Su Rong had a dagger in his left hand and a whip in his right hand, standing quietly next to Mo Yao, looking at the man lying on the ground.

A smile was pulling out of his face at this time, which was more ugly than crying.

"Are you still fighting?" Su Rong kicked the leg of the person next to him with his toes, and asked in a friendly and polite manner.

Mo Yao hugged his leg and took a breath of cold air.

Fight, what to fight! Who will continue to fight!

But Su Rong didn't wait for him to answer, so he bent down.

Looking at the slender and white arms stretched out in front of him, constantly enlarged, Mo Yao didn't seem to be in the mood to appreciate beauty at this time.

At this time, he had only one thought in his mind: Is this not a one-sided beating that is not more than Bibi directly? ?

The slender hand directly pulled him by the collar, and with a slight force, Mo Yao was pulled up from the ground.

Su Rong turned around and walked straight forward, and Mo Yao, who was with him, also staggered behind.

There was a piercing pain from the wound in his leg, and Mo Yao wanted to cry without tears.

He really wanted to say, where do you want me to go, you tell me to go over myself, don't be so rough with the wounded people.

However, I didn't dare to say.

Su Rong walked over to Michael and stood still, looking down at Michael who was leaning against the wall below and was closing his eyes.

The shadow suddenly shrouded in him, and Michael opened his eyes vigilantly in an instant.

I saw a figure smashing directly towards her!

She hurriedly reached out to catch Mo Yao, who was smashing at her, and helped him to sit beside her, his situation seemed to be ...... It's much worse than myself.

Su Rong, the initiator, saw the two of them sitting side by side obediently, and nodded with satisfaction.

Then he turned around and raised his chin in the other direction: "You, come by yourself." After a pause of a few seconds, he added, "The axe is not allowed to be taken, leave it there." ”

Listening to her words, the expression on Brother Zhuang's face suddenly became very exciting, changing back and forth.

Finally, after looking at his broken arm for the fifth time, he gritted his teeth and walked over.

Brother Zhuang, Mo Yao, and Michael sat neatly in a row.

Su Rong looked around, and the place where Iris stayed before was empty!

The light source hit the back, a few hundred steps away from here, and at this time, there was a figure staggering forward, who else could it be if it wasn't Iris?!

"......Shh

Su Rong curled the corners of his lips and laughed softly.

Iris, who was running hard, seemed to hear this chuckle, and after a few stiffened her body, her legs quickened.

It's almost like crawling forward!

"Iris...... I'll ...... when I meet her next time."

Michael gritted his teeth and said hatefully.

Su Rong didn't care, she didn't plan to catch up, she ran away, and it didn't have any impact on her anyway.

Moreover, in this cave, Iris is alone, and she doesn't know what will happen to her.

It must be interesting...... Su Rong politely prayed for her for a second in his heart.

"Come, cooperate, stretch out. Su Rong walked up to the three of them and said.

At this time, she was holding a hemp rope in her hand, and she was eager to try it.

Brother Zhuang: ?

Mo Yao: ??

Michael:???

I really want to say no, but when we look at Su Rong's face, we think it's better to endure it.

"Boom" three times, Su Rong took the dagger and cut off three pieces of hemp rope neatly, and tied them firmly to the wrists of the three people.

After doing this, Su Rong tilted his head, groaned for a while, and continued: "The three of you have your backs to do a good job. ”

Why are you tossing us?

The three of them wanted to cry without tears in their hearts, and they could only smile on their faces, sitting back to back, watching Su Rong wrap a few circles on the left and a few circles on the right, and tie the three of them together to form a big dumpling.

"Shhh...... Tap, tap, pressed against my wound. ”

"Ahhh ”

"Shoulder, my shoulder, is going to break. ”

In the midst of the painful cries of several people, Su Rong completed her great cause of tying zongzi.

She took half a step back, touched her chin and admired her work for a while, and nodded with satisfaction, yes, the bundle is very good, and it looks very strong.

Under her gaze, several other people carefully swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, trembling, not knowing what Su Rong was thinking about it.

And the latter actually looked at them for a while, and then left directly.

The palm of his hand touched the handle of the axe, and with a slight force, he carried it to his hand.

Su Rong turned around and thanked sincerely: "The axe and whip are good, so I'll take it." ”

Although Brother Zhuang and Michael suffered most of the external injuries, they felt that they were going to be angry and internally injured, but they still had to pretend to smile and grin on their faces.

Su Rong put away the whip and walked back step by step with the axe in one hand.

The weight of the axe weighed on her, making her steps heavier, and there was a dull sound as she stepped on the ground.

Su Rong walked straight in front of the three of them, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the axe fell straight to the ground, with the blade facing down, inserted into the soil, and brought up the dust flying around.

The three of them looked at each other, not knowing what it meant.

"Brother Zhuang, the blade of your axe is not sharp. A brainless question made Brother Zhuang and the second monk puzzled.

While observing Su Rong's face, he said hesitantly: "Sharp...... Right?"

Su Rong listened to his words, nodded seriously, and asked in a friendly manner: "Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth, I think I have to practice to know whether it is sharp or not, what do you think?"

Brother Zhuang immediately nodded in agreement: "I think what you said is completely correct......"

No, wait.

What to practice?

Isn't the practice sharp??

How do you want to practice!?

You practice and practice, what does it mean that you are standing in front of me and carrying an axe??

Take me to practice!!

Halfway through the point, his head stiffened suddenly, Brother Zhuang's lips trembled a few times, and he said slowly: "Su Rong, I said, I said everything." ”

"We're really targeting you in the Mercenary Guild, and we need a ...... It has been less than a month since he came to the Fallen City, but he is a person who refines more than three levels of qi. ”

Speaking of this, Michael hurriedly interrupted him next to him, "Brother Zhuang, don't you ...... all"

"Hmm...... I don't think it has to be practiced on you, but if you look at it, there are more active people next to you who want to participate in the practice. ”

Su Rong spoke slowly next to him.

"Brother Zhuang, you ...... Well said, you say it first, I'll add if it's not enough. Michael's face barely managed to pull a smile on, and she felt like she was about to cry.