116, the god of war beasts

He used to think that he was like this, even if he avenged his parents, what could he do? He had no face to see them again, no face to see those dead people again.

With the passage of time, the once unforgettable hatred has been squeezed by all kinds of distorted psychology, and it has disappeared.

At this time, this arrogant and cruel man actually mentioned the events of the year again.

Kill-kill-kill-

"Hahahaha, little brute-" An Lushan laughed cruelly: "Fall to death you, fall to death you, fall to death you-hahahaha, I'll send you to see your father and mother today"

Smack-

Smack-

Smack-

An Lushan put Li Zhu'er's head on the cold and hard marble floor, and struck it vigorously one by one - his originally beautiful nose had rotted off, and a large piece of his upper lip had been rubbed off with the flesh of the belt, revealing bloody teeth, and there was blood in his ears and mouth.

"Hahahaha, you little brute, don't say it, you really have a bit of your mother's appearance, if she didn't dare to bite me, maybe I could accept her as a little wife, and then even your mother and you will be together, together, hahahaha. ”

An Lushan wantonly insulted Li Zhu'er.

Li Zhu'er knew that An Lushan was right, he hid in the grass outside the tent and watched him tear off his mother's clothes, like a beast gnawing at his mother's snow-white flesh.

Yes, that's how he did to himself, when his guards pulled himself out of the grass, he pressed himself into the slush as he did today, and pressed his face into the mud with a single blow—little thing, are you afraid of death? Hahahaha—he laughed at himself so cruelly at the time—yes, it felt like he was dead, maybe he died at that time, with his mother, with his father, with his people.

Kill –

The anger in his heart burned, and Li Zhu'er suddenly broke free from An Lushan's control, and the flesh and blood on his face and neck were already blurred.

Li Zhu'er took out a small white porcelain bottle from his arms, the size of his thumb, pulled out the stopper, and swallowed all the beast secret medicine in his stomach in one go.

A good An Lushan, although he was blind, with many years of combat experience, he took advantage of the situation to track the direction of Li Zhu'er's escape, caught up with him in a few steps, and threw the other party to the ground again.

"Look for death, little—"

One escaped, the other pursued, although it was one after the other, An Lushan's speed was amazingly fast - Li Zhu'er was slapped by him, so that he had the opportunity to swallow the secret medicine.

But this time, Li Zhu'er was also on guard, received a slap on the back, and rolled out his body like a meat ball with his strength.

An Lushan pursued again in the direction of retreating, but he didn't expect to be bounced back, stumbling and not standing firmly, and fell into a fart - he actually crashed into a thick wall of flesh.

"Howl - Howl - "

A heavy wild boar roared in his ears, and An Lushan immediately understood what was happening.

"Hahahaha, the little cub doesn't want to die yet - I'll send you to die -"

Li Zhu'er is the best barbarian pig iron guard refined by his mother, his strength at this time is definitely not to be underestimated, his body size alone is several times larger than the ordinary barbarian pig iron guard, although he can't see it, but he can clearly feel that the entire dormitory is the rough and stinking breath of this beast, and his body seems to fill the entire room.

It's just that after he turned into a wild pig, he was like wind and thunder, and his location was greatly exposed-for the blind An Lushan, which was also a good thing.

Several fierce pounces on the opponent, causing the wound on An Lushan's stomach to continue to crack, and blood gushed out, dripping all over his legs. An Lushan screamed, tore off the nightgown and wrapped the wound on his stomach, wrapped it tightly twice, tied a dead knot, and strangled it twice.

Facing an opponent who was as strong as a hill and almost more than ten times his size, An Lushan did not retreat but advanced.

"Come on—hahahaha—"

An Lushan put on a fluttering motion, beckoning to the wild pig who was walking like the wind, and provoked contemptuously.

The huge wild pig filled the dormitory of the Great Yan Emperor, it was constantly restless, four big hammer-like hooves were constantly trampling on the marble floor, the deafening sound of trampling made people panic, and every pore of it gushed out the primitive destructive power, and the magnificent palace dormitory was as vulnerable as a rotten wooden paper puppet in front of it.

Due to taking too many beast secret pills in one go, this time the beast made Li Zhu'er miserable, in addition to the heavy pressure of the huge body on the soul of the heart, the beast soul consciousness mixed with the medicinal power also continued to oppress and tear his soul.

A savage force from the depths of his consciousness is constantly eroding him, threatening him, trying in vain to occupy his body and become the true beastmaster.

Countless trainings in the past - to constantly fight against this beastly primordial force, in order to maintain self-consciousness as much as possible - today in the face of this unprecedented flood force, Li Zhu'er instinctively resisted, and even a little timid - he wanted to take revenge, wanted to kill An Lushan, but he was even more afraid that his soul would be torn apart by that power and thrown into the endless abyss.

He tried to calm down and suppress the anger in his heart, so that he could constantly adapt to this powerful brute force, and keep getting acquainted with it and mastering it.

The heavy breathing of the wild pig gradually eased.

An Lushan saw that the other party was reluctant to attack, and even adjusted his breathing, worried that there was deception, so he took the lead in attacking.

"Ahhhh

An Lushan pounced violently, slammed into the door of the wild pig's face, and hugged the sharp mouth of the wild pig.

"Pour—"

An Lushan shouted, the muscles under the fat body bulged violently, and the whole body was full of strength, and he pushed out the behemoth in front of him horizontally, and the giant beast rolled to the ground.

After suffering a heavy blow, Li Zhu'er's mental strength was discharged, and his self-consciousness was immediately torn to pieces, falling into the depths of the claustrophobic abyss of consciousness, and the power of the ancient beast soul occupied his body and mind in an instant.

"Howl - Howl - "

The giant beast roared angrily, shaking the windows of the dormitory and the iron tiles humming.

"Damn, it's noisy, little piglet—die—"

An Lushan's blood was churning, and he was angry, clenched his fists, jumped up suddenly, and slammed down in the direction where the wild pig roared.

An Lushan suffered the loss of blindness in the end, and a pair of iron fists had not yet fallen on the wild pig, but he was knocked away by the giant beast that Huo Ran had risen.

At this time, the wild pig lost Li Zhu'er's consciousness control and blindly rushed wildly.

Compared with this behemoth, the palace dormitory in Luoyang, the capital of the gods, also seems cramped, and the cabinets, screens, and beds and utensils are smashed and scattered, and they are in a mess.

Even the stove was knocked over to the ground, and the burning coals splashed on the messy bedding and curtains, and the sparks crackled and burned into pieces.

An Lushan was hit several times by wild pigs one after another, and his clothes were burned by the fire between rolling and dodging, and he was scarred all over his body.

An Lushan was not afraid, he tore off his burning clothes, his hair was furious, his body was arrogant, and he became more and more arrogant and belligerent.

It was a thirst for blood, an almost pathological obsession with killing. Perhaps, the god of war that Ashinad begged for back then, Zha Meat Mountain, was brave and warlike.

"Ahh

Behind the seemingly crazy and brave moves, An Lushan's mind is still sober and sharp, he clearly knows that blindness is his biggest disadvantage in this battle, and he must find a way to get close to it and stick to its body in close combat.

Thinking of this, An Lushan flashed and retreated, touched a wall and got into the corner of the wall, his five fingers were stretched like iron claws, and his arms were slightly stretched like dragons, putting on a posture of both offense and defense.

The pig was too large to hide deep in the corner, and if the pig slammed into it, the walls on both sides would cancel out most of the impact for itself, and the direction of its attack would be limited - it would be easier for a blind man to determine its position so that he could wait for an opportunity to get entangled.

Sure enough, the desolate giant beast rushed towards An Lushan with all its strength.

"Boom-" With a bang, where the giant beast collided, a corner of the entire dormitory collapsed, and the bricks, tiles, beams, and trees fell down with a snort.

The wild pig picked An Lushan with his sharp beak and rushed straight into the yard.

"Someone—"

An Lushan shouted, but no one answered.

"Someone—someone—"

Driven to the courtyard by the wild pig breaking through the wall of the house, An Lushan instinctively shouted, in fact, he had already expected it in his heart - no matter who wanted to rebel, the guards and the royal guards around him would definitely be transferred away or simply killed in advance.

After all, I have been a general for many years, and I have been a happy emperor for a few years, and I am used to calling and hugging, so I instinctively call people.

It's just that no one answers, and it just makes the thoughts in my heart colder.

No one answered, it didn't mean that there was no one in the courtyard, there were ten masters at each of the two palace gates in and out of the dormitory, followed by a group of people and horses with black pressure - it was the ghost cavalry army and the barbarian pig iron guard, and the team of people and horses were hiding outside the palace gate, everyone was in good spirits, and they were vigilantly waiting for the master's order.

It's just that they're not here to save the driver. They have become the descendants of King An Qingxu of Jin.

There are thousands of people on both sides, and the army is mighty, but An Lushan is blind and can't see anything.

"Let's go together—" said a faint voice timidly.

"Who?" At this time, An Lushan's hearing was extremely keen, and when he heard someone talking, he immediately shouted.

Yan Zhuang immediately shrank in fright, and involuntarily hid behind An Qingxu.

An Qingxu waved his hand, rejecting Yan Zhuang's proposal, and at the same time signaling him not to make a sound.

"Yan Zhuang - dog slave, you are a showman, it's not our family that pulls you, there is nothing rich about you in this world-"

"Yan Zhuang - dog minion - you sour man - did you scare your guts? speak-"

"Yan Zhuang, hahahaha, you coward, let's go together-"

An Lushan cursed repeatedly, and suddenly realized that the situation was different—whose order was he asking?

"Who else? An Qingxu? Is it you? Little cub, okay, you dare to join forces with outsiders to kill Lao Tzu, you are out of breath-"

An Qingxu's cold face was as silent as death, and he stood in the shadow of the palace wall, almost merging with the deep and dark shadow.

He didn't say a word, and the soldiers on call were as steady as a rock.

In the courtyard, there was only the roar of the desolate beast and the curse of An Lushan.

There were no soldiers surrounding him, and crossbow arrows were fired, which caused An Lushan to laugh wildly.

"Hahahaha, if you are cowardly and afraid, you can do it?"