Chapter 39: Blood and Fire
"What more do you want?"
He Jiakang stared at the richly dressed young man with a solemn face, and now, they are the only ones who can stop the Yellow Sand Gang.
The young man gently took the sleeping child He Jun from the old man's hand, and gently caressed his head, as if he was afraid of waking up the distressing child in his arms.
"The Changhe Gang has nearly a thousand people and him, which one do you choose?"
Although the voice was small, the young man's words still spread throughout the martial arts arena of Nuoda.
"He... What does that mean! He San said in disbelief.
"The brothers of the Long River Gang are just as important as him!!"
He Jiakang roared almost hysterically.
He didn't ask if he could choose another stupid thing.
Obviously, the other party only wants an obedient agent, saying that it is a choice between the Changhe Gang brother and Xiaojun, but in fact, he is completely forced to oppose the eldest brother.
At the beginning of the fight, the other party was eyeing the Changhe Gang, so he planned to save Xiaojun and test the other party's details.
Of course, he knew that this was a lure of wolves, but it was precisely this that gave him the confidence to fight against it.
Who knows, the wolf has not left, and the tiger has arrived!
Now it seems that there is only one choice between two options, and that is to choose the brothers of the Changhe Gang.
Choose Xiaojun, the fall of the Changhe Gang is imminent.
Choose the brothers of the Long River Gang and kill each other.
Death of several people and death together, this is the choice given by the other side.
He Jiakang's hand holding the iron rod was so hard that it turned white, his lips trembled slightly, and he couldn't make up his mind at all.
I'm still too young, big brother, what will you choose?
He San was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but he couldn't do anything.
Hu Yu looked at the struggling He Jiakang and nodded without a trace: "It seems that he still has a little humanity." β
Chen Mo didn't speak, he only looked back slightly at the tower hidden in the darkness in the distance.
That is, it is swept away aimlessly.
"You're so naΓ―ve, who can stop us in the Yellow Sand Gang and... The resultant force? β
Huang Han was disdainful, but he still had scruples and did not reveal the forces that cooperated with him.
Immediately afterwards, play with the taste: "But I really want to see, the leader of the second gang of the Changhe Gang chooses a brother or a brother?" β
After speaking, he raised his hand and waved.
Brushing β
Nearly 100 figures suddenly appeared and surrounded the entire Yanwu Hall, and the cold blade in his hand shook so much that he didn't dare to look at it.
The shouts of killing below did not stop for a moment, and between every breath a brother who had been born and died lost his voice.
He Jiakang smiled, his hand relaxed, and the long stick pointed at Xiao Jun in the young man's arms, and said, "Let me kill him with my own hands, this is the choice you gave me." β
"I just let you choose, but I didn't let you kill this well-behaved child."
The young man shook his head, looked at He Jiakang strangely, paused, and continued, "However, you have such an awareness, which is really a great help!" β
He San exclaimed that it was impossible, and Hu Yu also frowned, but as everyone knows, He Jiakang's face was as black as the bottom of the pot.
The young man's posture made He Jiakang sick, but he didn't dare to attack.
At this time, the young man stroked the hand on the back of Xiaojun's head, then bent down and put Xiaojun on the ground.
Xiao Jun, who was still asleep just now, opened his eyes blankly, stood up straight, looked around, and quickly locked on the only person he knew in the field, and shouted in surprise: "Second uncle!" β
Throwing off his little arms and legs, he trotted all the way, with an innocent smile on his face, and threw himself into He Jiakang's arms.
"Be careful!"
He Sanxin was about to mention his throat, but unfortunately his impulsive body was held down by Chen Mo and he couldn't break free at all.
"Save him!"
Hu Yu was anxious to transmit the sound, but unfortunately Chen Mo was unmoved.
It was not far away, and after a while, He Jun came to He Jiakang's feet.
It's just that He Jiakang kicked him out of Zhang Yu mercilessly.
"Get out!"
With a soft bang, He Jun fell to the ground and rolled back two more times without abating.
"Ahh
A huge pain struck He Jun's young body.
He didn't cry, because he always remembered that his father had said that a manly man would shed blood without tears.
However, the corners of his aggrieved mouth kept spilling blood, and even if he endured the pain, he was only a child of a few years old.
The innocent eyes were full of incomprehension and tears that could burst at any time.
He Jiakang closed his eyes and didn't look at him, but kept saying something in his mouth, and finally got louder and louder, so that his face began to distort.
"Why can he practice guns, I can only practice sticks!"
"Why can the Changhe Gang only have the final say!"
"Why does he say I can't do anything!"
"He can hold up this Changhe Gang, and so can I!"
As he spoke, he slammed the stick on the ground.
Boom!
The ground is torn apart in all directions with a long stick as the center, and the hard bluestone is as fragile as tofu.
The rift gradually expanded, and it was not until it came to He Jun's feet that it could be stopped.
Suddenly, He Jiakang jumped high, and the long stick smashed at He Jun with an unrivaled momentum.
He Jun was so frightened that he couldn't speak, and his mind went blank.
"Save him!"
Hu Yu shouted excitedly!
At this time, Chen Mo was still unmoved, if Hu Yu looked closely, he could find that Chen Mo's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
It's not just when, maybe it was He Jiakang's kick, and the environment in front of Chen Mo shattered.
Like a bronze mirror, shattered into piece after piece.
Countless fragments swirled around him.
In the end, they coincided, but they became completely different.
Huang Han is gone, the young man is gone, the man in black is gone, He Jiakang is gone, He San is gone, and Hu Yu is gone.
He Jun, who fell to the ground, was still there, but his appearance had changed.
Both familiar and unfamiliar.
There was only a child of a few years old, covered in blood, and fell to the ground in pain and helplessness.
I don't know how long it took, but the scene changed.
The child was surrounded by a mountain of corpses, a sea of blood, and a sea of fire.
Immediately afterwards, a living person appeared, as if it were a picture scroll, and it was painted as a human figure.
Armor, spears, tall horses!
Soldiers, crossbows, dense!
The leader held a blood-stained spear in one hand and a reins in the other, and the horse raised its front hooves high under his crotch, under which was a child still alive.
The picture is frozen here, and it is filled here.
I don't know how long it took for the sound of the flames burning, the cries and curses, the sound of spears piercing into flesh, and the sound of arrows slashing like locusts......
Until, Chen Mo heard the sound of blood and water flowing around him, and the picture finally changed.
At the same time, the thick smell of blood penetrated his nostrils, choking him with tears.
No, the pain hit, and his body was as if it had been crushed by a boulder, Chen Mo reached out to touch it, and tears and blood blurred his entire face.
At another glance, the powerful horse's hooves were close in front of him, and he turned into a child.
Before I had time to think about it, the picture began to flow, and everything around me came to life.
Chen Mo didn't want to sit still, but unfortunately, with the fact that he was only a few years old now and was seriously injured and dying, he could only watch the horse's hooves fall, and despair enveloped his whole body at this moment.
The eyeballs kept rolling and found something out of the ordinary.
There was an old man in Tsing Yi in the distance, and he stood there quietly, but no one noticed him.
The soldiers who were close at hand also treated him as air.
Chen Mo suddenly saw the familiar old man in Tsing Yi and smiled at him.
Before he could react, all of a sudden, Chen Mo had a splitting headache, as if his mind had been cut into several pieces!
When he reacted, he held a child of a few years old in his arms, held the unstoppable horse's hooves lightly with one hand, and said gently: "From now on, I will be your master." β
Suddenly, the child in front of Chen Mo turned into Xiaojun, and the horse's hooves held in his hand turned into a black iron long stick.
The mountain of corpses and the sea of blood dissipated, and the soldier turned back into the man in black, and he returned.
It's just that at this moment, Chen Mo was sweating profusely as if he had been fished out of water.
After two breaths, the sweat evaporated, the mood was calm, and the internal force was transmitted in his hands to restore He Jun's injuries.
He Jiakang saw that the stick he was bound to win was blocked by someone lightly, and his face immediately sank, and he raised the black iron rod in his hand again in annoyance.
Call!
After the long stick was half-retracted, it struck at a very fast speed.
However, Chen Mo did not fight with him, and the two made a wrong step, avoiding the attack of the long stick, and withdrew.
He Jiakang stood still with a stick, snorted coldly, and did not pursue.
The young man's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.
Huang Han was furious: "Disturb Lao Tzu to watch the play, archer!! β
Whoop -
Dozens of archers, lined up, bent their bows and arrows, aiming at Chen Mo, who was converging with Hu Yu, without any hesitation.
Crash Crash!
Hmmm-
"Let me come!"
Hu Yu stepped out, his arms outstretched, as if to meet the sharp and swift arrow.
However, the arrows that were as fast as meteors were hugged by Hu Yu's void, and the fierce internal force shattered the arrows in front of him.
Smack!
Arrows and shattered arrows fell like raindrops on the roof.
"Broken copper!"
Hu Yu pretended to clap his hands lightly and sneered.
In fact, only he himself knows that it was not easy just now, although he was unharmed, but it was extremely depleting of internal force, only this time, the internal force was three out of ten.
Turning his head, he asked, "Amazing!" β
Chen Mo nodded, and at the same time handed over He Jun, who was already fine, to He San.
His internal strength is part of it, and the other is that He Jun's injuries are not as serious as they seem.
"Hey, why did you speak so smoothly just now, you don't really want to take him as an apprentice, do you?" Hu Yucai reacted and said excitedly.
Chen Mo shook his head and did not explain.
The two hands grabbed He San and Hu Yu's shoulders respectively.
Originally, He San's words of gratitude were about to be spoken, but he resolutely closed his mouth when he saw this.
Hu Yu on the other side didn't ask, because he knew that he was about to take off again.
There was wind under his feet, without any warning, Chen Mo led the three of them to sweep high, and under the bright moonlight, pulled out a long shadow.
Seeing this, the young man frowned and asked, "Who is he?!" β
"The person invited by the eldest brother." He Jiakang curled the corners of his mouth.
"Shoot me down!"
Huang Han lost face just now, and when he saw several people in the air, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.
No matter how good you are, you can't borrow power in the air.
A group of archers waited for a long time, and the arrows in their hands continued to take off one after another, and the arrows were like meteors, and the last ones came first, and after a while, they caught up with Chen Mo and the others who were still in the air.
Woooo
The sound of arrows breaking through the air came from behind them, but several people didn't panic at all, because they knew that Chen Mo's light skills were where the arrows could catch up!
Sure enough, before Huang Han was happy, Chen Mo and the others did not pause in their upward momentum, and continued to climb.
Until it becomes a small dot, beyond the reach of dozens of well-trained archers.
"What a !! effort"
Not only Huang Han sighed, but even the young and old people lost the attitude of controlling everything just now.
Even if He Jiakang saw it for the second time, there was still a deep sense of unreality.
"Where are we going?"
No one answered Hu Yu, He San didn't know, but Chen Mo was in no mood to deal with him.
He looked at He Jun who was at a loss without moving, he knew that the picture he saw just now was a fragment of memory hidden in the depths of his mind.
I used to think that I was too young to remember what happened when I was a child.
But now I know that it was because he didn't want to remember, and he was running away from that memory.
Today, under the stimulation of He Jun, he saw the scene of the year again, and for some reason, he had an inexplicable hatred for He Jun.
The memories that I was afraid to avoid were turned out bloody again, and I forgot all about it.
Master's revenge has not been avenged, and there is another blood feud, whether he wants to become a slave of hatred!