Xiangxiang Liu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she asked to stay for the first time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I was stunned for a moment, and then shook my head: "You don't have to die with me." Besides, you haven't told me about the Thirteen Tribulations of the Netherworld. Alright, you don't have to worry, let's go! The sooner I brought my second grandmother over, I would have a better chance of surviving. ”

Seeing that the walking corpse was getting closer and closer, the second uncle gritted his teeth, pulled up the incense and left. Before leaving, she gave me the last remaining crossbow, along with a bunch of arrows.

I fired three arrows at the walking corpse and hit two. They thought that I had reached the point where I ran out of oil and dried up, but I didn't expect that I still had a certain amount of combat power, so they stopped at the moment.

At this moment, the state of mind suddenly enters a state of great tranquility, as if everything around him has become unimportant. After so many births and deaths, death has become no longer scary for me.

A shout of murder interrupted my thoughts, and the walking corpse waited for a moment before catching up again.

I endured the pain and raised my crossbow to extinguish three more.

When friends and enemies are close, crossbow arrows no longer work, but become a burden, and they are simply thrown on the ground.

With a shout, I held a lightning strike in my left hand and a short knife in my right, and rushed into the enemy group with a fierce slash with the determination to die.

Although the lightning strike wood could not knock down the walking corpses, the thunder contained on it penetrated into the walking corpses, causing them to slow down their movements, and I took the opportunity to stab them in the head, and in this way, I killed more than twenty people in succession.

Those guys were originally going for the second uncle and them, but when I stirred them up, they rushed towards me one after another.

Hindered by me, Xiangxiang and the others were able to board the boat in time.

I looked back at the riverbank, and Xiangxiang was looking over this way. My eyes met, and I smiled knowingly, but she turned her head away and didn't dare to look again.

The walking corpse saw the wooden boat rowing farther and farther away, and knew that there was no way to catch up with them, and when they landed, they were furious, and poured all their depression on my head.

Seeing the walking corpses gathering more and more, I kept chopping and chopping, and my arms were so tired that I could barely lift them.

Just when I was desperate, there was a faint tremor from the soul bell on my wrist, and then a yang qi rose from the dantian and involuntarily ran towards the bell.

When it was too late, a golden light leaped out of the dementor bell, turning into an arc in mid-air, killing the six walking corpses in front of him in an instant.

Jin Mang's strength continued unabated, and on the way to turn, he cut off the heads of two more walking corpses, causing a vacancy in the originally airtight encirclement to instantly reveal a vacancy, facing the riverbank.

I didn't want to die, and I didn't want to give up if I had a chance to live, so I used the golden mangs of the Dementor Bell to continue to circle and attack, and rushed to the river bank with all my might.

The second uncle has been away for a while, and I believe that he has already joined the second grandmother and is coming with the fleet. As long as I can jump into the river, I am confident that I will be able to reach the boat with my excellent swimming skills.

As the True Qi dried up, the golden rays emitted from the soul bell became weaker and weaker, and finally turned into a little mang, returning to the bell.

When I was less than ten steps away from the riverbank, a powerful arrow from behind pierced my right calf, and I fell to the ground with a limp under my feet.

The walking corpses gathered around, and I hugged my painful right leg, and when I glanced at the mist-shrouded river, my heart fell to the bottom of despair.

A walking corpse slowly walked in front of him and raised the mountain opener in his hand.

I was completely incapacitated, and I sighed and closed my eyes.

Just when he thought he was going to die, a powerful arrow shot from the surface of the river hit the head of the walking corpse with unmistakable accuracy. His eyes rolled, and he collapsed to the ground.

Immediately after that, several rows of long arrows flew from the river, shooting many walking corpses.

I took the opportunity to roll on the spot, hid behind a large tree, and watched in disbelief at the scene in front of me.

More than a dozen boats docked, and hundreds of disciples of the Dematang rushed towards the forest under the guidance of the second uncle and Xiangxiang.

I laughed, and then passed out in the dark.

When I woke up, I found myself lying on a soft ground, and when I touched it with my hand, it was a thick haystack. His body swayed from side to side, and he was on a stretcher.

"Yikes! He's awake! As soon as I opened my eyes, I heard Xiangxiang's incomparably familiar voice. I struggled to get up, but was held down by a slender hand, "You're too badly injured, don't move, be careful of breaking the wound." ”

I looked at my tight wound and asked, "What's going on?" ”

Xiangxiang said: "It was old Angkor who bandaged you with herbs to stop the bleeding." There is not even a health center within a hundred miles of the neighborhood, but fortunately, old Angkor knows herbal medicine and bandages you to stop bleeding, otherwise it will be dangerous. ”

I held my dizzy head and asked, "What about Old Uncle Wu?" I want to thank him. ”

"You've been unconscious for more than three hours, how can he come along?"

Dizzy, it's been more than three hours!

I looked at the disciples of the Horse Hall who were carrying stretchers at both ends, and asked Xiangxiang, "These two brothers have carried me for more than three hours?" ”

Xiangxiang nodded.

I thanked the two of them, but they looked at them with admiration and adoration, and said that it was their own business.

Xiangxiang smiled and said: "You sacrificed your life to help us cross the river, and under the siege of more than 200 walking corpses, you were only injured and not killed, and the disciples of the Horse Hall have worshiped you as a god, so you can lie down in peace." ”

I smiled wryly and asked where I was now.

Xiangxiang took the map and pointed it to me.

I looked at the map carefully and said, "You see, there is a town in the upper reaches of the Mozhi River, and you can come there without crossing the river. Mo Yu's subordinates all drove motorcycles, and the speed was many times faster than ours, so we had to quickly inform Grandma Li Er, and ask her to order to speed up the pace and be sure to rush to the township in front before evening. There were so many people there that she didn't dare to mess around. ”

Everyone quickened their pace, and finally came to a plain before sunset, and only five miles ahead was a place called Yunhe Township.

Uncle Wu's medicine was made of some herbs, but it was very effective, and I was able to walk on the ground by this time.

However, my heart sank because the motorcycle convoy of the Dongou princess was blocked in front of me, and they were marching faster than I expected.

Now the only way to do it is to fight to the death.

When I saw that the Taoist priest who was playing the qin was also in the convoy, my heart moved, and I secretly hid in the crowd.

At the sound of the strings, a burst of piercing notes swept into the night sky, raging on everyone's eardrums.

I felt that under the influence of this pipa sound, the qi and blood in my body were churning violently, and all my internal organs were about to turn over, and what was even more terrifying was that there were very terrible hallucinations in front of me, so I hurriedly covered my ears and tried my best to calm down.

Looking at it from afar, the old man showed a smug look on his face, and a pair of old hands were stroking the flowers and branches on the piano, and he really thought that he was in the boya period.

While he was playing intoxicated, I suddenly flashed out of the crowd, and everywhere I was, the soul bell rang like a sharp sword piercing the piano.

Lao Dao seemed to have not expected it, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the piano with "wow". (To be continued.) )