What made Ning Ming Zou Mei, what made Yan Hong and Lin Shuanghua change color was not that they saw that it was Chi Ji Ma who had escaped just now, nor that Chi Ji Ma died so quickly, but that Chi Ji Ma died very miserably.

Skinned!

Crucified to the boulder was a horse whose flesh and skeleton remained, and its skin had been stripped alive.

The spear was exquisite, with a beautiful and symmetrical pattern on it, and it was a double-headed spear, and the sharp body of the spear glowed with cold light, which made the blood on it even more shocking.

Ning Ming glanced at it and continued to move forward, "Shuanghua, when you come back, bury it." ”

"Yes, sir."

Yan Hong glanced at the red horse and avoided her gaze, although she had been hating it before, but seeing it become like this at this time, the hatred in her heart disappeared.

The road up the mountain is more and more difficult to walk, fortunately there are steps, otherwise you really have to use both hands and feet to go up, and after climbing the mountain, I feel as if I am carrying a weight of ten thousand catties on my body, and after only a moment, I began to panting.

Suddenly, scattered drops of blood appeared on the steps, which were traces of blood dripping.

Such a discovery made Ning Ming's face change and his heart chilled.

The death of the red horse just now is still in front of you, if it is Suzaku......

Ning Ming didn't say a word, and continued to move forward, but a few drops of blood appeared, and continued to move forward, the more blood drops, the more panicked Ning Ming's heart became.

Lin Shuanghua and Yan Hong looked at the dripping blood, looked at Ning Ming's back, and wanted to say anything but began to dare not.

Turning a corner, Ning Ming stopped.

Yan Hong and Lin Shuanghua looked at Ning Ming with a wrong expression, and hurriedly stepped forward and looked ahead.

After all, I still can't hope for that little hope!

On a stone pillar in front of him, Suzaku was nailed to the stone pillar by a spear, his head lowered, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his hands clutched the spear tightly, maybe he still thought about pulling out the spear at the last moment, the blood had stained the Suzaku red, and there was a huge blood hole in his heart.

Suzaku was also gouged out of his heart!

Ning Ming stood there, looking at Suzaku, not daring to take a step forward.

"Sir," Lin Shuanghua whispered, for fear of alarming Ning Ming.

Ning Ming didn't answer.

Lin Shuanghua carefully touched Ning Ming's shoulder, and immediately Ning Ming seemed to be greatly frightened, trembled suddenly, and turned his head to look at Lin Shuanghua, but a pair of eyes were already filled with tears, and two lines of clear tears flowed.

Ning Ming cried.

This is the first time Lin Shuanghua and Yan Hong have seen Ning Ming crying.

Ning Ming's body was trembling, his hands were shaking, and the tears on his face were wiped and flowing, and he was not under his control at all.

"Shuanghua, Yanhong, you help me put down the Vermilion Bird, I'll ......" Ning Ming's voice was very small and soft, I don't know if he was afraid of alarming the Vermilion Bird, or himself, "I, I don't dare." ”

"Okay." Ning Ming's appearance, Lin Shuanghua and Yan Hong saw it for the first time, such a fragile person, such helpless eyes.

Lin Shuanghua and Yan Hong were about to step forward, but they were stopped by Ning Ming, "I'll come." Ning Ming stepped forward cautiously, he was careful with every step, he really hoped that Suzaku would be able to cough, raised his head to look at Ning Ming, and said with a smile, Why did you come.

However, after all, there was no imagination, and the result was still painful.

Ning Ming stepped forward, but he hesitated when he stretched out his hand, he didn't dare to touch the Vermilion Bird, and finally could only grab the blood-stained spear.

Lin Shuanghua and Yan Hong stepped forward and carefully supported Suzaku's body, "Sir, it's okay." ”

Ning Ming's arm exerted force, but the spear nailed to the stone pillar did not move at all.

couldn't even help Suzaku pull out the spear that nailed him, this is the Ning Ming who kept saying that he wanted to protect Suzaku.

It's ridiculous!

Yan Hong stepped forward, grabbed the spear, and glanced at Ning Ming.

Ning Ming nodded, "Be careful." ”

"Good!" Yan Hong nodded heavily, but her words were soft, her arm exerted force, and the spear moved, and slowly pulled outward.

Blood stained the spear red, and the hand red.

Suddenly, a loud shout came, "Who dares to touch my divine soldiers!" ”

A creature with two wings on its back came to resist the wind, half-body centaurs, wings shocked, as if stepping on the void, the tiger stripes on it were smooth, in the wind is very extraordinary, but the handsome appearance is only cold, especially the pair of eyes have only ruthlessness and cold-blooded, cruelty and murder.

Ying has been recruited!

Yan Hong paused, Yan Hong burned with anger, but did not turn around, turned her back to Yingzhao, and continued to carefully draw her spear.

"Bold!" Ying Zhao saw that Yan Hong dared to shout angrily despite his questioning, ignoring his existence and continuing to draw a gun, which was simply the greatest insult to his divine might, "The little heavenly soldier dares to be disrespectful to this god and look for death!" ”

With a wave of his hand, there were two spears in his hand, with beautiful patterns, sharp double-ended spear tips, sharp eyes, ruthless shots, and killing Yan Hong.

Don't say anything, just kill it!

What a supreme god!

"Look for death!" Lin Shuanghua roared out, the anger in his heart turned into a rolling demonic aura and rose to the sky, the starlight flashed above the cold star dagger in his hand, and under the demonic qi he was like a star in the cold night, rising up, shooting ruthlessly, with only killing intent in his eyes.

"Great demon? Hum! Ying Zhao snorted coldly, "I have killed more demons than you have ever seen, and today I will add another demon soul under my gun." ”

Ning Ming turned his back to Ying Zhao, held Suzaku, and watched carefully as Yan Hong slowly pulled out his spear.

Lin Shuanghua and Ying Zhao fought in a high-altitude battle, Lin Shuanghua's anger came out of his heart, and Ning Ming's frightened and helpless look and eyes carved a knife in his heart, making Lin Shuanghua's heart like a knife.

Yan Hong pulled out her spear, and Suzaku fell weakly into Ning Ming's arms.

"Ning Ming, I'll help Shuanghua." Yan Hong said, took out a blood-red rune, and immediately lit it.

Ning Ming hugged Suzaku tightly, feeling the coldness in his arms, "Be careful, I can't lose any of you anymore." ”

"Okay." Yan Hong turned around and looked at Ying Zhao, the killing knife was in her hand, her divine power burned like fire, and she stepped into the air step by step, her eyes were like knives, and she wanted to smash Ying Zhao's corpse into ten thousand pieces.

Ying Zhao suddenly looked at the mortal with his back to him, he hadn't noticed it just now, but at this time, it seemed that he had a familiar back and a familiar voice, "Who are you?" ”

Ning Ming ignored it, carefully put the Suzaku down, and found that Suzaku's eyes were also two blood holes, and his eyes were also gouged out.

Ning Ming looked at the bloody blood hole, looked at the huge blood hole in his heart, the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he roared up to the sky, "Ying Zhao, I want you to die!" ”

When Ying Zhao heard such a voice, he was startled, completely ignoring the approach of Lin Shuanghua and Yan Hong, and looked at Ning Ming, his face immediately became gloomy and hideous, and his voice was like a demon in hell, "Ning Ming!" ”

Ning Ming turned around, his face was also bloody, and he looked at Ying Zhao, but he smiled, but that smile was no longer the usual peace, but like a ghost, "Ying Zhao, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

(End of chapter)