Chapter 3: Wemo the Maniac
"Tsk!" someone at the edge of the pit said, "This wild species is quite persistent." ”
"Hmph, what's the use of persisting? His mother may be a prostitute in a brothel in a green house, and his father doesn't want to see him, and he will be a waste again. If I were him, I would have taken a piece of tofu and hit my head to death. To live in the world, it is already cheap for him to feed wild dogs!"
Wei Dingliang spat and said contemptuously. The spitting star didn't wait for the ground, and it had already formed a lump of ice. It was dark, completely dark.
If cold words are acceptable, the pain on the body can be endured, and it is okay to be scolded for wild seeds for the rest of their lives, but when they talked about their mother, Wei Mo suddenly became angry.
The anger continued to build up in his heart, and his strength seemed to increase a little, pushing the wasteland hyena an arm's length away at once.
The wasteland hyena, which had already bitten him on the neck, was suddenly pushed away, and his heart was furious. The hind legs kicked the cage, charged hard, rushed to Wei Mo's face, opened his mouth again, and tore down.
And Wei Mo, after pushing away the wasteland hyena just now, has collapsed and is powerless.
Seeing that the hyena was about to bite his throat, suddenly the mark on his chest glowed a dazzling red. The red light was obscured by the hyena's strong body, and the people in the pit did not notice it, but only smiled numbly.
After the red light flashed, the hyena suddenly became frightened, its ears fell down, it looked very frightened, and it made a snort in its throat that only Wei Mo could hear.
Wei Mo was stunned for a moment, but he felt that his arms were filled with strength. A cold wind blew, and the wound hurt greatly. Enraged, Wei Mo grabbed the two front paws of the wasteland hyena with both hands and tore them hard.
Laugh at!
A cracked voice came, and blood rained down all over the sky. The hot blood was sprinkled on the snow, mottled like a cold plum blooming.
Then there was a lot of noise, and the hyena's intestines and stomachs fell out one after another. This demonic beast, which was fierce and tyrannical a moment ago, didn't even have time to let out a scream at this time, and its soul returned to the sky.
To put it mildly, the process of fighting is actually long and boring. The sky is getting dark, the wind is blowing, and the bones of the cold are trembling.
The people at the edge of the pit sat away from the pit and started a fire, not knowing what was happening in the pit. They were not afraid of the wasteland hyenas escaping, and the fence had already been crushed by two large stones of more than 100 catties.
Only Wei Dingbo was still lying on the edge of the pit, sobbing and crying, his voice was hoarse.
Next to the fire, everyone took out their own jerky and wine gourds, and ate and drank while roasting the fire, and the wind and snow became a scene.
Wei Dingliang was pondering at this time: "When I finish this big thing, Hai Shao should be more supportive of me." When he ascends to the position of the head of the family, won't I, Wei Dingliang, also sit in the second position of the family?"
He couldn't help but glance at the gazebo halfway up the mountain.
Just as he was thinking about it, Wei Dingliang suddenly felt that something was wrong, why was it so quiet in the beast trap?
"Ermao, you go and see ......" He was about to ask a younger brother to go to see what was going on, when he heard a loud bang behind him.
A group of people were surprised, and when they looked back, they saw two large stones splitting apart, the earth and stones splashing, and the fence had already been shattered, and a blood-red figure, bathed in the moonlight, jumped out of the pit.
The ferocious spirit was cleansed, and the smell of blood permeated everywhere, irritating everyone's nasal cavity.
Boom!
The shadow of blood fell on the edge of the pit, half-kneeling on it, and coldly glanced around. bluffed so much that everyone didn't dare to breathe, Wei Dingbo was stupid at all, and peed his pants.
This scene frightened everyone, they all retreated, and some even retreated into the fire pit without paying attention, their hands and feet squeaked, but they did not dare to shout loudly.
It took Wei Dingliang a few breaths to determine that the guy who jumped out of the pit was Wei Mo.
He was shocked: "Did this guy take the wrong medicine?" but immediately thought, "Hmph, yes, he must have been bitten by that wasteland hyena, as the saying goes, a rabbit bites when it is in a hurry! ”
Hmph, it doesn't matter what medicine he took wrong, let's get it first!
Wei Dingliang got up, grabbed a person beside him, pushed it forward, and scolded in his mouth: "Guy who has no interest, see clearly, it's not a wasteland hyena, it's a person, it's Wei Mo, give it to me!"
Then he drew his sticks and beat his companions severely, shouting and scolding, urging them to go up and arrest them.
The others also recognized Wei Molai, who was a little bolder, and seven or eight people surrounded him, and while wondering how Wei Mo could climb up, they pounced on him viciously.
The wind swept up the remnants of snow and flew all over the sky.
In the snow and dust, the blood-colored figure flew and swaggered, facing the moonlight in the air and on the ground, leaving a mottled afterimage.
Crackling!
The blood-colored figure shuttled between the crowds, and by the time he broke out of the crowd, they had fallen to the ground.
This time, Wei Dingliang was completely stunned.
The people around him are all first-order and first-order martial arts cultivators, even if their combat ability is high or low, they can usually take out a random person and pinch Wei Mo at will. Today, eight people are in battle, and they are not his opponents?
"Hmph, a bunch of waste, have you eaten shit today? It seems that you have to force Lao Tzu to do it!" Wei Dingliang cursed, pinched his hand, and the stick rattled, and the front section bounced off, revealing a sharp blade.
He shouted, his muscles swelled like a snake, and he rushed forward with a stick and knife in his hand. Double strength, the strength of the body is by no means comparable to one heavy energy.
Leaving a trail of his footsteps in the snow, every step into the ground.
After two or three steps, Wei Dingliang rushed to Wei Mo, and the tip of the knife stabbed him straight into the heart.
Click!
Wei Mo gently reached out his hand, two fingers caught his blade, and a cold sneer came out of his throat. The sound was so strange, so terrifying.
Click!
Wei Mo's fingers twisted slightly, the blade fell, Wei Dingliang was shocked, looked at the knife, and then looked at Wei Mo, his legs trembled.
"You, you...... You mad dog!" Wei Dingliang swallowed, his voice hoarse, but he scolded weakly.
"Hmph!" Wei Mo snorted coldly, stepped forward, reached out and grabbed his neck, and directly lifted this tall and strong guy off the ground.
Kill!
Wei Mo only remembered that there was such a thought in his mind, kill them all, kill them all.
At this time, his whole body was full of strength, and the fiery power flowed through the muscle fibers, devouring every inch of his consciousness.
Wei Dingliang didn't have the ability to fight back at all, and at this time he knew that his so-called first-order and double-fold strength was a bullshit!
It was getting harder and harder to breathe, and the raw passage was being pinched and narrowed by Wei Mo. He scratched and tore weakly with both hands, but it was useless.
Call!
A gust of north wind howled, and the bitter chill weakened the fire a little. Wei Dingbo's crying voice suddenly came from the side: "Woo woo woo! Brother Wei Mo, Brother Liang, stop fighting, please! We are all a family~"
Wei Mo frowned, tilted his head, and his eyes flickered strangely, and then he threw Wei Dingliang into the trap with a flicker.
Boom!
"Ahh
Wei Dingliang's head hit the beast cage and let out a miserable scream. In fact, what made him scream the most was the tragic scene at the bottom of the pit. There was blood everywhere, shredded flesh and bones, and that wasteland hyena was torn to pieces by Wei Mo! This madman, no, how is this possible??
The people on the ground were panicked, and their legs and feet were weak, they had never seen such a Wei Mo before.
It's unbelievable that the wild seed that usually can bark at him even as a watchdog has such strength?
Wei Mo glanced at them indifferently and contemptuously, and reached out to take Wei Dingbo by the hand: "Go home." He said.
On the way back, Wei Mo felt like his body was on fire, and his mouth was dry. After walking less than a hundred feet, he was already weak, and on the next road, he gritted his teeth and walked hard.
You can't let the group of guys behind you see it, otherwise you will usher in a more crazy counterattack.
"It's a strange feeling. Wei Mo was more suspicious in his heart, the power just now didn't belong to him, what was it?