Seeing me and the fat man refill the miniature submachine gun with twenty rounds of bullets mixed with rune paper ash, Hong Weidong was puzzled, not knowing what our purpose was. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, we did not have time to explain the situation to him, so we dragged a gunman who was also covered in blood and had a knife wound on his shoulder that was still oozing blood, and asked which of them had better marksmanship.

"He's good marksmanship." The gunman pointed to a young man with a childish baby face.

I looked at the young man who was handsome, but his eyes were full of violence and evil, and I sighed in my heart, I was poisoned by a cult at such a young age, and became a killer who aided and abetted the abuse, and my life would be ruined.

Of course, the situation at this moment does not allow me to sigh so long, so, after sighing, I handed the micro charge in my hand to the baby-faced gunman, and instructed: "Brother, aim, hit according to the heart, whether we live or die depends on yours." ”

The baby-faced gunner took the miniature submachine gun and asked a little hesitantly: "You thing, does it work, the gunpowder is mixed with impurities, don't blow up the chamber again." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about, you can do whatever you want, think about Cha Yinger (Northeast dialect: the meaning of not being convinced, wanting to make trouble), right?" Hong Weidong knew that in this case, we would risk our deaths, and we would never just flatter them with toothpicks, so he yelled at the baby-faced gunman.

The baby-faced gunner didn't dare to sharpen it any longer, and after taking it and calibrating it, he opened fire on the cavalrymen who were swinging their swords less than five meters from the white yak.

The baby-faced gunner was sure to hit the cavalrymen in the heart.

After being shot in the heart by a bullet filled with rune paper ash, the cavalrymen who were shot all seemed to have a high fever without exception, and their whole body suddenly turned blood red, even the iron armor leaves were reflected red.

A few minutes later, the 20 cavalrymen who had been shot began to emit black smoke from their nostrils, ears, and mouths like chimneys that had burned wet firewood, and soon wisps of golden flames burst out of the mouths of those cavalrymen, and frantically licked the skin and hair of their faces.

The 20-life cavalry clamped their hands around their necks, as if trying to suppress the heart-burning fire and not go any further, but it was all in vain, and in the blink of an eye, the skin of the faces of those cavalrymen began to overflow like candles scorched by the flames, and then the skin began to melt and blacken, revealing purple-black musculature with scorched blood vessels, which looked like ghosts from the ten layers of hell.

Unable to endure the torture, the cavalrymen rolled from their horses to the ground and rolled all over the ground in an attempt to relieve the pain of the burning in their bodies.

After more than 10 minutes, the 20 cavalrymen were no longer struggling to roll, because they had all turned into a pile of charcoal the size of a baby.

Among the gunmen brought by Hong Weidong, some people had already begun to vomit violently.

And the untouched cavalrymen began to look at me and the fat man with a little horror in their eyes, and instead of attacking as recklessly and frantically as they had just done, they retreated haphazardly to a distance of more than ten meters from us, and confronted us.

Seeing that the bullets with the five thunder oil pool fire talisman paper ashes were so powerful, Hong Weidong grinned like a river fish, and even asked me to immediately draw another hundred and ten five thunder oil pool fire talismans, so that everyone's bullets could be added to the rune paper ashes, and then a collective massacre of these Mongolian cavalry was carried out to prevent future troubles.

Look, this Hong Weidong thought that my drawing talisman was like going to the supermarket to buy handsome paper, and when I took it, it was a packet of it, your uncle, where did you know that Kai Ye drew a talisman to consume a lot of true qi in the body, and that was the No. 1 Onli who maintained my little life.

I also draw a hundred and ten charms, no more, more than 100, I will die due to the exhaustion of true qi, and it will quickly dry up like a salty ribbon fish, without makeup, directly with the corpse of the Loulan girl, just like a dragon and phoenix fetus, I will go.

Seeing that Hong Weidong was not good at speaking, the fat man was not happy, and began to roar at Hong Weidong: "Are you talking about human words, what's the matter, our buddies are holding their heads to save you, you don't know how to be grateful, and you still want to smash my junior brother to the bone and suck the marrow, shut your mouth and know no, don't speak, I will be embarrassed when I speak." ”

Don't look at this Hong Weidong, he can be regarded as the number one person who knows how to fight the gods of Jindan Sect, but I can see that this kid is really afraid of the fat man, if he is confused when he sees the fat man going crazy, in the Northeast dialect, he will be beaten by the fat man.

Of course, he is not stupid, just at the fat man's body full of red light, he also knows that at this time, the fat man's god cultivation is no longer more than him, if he dares to argue with the fat man again, it is really a mouse cobra, and he will die.

The fat man finished sending a belly of evil fire at Hong Weidong, and his anger was also a lot smoother, so he looked at the retreating cavalry, and laughed: "Fuck, don't say it, these five thunder oil pool fire talisman spells are really urine, eh, I'll study hard when I go back (xiaoxiao)." ”

Seeing that the fire talisman of the Five Thunder Oil Pool had really received the effect of retreating from the enemy, I was also uncontrollable in my heart, and I felt that I had finally seen a glimmer of life in despair.

Therefore, after I calmed down a little, I secretly adjusted my breathing, and felt that although the dantian was a little numb and weak, it was still able to support it, so I decided to draw some more five thunder oil pool fire talismans, and then completely beat the sharp spirit of the cavalry who were still eager to try, so that they would not dare to entangle us anymore, after all, we have to continue to go deep to find the soul of the old fire and the whereabouts of Tian Qigong, this hurdle must be passed.

When the fat man saw that I was going to draw a talisman again, he couldn't help but look at me with some concern, and I shook my head with a wry smile, meaning that it was okay to do nothing.

The fat man also knew that there was no other way to do it at the moment, so he had to pick up the stone inkstone and help me grind the cinnabar.

Considering the huge number of cavalry, I pierced my right finger and dripped about half of the yin blood of cinnabar into the stone inkstone, and then lifted the brush with my right hand and began to draw the Five Thunder Oil Pool Fire Talisman with bated breath.

However, due to the fierce battles, my physical exertion was very high, coupled with the fact that my nerves had been highly tense, and I had just drawn 10 Five Thunder Oil Pool Fire Talismans, and the true qi in my body was gradually weakening, so when I insisted on drawing the second spell, I was already sweating like rain, and even my right hand began to tremble slightly.

I was angry and anxious, my mind moved, and my right arm began to faintly emit black gas, seeing that I was still forced to walk with my tired body, the fat man grabbed my clothes, and his eyes were red: "You are obviously lacking in the true qi in your body now, and you have to force your bones to turn into bones, you don't want to die, you want to suffer internal injuries, right, let me tell you, even if you want to die, you have to get Shen Han out safely first." ”

I was just about to say something to comfort the fat man who felt like he was going to kill, but at that moment, the black-clad gunmen who were on guard suddenly let out a terrified cry, and it sounded as if they had seen the end of the world.

At the same time, the Mongol cavalrymen were constantly cheering loudly and slamming their scimitars into their armor, looking very excited.

The fat man and I were startled, and we didn't know what was going on, so we quickly dropped the brush and ran over to check the situation.

At this glance, the fat man and I were weak in our legs and feet, our faces were like ashes, and we almost fainted on the spot, what's the matter, lose your mother, the 20 cavalry wreckage that had been burned to char suddenly grew dozens of brown tentacles like octopuses, and they were also covered with slippery slime.

I saw that those tentacles were like the stamens of the evil flowers, dancing dexterously on those black and mushy remains, which made people feel indescribably strange after seeing them.

Then, the tentacles wrapped the remains tightly, as if a brown shroud was wrapping around the corpse, and the tentacles became tighter and tighter, until the slippery tentacles that were tightly twisted together merged into one, forming a cocoon the size of a full-moon baby, enveloping the remains.

Looking at the 20 extra cocoons that looked like oversized bee eggs on the ground, the Mongol cavalry roared with joy, as if they were participating in a sacred religious ceremony.

However, our side was in a cold sweat, and our hearts hit the deer.

Could it be that these Mongolian cavalry are really like what Hong Jinye said, really what kind of ghost army can be regenerated.

Hong Jinye, yes, where did this old fox go, it seems that Hong Weidong didn't see him either, so where will he go, could it be that he has already died in the chaos.

"Eh, where is your fourth uncle, where did he go?" I glanced at Hong Weidong, who was also in a cold sweat and his eyes were about to bulge out of his sockets, and asked.

"Isn't he with you?" Hong Weidong wiped a cold sweat and replied absentmindedly.

"He's missing, just now, just as we were about to come back to save you." I thought that Hong Weidong would be very surprised when he said this, and even cried bitterly, like mourning.

However, Hong Weidong's reaction was surprisingly calm, not at all like the horrified expression when he saw those people cocooning: "Oh, it's missing, his old man must have gone to do something big, hehe, save us, don't talk about it, in his eyes, everyone is just a tool that can be used, and he never cares about our life or death." ”

Although I had basically blacklisted Hong Jinye's character before, I was still a little surprised when these words came out of Hong Weidong's mouth, and I didn't expect that within these cult organizations, even if they are relatives who are related by blood, they are still deceitful and deceitful to each other, which is really sad and lamentable.

However, I have also captured a very important piece of information from this, that is, these cult organizations are not monolithic, but are full of contradictions and mutual suspicion.

I was thinking about it when I heard the cheers of the Mongol cavalry rising higher and higher, and I didn't know what was wrong, so I retracted my thoughts and looked out: I saw that the bee-egg-like cocoons had cracked open, and out of them crawled out of them 20 babies with no skin and bright red muscles and blood vessels exposed to the air.

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