The wind blew through the ears, its sound was like crying, the rain was not exhausted, and the streets were still bloody!

"I'll borrow it!"

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"I'll borrow it!"

"I'll borrow it!"

“......”

As soon as Xu Yan said a word, the three hundred warriors of Dongtang Town led by Alfonso responded in the first wave, followed by countless waves.

"I'll borrow it too!!"

"And my ......"

“......”

Alfonso picked up a jar and shouted at it, and suddenly his voice was like thunder, overshadowing the audience.

"Don't fight, our 300 death squad in Dongtang Town will warm up for everyone first!"

......

"Boom!"

It's thunderstorming.

The thunder seemed to shatter the sky and shatter the heart.

In the flash of the frenzy, the tablets of the dead were reflected in silver.

The three hundred death squads solemnly signed their names on it.

"Hoo ......"

Monkey Er looked at each face intently, unable to speak several times.

But I suddenly heard the voice of a little fat child.

"Uncle Alfonso, what about mine, where is my tablet?"

......

"Have you really decided to feed it, even if you are gnawed and swallowed, you will not be afraid?"

Alfonso finished writing his name and picked up his tablet.

"In the past, I didn't dare to fight, I couldn't fight, I couldn't fight, but now, if my meat can be exchanged for the survival and dignity of the barbarians in the future, then, this moment is my most glorious moment, and the tablet in my hand will also be sacrificed in the history books of the barbarians, how good!!"

"Haha!" he laughed.

Three hundred warriors laughed.

......

"Do you want wine?" said Monkey Er.

"Is there any wine?"

"Yes!"

"Then I want to!"

Monkey Er patted the woven bag on his back: "I have more here......"

"It's all good old wine!"

"Enough!!"

"Drink it and mourn, and then let's go!"

......

"Whoa!"

Fill a glass of wine.

Monkey Er raised the wine bowl over the top, choked up and said, "Don't look at me as a monkey......"

"I, on behalf of my good brother AK, thank you!"

Drink all your glasses.

"Bang!"

Slam the wine bowl.

......

Three hundred warriors raised their heads and drank.

"Bang!"

The wine bowl fell to the ground!

Suddenly, three hundred bowls burst at the same time.

"Good wine!!"

......

"Boom!"

A huge bronze drum rolled out of Monkey Er's woven bag, and finally stood upright.

"I don't know exactly how AK is going to borrow your life, but anyway, thank you!!"

The monkey took two hammers and walked to the drum.

"Now! for everyone!"

"Beat the drums!"

"Zhuangxing!!"

......

Thunder and lightning flashed! Heavy rain poured down all night, and the water in Renman Street was already deep!

Three hundred men walked shirtless.

It is the first team, the three hundred daring warriors of Dongtang Town who opened for everyone!

"Boom!"

Monkey two mallet drums!

The drums beat.

The death squad stepped forward, foaming at the bottom of their feet.

"Knock knock!"

The drums beat fast.

The man rushed forward bravely, and a thousand splashes were stirred up under his feet.

"Knock knock!"

The sound of the drums was swift, and the three hundred people were like white stripes in the waves, moving forward quickly.

"Knock knock!"

The drum beat is like rolling waves, like a row of rushing waves, and the sound is like urging for life!

The faces of the three hundred warriors were full of singing and smiling!

"Boom!"

At its most exciting, the drum stopped.

They rushed into the circle of blood, and there was a ripple like a ripple of water.

"Boom!"

......

This moment!

The audience was quite quiet.

The audience on the television set after a night was also quiet.

......

The blood circle blurred the figures of the three hundred people, and also blurred the eyes of the audience.

Gradually, the picture in the blood circle became clear.

It's not as terrifying as the yellow-haired rat's brutal corpse, nor is it as complete as Douglas's right leg turning into a blood mist......

And no flesh and blood, no!

Three hundred men rushed into the circle of blood, and all of them fell to the ground, face to the ground, motionless, like silent dead corpses.

Zombie corpses!

"That's it...... Dead?!"

"Dead!!"

Such a scene is shocking enough to be brutal, in front of the camera and outside the camera, all of them are silent!

"Tsk!"

It's a rough breath!

......

Long.

Gradually, a sigh sounded.

"Look, AK48's hand ......"

The barbarians also saw the strange appearance of the young man in the center of the blood circle.

One night live, they witnessed AK48 gnaw itself into a skeleton.

It was a skeleton, and there was a faint silver flame flashing on its chest, and the strange thing was that this pale silver flame could not be extinguished by the wind, and the rain could not be wet, and at this moment, the flame became a little bigger, and it suddenly jumped to the little tail finger of AK48's left palm.

The tail finger that had become the white bone of the forest, and just like that, "flesh" and "skin" suddenly grew.

It is meat and skin made of silver fire.

Through the translucent silver fire, you can still see Mori Bai's phalanges!

The picture is weird!

"Tsk!"

"So, it was the lives of three hundred barbarians that fulfilled this little finger of fire?"

......

"Boom!"

Edward snatched Monkey II's mallet drum.

A deafening drum.

His words were like gold and stones, and the sound shook the roof tiles.

"That kid wants to borrow everyone's life, if everyone doesn't respond, there are thousands of reasons, but if you want to borrow, there is only one sentence. ”

"Be a human being, not a sacrifice!"

"300 is not enough!

"Who will borrow again?"

......

"Me!"

"Me!!"

“......”

Rainstorm, thunder, banging.

"Give it to me!"

"Give me that!"

“......”

The Spiritual Position Plaque was quickly received.

If you don't have it, write your name on paper, on your clothes, on the ground!

If you don't have a pen, you bite your finger and use blood!

......

"Knock knock!"

The drums beat again.

"Not enough!"

Drumsticks again!

"Three thousand!!"

“......”

"Again!"

“......”

"Not enough!"

“......”

"30,000 !!!"

“......”

"Knock knock knock!"

All the people seemed to be pulled by something at this moment, when the last pregnant woman with a big belly held her one-year-old child and rushed into the blood rain in the shout, the drum beat flew to the sky in the torrential rain.

......

"Boom!"

The drums stopped abruptly!

A monkey shadow also rushed into the blood circle!

......

The wind howled and the fire roared, and the entire blood circle seemed to have been reduced to a terrifying human purgatory.

Tens of thousands of people were lying in the circle of blood, like dead corpses all over the field.

Strange, weird, terrifying!

And also......

Shock!!

......

It's a gasp in front of the TV! It's a burning heartbeat!

This is not just a one-man duel for AK48, but more like the ultimate battle against the curse of Krisritofo!

The shock made the TV tremble!!

"Knock knock!"

It's not a heartbeat!

Yes!

......

Xu Yan was now like a ghost burning with silver fire, his body was filled with translucent pale silver soul fire, this soul fire was not domineering, but like water, flowing brightly on his body.

The eyes were opened, and they were still pale silver like ghostly eyes.

Although no one can see through it, the pale silver autumn water that fills the ghost pupils is actually a heartache that is so deep that people can't look at it directly.

Xu Yan is very aware of their feelings for him!

All the people in the audience fell, whether old or young, like a sea of corpses, this is an absolute trust, a belief in the spokesperson of the barbarians, this trust is not a slogan, but can be fully entrusted in times of crisis.

"So, don't let everyone down!"

......

Xu Yan seemed to be speaking into the air, his voice suffocating.

"It's time to make a decision about this victory. ”

The narrow ghostly eyes narrowed slightly, and the depths of the transparent pupils were clearly filled with a sense of oppression that made everything freeze.

The twilight was heavy, the wind was gusting, and the thunderstorm was lightning.

The vast blood circle is like a heavily colored picture scroll splashed with ink, and the brushstrokes are sloppy and indistinguishable.

The lines of Xu Yan's face were immersed in shadows, and suddenly became a little blurry, deep and shallow, as if there was a kind of melancholy sadness, and then, all emotions flashed and passed......

The young man was invisibly a little aggressive, as if he was about to announce something.

His voice was still faint, like the wind, but his words made it impossible for Kristofo to relax.

"The secret hidden in my soul fire is the truth that any brute fears, the enlarged anger and obsessive soul, the patience that has been endured so far...... Let me vent enough at once today!!"

"Boom !!!"