Qingyutai led two thousand Qingling clan warriors and strode to the accident site.

The smell of blood coming from the wind along the way made him deeply uneasy.

"Hold on! We're coming. ”

He prayed secretly, his feet speeding up a few more times.

In the far wilderness, there was a large group of human monks, surrounding the warriors of the Qingling Clan.

The warriors of the Qingling Clan were bound and fell to the ground.

The monks of the human race gathered together, and when they looked closely, there were two hundred of them.

"I don't know why you're arresting my people. ”

Qingyutai knew that the other party had bad intentions, but the clansmen were in the hands of the other party, and they couldn't be polite in their words.

"Are you an idiot, the existence of the Qingling Clan's ants, we don't want to catch it yet. ”

The old man on the other side snorted coldly, and he didn't put Qingyutai in his eyes at all.

"Please also raise your noble hand and let my clansmen go, the Qingling clan should be grateful. ”

Qingyutai threw a rat bogey, obviously there were more people than the other party, but they still didn't dare to clash head-on.

"It's okay to leave it alone. ”

The old man smiled sadly, and stopped talking.

"If you have something to say, as long as it's not too demanding, we can agree. ”

Qingyutai became an elder and already had a certain amount of authority, and if he was the previous squadron leader, he would not dare to call the shots.

"I just like cheerful people, so let's do it, we just want to use these people to exchange for some women from the Qingling clan. ”

The old man finally showed his hideous face, and their true purpose was even more unacceptable.

"Boom. ”

Qing Yutai's brain seemed to have exploded violently, and the blood all over his body rushed to his head.

His bronzed face was covered with blood from this shameless condition.

"Your Excellency is really too deceitful, do you really want to cause a great war between the human race and the Qingling clan. ”

Qing Yutai couldn't control his emotions anymore, and his tone became stern.

"Look, I'll just say this little guy can't hold his breath. ”

The old man seemed to have expected his reaction, and waved his hand disapprerovingly.

"It's just an equivalent exchange, if you are not willing to give it up to one person, the proportion, I can make some concessions. ”

Equivalent exchange?

If you take our people, you will exchange them for the women of our people.

This is a despicable means to be used.

The people of the Qingling clan are like goods, which can be used to buy and sell.

Our people are all brothers and sisters, how can we give them away.

"Leave us alone, fight with them, and avenge us!"

Qing Huayu, who was lying on the ground, shouted desperately, how could he be willing to become a hostage of the enemy who threatened his own people.

A kick kicked him in the face, knocking him unconscious.

"These people of yours are a little disobedient, give them some color. ”

The old man began to command the Terran monks around him, punching and kicking the Qingling people on the ground.

Those captured Qingling warriors endured the pain and did not make a sound, they could not succumb to the obscenity of the enemy.

"Well, if you are reluctant to give up the women in the clan, we will kill one every other stick of incense, and it is a waste of food to keep these wastes. ”

The old man squinted his eyes, and the threat in his words was no longer hidden.

"We'd rather die than drag down the Qingling Clan! ”

Qingguo'er struggled and yelled, his eyes were covered with blood and tears, and his face became extremely hideous.

Hearing the previous conversation, he already knew that his people had come to the rescue.

But the development of things has exceeded his imagination, these people want to get involved with the women of the Qingling clan.

This is a shame that no man of the Qingling clan can bear.

We would rather die than accede to their terms.

If you really exchange the women of the clan for your own life, then you will live in shame for eternity.

It's better to die happily in this kind of life.

There are no cowards who are afraid of death in the Qingling Clan, only strong warriors.

Although he could not see the scenery around him, he could still judge the direction of his people based on the sounds.

I will prove by my deeds that my heart is always with my people.

His body rolled hard, moving with difficulty in the direction of the green jade platform.

"I still want to run. ”

A Terran monk stepped on it, stomping his palms into the ground.

The pain of piercing the heart came from the palm of his hand.

He took advantage of the situation and hugged the leg of the Terran monk, opened his mouth to bite it.

His thoughts could not be realized, and the gap between him and Brother Jindan was not half a star.

The Terran monk just lifted his leg and kicked him into the air, and half of his face was bloody and fleshy.

He felt his body getting lighter and lighter, and his consciousness gradually departed from his body.

I'm going to die.

In front of me, I saw my elderly mother, preparing a meal in the wooden house, leaning against a tree, waiting for her return.

The aroma of the meal came to my nose.

The ardent expectation in my mother's eyes is the most poignant longing.

I really want to eat my mother's own food again.

There were tears in the corners of his eyes and a smile on his lips.

Farewell, my people, I love you!

"Qingguo'er!"

The members of the hunting team on the ground let out a painful roar in unison.

They looked at Qingguo'er's body, kicked in the air by the Terran monks, and their heads were shattered, and they saw that they couldn't live.

This is the people they fought side by side, a living life, and it left them like this.

This heart-rending pain spread across the wilderness and spread to every Qingling clansman.

The hearts of the Qingling people were trembling, and they wanted to cry, but their voices were choked.

Seeing the clansmen die tragically in front of him, that sense of powerlessness filled his body.

"Oops, why are you trying so hard, this waste can't stand the toss. ”

The old man in the lead looked distressed, but in fact he was just pretentious.

Kill the chicken and show it to the monkey.

If you don't let them feel scared, they won't give in easily.

The best way to deal with these stubborn barbarians is to conquer them by force.

"Team one, team two, prepare to attack!"

The tragic death of the clansmen also aroused the anger of Qingyutai.

It was as if there was a raging beast in his chest, about to burst out.

His right hand was already raised, ready to give the order to attack.

The two thousand longbows behind him were already full of bowstrings, and the swarthy arrows began to exude a cold sharp aura.

The blood of one's own people cannot be shed in vain, but the blood debt must be paid in blood.

"It seems that your people don't care about your life or death. ”

With a wave of the old man's long sleeves, the Terran monks around him pulled up the Qingling people on the ground.

Nearly a hundred warriors of the Qingling Clan were hugged in front of the crowd and formed a human wall.

If the Qingling Clan's bow and arrow are cast, they will inevitably pierce through the body of their own clan first.

Those Qingling people who were used as shields had no fear on their faces.

They are also immersed in the grief of losing their people.

Qingguo'er's death has foreshadowed their fate.

We also want to live, but there is no choice at the moment.

It's not terrible to die, it's terrible to live without dignity.

We, the Qingling people, would rather have the jade broken than the whole tile.

"In the verdant forest, the nightingale sings, and the strong green spirits never lose their way in the night. We are warriors in the jungle, daring to face all dangers, and the arrows in our hands are our faith, piercing the darkness and guiding the way. ”

The ancient ballad sounded, and they sang the song of hope of the Qingling clan, and the expressions on their faces became calm.

"Come, shoot, I want to see how majestic you are in killing your own people with your own hands. ”

The old man has no fear, a group of brave and unscrupulous reckless men, who want to fight with the human race, but they are still too far away.

He decided that the other side did not dare to make a move, with a sinister smile on his face.

Qingyutai's arm that issued the command still did not let go.

He would rather face 10,000 demons than these insidious humans.

On the other side are their own people, how can they watch them sacrifice.

But how to resolve the impasse in front of him, he could not decide.

Neither these warriors of the Qingling Clan, nor the women of the clan, could be handed over to this group of shameless humans.

There was a lot of anger in his heart, but anger didn't solve the problem.

The grudge with humanity is not the first day, nor is it the last.

This is the difference in strength, the arrow in their hand can shoot through hard stones, but not through the body of a clansman.

Family affection cannot be cut off, just like a knife is drawn to cut off water.

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