hands anyway!"
"You ordered you to take off the girls' clothes, right?"
"It's okay, you can still eat without your tongue!
"You said you wanted to stab me to death with a finger?"
Wu Ming grabbed Wang Lin's hair, stepped on his right hand, and the wooden thorns pierced Wang Lin's screaming mouth, and broke off the fingers of his left hand one by one.
At this time, Wang Lin had no human form, and could only gasp miserably.
But when the deadly wooden thorn approached the eyeball, it still showed pleading, and shook his head without stopping.
"Your Royal Highness, it's no good if things get bigger, and you don't want to wait for the mansion and retaliate against you desperately, right?"
Jiang Xiu was frightened and had to bite the bullet and use Wu Ming's words before to persuade him.
"Hey, I'm a soft-hearted man!"
Wu Ming sighed, and the wooden thorns pierced Wang Lin's eyeballs.
In fact, he likes the vigor of young people, and he is afraid that young people are not light or heavy, and he will not easily destroy a young man.
If this Wang Lin doesn't give him a lesson that he will never forget, he will definitely make a comeback, and the methods will be even more vicious!
"Enough!"
At this moment, there was a sudden burst of shouts from the sky, and a pale cyan streamer fell from the sky, and the terrifying coercion instantly suppressed the audience.
As strong as Hu Cang and other artistic conception martial artists, they all felt suffocated, and Wu Ming, who bore the brunt of the attack, was almost overwhelmed.
Seeing that it was from, Jiang Xiu and Peng Quan breathed a sigh of relief, endured the fear in their hearts, and secretly wiped the cold sweat on their foreheads, only to feel cold behind them.
In a short period of time, my back was soaked!
"It's finally here!"
Wu Ming was cold, as if he was trembling in fright, the wooden thorn was not pierced, and it suddenly stabbed into Wang Lin's face.
"Wu Ming, you have to think clearly, once you do this, no one will be able to protect you! Do you really want to make a mortal enmity with Yinghou Mansion?"
Mu Chun's old face is difficult to see the extreme.
In a word, it was revealed that he knew about the trap, otherwise, he should have asked what was going on!
"Woohoo!
Wang Lin felt that a savior had come, and he danced for help.
"Since you've been talking, the kid is obedient!"
Although he was surprised by Wu Ming's good speech, Mu Chun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw him put down the bloodstained wooden thorn that was sticking to the flesh.
But the next moment, the heart that had not yet fallen back into his stomach was raised to his throat again.
"Phew, phew!"
I saw Wu Ming open Wang Lin's mouth, spit out a mouthful of phlegm, threw it casually, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief slowly, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "I'm sorry, there's too much ash, and my throat is a little itchy! Don't mind, ha!"
"Wow, wow!"
Yuan Fei couldn't hold back any longer, bent over and vomited wildly.
Even Jiang Xiu couldn't help but cover his mouth, turned his head, couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and shouted in his heart that he was lucky, and directly listed Wu Ming as the person who couldn't be provoked in his life, there was no one!
Mu Chun's white face turned black into the bottom of the pot in an instant!