Zhi Qi'er frowned, looked at Mu Ziyun indifferently, and said, "You once said that you know that we are thinking of various ways to kill you, but you don't think it's wrong, do you?" Thank you, this makes my heart a lot easier, I don't want to kill, I'm sorry, but for the sake of the 'son of Zhurong', you better reincarnate early. ”

"Even if I'm poisoned." Mu Ziyun's body just straightened up and bent down again, "Just a childish fire, how can I endure it!" ”

The fat shopkeeper smiled: "The poison in you is cold and vicious, the most restrained yang, the thunder and fire in your body are blended, and you can hardly tolerate a little yin qi, so your poisoning will become more and more serious, and the thunder and fire yang qi will be disintegrated by the poisonous energy, if you don't believe it, you can turn into a fire body to try." ”

Mu Ziyun frowned, his mind was together, but his body did not become virtual, but his legs were more difficult to support his body, it seemed that the fat shopkeeper was not lying, and the thunder and fire energy in Mu Ziyun's body was afraid that it would be temporarily unusable.

The fat shopkeeper continued: "I know that you have come out of the thunder and fire means, and your own martial arts cultivation is also very high, but this poison also has an effect on human muscles, hahaha, it is useless to talk more, you must understand that today's 'Xia' will end, just fine." ”

Fang Tianmu's eyes were blurry, he held the black knife "Great Annihilation" to support himself, and used his energy to try to remove the toxins in his body, but the finch back armor on his brain was finally forced to press to the last layer of film, and then exerted his strength, I was afraid that he would be pierced by the energy of the golden shell.

The fat shopkeeper said to him: "Fang Shaoxia don't move, that golden shell is very powerful, but it is the heirloom treasure of my Wang Bin nobles." ”

"What!" Mu Ziyun glared.

"Hehe, thousands of years ago, the Lu clan broke through my Wang Bin Imperial City and took away countless treasures of our clan, but I didn't expect this treasure to be in the hands of the Jiaotan clan, and it was also used on Fang Shaoxia by mistake, God really helped me." The fat shopkeeper pointed around and said: "Mu Ziyun, look at these people, the first circle standing is the clansmen of the 'Son of Zhurong', each of them wants you to die, and further out, there are the main clansmen of the Hangtan Clan, I believe they will not help you, first, they are exhausted, what they do is just to keep the 'Son of Zhurong', second, you have killed thousands of people, they may have to help us, even if you have three heads and six arms, I see how you can survive today!" ”

Li Yuanming shouted: "Kill this plague god first!" ”

Three or four figures fell in response, without the flames, they all held sharp knives and stabbed Mu Ziyun in the chest, the fire beads and thunder souls were affected by Mu Ziyun's body, and each was weakened by a large amount of energy, and they snuggled up to Mu Ziyun to block the attack.

Mu Ziyun's face became more and more blue, and his kneecaps were numb, and he soon felt as if he had been amputated, and his body was paralyzed. Relying on the residual energy of the fire beads and thunder souls, Mu Ziyun barely floated into the air and shouted to everyone: "You can't all die here!" It is one to be able to run one! ”

Huzi lay on the ground sullenly, and even the sound of his heartbeat was difficult to capture, thinking that he had drunk too much wine, was deeply poisoned, and his body had become fragile due to the long-term lack of cold stones, which would make him unconscious.

"I want to go!" Li Yuanming pounced up, and two daggers were inserted into Mu Ziyun's back at the same time, pressing Mu Ziyun down from the air, and pressing his knees against Mu Ziyun's backbone, locking him tightly.

Mu Ziyun shouted, "What are you waiting for! Kite, take Huzi away, tell him that you don't have to avenge me, let him go back to Huzhou quickly! ”

"Wood!" The kite howled sadly, pulled up the tiger with three vines, and rushed out with all his might, the thoughts of the clansmen of the "Son of Zhurong" were on Mu Ziyun, and they did not stop him. On the contrary, it was the main clansmen of the Hanging Tan clan on the periphery who drove the puppets up.

Wangxiang stood in front of the kite, but Tan Changming had too many puppets to resist at all, and the two were forcibly separated in a few breaths. Wangxiang desperately tried to get back to the kite, just leaving the flaw to the enemy, and was hit hundreds of times.

When the kite saw the appearance of Wangxiang, he was very distressed and cried: "Township! I promise that I won't die, you don't have to come here now, you go quickly, promise me, you will survive! ”

Wangxiang seemed to hear the cry of the kite, his heart has always had emotions and colors because of the kite, and now, he can't protect his goddess. For the first time, he hated himself for not being bad enough, evil enough, or strong enough!

Wangxiang shouted hard in the group of puppets: "You.... No..... Die! You.... He's dead! I..... Kill the light.... World... Person! Then he desperately rushed to Tan Changming, and there were more than ten wounds on his body, he forced Tan Changming to flee west, and a large number of puppets were forced to leave the kite and bite towards Wangxiang.

Fang Tianmu wanted to save Mu Ziyun, the moment he used his energy, the Sparrow's Back Armor failed, and the golden shell once again occupied his mind, and he fainted. And Du Xiaoyue frantically pushed away the enemy around Fang Tianmu, although her strength was minimal, she carried Fang Tianmu on her back, ran desperately, ran desperately, ran away, and actually left the ground, it turned out that the fire beads created a layer of fire around it, and flew out of two hundred zhang away with the two of them.

Huozhu didn't want to leave the Lord, so he naturally flew back. Two hundred zhang later, Du Xiaoyue ran away with Fang Tianmu on her back, and the "son of Zhurong" and the Hangtan clan behind her chased and killed at the same time.

The kite was extremely fast in the jungle, she drank very little wine, but she was also poisoned, she could barely escape, she didn't dare to look back, she knew that once she turned back, if she saw Mu Ziyun dead, she might go crazy, like last time, unconsciously, the instinct in her heart to let "Mu Ziyun die" became weaker and weaker, and finally, after dozens of steps, she burst into tears, turned around, and said to herself: "The wood you killed this day can only die in my hands!" Don't want to be freed early! ”

Just wanted to go back, the huzi who hugged him screamed in pain, and immediately woke up the kite, the kite looked at the tiger sadly, bit his lip, turned around, and fled to the deep mountain.

I don't know how long it took to run, maybe four or five miles, the kite was poisoned, lost all consciousness, and fell to the ground. Then, the puppets who chased all the way slashed down at the two people on the ground.

Looking back at Mu Ziyun, more than a dozen people surrounded him, he was still lying on the ground, with two daggers stuck in his back, I don't know how many pairs of feet, and then kicked his head, his shoulders, and his back fiercely.

A young man kicked Mu Ziyun's skull, gritted his teeth and said, "It's all because of you!" What are you! If it weren't for you, my brother wouldn't have died! Why should I be assigned by you! Why! ”

Mu Ziyun's face sank into the soil, and his body was lying on his stomach, and he didn't know whether he was dead or not.

Zhi Qi'er pushed everyone hard and shouted: "Kill him, it's all right, why humiliate him again!" "But if the people don't vent the anger in their hearts, how can they stop.

Someone grabbed Mu Ziyun's hair and lifted it up, Mu Ziyun was like a piece of dead flesh hooked by an iron hook, weak and weak.

Someone said: "Look! He's still panting! Then another man came up and threw his fists and feet.

The fat shopkeeper pulled over to Zhiqi'er and asked, "What I should do has been done, then Lu Bang..."

Zhi Qi'er replied: "Wang Bin's shopkeeper rest assured, when Lu Bang invades Qiping City, it will be the day he returns to the land. ”

"That's good, that's good" The fat shopkeeper turned around and left, not wanting to have anything to do with the women with this childish surname anymore.

Poor Lu Bang, after attacking Qiping City, was beheaded by his most trusted Li Laoqin, and the nobles Wang Bin took advantage of the situation to buy people's hearts and won the army, even if the people of the world are not convinced, it is also a general trend, of course, this is all a later story.

That Mu Ziyun was beaten miserably, someone opened his eyes, and found that he was still conscious, Li Yuanming put him in a kneeling position, took a white knife, and made the final cut.

Mu Ziyun's lips opened and closed, and Zhi Qi'er felt compassion, leaned over, listened to his last words, and only heard him say weakly: "If I ..... Immortal... Decide.. Decide... Will be 'the son of Zhurong'.. Raw, swallowed raw.. Skinned alive. ”

Zhi Qi'er straightened up, frowned, sighed and said, "In the next life, don't meet us again." ”

Mu Ziyun looked at the sky, his eyelids were so swollen that he couldn't see anything, and he kept saying in his heart: "I don't want to die... I really don't want to die.... Save me.... Save..."

Call... A very crisp sound of wind fell, and a human head rolled to the ground, and the body fell to the ground, and it no longer moved.

Li Yuanming clenched the white knife, breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice: "It's dead." ”

Someone said: "The head has fallen off, how can you not die." ”

Li Yuanming was still not at ease, leaned over and touched the increasingly cold corpse, nodded and said, "It's not a doppelganger, it's really dead." While straightening up, he said suspiciously: "But I always feel unsure." ”

Finally someone said, "Huh? Why is there no blood? ”

"That's right!" Everyone patted their foreheads and said, "This head has been cut off, and there is no blood coming out of the neck." ”

Everyone carefully looked at Mu Ziyun's corpse and confirmed that it was a corpse, but how could there be no blood. After dozens of breaths, the corpse finally bled out, but it turned out to be black blood.

Everyone was startled, and Zhi Qi'er covered her eyes and said in fear: "This person, this person is not an evil thing." ”

"It stinks!" The black blood smelled pungent, and the corpse began to change, and began to disintegrate into pieces, like black snow drifting towards the sky.

"Evil thing... Evil thing..."The people were terrified, afraid that they would stick to the evil spirit.

Zhiqi'er asked, "Dad, what's going on?" ”

Li Yuanming broke into a cold sweat, pondered for a long time, and said, "Have you found a fire bead and a thunderbolt goblin?" ”

Everyone shook their heads, and Li Yuanming said: "Strange, that's the thing of this plague god, it should have the spirituality of recognizing the Lord, and I don't know when it disappeared." ”

Zhiqi'er asked again, "Dad?" Is there something wrong? ”

"Two possibilities" Li Yuanming said: "The first is that he is dead, and he is an evil thing, leave him quickly, and he will be provoked by evil; Second, he didn't die, someone saved him, it's just a fake shell. ”

"Impossible" has a humane: "No one can do it." ”

Li Yuanming nodded and replied, "Indeed, it is impossible for him to escape, okay!" The plague god is dead, let's go back to Hengshan! Whoever dares to stop him will be killed! ”

Ten miles away, Du Xiaoyue carried Fang Tianmu on her back, exhausted, her legs trembled, but she never stopped, she knew that there was an enemy behind her, and if she stopped, she would die. Her belief in the desire to live is no one else's.

She came across a river, and a small boat was tied to the river, which had been abandoned for a long time and was in tatters. She carried Fang Tianmu on her back, and then pushed the boat into the river inch by inch, and jumped on it herself.

Du Xiaoyue hugged Fang Tianmu, her eyes were dark, and she fainted from exhaustion.

That flat boat, drifting with the tide, I don't know where the end will be.

Nam Jue's words: From this chapter onwards, each person's story will be narrated one by one, and the title of each person or team will be different, so stay tuned.