"Muto Shanhe, stop!" I shouted, and flew towards Muto Shanhe with the Zhanlu sword in my hand. But it was a little late, and I saw that the wire had been strangled into Ito's flesh. The blood has begun to flow out.

Muto Shanhe didn't seem to want to entangle with me, so he flew backwards as soon as he let go of his hand. It is said that birds do not fly backwards, only flies do. I didn't want to care about him, so I turned around and picked up Ito. Looking at his bleeding appearance, I'm afraid there is no drama. And now he is still in a posture, unable to move.

"Ito, I can't care if you want to die, you give me Ye Linglong's antidote. Otherwise...... Otherwise...... "I am a man without means, I want to say that I will kill you, but he is about to die, and I tried in vain to cover his wound with my hand so that the blood would flow more slowly."

"I'm going to die soon, but I want you to do something for me, you help me kill Muto Shanhe, and I'll tell you where the antidote is. "It's good that Ito's throat wasn't cut, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to speak.

"If you don't say I'll kill him, I'll kill him too. ”

"You're going to swear!"

Do they all swear a vow? It seems that in the society I live in, I swear that I haven't farted yet.

"Okay, I swear! If I don't kill Muto Shanhe, I swear that I won't be a human. "Vicious enough, I can say such an oath for a day.

"Good. Your Ye Linglong is just frightened, as long as you let her slow down for two days and don't take the medicine I prepared for her, she will naturally be fine. Muto Shanhe has already practiced the Black Death Skill, and ordinary people can't kill him. Xiaozi, I'm going to go down to the ground to accompany you soon, and you won't be so lonely. This Mu Wu, he didn't go underground to accompany you, he still wants to kill your father and avenge you. ”

After saying that, Ito died. He just died. Whether what he said was true or not, I could only believe it.

At this time, the battle outside was also coming to an end. Liu Sitong had long been standing farther out, waiting for the last Northern Army soldier to be killed. The four or five hundred Dongying ronins all retreated to the mouth of the mine and huddled with me. It is true that treasure is evil. Look at the mountains of corpses that are about to pile up in front of you, isn't it just a gold mine?

"Let's go, there are enough people dying today, and I don't want anyone to die because of this golden vein. Liu Sitong seems to be going to be kind.

"We're not leaving. "Ito's true die-hard people surrounded his corpse, and their eyes were full of death. They plan to die here today to defend their loyalty to Ito.

"What do you speak?" I asked the "spokesperson" just now, who was talking to Liu Sitong in Chinese.

"Yes. My name is Ashikagyo. ”

"Good. Then you're Ito's right-hand man. I'll let you relay my words to them. I continued, "Listen to me, I'm not interested in you dying here today, you're not my race. However, before Ito died, I asked him to help him kill Muto Yamaga. I agreed, so even if I was asked to get under the general's crotch today, I would go. When you die, it's a hundred, and when you have a chance. Wouldn't it be better to kill them again? ”

While the Ashikaga no was translating for his companion, I turned around and asked the officer.

"What's your name?"

"Fonda. ”

"Who are you, Fang Tong?" I asked suddenly.

"He's my brother. ”

"Sure enough. Actually, I didn't think about it at all, I just casually asked, "Will you follow me?"

"What are you going to do?"

"Hey, brother, take revenge. ”

"Kill all the soldiers of the Northern Army? I am also a general of the Northern Army. ”

"That traitor named Liu Sitong. ”

“...... Okay!" the Fonda hesitated. I still firmly agreed.

Wuchen was looking at me weirdly. It was as if I had done something incredible. Gu Liuxian had a funny expression on his face, glaring at me, wanting to see what I would do next.

"They all agreed to join you, but we are loyal to Ito-sama alone. After we kill Muto Yamakawa. and they will leave you. ”

"Yes!"

Next, it's time to go to Lu Jia.

I gathered a team of a thousand people by my side by my side. Just by looking at those people, I quickly understood what the so-called "Han Xin points soldiers, the more the merrier" means. I understand how confident Han Xin is when he said that the more the merrier.

I took more than a thousand people with me. went to the town to find Lu Jia, this meeting seemed a little inappropriate. After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't control them anyway, so I let them settle down in the town first, and I went with Wuchen to find Lu Jia.

Fortunately, there were no moths this time, and Lu Jia was still in the village. Specially cared for by a middle-aged woman. The woman may have been bought, or coerced, and was still feeding Lu Jia medicine.

I saw her pedantic appearance, and I wanted to kill her simply. But Wuchen stopped me. I asked for the rest of the medicine from her and brought it with me.

"Serve her to eat, drink, and Lazar. If you dare to know anything about the Outer Brain Sutra, I will make you regret giving birth to your child!" But when it comes to taking care of people, you still need an experienced woman. I'm just scratching the blind.

Maybe I have too many murders on my back, and my whole person is contaminated with anger. So just a little bluff of the woman actually scared her silly. Wuchen insisted that it was a lost soul, and it would be good to get it back, so he had to open the altar.

At that time, everyone was superstitious, and everyone in the village didn't care how she got to be like this, except for the widow's son, but wondered if Wuchen could cure her. And they hope that Wuchen can be cured, so as to satisfy their yearning for strange powers.

However, something unexpected happened, when Wuchen tied the widow to the pillar, the widow's son actually walked to his mother's side.

The young man was fifteen or sixteen years old, and a tuft of fluff under his nose betrayed his immaturity, but I could see anger and death in his eyes. The widow had become moody and completely unconscious, even more serious than Lu Jia, but when she saw her son, she actually quieted down, looked at the young man opposite with a smile, and twisted her body a few times, but it was also in vain.

"Mother, the son is not filial, let you suffer such humiliation!" the widow's son cried, "If there is an afterlife, the child will give his mother filial piety!"

After speaking, I saw a little cold light flash in his hand. A boning knife plunged into the widow's chest.

Until the moment the widow died, she still had a smile on her face. When I saw this, my whole heart felt like something had been gripped of me, what had I done! They were just miserable orphans and widows, and now they watched their sons kill their mothers with their own hands. I think if Lu Jia knew about this, I'm afraid she wouldn't forgive me for the rest of her life, even if I was all for her.

Wuchen wanted to stop it, but it was too late, and I was stunned, and I didn't move at all.

"Little Sanzi, what are you doing!"

The first to speak was an elder in the village, who was not the patriarch but had a high prestige.

"She's your mother, you brute, you killed your mother with your own hands. As he spoke, the old man trembled with his cane and wanted to smoke the "little third son" who had just killed his mother.

"Don't be pretentious. So many people are gathered here to watch the monkey show! What's wrong with my mother, she's going to be tied up here for you to see the joke. You said that this was to help her heal her illness, but where did her illness come from? Have you ever taken care of it? And I was taken away by the Dongying people, have you ever thought about saving it? We orphans and widows have been bullied by you. ”

Xiao Sanzi gritted his teeth and said, "As long as I don't die today, I will have to settle this account sooner or later." ”

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at me coldly. That look seemed to eat me. Now I have recovered from the pain and remorse I had just had. This child is a bit excessive, probably because he grew up in a single-parent family.

The old man in the village didn't expect the little third son to block his crutches, and his body didn't stand firmly, if it wasn't for a young man behind him to support him, he would have to fall to the ground.

"You have a mother and no father, see if I don't clean you up today. The other young man behind the old man rushed to the little third son as he spoke, and he raised his fist and was about to smash it. This strong man should be the son of the old man, he looks powerful and powerful, and his face is not good, I don't know if he is relying on his father's power, or his father is relying on his power. (To be continued......)