Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Flames of War Begin

Song Sizhao pursed her lips, her gaze was indifferent, and there was always a murderous coldness between her eyebrows.

Having experienced the battle, she now knows clearly that if you don't dare to take up arms, fight against monsters.

Then, you have no value, and death is the ultimate destination.

As Zhong Lingxin said, that Senluo Hell has come.

Without the courage to fight to the death, no matter how she fought bravely in front, these people still had to die.

Everyone wants to live, but ultimately they have to rely on themselves.

Song Sizhao was holding a plum blossom gun shining with cold light in his hand, tough and tall, with a straight back, standing outstanding.

The red tassels on the gun are like in the cold winter, on the snow, the blooming red plums, standing proudly in the cold wind.

Huang Yuanyang squinted at a pair of somewhat cloudy old eyes, and secretly looked at Song Sizhao, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

Originally, he planned to rely on the old and sell the old, and take a group of ordinary people with the attitude of the weak to obtain their protection.

But the woman didn't give them even a look.

When he wanted to take advantage of the strength of the crowd and force them to hand over their weapons, the group of cowards behind him saw the guns in their hands and retracted their heads like Wang Ba.

The unscrupulous words that overflowed were instantly blocked in his throat and swallowed.

Huang Yuanyang regretted that he didn't listen to Song Sizhao's advice, his old life might really fall here.

He looked back at his family, who were crying wolf in fright, and his old face was wrinkled.

That little dark abacus was also left behind by Huang Yuanyang.

He leaned to Song Sizhao's side with a shy face, his eyes were full of begging, and he said with a slight dog:

"Chief, all of our village's willing to stay are here. You see, those old and weak women, can you let them stay in the hotel? ”

When Song Sizhao heard this, his brows frowned slightly, and his eyes swept around the old, weak, sick and disabled.

Those who are willing to stay are those who drag their families, from one-year-old children who are too young to walk to those who are too old to tremble.

If you are short and tall, there are only a dozen people who can be called combat effectiveness.

Her brows furrowed even tighter, she pursed her lower lip, slowly exhaled a long breath, and after a pause, she said lightly:

"Take these people back to the hotel, and if you want to stay, stay. But none of those who can take up arms can go. ”

Huang Yuanyang nodded and returned to the hotel with a group of crying people.

And those young men stayed behind and built a defensive line according to Song Sizhao's instructions.

At this moment, they are soberly aware that if it is really as described in the rumors, there will be monsters next.

Then they can't retreat, because behind them is the family.

Sometimes, people who are timid and cowardly will become brave in order to protect something.

The space where Zhong Lingxin and his party stayed was the quietest.

Everyone sat cross-legged beside the light cocoon, straining up to absorb the aura and gather strength for the battle that was about to come.

Whether it is in the past life or now, the capable person is the main force against the alien beast.

A cyclone appeared around Ren Mingyu's body, and after a moment, it dissipated again.

The corners of Zhong Lingxin's mouth were slightly hooked, and he sighed secretly, this is also a very talented talent.

She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, as if the people around her were familiar with this set of exercises.

Drawing qi into the body was so easy that there was no hindrance, as if he had cultivated before.

I think that at the beginning, she looked at those awkward exercises like a book from heaven.

If it weren't for the master's guidance, he wouldn't be so handy.

Thinking of this, she thought that Xiaobai had become unusual since that incident.

If it weren't for the fact that she could still sense the existence of the spirit contract, she wouldn't have believed that it was her own Xiaobai.

Zhong Lingxin suppressed the doubts in her heart, and she didn't want to delve into the questions she couldn't figure out, but it was just to add to her troubles.

Maybe everyone has their own unspeakable secrets.

She believes that one day, it will be honest with herself.

Zhong Lingxin buried thousands of thoughts in his heart and quietly waited for the arrival of the big war.

I don't know how long it took, and a large group of strange beasts galloped towards the hotel.

The earth shook suddenly, like a low-magnitude earthquake.

Zhong Lingxin's feeling of sitting on the ground was especially obvious, and she secretly said that she finally came.

A group of strange beasts screaming excitedly rushed over without stopping.

Those with the aura on their bodies exude an incomparably sweet aura that makes the beasts salivate.

In an instant, the sand and dust were everywhere, the sky and the earth were gray, and the mighty momentum was like a thousand horses galloping by.

"It's here! Attention everyone! Those monsters are coming! All ready to shoot. ”

Song Sizhao suddenly roared, his face was solemn, and his eyes were full of killing intent.

The expressions of the remaining survivors were full of anxiety about facing a life-and-death battle, and a few even regretted staying here.

It's a pity that there is no time for them to escape now, those monsters are densely packed and blocked the road, and the way left in front of them is to fight against the water.

Zhong Lingxin stared at the strange beast running at the front, and couldn't help but remind aloud:

"This strange beast is called a pig demon, and its weaknesses are its eyes and that big mouth, and its skin has a good defense.

If you want to break through that layer of skin, you can only shoot in the same position, continuously. ”

Her voice was clear and loud.

In a field of flying earth and grass clippings, like a gust of wind, it swept away the impetuousness and uneasiness in the listener's heart.

Song Sizhao secretly gave her an affirmative look.

She stared directly at the approaching beast in front of her, her eyes seemed to have ice condensed, and she shouted loudly:

"I'm at the front, Zhong Lingxin, you help me defend the front, smell the fragrance, you cover and shoot from both sides, as long as our sides are not broken through, the front will definitely not be lost."

Song Sizhao's example made the people around her gradually settle down.

She is at the forefront, bound to withstand the fiercest attacks and the most dangerous situations.

Her leading the way naturally made others have a trace of firm confidence.

At this time, they are all people in the same boat, facing the coming wind and waves.

Only by uniting and using all their strength to turn into a giant blade and cut through the waves can they seek temporary peace.

This is their only way to live.

The roar of the Pig Demon was heard in the wind, accompanied by the dense footsteps like war drums.

Just hearing these chaotic sounds, everyone can expect that there are a lot of monsters coming this time.

Soon, the first pig demon appeared in front of everyone's eyes in its entirety.

The Pig Demon Man, as the name suggests, has a human-like body, and above the neck, there is a huge pig head, a pair of small pig eyes are wide, full of greedy appetite, and on the two sharp fangs on the side of the mouth, the seeping cold light flashed.

The long pig's nose was constantly spewing damp hot air, his skin was dark, his hands were humanoid, his nails were as sharp as barbs, and his feet were like pig's trotters, standing upright.

The whole body exudes a metallic luster, and the bulging muscles are hard and solid, like solid stones.

Then, one after another pig demons sprung up.

They crowded the entire perimeter of the hotel, and they were all over the mountain, as if the surging tide instantly flooded the foot of the mountain, and like a burning carpet, constantly stretching towards the defense line outside the hot spring resort.

Countless clusters of blood-red manes stood up high, like clusters of flames, flickering with a terrifying light.

An extremely strange howl, with the appearance of the Pig Demon army, lingered around the hotel, becoming more and more clear, and it lingered all the time.

Like a trumpet, it directs all the pig demons to act.

Zhong Lingxin's eyes trembled for a moment, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

She swallowed involuntarily and muttered to herself in a low voice:

"No, is it now the Pig Demon King?"

The cry that lingered in her ears was like a signal, and an unusually tall figure stood in the distance, motionless.

It looks very similar to the other pig demons, but its body is much larger, with an incomparably large horn on its forehead, and it is wearing a set of heart armor, and it also holds a huge mountain-opening axe with a meteor hammer hanging from it.

The blade of the axe shone with a demonic red glow, like a burning flame, burning Zhong Lingxin's eyes.

This is not an ordinary weapon, but a spirit weapon.

The gaping mouth of blood was constantly opening and closing, emitting strange and piercing roars.

Ordinary pig demons don't dare to approach it within a kilometer.

It was surrounded by several rings of pig demon guards in armor and axes.

The Pig Demon Guards are taller than ordinary Pig Demon Guards, and they are closely guarded by their king's side, not leaving an inch.

The Pig Demon King is surrounded by a huge vacuum circle, which is extremely conspicuous.

Song Sizhao also discovered that special existence, her eyes sank, and after pursing her thin lips for a moment, she said calmly:

"Ready to shoot, shoot all."

The crowd, frightened by the strange screams, immediately woke up and began the first round of shooting.

The air was filled with the smell of blood, and the whole world seemed to tremble, and the earth collapsed.

It was the first time Ren Mingyu saw this kind of bloody killing scene, holding Zhong Lingxin's arm, as if holding a life-saving straw, his voice trembled slightly unconsciously:

"Sweetheart, no. How can we kill so many monsters with such a small number of people? ”

Zhong Lingxin didn't speak, he looked up into the distance, and there were faint cold stars flowing in his eyes.

If you want to live, the impossible is also possible.

"Lu Qianzhe, you go with me to defend that firepower point."

Hearing this, Lu Qianzhe took a deep breath of cold air, and then nodded as if a chicken pecked rice.

He'd been through two mysterious events, but his legs were still a little reflexively weak.

He tilted his chin slightly, straightened his back, and craned his neck, fighting for his dignity.

Lu Qianzhe glanced at Ren Mingyu mockingly, put his arms around his shoulders heroically, and pretended to joke lightly:

"You obediently stay inside the shield and watch me shine, wahahaha......"

Without waiting for Ren Mingyu to react, Lu Qianzhe picked up the bow and crossbow and quickly ran to the firepower point arranged by Song Sizhao.

However, from an angle that everyone couldn't see, he secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead because of fear.