The gale was like a giant bear puffing up, accompanied by a low roar, tearing the earth apart, wreaking havoc on the remnants of the Protectorate.

The sound of the wind was mixed with wailing, and the sound echoed in the air, shaking the entire sea of weak flowers.

The flesh and bone are blurred, and even after the separation of flesh and blood, the sense of pain seems to be deprived.

Huan Quji's eyes are dull, and a pair of gems that have lost their brilliance no longer have their value.

After a long time, his voice kept roaring, he begged, he roared and resisted, and finally he didn't see a little light.

There was not a single light in the pupils, and the rubble hit the elbow and wrist again and again.

The blood stains on half of the body almost filled all the remnants of the flowers around them, and after attaching the color of blood, the trampled stamen came to life little by little.

"Ask for ....... Spare me...... Help me ......".

A few words squeezed out of his dry lips, and the blood on his face was already stuck to it.

The other people who were on the vigil were also stupid, they didn't expect the person who did it to be so vicious.

The man's eyes were obviously red mist, his snort became heavier and heavier, and the movements in his hands did not stop, but aimed at Huan Quji's legs.

"Be a wreck!"

The young man's vision gradually blurred, and his mind was like a marquee, and then he was covered with layers of sand shadows.

His knees were burned by the fire, and little by little, he lost his sense of pain and was buried in the endless black realm.

The man was fierce, his fangs unawering, and his eyes were spewing mad flames.

The night watchmen who surrounded them saw their comrades who had been together for so long, and they were almost like two people before.

The last trace of blood at the corner of Huan's mouth was almost stagnant, and there was nothing else in his eyes, only godless pupils and despair.

The wind rose on the flat ground, and the remnants of flowers and grass were uprooted, swept into the sky, and were stirred up in the air.

The wind howled, slapping the ground incessantly, and the demon whispered in vain to tear everything around him.

Hiss, a person looked down at his feet, a tingling sensation came from below, tick-tock, a hole in the leg armor, the outer thigh was like being bitten, and flesh and blood could be vaguely seen inside.

"Ah!" his eyes darkened, "this wind is so weird!"

The strong wind howled wildly, and roared down again, like a blade in the wind, swept by, and there were a few more cuts on several people's bodies.

"Demon Wind! Demon Wind!"

The group of night watchmen panicked for a moment, pulling at each other, limping, and babbling incessantly.

Perhaps, it's all an illusion.

The pleading and hysterical shouts of the group rang in their ears, and the helplessness on the verge of collapse also appeared around them.

Huan Quji faintly heard a sound floating in the air......

His whole body was broken. The wrist bones were smashed to pieces, and the kneecaps were almost peeled off alive.

The world is soiled, people are like the sea of stars, the avenue is facing the sky, there are tens of millions of divergent roads, some people are born to be kings, and some people are fallen into the grass.

There are many people who can't seek the way in their lives!

Those who are not forced to practice all their lives, there are many!

That is, a body of cultivation, but there are many jackals in the world, and those who don't see through it are many!

The figure stood in front of Huan Quji's body like that, and a glimmer of light fell into his eyes.

Even if you suffer, you have to bring back the news.

But what do they do to you?

This world is the world of wolves, and it has always been!