Early in the morning, Luo Yu and the three of them decided the matter, so they did not rush to the road, but sat in place to rest and recuperate, accumulating strength for tomorrow's battle.

The day passed quickly, and when night came, the three of them lay in the belly of the rabbit, among the soft fur.

Dongfang Qiushui stretched out his hand and held Luo Yu's palm.

Seeing this exertion, Luo Yu pulled Dongfang Qiushui into his arms.

The charming face turned red, Dongfang Qiushui struggled twice, and when he saw that he couldn't get rid of the struggle, he lay quietly in Luo Yu's arms.

Neither of them spoke, just quietly looking at the bright moon in the sky.

After a long time, Luo Yu hugged Dongfang Qiushui in his arms tightly, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Seeing this, Dongfang Qiushui also slowly closed his eyes.

……

Wu Qingfeng lay in the tent, calculating when Lao Jiu would be able to rush back.

According to Wu Qingfeng's idea, Lao Jiu should have rushed back at dusk, but now it is evening, and Lao Jiu has not returned.

Obviously, something happened, and what kind of thing could make Lao Jiu disregard my safety and delay for such a long time.

That's all the safety, and there is only one place around K City that can put them at risk.

It was next to the small mountain village, in the middle of the rolling mountains, and the strange tree that had entered the stairs.

Thinking of this, Wu Qingfeng clenched his fists, if it was that strange tree, then Wu Qingfeng didn't dare to guarantee how long Lao Jiu would be delayed.

It's just that Luo Yu and the three of them haven't been in a hurry for a day today, it is obvious that they are resting, and there is a greater possibility that they will attack and kill tomorrow morning.

And now Wu Qingfeng only has the eighth child by his side, which makes Wu Qingfeng's heart appear a trace of haze.

At this time, Wu Qingfeng had a little regret in his heart, regretting that he didn't do anything when Luo Yu was in a coma yesterday night.

After all, he boasted about Haikou, and if he wanted Dongfang Qiushui to take off his clothes willingly, he couldn't let go of this face.

But things didn't turn out as he expected, and the plan never caught up with the changes.

……

A slight thud sounded, followed by a pop.

I saw an arrow that shot into the head of a wild boar with red eyes that could be twenty-five meters long, and the force was so great that only a few feathers were exposed outside it.

Looking at the dead boar in front of him, Lao Jiu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and ordered the people around him to take out the beads in the bodies of the dead monsters around him as soon as possible.

Looking at the more than thirty dead monsters around him, Lao Jiu sighed in his heart.

He had just arrived to join their people, and before it was time for tea, he was surrounded by these monsters.

Although it was only tea time, he also understood the situation, and the sixth child in charge of this place was arrested.

During the inspection to the middle of the mountain range the day before yesterday, he was discovered, and in order to let the others escape, the old six were arrested.

And now these monsters can come to besiege here, then it can only mean one thing, the sixth has defected.

This makes Lao Jiu's heart very uncomfortable, Lao Ten is dead, and now Lao Liu has also rebelled, although the former ten brothers have long been forgotten in name, but it still makes Lao Jiu's heart full of sourness.

Even he thought about whether to press down at this time, and when he reported, he only said that the sixth man died in battle.

After all, according to the character of Yu Ye and the second master, if they know that the sixth brother has rebelled, what should the sixth child's family members stay in K City do?

Looking at the more than ten people who were busy around him, Lao Jiu sighed in his heart, he could fight for his life, and he didn't say anything about death.

But what about these more than ten people, who dares to guarantee that they will not say it.

Even if they could pat their chests and reassure them, would he dare to believe it?

Looking at the busy crowd around him, Lao Jiu felt more and more upset, and almost scolded him.

"Can't understand people? Tell you as soon as possible, give it to me quickly, the second master is still waiting for us to go back, if something goes wrong on the second master's side, you, including me, will have to die. ″

……

On the second day, when the light was just bright, the black had not completely faded, and the red sun had just risen above the surface.

Dongfang Qiushui opened his eyes, opened his backpack, took out the beads and handed them to Luo Yu.

Without any words, Luo Yu opened his eyes and took the beads, swallowing them.

Then Yang Zhan, the rabbit, the small eagle, and the last Oriental Qiushui swallowed the beads one by one.

After swallowing the beads, Dongfang Qiushui looked into Luo Yu's eyes.

After a tea time, a little sweat appeared on Dongfang Qiushui's forehead.

And Luo Yu's eyes were full of black light, and the blood vessels were bulging.

Taking the Tang knife handed by Dongfang Qiushui, Luo Yu stood up and walked towards the tent where Wu Qingfeng was.

Yang Zhan shook the machete vigorously and followed closely.

Dongfang Qiushui picked up the bright yellow Tang knife that Luo Yu gave her, a touch of tenderness appeared in her eyes, she also stood up and followed Luo Yu to the tent where Wu Qingfeng was.

And the last rabbit, with red eyes surging, took the lead in overtaking Luo Yu, walking in the forefront, jumping and jumping, looking very excited.

……

At the same time, Lao Jiu led the remaining dozen or so people and was rushing here.

It is less than a kilometer away.

……

Hearing the movement outside the tent, Wu Qingfeng opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling.

Reaching out and swiping it on his belt, a soft sword appeared in his hand.

Lao Ba had already gotten up, took out four solid steel rods from his backpack, clicked three times, and butted them in pairs, turning into a two-meter-long stick.

Outside the tent, the rabbit at the front jumped up in one step, pressed the forelimbs against the tent with both palms, and at the same time the slight grinding sound sounded, which seemed to be extremely happy.

Just a sound sounded, and a half-meter-long opening was cut on one side of the tent, and before the rabbit's palm could be pressed into the tent, Wu Qingfeng and Lao Ba rushed out of the broken mouth of the tent one after another.

There was a loud crack, and the tent rose upright and flattened under the rabbit's palm.

Seeing Wu Qingfeng and Lao Ba coming out of the tent, Luo Yu behind the rabbit stomped on the ground violently, turning into a black light and facing Wu Qingfeng.

With a sonorous sound, the Tang knife came out of its sheath, and the blade with cold light swept out, like a full moon, slashing towards Wu Qingfeng's head.

Seeing this, Wu Qingfeng shook his wrist, and the soft sword in his hand turned into a poisonous snake and wrapped around the Tang knife.

Jingle bells, a string of rings sounded, the soft sword was wrapped around the Tang knife, and the Tang knife swept and was blocked.

Seeing this, there was no joy or sorrow in Luo Yu's dark eyes, but he exerted force in his hand and suddenly withdrew the Tang knife.

A piercing sound of iron grinding sounded, and the Tang knife was withdrawn by Luo Yu, and it stabbed out again in an instant, and the tip of the knife pointed directly at Wu Qingfeng's door.

Wu Qingfeng was not to be outdone when he saw Tang Dao's stabbing coming, his wrist was shaking, and the tip of the sword was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, stabbing at Luo Yu's heart.

exchanged his life for his life, and wanted to force back Tang Dao.

The corners of Luo Yu's mouth curled, and a trace of mockery floated on his terrifying face, regardless of the tip of the sword that was getting closer and closer, the Tang knife in his hand just stabbed out violently.

Seeing Luo Yu like this, Wu Qingfeng frowned and chose to back down.

The soft sword in his hand was stabbed out and changed to an upward stroke, and at the same time the head was turned away, and the waist was slightly squatted to the right, in order to avoid the stabbing Tang knife.

Tang Dao stabbed into the air, then turned to press down, and slashed at Wu Qingfeng's shoulder.

At the same time, Wu Qingfeng's soft sword wanted to split the Tang knife.

It's just that the soft sword is soft, and the power of one pinch is not enough to split the Tang knife.

I heard a jingle bell ring first, and then a pop came in a flash.

Luo Yu greeted Wu Qingfeng, and Dongfang Qiushui and Yang Zhan went straight to the eighth child.

I saw Yang Zhan take a step forward, the machete in his hand was raised above his head, he shouted loudly, and slashed down.

Knowing that Yang Zhan's arm strength was endless, Lao Ba didn't dare to touch it, but stopped his body rushing forward, and jumped backwards with his legs.

Dongfang Qiushui followed, and saw the old eight jumping up, the bright yellow Tang knife in his hand came out of the sheath, turned upward, and slashed at the old eight's calf in the air.

The old eight were in the air, their legs were exerting force, their bodies were jumping up, and at the same time, the long stick in their hands smashed into Dongfang Qiushui's head.

Seeing this, Yang Zhan held a machete in both hands, swept out, and slashed towards the long stick.

There was a thud, and the machete met the long stick above Dongfang Qiushui's head.

The moment they met, the long stick was split by the powerful force carried by the machete, and the old eight, who was holding the long stick tightly, was also carried away by its force, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

Seeing that the eighth fell to the ground, Dongfang Qiushui was just about to make a move, but the rabbit took the first step and raised his forelimbs to slap the eighth.

Seeing this, the eighth man hurriedly rolled over and escaped from the attack range of the rabbit's palm.

A dull sound sounded, and the rabbit's forepaw fell, but it did not hit the eighth, and the difference between the two was only half a meter.

The two slaps missed, the rabbit's red eyes flickered, and he looked a little annoyed, and the forepalm he slapped swept towards the eighth.

The rolling old eight couldn't dodge it, and was swept away by the rabbit's forepaw.

At the same time as the forefoot swept away the eighth, the short tail turned black and then skyrocketed, stabbing at the swept eight.

The old eight people were in the air, and in the corner of their eyes, they saw the rabbit's tail stabbing like a javelin, and their waist eyes suddenly exerted force, adjusted their direction, so that they were facing the tail of the stab, and at the same time shouted, stretched out their hands to just grab the front end of the tail, and the tip of the tail was only one centimeter away from the door of the old eight's face to stab the old eight's right eye.

Although the eighth held the tail, the force on the tail still carried the eighth and smashed it to the ground.

With a bang, the eighth was smashed to the ground, but it happened to fall next to the long stick that was chopped by the machete, and the eighth picked up the long stick and jumped backwards at the same time.

As soon as he landed, Dongfang Qiushui rushed over with a bright yellow Tang knife in his hand.

The bright yellow Tang knife flashed and slammed into the ribs of the old eight, and the eighth inserted the lower end of the long stick into the ground to resist the upward tease of the Tang knife.

When there was a loud sound, the two met, but the bright yellow Tang knife was unusually sharp because of the addition of a large number of yellow beads, although both were iron tools, but also cut a gap in the long stick.

Seeing this, Lao Ba kicked the lower end of the iron rod with his feet, and the iron rod bounced up and smashed into Dongfang Qiushui.

Dongfang Qiushui's feet moved slightly, and he went around the back of the eighth, and at the same time flipped his wrist and stabbed the tip of the knife into the back of the eighth.

It's just that the eighth man is like having eyes behind him, and he dodges sideways.

A knife missed, and Dongfang Qiushui retreated.

Because Yang Zhan swept in with a machete.

Yang Zhan held the machete, shouted angrily, and swept with all his strength, at this time the eighth could no longer dodge, and could only hold the long stick in both hands to resist the sweeping machete.

There was a loud bang, and the eighth child was like a kite with a broken string, scattering a large rain of blood in the air, and then fell to the ground.

The long stick held by Lao Ba was turned into two sections, and the fracture was the gap cut by the bright yellow Tang knife.