Yang Dali's skills are profound, and although he is fascinated by the incense, his consciousness is much more tenacious than ordinary people. So he fell to the ground, and in a daze, he saw a black shadow kidnapping his younger brother Yang Xiaozao from his side.

In desperation, he grabbed the black shadow's left foot and clamped it with both hands.

Wei Zimo took a closer look, why is the eldest son of the Yang family so ugly? The face is extremely asymmetrical, with an egg in the left side of the mouth, and the face is covered in blood.

The shock was only short-lived, and Wei Zimo quickly saw from the other party's eyes that he was just a false alarm.

Yang Dali's eyes were confused, Zhang Yi held his lips but couldn't make a sound, like a dying man, and caught Wei Zimo's left foot the moment he returned to the light.

The heir of the sword roaring for his life fell into such a field, and Mu Chenxue's "ability" was really good.

But his left foot was tightly bound by Yang Dali, Wei Zimo was very helpless, he just wanted to complete the task, and he didn't want to kill innocents indiscriminately.

So he raised his foot lightly and tried to kick Yang away vigorously.

But he underestimated the eldest son of the Yang family who fell to the ground with a distorted and ugly face.

Mu Chenxue's incense was originally mixed with cartilage powder, and people fainted as soon as they inhaled it, even a tiger elephant would be stunned, and they would not wake up for seven or eight hours.

Where does this Yang Dali get his strength?

Wei Zimo and Mu Chenxue had taken the antidote in advance, otherwise they would not be able to resist the aftertaste of this smoke.

Yang Dali, whose consciousness was gradually blurred, was indeed weak, but at this moment, he burst out with unimaginable power in an instant, and his hands were tightly wrapped around Wei Zimo's left foot, after all, he saw that the man in black was going to kidnap his younger brother, and even if he died, his grandmother would trap the other party.

In this way, Wei Zimo has no moves, and the trapped left foot kick can't be kicked away, and he can't pull out. So he put his right hand around the unconscious Yang Xiaozao, freed his left hand, and bent down to pull Yang Dali's hand.

However, as soon as his left hand stretched out, Yang Dali suddenly freed up a hand and firmly grabbed Wei Zimo's wrist.

The other hand was still holding Wei Zimo's left foot.

Wei Zimo's right foot is free, and he can kick Yang away with a fierce kick.

But he didn't.

First, I can't bear it, this kick, even if Yang Dali doesn't die, at least his liver and gallbladder will be shattered. It's no longer kind to steal someone's younger brother by himself, and it's not a chivalrous man's job to hurt someone again.

The rules of the Long Bi camp do not allow the indiscriminate killing of innocents.

Moreover, Wei Zimo was also worried that there would be a bigger movement, and the villagers would not be alarmed, in case the government was alarmed, and after a strict investigation in the future, Wei Fuliang's plan would be affected.

Wei Zimo's left hand and left foot were trapped, and he was suddenly shocked: The eldest son of the Yang family is indeed extraordinary, and this person will definitely be his biggest enemy in the future.

In order to complete the task, in order to avoid one more enemy in the future, there is only ......

A murderous machine suddenly rose between Wei Zimo's eyebrows.

Just when Wei Zimo hesitated and prepared to put Yang Xiaozao on the ground, and pulled back and pulled out the short knife on his waist, suddenly a sharp pain that pierced his heart suddenly spread all over his body, and he almost screamed.

Yang Dali, who was "dying", seemed to guess Wei Zimo's thoughts, and actually bit Wei Zimo's left index finger.

Then he tilted his body and fell to the ground completely.

The medicinal strength of the smoke came up, and Yang Dali no longer had any strength.

But he used the last shred of consciousness to tell himself that even if he died, he couldn't let the gangsters who kidnapped his younger brother get away. So before he was completely unconscious, he bit the gangster's finger like this.

The name Yang Dali is not needed, he is born with infinite strength, if he hadn't been in a coma, Wei Zimo's finger would have been bitten off by him. Even if he was in a coma now, he didn't let go, Wei Zimo's fingers couldn't be withdrawn, and his body was dragged down by Yang Dali, and the pain in his fingers became even more intense.

Wei Zimo was in unbearable pain, but he didn't dare to make a call, not even a snort.

He wanted to give Yang Dali a kick, but in this way, his fingers would be completely broken, and Yang Dali's body would make a sound.

Everyone in the Yang family was stunned by Mu Chenxue, but fifty zhang away was the neighbor's house, and the noise was louder, which would inevitably arouse the suspicion of the neighbors.

Nanlu Wangzhuang, maybe there are still some kind of masters hidden.

The killing intent became more and more intense, and Wei Zimo, who was furious, put Yang Xiaozao, who was as soft as a cloth bag, on the ground, pulled out the short knife on his waist with his right hand, and stabbed Yang Dali's chest fiercely.

At this time, it is important to complete the task, even if it is necessary to kill innocents indiscriminately.

With this knife, Yang Dali will never wake up again.

The cold light flashed, but the short knife stopped half an inch away from Yang Dali's chest, and Wei Zimo's posture solidified into a strange sculpture.

His mood was complicated again.

Yang Shaoyun has already lost his youngest son, and he can't let his family completely cut off his children and grandchildren.

What to do, what to do?

Yang Dali, who was already completely unconscious, had his upper and lower jaws like a hunter's animal clip, and he clamped Wei Zimo's left index finger to death.

Wei Zimo put the tip of the half-inch knife into Yang Dali's mouth, trying to pry open the two rows of teeth that were biting his fingers.

But Yang Dali, who was like a dead man, had a stiff body, and his two rows of teeth were tighter than a beast clamp.

Time is of the essence, and there can be no further delay.

"Forget it, I kidnapped your brother, so I'll pay you a finger."

Wei Zimo sighed lightly, with a certain kind of heroism, the blade of the sword flipped over, and half of his fingers were wiped out against Yang Dali's lips.

immediately swallowed a pill of Jinchuang Medicine, and before he had time to bandage the wound, he escaped from the gate with Yang Xiaozao on the ground......

……

"Brother Zimo, your hand ......"

When Mu Chenxue found that Wei Zimo's left index finger was missing half a finger, it was already the morning of the next day.

After Mu Chenxue's reminder, Wei Zimo remembered that his left index finger had lost two knuckles forever.

Escaping from Nanlu Wangzhuang, Wei Zimo has been in a state of tension, and he has already taken Jinchuang medicine, he has actually forgotten the pain of broken fingers.

Walking 200 miles at night is like a leisurely walk for two sweaty BMWs. At dawn, Wei Zimo and Mu Chenxue came to the foot of Shaohua Mountain.

The two found a dilapidated thatched hut to rest for an hour, and then began to go up the mountain in a hurry.

By the stream deep in the dense forest, Mu Chenxue's carefulness was a little hypocritical, dipping a white hand towel in the stream water, and cleaning the wound of Wei Zimo's severed finger little by little.

The wound on the severed finger was already black, and only half of the phalanx was creepy white in a neat section.

Mu Chenxue was tearing in distress while cleaning the small wound.

"Brother Zimo...... You should kill him with one sword, and you won't cut off your fingers. ”

Wei Zimo smiled slightly and said, "Brother Piqiu should always remember the purpose of our Dragon Horse Camp, right?" ”

Without waiting for Mu Chenxue to answer, Wei Zimo immediately said: "Master has always taught me that for the sake of the country, you can sacrifice your life for the sake of the people. Now, what we want is Yang Xiaozao, the child, not the life of the Yang family. It is already unkind and unjust for us to kidnap other people's relatives, although the superiors said that this is forced by righteousness, but our righteousness is our righteousness, and there is no need for the Yang family to accompany the righteousness of our Longhu camp and make such a huge sacrifice. ”

Speaking of this, Wei Zimo's arrogance suddenly rose sharply, and he was full of feelings.

Mu Chenxue didn't speak, biting her lip, tears fluttering, quietly cleaning Wei Zimo's wounds.

Wei Zimo continued to deliver a generous and heroic speech, and the audience was only Mu Chenxue: "My master also taught me that although we are all dead soldiers with an important mission, our lives belong to the country, and we are more valuable than ordinary people. You don't have to do the thing of one life to one life, and there is no need for us to sacrifice more valuable lives for a grass people. But a broken leg or a broken arm can save a life, and such things must be done. Now I only need to break one finger to complete the task, which can be regarded as a kind of atonement for the Yang family. Besides, every grass and tree is a living being, and no one has the right to deprive living beings of the right to live! ”

Mu Chenxue stopped to wipe the wound, blinked her eyes twice, and the tears hanging on her long eyelashes immediately fluttered and fell.

After savoring Wei Zimo's words, he said: "What Brother Zimo said is extremely true, every grass and tree has the right to live, let alone a human being?" We do not have the right to deprive any living creature of its life. But Brother Zimo, I just want to ask, aren't we living beings? The life of a dead soldier is like an ant? For the sake of an illusory ideal, we can die anytime, anywhere? And this little brother, isn't he a living being? Why did we take him captive? What will be his fate next? Here's how we ...... Is it considered a careless disregard for human life? ”

Wei Zimo was stunned for a moment, he hadn't thought about the question Mu Chenxue had just raised.

"Maybe ......"

After hesitating for a moment, he said leisurely: "As dead soldiers, our lives no longer belong to us. The lives we have given and the lives we will take in the future are for the sake of this country. As for this little brother, the battalion leader also said that his life does not belong to himself, but to Jiangshan Sheji, and the people of Li ......"

Wei Zimo raised his head, and a touch of sunlight penetrated the dense woods and sprinkled on his face, reflecting a desolation that was extremely incommensurate with this handsome face.

The kidnapping of children is only the first step, and in the rest of his career as a dead soldier, he will kill many people and undergo greater tests.

……

The snow is clear, and the winter day of Shaohua Mountain is particularly gorgeous.

Mu Chenxue chattered unrelentingly: "Brother Zimo, let's talk about a problem in private, I personally think it's still inappropriate for us to do this thing today." Why would we come and steal a child? The dragon camp claims to be doing righteous things, how could he do such a thing? Will this little brother die? What does Jiangshan Sheji, the people of Li Min, have to do with a child of an ordinary people's family? ”

This time, Wei Zimo was not stunned, but looked at Mu Chenxue directly, thinking to himself: How can this kid have so many problems, and they are all strange and extremely tricky questions?

The most critical thing is that these questions are also the problems before Wei Zimo went down the mountain.

Mu Chenxue's seemingly chattering, but also aggressive question, suddenly stirred up a certain hidden truth hidden in the depths of Wei Zimo's heart.

He looked at Yang Xiaozao, who was lying on the stone beside him, sleeping deeply, with a well-behaved face. Next, what will Wei Fu Fence and Mr. Chen Li, the owner of Shaohua Mountain Lanlu, do to him?

For the first time, Wei Zimo felt a vague fear of death......