This way back is a little more difficult, even with the assistance of the aura, these gods of war are as tired as snails. Bing Bishu has experienced the training of Huoqing since he was a child, and his body bones are stronger than others. There are two gods of war who can be overtaken, and Bing Bishu rushes up in one go.

After a stick of incense, a group of people also reached the halfway point of the mountain, and Bing Bishu was ahead of everyone.

However, when he looked back, the hope that had just been ignited was extinguished. The eleven people behind him, each with four auras, lit up at the same time. The speed of eleven people is exponentially long.

Bing Bi Shu scolded secretly: "A group of mongrels, pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger for Lao Tzu!"

Bing Bishu watched as he had just pulled back a little result, and let others take it away. The last one to surpass Bing Bishu was No. 3, and said to Bing Bishu: "Phew, just like you, if you still want to become a killing god, you can't dream of it." ”

As soon as the words were finished, the speed increased sharply, and it was far away.

After exerting his strength at the end of the ice, he finally reached the top of the mountain, but he did not stabilize, and he stumbled and crashed into a person's arms. When Bing Bishu slowly raised his head to look, he couldn't help but blush, and then a sense of foreboding hit his heart.

He could only hear the killing god, and said in his extremely angry voice: "You delayed a stick of incense, and forgot to tell you that the last one has to pay the price." After speaking, a punch hit Bing Bishu's lower abdomen, and Bing Bishu's body flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Bing Bishu felt that his own body had been flying for a long, long time. Finally slammed and smashed on the stone staircase. Bing Bishu glanced at it, and when he was halfway up the mountain, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he muttered, "It's so far!"

After that, nothing is known.

The next day, Bing Bishu woke up suddenly and reached out to wipe the water on his face. When I raised my eyes, I happened to see a black-clothed masked man, and I didn't guess that I knew that the killing god was coming.

At this time, the morning light was faint, and the ice was faintly visible, which was the place where he fell yesterday, halfway up the mountain.

The killing god said lightly: "Are you dead?"

Bing Bi slowly got up and barely stood up.

"Just like you, you still want to become a killing god, dogs are stronger than you!" said the killing god and slapped it, and with a snap, Bing Bi fell to the ground.

Bing Bishu felt a pain in his nose, and when he reached out to wipe it, his hands were full of blood. Secretly scolding: "Fuck, the dog bastard is too ruthless!", and his anger rose to the extreme.

I don't know where the strength came from, so I stood up with a brush.

The God of Killing nodded and said, "Do you really want to hit me?" or even kill me, just like you killed the Twelve God of War. ”

Bing Bishu said: "Sooner or later, I will kill you!"

Killing God said: "Very good! ”

"Yes. ”

Bing Bishu climbed up step by step, this movement affected old injuries, and the speed was even slower.

"Ahh

Bing Bishu's buttocks hurt and couldn't help but cry out. Look up, it's not the killing god who is it. In the hands of the Killing God, a long whip condensed by the fiery red element, Bing Bishu knew that it was the long whip that made him feel pain, and thought: "It turns out that this Killing God also has two attributes. "Grit your teeth and move on.

As long as Bing Bishu paused slightly, the fiery red whip fanned over as if it had a spirit. I don't know how long it took for the injured Bing Bishu to climb to the top of the mountain.

On the colonel's field, the twelve gods of war stood in a row. The killing god in front of them said, "Who is delaying everyone's time again?"

Bing Bishu raised his hand very consciously.

"Okay, go on, who arrived first yesterday?" said Killing God.

A man stood up with the number "two" on his chest.

Killing God said: "Well, congratulations! Since you are so powerful, today, then you will run with the last runner, that is, you will run as many rounds as you want." ”

"The rules are the same as yesterday's, start!"

Bing Bishu was about to run along, and the killing god said: "You can take a rest!"

Bing Bishu's eyes rolled, and he thought, "Will he have such a good heart?" and said, "Don't lie to me, don't be fooled!"

"Okay, you can continue, if you can't finish today, you don't have to rest. ”

"Then I trust you, take a break!" Bing Bi said. Turn around and sit down on the steps. But he was thinking in his heart: "This killing god won't let me go so easily." I have to take care of my spirits first. ”

After a short time, No. 2 was the first to reach the top of the mountain, followed by No. 5 and No. 7...... Successively to the top of the mountain.

Killing God said: "Very good, a little progress, the fifth rests, and the rest of the people don't stop." ”

Bing Bishu watched them come and go, feeling bored, recalling the "Tai Chi Xuanjing" he watched that night. He thought in his heart, and his mind unconsciously went to impact Renmai.

Surprisingly, he had no intention of inserting willows this time, but the willows grew into shade and actually opened up an acupuncture point. Bing Bishu was very happy in his heart, but he didn't dare to reveal it in the slightest. Squinted his eyes and glanced at the killing god on the side, seeing that the killing god looked up into the distance, he didn't know what he was looking at?

The footsteps of "oh oh oh" sounded, and this last trip was finally over.

Without giving these eleven people a chance to breathe, the killing god shouted: "Assemble!"

"There's still a bit of progress ahead, so I don't need to talk about it later. One, you're almost recovered, right?"

Bing Bi said: "No, the internal injuries are serious." ”

"Well, internal injuries, well, they're tired, it's up to the eleven of them to have a fair fight with you. ”

"What?"

"Make a rule, No. 1's internal injuries are already very serious, they can't be aggravated, and they can't hurt their muscles and bones. Understood?"

"Understood!"

"Ready, go!"

Bing Bi Shu scolded secretly: "Your uncle, Lao Tzu knows that you are not fucking well-intentioned." ”

The eleven gods of war, that one is happy. In their eyes, they have long looked at this No. 1 unpleasantly. With the ingenuity of the gods of war, of course, they understand the meaning of killing gods: internal injuries cannot be aggravated, then external injuries can be suffered;

Of course, Bing Bishu also knew that this was specifically for him.

Sure enough, these eleven people worked as hard as they did for their own family, and they all went out as much as they could. Bing Bishu didn't have an aura, how could he be their opponent, so they had to cover their heads with their hands, and their bodies were kicked, whipped, and fisted...... The whole nine yards.

At ten o'clock in the evening, a man in black crawled from the big school field to the small temple of heaven, dragging a long bloodstain behind him, terrifying. What kind of face is under the black mask, no one knows.

With all his strength, he finally crawled to his place while everyone was asleep. At first, Xiaohuan didn't know that Bing Bishu was wearing black clothes, so he pretended not to see it.

Bing Bishu called: "Xiaohuan, come and help me......"

Xiaohuan looked at Bing Bishu suspiciously, and said, "Who are you?"

"Bing Bishu!"

"Who is Bing Bishu?"

Bing Bishu really couldn't do anything about this little girl, so she took off the mask stiffly and said, "Now you know, right?"

Xiaohuan shook her head.

It turned out that although Bing Bishu protected his head, the eleven people were determined to tease him, so they attacked his face at every opportunity. Now the face of Bing Bi is sparse, one is green here, one purple there, and the light in the porch is dim, so it can be clearly identified there.

"The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs!" Bing Bishu looked at the threshold not far away and climbed with difficulty.

Xiaohuan couldn't bear it, and stepped forward to help him up. I couldn't help but look at Bing Bishu a few more times, and at this time Fang saw it more clearly, it was indeed very similar to the prince who served a few days ago.

Bing Bi worked all afternoon and finally rushed to his bed. Xiaohuan fetched water and fed it to him. I went to bring him food and brought it to his mouth, and took care of it in every way.

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