Liu Wu chooses which way to die, and he can't help but be discouraged when he chooses, it seems that any way to die is not what he wants, and he can't sit still.

The catkins climbed down from the tree again, specifically looking for stout trees to search, the emperor lived up to his wishes, and really let her find a tree hole, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one to drill into, the cold wind is indeed a lot less.

The catkins rubbed their palms, hoping to warm themselves up.

She was thinking about how to survive the cold until dawn without being frozen, but she heard a sound of fighting in the distance, which frightened her and quickly put her body into the hole in the tree.

She wanted to hide, but they wouldn't let her hide.

As they fought, they moved to the dead tree where the catkins were hiding, and the other party held five or six torches, shining as if it were day, and illuminating the hollows of the trees and the catkins in the hollows of the trees clearly and clearly.

Liu Wu smiled awkwardly: "You, you continue, I, I'm passing by......"

Apparently the masked man didn't think so, and one dark night, hiding in a tree hollow, The woman who also wore a mask, said that she had no ghosts, who would believe her?

A steel knife sparkled over.

Seeing that the catkins are about to be pierced.

A stone sped up, knocking the steel knife away and piercing it into the trunk of the tree next to the hollow.

A hand reached into the hole of the tree, pulled the collar of the catkins' clothes, turned around, put the catkins on his back, and scolded angrily: "Stupid, you know that you are waiting for death!" ”

Liu Wu's heart is really full of mixed feelings, saying that there is no hatred, but it is this man who wants to kill himself; It was this man who saved himself at the critical moment, what kind of trouble is this?

Yanbei was one enemy and ten, and he was originally at ease, carrying catkins on his back to prevent the empty door from opening his back, so he could only fight in front of him, which seemed a little difficult.

After a while, sweat was seen on his forehead, his steps were a little messy, and his chest was frequently attacked by the enemy.

Liu Wu also got anxious, if she continued to fight like this, the two of them would become prisoners sooner or later, no, the man would become a prisoner, and she was a little minion, she had no use at all, she could only become a ghost under the knife.

The catkins touched all over his body, but he didn't find a single weapon or anything that could be used as a weapon.

Suddenly remembered that when he was held by Cong Nan, there seemed to be something uncomfortable in his arms, so he stretched his hand directly into the man's arms from behind.

The man's body stiffened, and he wanted to stop it, but the enemy's long knife on the opposite side had already swept away, and he could only fight again.

Liu Wuji took out the object in his arms, it was a small black flannel bag, and when he opened the drawstring, there was an iron marble in it, plus a serpentine slingshot the size of a palm.

Liu Wu immediately came to the spirit, put the cloth bag between his body and Cong Nan's body, propped up the slingshot, and prepared to kill the Quartet and show off her feminine demeanor.

Unexpectedly, the elasticity of the tendons and skins of this slingshot was too good, and the catkins were not in a hurry and couldn't retract the momentum, so they directly loosened their heads, and the tendons and skins bounced directly on the man's shoulders, which made the man feel a piercing pain, and said angrily: "Who are you helping?!" ”

Liu Wu stuck out his tongue embarrassedly, and didn't dare to use the slingshot, so he simply picked up the iron marble and hit the oncoming man in black.

It's not good to fight, bluffing, and the mouth is broken: "The goddess scatters flowers......"

The masked man hurriedly dodged, but there was no sound, where was there any iron bullet?

Swinging the knife again, he stepped forward again, and his mouth was broken again: "Let the bullets fly ......"

The masked man dodged again, still without a sound, still without an iron bullet.

The masked man was so angry that his eyes widened, and he moved forward with a knife, not cutting Congnan, but slashing at the face of the catkins, which shows how much the other party hates the catkins' play.

The catkins waved their hands again, and said in their mouths: "Angry Birds......"

The masked man was so angry that he didn't dodge or dodge, and slashed at the catkins angrily.

Five or six marbles flew in front of him at the same time, firmly embedded in the face, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Liu Xu clapped his hands happily and said: "It's still the Angry Birds that have a big attack power, and if you continue to fight like this, you can clear the level." ”

The masked man fell straight to the ground, convulsed twice and then lost his breath, I don't know if the marbles were too powerful, or if he was angry with the catkins, his eyes were round, obviously dead.

Hundreds of bullets were lost by the catkins in this way, and the faces of the remaining two masked people were not good-looking, and Cong Nan's face was even more ugly, and he said angrily: "It's so hard to kill someone, and you are all arguing to death......

Liu Wu snorted lightly: "Now it's me who saves you regardless of my past suspicions, you're talking nonsense, right......?"

The last two men in black also fell to the ground, and Cong Nan threw the catkins on the ground without pity, causing the catkins to fall into a daze and a pain in the buttocks.

Liu Wu wanted to scold the man for revenge, but he saw that the man's face was as pale as paper, his lips were blue, and his body had fallen to the ground.

Liu Wu hurriedly stepped forward and checked the man's body, a hole was pierced in his abdomen, and he was bleeding heavily, which was very terrifying.

The catkins were startled and wanted to find clothes to stop the bleeding, but they felt that none of them were good.

The man's garment was dusty and pickled;

His clothes were of satin, and he did not suck blood at all, nor could he stop bleeding.

The catkins bit their lips, put their hands from the bra into their chest, and pulled out the newly made profane clothes made a year ago, which were spun from cotton thread, pure white, and were improved by the catkins to make a double layer, and the cotton lining was sewn inside, which was just enough to temporarily stop the bleeding.

Yan Bei looked at the movements of the catkins strangely, his heart was like a stormy wave, but he didn't see any expression on his face, just quietly watched the catkins bandage the wound, and thought in pieces: "Although this wound is not big, it is very deep, and it must be treated immediately, otherwise you will have a fever or even infection; You are a wanted person, it is not safe elsewhere, go to the He Medical Center, He Langzhong still has some old feelings for you, even if you don't miss the old feelings, as long as you have a pot of general orders, you can bribe him......"

Yan Bei's eyes blinked, he seemed to be a little confused, and a little cute, and opened his mouth to ask, "Why don't you take the opportunity to kill me, but also save me?" ”

Liu Wu's hand paused, his eyes looked straight at Cong Nan, and then he made a hideous face and danced his blood-covered hands, and said viciously: "I'll kill you with the 'Nine Yin White Bone Hand' right now, this big villain......"

Yan Bei was suddenly petrified in the wind, and he really wanted to smack himself with a big mouth, was this a reminder that the other party had killed himself? When I met this village girl, I became stupid, where is the Nighthawk who can distinguish people's psychology and calculate the enemy's invisible?

Liu Wu's "Nine Yin White Bone Hand" arrived in front of him, but he quickly wiped a handful on the man's face, wiped the blood on Yan Bei's face, then lowered his head, put down his hand, and continued to bandage the wound, Yun Qingfeng said lightly: "Didn't you just take the opportunity to kill me, but saved me?" ”

Yan Bei was noncommittal, his eyes were as pale as ink, and he warned himself in his heart: I didn't save you, I just wanted to kill you in front of Anan's tomb, give you a whole corpse, and let you accompany him intact.

Liu Wu smiled slightly, wrapped the wound with his heart, and warned himself in his heart: I am not saving you, but the night is dark and the wind is high, the path is complicated, and I can't go down the mountain alone.

The two of them have their own thoughts, but their faces are like Taoist friends who turn hostility into jade silk, turning enemies into friends, but I don't know whether it is a poor Taoist or a Taoist friend who dies in the end.

Without a piece of clothing on his body, Liu Wu felt more cold on his body, looked around at the corpse of the man in black lying around, picked and picked up, took off a relatively intact garment, and draped it directly on himself.

Yan Bei's eyes immediately stood up, and he said in an unkind tone: "Men and women don't kiss, how can you wear strange men's clothes?" Do you know what shame is? ”

Liu Wu looked at the man like a fried burr and hedgehog speechlessly, and he couldn't return when he nourished his qi, and said angrily: "If you want to be honest, your life will be gone, let me choose, I want to live." ”

Manly, enduring the pain, he took off his clothes, threw the catkins on his face, and said angrily: "Wear this ......"

Liu Wu ripped his clothes off his head and said angrily: "You're not a stranger, you're not a man?" ”

"Uh......" Cong Nan was stunned, and then said, "I'm different from them." ”

The man silently recited, I am Anan's brother, that is, your brother, it's different.

Liu Fu was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, but when he raised his eyes and saw the man's crumbling body, he was afraid that he would be angry again, so he had to endure his anger and take off the masked man's clothes and put on men's clothes instead.

When he passed through the sleeve, he saw that the sleeve was broken with a sword and sticky with blood, so he was shocked, and hurriedly ran to the man's side, grabbed his arm and took a look, and sure enough, there was a wound on his arm.

Liu Fu shook his head and said: "I really think I am a live rake, one on the left and one on the right, you don't care for yourself, you have to consider the feelings of your relatives." ”

Yan Bei's heart couldn't help throbbing, relatives, a long time ago, looking at the girl's eyes, there was an indescribable layer of complex emotions.

The wound on the arm is not deep, and a simple bandage is good.

The man had many large and small scars on his body, and his clothes were given to catkins, but he was too thin.

Liu Wu couldn't help it, picked up the masked man's clothes he had taken off, draped them on the man, and said in a vicious voice: "I wear yours, you wear his, that's all right, right?" You're not going to say 'men don't kiss or not', do you? ”

This time, Yanbei didn't say much, but he was not used to twisting twice, and when he saw that he couldn't twist it, he let Liu Wu help him put on the sleeves of his clothes and tie the belt.

There were bursts of mustache dogs in the distance, and Liu Fu's face changed, and he said hurriedly: "There are many dead bodies here, and the blood is heavy, which will attract a large group of mustache dogs and beasts, let's leave quickly." ”

Liu Wu stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around the man's waist, tried to support the man's body, asked for the direction, and walked forward step by step.

Although the man's figure is not as tall and big as Sun Jinbiao's brothers and Li Wensheng, he is also long, flesh and bones, and solid muscles.

In order to exert all her strength, the girl's chin leaned forward stubbornly, the snow-white teeth bit her lower lip, her eyes looked intently at the road under her feet, and the beads of sweat oozing from her forehead gradually condensed into a whole, sliding over the frowning eyebrow bones, sliding through the cicada-like eyelashes, trembling slightly, sweat dripping, like the girl's tears.

The man couldn't help but be a little stunned, and the ghost envoy stretched out his right hand and wiped the girl's forehead, and the sweat disappeared immediately, and it could no longer condense into teardrops.

Liu Wu's heart throbbed for a moment, and then he said indifferently: "I'm not tired, hold on for a while." ”