"Death is not terrible, as long as it is a glorious death, then the Immortal Heaven will arrange for his messenger to take us to his temple of light......"

Wobettai's understanding of death is the impressive words that Ryoki Ha said to him when he was four or five years old.

At that time, the second prince was originally a happy foal, and liked to chase the lamb and run on the grass, but this time when Liangmuha returned from the expedition, he specially found the mother of Wobetai, the beauty Mo Lun,

"Where is our wild colt, let him come. ”

Mo Lun didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly summoned the nest, and the second prince saw that his father was back, and trotted all the way into the tent, and then jumped up, and Liang Muha took the little foal into his arms with his broad arms.

"Father, have you won the battle again?" Wo Beitai shouted excitedly while pulling Liang Muha's beard, and the painful grassland tough guy sucked and gasped.

"Of course, I promised you, foal, that I would give you the whole grassland to run in the future. ”

This was originally a half-joking remark between father and son, but it made Mo Lunmei on the side inexplicably nervous, and looked around to confirm that there were no outsiders, so she felt a little at ease.

"Father, did you bring me any gifts when you returned victorious this time? I still can't pull the Dorta hard bow that you brought back last time. ”

"Haha, of course, this time I called you over to let you see the fruits of our Hasua's victory this time. ”

Liang Muha strode outside the tent with the Wobetai in his arms, and then led the guards to the central square of the camp.

There, dozens of tall wooden stakes were tied to the prisoners of war brought back this time, and those prisoners of war had been stripped of their upper clothes, apparently tortured, and covered with horrific blood.

Wobeitai is usually watched very closely by Mrs. Morun, and she has never seen people tied to these wooden stakes.

This time, Mrs. Mo Lun still wanted to stop her, "King, Wobeitai is still young......"

"Alas," said Liangmuha's face sank, "my son of Liangmuha is an eagle with wings spread on the grassland, and if you don't let him develop a pair of powerful wings, how can you let him lead my warriors to defeat the enemy." ”

Mrs. Mo Lun didn't dare to continue to stop it, but she just wanted to cover the eyes of Xiao Wo Beitai with her palm, but she still looked down curiously at the torture pillar from between Mrs. Mo Lun's palms.

Liang Muha waved his left hand, "Pony son, you can watch it, this is our enemy, you must remember that you and the enemy can often only survive one." ”

As he spoke, Liang Muha motioned to his men to start lighting a pile of firewood in front of each torture pillar, and on top of each pile, a huge iron pot was erected.

Wo Beitai was a little frightened, and asked timidly, "Father, are these people going to be boiled, can we let them go?"

Liang Muha completely pushed away the palm of Mrs. Mo Lun's hand blocking the door of the Wobei table, and pointed to the back of the torture pillar, "Child, look there......"

The small nest platform followed the direction of Liang Muha's fingers, and saw that farther behind the torture pillar, there were also several taller, layered pyres erected, and on the high platform of the firewood, the corpses of the Hasua warriors were densely piled up. Some of the body parts were even mutilated.

"Child, if we let them go, then the next time we will lie on them, it will be ourselves. Or, your mother ......," Ryomuha pointed to Madame Morun, "your mother may be insulted by them. ”

"No, I don't allow them to bully my mother!" Wobetai, who was still terrified, was stimulated by Ryogiha's words, and glared angrily at the captives on the torture pillar.

In the large iron cauldron in front of the torture pillar, the water was gradually boiling, and the dying prisoners of war were set up one by one by the executing soldiers and thrown into the boiling cauldron.

Suddenly, the heart-rending scream repeatedly hit the eardrums of the people present, and Mrs. Mo Lun couldn't stand it anymore, so she turned around and retreated. Xiaowo Betai also wanted to leave with his mother, but was tightly held in his arms by Liangmuha.

"Child, death is not terrible, but we are going to die like a real man, and we are going to die meaningfully......"

Although Wobetai is just over twenty years old now, his sword has almost broken a hundred heads. He had also seen many faithful warriors die in front of him.

He felt that these deaths, whether they were opponents or his own men, were full of glory.

But he didn't want Susu to die in front of him, whether it was glorious or not.

When only he and Su Su were left in the tent, the second prince stared at Su Su, whose face was flushed, and his breathing began to become heavy. The approaching nest platform made her start to fear from anger, and the girl's chest, which was already quite abrupt, began to rise and fall violently, but all she could resist was to shake her head desperately.

"Miss Susu, I won't let you die. I will not let others bully you, I want you to be my woman, and when I go back, I will ask my father to allow me to marry you. ”

As he spoke, Wo Beitai began to unbutton Su Su's robe with trembling hands. Su Su trembled angrily, but he watched Wo Beitai still lean down on his body......

There is only the last struggle, Su Su opened his teeth and bit his tongue, as long as Wo Beitai dared to take a step forward, Su Su would bite his tongue and kill himself.

Wo Beitai saw Su Su's movements and understood her intentions, and he was not surprised, but Su Su's determination made him start to worry a little.

With a bang, Wo Beitai pulled out his shiny dagger and handed it to Su Su's hand,

"Miss Susu, even if you think I'm not worthy of you, I can't watch you die in front of me, after I dissolve the poison of lewd drugs for you, you can kill me again, and no one in this world will know......"

The second prince didn't have the heart to think about it, he only had one thought, he couldn't just look at Su Su like Caicai, because of blood loss, the wasteland was killed, and the ice and snow buried the corpse.

After making up his mind, Wo Beitai reached out and stuck Su Su's sharp chin, pressed Su Su's cheek car with two fingers, and with a little force, Su Su only heard a clatter in his head, and suddenly lost sensation in his chin.

Even this last resistance was broken by the beast in front of him, Su Su was so angry and ashamed that his head almost exploded, and finally his eyes were black and he fainted.

Before losing consciousness, only one thought flashed through Su Su's mind, "Xiang Bei, you bastard, where were you when I needed you?"

Outside the yurt, the furious snow is still crazy, even more tyrannical.

In the yurt, the young man was confused, and a little red plum fell on the snow-covered canvas.

......

On the carriage, Xiang Bei, who had been unconscious, suddenly woke up, looked at the arched roof with a dull gaze, and muttered in his mouth, "Su Su!"

The little white wolf on the side broke free from Yuelai's arms in surprise and pounced on Xiang Bei's pillow. Yuelai also woke up from her sleep, and saw Xiang Bei, whose cheeks were sunken, waking up for the first time, and hurriedly greeted the bright-eyed Tianmo.

"Tianmo Dao, he's awake. ”

Tianmo hurriedly rolled up his greasy sleeves, carefully cushioned Xiang Bei's neck, and wanted to help him up, but Xiang Bei just glanced at Yuelai on the side indifferently, his eyes were full of confusion,

"Not Susu?"

Then his head tilted, and he passed out again.

Yuelai couldn't help but ask Tianmo, "Is this little brother also going to Baishou Mountain, why does he look like he is about to die?"

Tianmo sighed, "Yes, this kid also has a token left by Senior Brother Tiansong, his piece of realm spirit wood is bigger than Li Chongguang's wooden sword, it's a pity that he fell into a strange Gu, maybe when he arrives at Baishou Mountain, Senior Brother Ghost Hand can have a way to save him." ”

The ghost hand senior brother in Tianmo's mouth is the second senior brother Tian'en of the Baishou Mountain Guardian, specializing in powerful medical skills that can bring the dead back to life, but the medical skills he studies are not simply to save people, but his own interests. Sometimes for the sake of his own research, Tian'en will even kill people, so he can't be called the Wonderful Hand Rejuvenation, but can only be called the Holy Hand of the Ghost Doctor.

"Huh, are you saying that this Brother Xiang Bei is so sick because of the Gu in his body?" Yuelai suddenly became interested in Xiang Bei's Gu poison. She rolled up her sleeves, revealing a snow-white arm like a lotus root,

"Daoist Tianmo, I am a raccoon dog, and our blood is born to solve Gu. ”

As he spoke, without waiting for Tianmo and Li Chongguang's persuasion, he took out a dagger and slashed it across his satin-like white arm, and then a bright red blood mark appeared.

Yuelai pressed her wound to Xiang Bei's dry lips, tick...... A few drops of the blood of the raccoon clan, which had inherited the ancient spiritual veins, dripped into Xiang Bei's mouth.

Although Tianmo felt that it was inappropriate, thinking about Xiang Bei's current state, he didn't know if he had the life to stick to Baishou Mountain, so it was not impossible to simply let Yuelai try.

The little white wolf on the side took advantage of everyone's attention to Xiang Bei, stretched out his tongue and licked a few drops of the blood of the raccoon clan that splashed on the carriage, as if he had found the best delicacy, and excitedly licked the rest of the blood stains clean, no one noticed that in the eyes of the little white wolf, there was also a faint flash of golden light.

Li Chongguang looked at Yuelai's actions curiously, and found that there was a deep blood groove left on Yuelai's white arm, and he couldn't bear it, so he hurriedly found the gold sore medicine and applied it to her.

The girl couldn't help but deliberately tease again, "Little Brother Sword Saint, you feel so sorry for me so much." It made the young sword saint blush-faced and embarrassed, and he didn't know what to say.

Li Chongguang didn't dare to look at Yuelai directly, so he had to use Xiang Bei to change the topic, "Can your blood really solve his Gu?" Why didn't this little brother react?"

Yuelai also said, "I don't understand either, I just saw the old patriarch solve the Gu for a mysterious guest when I was very young, and he also used his own blood to help that person remove the blood poison, and later, about two days later, I saw that the mysterious guest vomited a lot of weird little bugs." And the complexion of the people gradually improved. ”

It's a pity that Yuelai didn't know that Qingqiu's raccoon clan spirit blood could only solve the Gu poison of this world, while the demon bud immortal insect on Xiang Bei's body was a spirit Gu brought from another world.

The outbreak of Xiang Bei's Gu poison was so violent this time, and it was precisely because Xiang Bei inadvertently drank the blood of the king of the Northern Wilderness Blue Wolf that collided with the already peaceful Demon Bud Immortal Worm, which caused Xiang Bei's Gu poison to attack so violently this time.

Xiang Bei, who seems to be calm, is suffering from three domineering forces in his body, the king of the Northern Wilderness, the ancient raccoon spirit, and the most mysterious demon bud immortal worm, this battle that overturns the river and the sea, even Xiang Bei himself doesn't know who will have the upper hand.

After breaking away from the Talgar camp, the horse caravan of Wobetai made a rapid march towards the Hasuya camp in the northwest. However, Xiang Bei's carriage continued to move in the direction of the Northeast Holy Mountain.

Xiang Bei and Su Su, these two young people who had secretly vowed in their hearts never to separate, were finally getting farther and farther apart.