"Captain, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and make a decision! Someone yelled at him.

Li Ling looked up, and sure enough, he saw that the trunks of some big trees were burning in the flames, and the black trunks were intertwined with bright yellow flames and black smoke, looking like a passage to hell.

With the occasional fall of ashes and the collapse of trees, the piercing crackling sound continued to reach his ears.

"Decide? Why should I make the decision, I'm just a child! Li Ling originally wanted to say this, but now, such words couldn't come out of his mouth no matter what. Because his father never told him how to retreat when he encountered difficulties, he never greeted...

"Captain, come on, if we don't leave, we'll all have to stay here." Someone shouted eagerly.

"What about the people behind the hill? They shouldn't have gotten the news that the fire is out of control, right? Li Ling asked anxiously. At this moment, he no longer had the heart to distinguish whether he was Li Ling or his father, so he just asked subconsciously.

"I only informed them that there was another wildfire nearby, but I didn't expect the fire to be so ferocious. It's no longer beyond the control of the few of us. "There was a man whose face was completely black-gray with smoke, and when he spoke, he showed his teeth that were extraordinarily white.

"Have you come out, and the villagers?" Li Ling asked again.

"I don't care about it at all." The man swallowed a mouthful of saliva before panting; "It's a blessing for us to be able to escape from the wildfires. There was simply no time to risk their lives to inform the villagers in the ravine. In my opinion, let's get out of here. Otherwise, not only would we not be able to save those dozen or so families, but even the lives of our teammates would have to be put into it. ”

Li Ling was about to speak, when suddenly there was a blur in front of him, as if a figure in front of him walked towards the place where the fire was spreading.

"It's ...... Father!? Li Ling exclaimed in surprise, although he couldn't see it very really, he still saw a hint of familiarity in the vague figure. And at that moment, his heart was like seeing a bright beacon in the stormy sea.

"Where are you going? Father. Li Ling shouted eagerly and immediately chased after him.

The fire in front of him was getting bigger and bigger, but my father's shadow kept walking towards the place where the fire was raging.

In order not to lose his father's figure, Li Ling began to speed up his pace. Flames swirled back and forth in front of and around him, scorching his skin, and the smoke continued to penetrate Li Ling's snort, almost suffocating him.

But his father's figure still didn't stop, and soon left Li Ling behind him and walked towards the fiery place in the distance.

The land was completely transformed into a scene of the red of the flames and the black of the smoke. Li Ling's throat was so thick that he could barely breathe. What was even more terrifying was that a tongue of fire jumped up Li Ling's body along the branch beside him.

Almost instantly, all the clothes on Li Ling's body turned into ashes.

But the fiery serpent began to circle around his body.

Li Ling stretched out his hands, held the wisp of fire snake in his hand desperately, gritted his teeth and wanted to throw him out, but every time he stretched out his hand, the fire snake deftly dodged. so that he could never touch ......

But Li Ling's painful struggle fell into the eyes of the other Rao, but it was completed into a painful struggle—he was dying at the moment under the spell of the young Bu Sen Rao with electric light not far in front of him.

His body fell to the ground stiffly, and then curled up desperately, and when his body curled up as tightly as a shrimp ball, he opened his body violently and began to tear desperately on his body, as if he wanted to tear away the poisonous insects and snakes and ants that were wrapped around his body.

Li Ling's struggling appearance looks more painful and frightening than that of Niu Fajia.

"Bastard! Captain Ma, Adjutant Li has completely fallen into the clutches of Lierao, and I don't know if I can wake up in time. ”

"Yes, surely!" Ma Xiyu affirmed. With that, Ma Xiyu pointed a sharp sword at him and said loudly: "Even if it is at the risk of my life, I will bring Adjutant Li back intact." ”

The supporters erupted in shocking shouts, which immediately drowned out Ma Xiyu's cries completely.

The black-armored knights, who were still trembling near the camp behind, seemed to be awakened by this indomitable roar, and their prostrate bodies gradually straightened up, looking for the source of this sound and the powerful momentum of the rush. When their eyes fell on the figures that were rushing towards the Busen and the beasts, their faces immediately became wonderful—from surprise, to fear, to determination.

When the eyes of the black-armored knights intertwined with each other, they immediately understood what each other was thinking—that is, to follow the dozens of Rao steps ahead, and the followers rushed towards the enemy in great stride.

So, thousands of knights almost got up in unison, drew their weapons together, and when Yourong shouted the slogan of forward, everyone roared in unison.

At this time, there was finally an uproar in the ranks of the Busen people, who had been extraordinarily calm. Some of the Busen began to make strange noises, while others hurriedly clung to their paws the sticks or branches they had at hand.

But there were still many Busen who were just shrugging their shoulders or ears nervously, not looking ready to fight to the death with the suddenly angry crowd on the other side. Because in these Bushenrao concepts, there has never been a law of fighting to the death. In the past, some of the militants among them used the concept of humanity to engage in a mere jowl. Even the Busen people, who were forced by humans to move to the depths of the swamp, never fought any large-scale battles with humans.

As for the current confrontation and the huge or ferocious beasts they had so hard brought in, it was only to give them a strong momentum as a group, so as to deter these arrogant black-armored knights from rushing over and fighting like they did last time.

In short, they haven't done it yet

And the young Busen man who was fighting Li Ling had already realized the seriousness of the problem. Look at those who rush to the front

Until now, even before the last time a Busen team was completely defeated by these black-armored knights, it was just an unknown minion in that team. He was short and stout, making his fellow Busen people laugh at him who had become no longer peaceful. To add to its sadness, its size almost made it impossible for it to possess the agility and strength of most of its companions.

As a result, the young Busen, who was of low stature and was not welcomed by any of his companions, was depressed all day. Even wandering around alone in the wilderness in the dark night, hurting blessings

If it weren't for a few years ago, his own leader had led everyone to the outside of the black-armored knights' camp on a whim, and sent them an invitation to fight. If it weren't for the pale-skinned man in front of him suddenly rushing out of the enemy camp and going on an indiscriminate rampage, the young Busen felt that he might have spent his life in the disdain and ridicule of his companions, and that he might never have the same powerful soul power as the other Busens.

The battle of that day was still vivid, and when it stood at the back of its own Bussen team, trying to dodge its figure so as not to be picked out by the other Bussens, as a representative of the low-ranking warriors among the Bussens, it went to fight the weaker among the human warriors, and a figure suddenly rushed over.

At first, the Busen man thought that the young man who had suddenly rushed up might be like himself. No, perhaps the current state of this humanity is even more miserable than his miserable position among the Busens, or idiot. First of all, he must be a rookie who has never participated in a similar battle. Secondly, he must have been so snubbed by his stupidity or other aesthetic depravity that no one would want to tell him that the challenge of a visitation between humans and Busen would not have to rush directly into the opposing camp, but would have to fight the equally weak ones picked out in the opposing camp.

As the young Busen man thought this, the guy in charge of the group walked up to him, even though the Busen man had buried his head low enough that his body was almost completely hidden by the big stupid man in front of him. But the Busen man in charge called out his name clearly, and even reached out and grabbed his ear and lifted him up.

"Hey! Come and see, a ridiculous bug trying to hide in the dirt. What's its name? Biscuits? A loud taunt came over his head, down his reddened ear holes, and into his head.

"Damn! I'm not a ridiculous bug. The young Busen shouted angrily. But in fact, these words of resistance only rang in his heart. Even if it were to lend it a hundred dares, the young Busen would not dare to show the slightest disobedience.

In that case. I can't change the order to be the first to be sent to the field, and I will be punished and humiliated more severely. In a certain way, his companion is not completely wrong, he is indeed like the so-called biscuit in everyone's mouth, crispy and vulnerable.

"What, you have a problem with what I call it? Hahaha...... Look at your pitiful and hateful eyes, you are truly a disgrace to our Busen warriors, and I would like to kill you now. The Busen warrior continued to insult.

The young Busen, known as Biscuit, was indignantly silent, and although it was of low strength, the Busen had never had any strict distinction of status, and therefore it was equal to every Busen.

Unfortunately, the Busen warrior in front of him didn't think so, he threw a thin branch on the ground at random, and shouted presumptuously: "Why are you looking at me with such humiliating eyes? If you want to prove that you are not a complete loser, a weakling who will never be able to bring strength and glory to our prefect and race, you should take up arms and fight that Busen bravely. If you defeat the weaklings of the human camp, and even easily kill the dregs of the human race in a few consecutive battles, then I and all my companions will recognize you as one of the strongest among us. ”

"Biscuit" suddenly raised his head and opened his round eyes to stare at the guy barking at him like a wild dog. Because it touched it with its last sentence. "A few games in a row...... Kill the scum of the human ranks......"

"Yes, stout and idiot, if you could, what companion would provoke you without knowing how to provoke you? And then there's the opposite sex, who can't wait to see a powerful and young Busen guy. If you're good enough, I think your 'seed' will survive well and grow into a good Bussen warrior as good as you......

I had to, the rude Bussen captain came out with a whole bunch of gibberish and it didn't listen to it at all. But the last few words seemed to be for him.

The last few words reached his heart.

"Well, whatever the outcome, I'll get you cocky guys to get to know me again." Gritting his teeth, the Bussen man, who was disparaged as 'Biscuit', picked up from the ground the branch that had been thrown at his feet by the captain who had mocked him. The Bussen man, who was also shouting, rushed head-on.

"Come on, weakling, since we are both unpopular guys in our own team, let's take a good look at the two of us, who is the real waste, right?"

Before he could take a few steps, Biscuit met the human warriors rushing through the crowd.

The human warrior's face was pale, but his hair was jet black, and 'Biscuit' was sure that he had never seen anything like it, and he knew that the other party was a real 'newcomer'.

But there was one thing that made 'Biscuit' feel a little strange that the human warrior who rushed over and would have rushed into the camp of Busenrao if he hadn't caught up with it himself didn't seem to be overly nervous. Because his face was calm, a little scary calmly, a little weird, and from this point of view, he was not a so-called rookie warrior at all, but a scheming or determined fellow.

"Whew!" As Biscuit attacked the human warrior, mentally calculating how many pairs of eyes were staring at him, and how many of them were of the opposite sex, the human finally threw his fist at him—yes, not the sharp sword or spear that the human warrior was accustomed to, but a clenched fist.

"Click." When 'Biscuit' saw Li Ling's fist, that Rao's fist had already collided with the branch in his hand. The tremendous reaction almost sent the 'cookie' into the air.

"What, he actually used his fists and my weapon to ......" When the 'biscuit' was shocked by Li Ling's simplicity and rudeness, there was a dull thump in its head.

Immediately afterward, a wave of darkness struck and enveloped it entirely.