The arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

The current situation is already very tense, if I don't come to the rescue, I may be able to save one corpse and two lives today.

Don't guess Yexun's thoughts, you can't guess if you guess and guess.

I really didn't understand why he suddenly stopped me from doing justice at this critical juncture.

I looked at him with a displeased look on my face, so to speak, very angry: "What are you doing here?"

Ye Xun stopped my hand with a little force, and forced my upright bow and arrow to be pressed down.

"Let's take a look first, we don't know if this is someone's bitter ploy, and we don't know if it's a trick to lure us!"

I rolled my eyes at him again, unabashedly: "Then you plan to think it's not a ploy until someone dies?"

"Then even if you kill those dogs, will she be saved?" Ye Xun asked innocently.

He made so much sense that I was speechless.

The atmosphere on the field became more and more tense, the woman was shaking like chaff, and she had a big belly, and the fear was not small, and it might be a little difficult to stand up at the moment when the mastiff was approaching.

Ye Xun turned his face slightly and squinted at the people in the stands, and suddenly changed his words: "If they don't watch it, then this cruel dog training won't happen?"

The words came to me like a flash of inspiration, and they came to my mind like an empowerment: "What do you mean by killing them all?"

Now it was his turn not to understand: "Why is Lord Bai's way of dealing with things always be to fight and kill, wouldn't it be better to calm down and solve the problem peacefully?"

I felt he was right, so I quietly manipulated one of the wooden beams that supported the stands.

If the wind blows, you will break off after walking two steps.

Sure enough, after a small house passing by, the pillars of the stands squeaked and shook, and the faces of the people who were still full of interest on them changed their faces in an instant.

"Don't panic, everyone!" the Tibetan woman at the head of the group turned pale, and the expression on her face was gloomy and terrifying.

And at this moment, several mastiffs trapped in the martial arts training ground also seemed to have run out of patience, lying on turbid white saliva, ready to pounce on the ragged pregnant woman.

The frightened woman instinctively screamed, not unlike what I had heard outside the door with Yexun before.

But it was this sudden wail that frightened a certain official in the stands, and the originally stable stands collapsed in this sound.

The Tibetan woman led by the leader reacted very quickly, and when she felt the great change in the stands, her hand quickly pulled out the long whip that was rolled up very properly on the side, and with a little under her feet, her body gently soared to the ground.

The woman on the field was startled by the violent noise behind her, and immediately came to her senses, and began to run tremblingly.

The mastiffs treated the mastiff in front of them like food had been prepared on their plates, and they roared and gasped as they began to catch up with the woman, and I tightened the strings in my head again: "Lord Night, now is definitely the time, right?"

"Well, you shoot the mastiff, I'll keep an eye on the woman!"

Hey, there's nothing wrong with that, but it just feels like something isn't right there!

I re-mounted my bow and arrows, half-squinting at the frenzied and uncontrolled mastiffs.

After two "whoosh" sounds, the original three mastiffs in the scene were killed by me, and the transparent slender arrows were condensed with Ling Bing under the eighteen layers of hell.

The soul of the middle life is scattered, and it will never be reborn, and the mastiffs that were hit by the arrows just now are, on their bodies, they can't find any wounds or broken skins.

Ling Bing's arrow destroys the soul without harming the body, it can be described as a necessary treasure for suicide and other killing! It can make you have a perfect and peaceful beautiful skin like a deep sleep!

Seeing that the two mastiffs also fell, the Tibetan girl who jumped into the house just now looked angry, and shouted a few words that she couldn't understand.

With a flick of the whip in his hand, he quickly and purposefully ran towards the woman who was still running for her life in the arena to escape from the last mastiff.

After all, it is and the person who is pregnant with Rokka, even if the survival instinct is greater than the sky, her two heartbeats will not allow her to do so.

My aim at the dog is getting worse and worse, it used to be three together with a big goal, but now it is a lonely dog to see.

I watched as the scarlet liquid leached out of the woman's sludge-stained legs, and she ran sweaty, her steps becoming more and more vain.

Yexun had already made a quick move to stop the Tibetan girl, and I couldn't let the mastiff in the field act recklessly.

Simply abandoned the bow and arrow, twisted the trick into the field in an instant, and directly poked the mastiff's spine with one finger, so it didn't have time to snort, and fell to the ground softly.

The Tibetan woman seemed to be crazy, because there was an invisible barrier in front of her at this moment, that is, she watched her dog die in front of her.

Seeing the mastiff behind him fall without warning, the woman who was originally frightened also lost half her life, her body was weak, and she fell straight into the black soil.

I was worried about the fetus in her womb, so I hurried to approach her, when my feet happened to step on the black soil that covered the martial arts training ground.

Scenes of hunting and fighting, bloody and terrifying images flew through my mind like lightning.

In this small field, which has only been built for a short time, a group of strong and fierce mastiffs are running after several ragged women.

There was a clear resemblance on the faces of these women, and the edges of their mouths were all stained with dark red blood that had dried up.

At the roar of the mastiffs behind them, their mouths screamed in fright and bewilderment, but there was not a word that could shout out loud.

For I saw a scene of a group of shirtless evil masters, one by one, who were tearing out the mouths of the girls who were bound to the girders, and cutting out their tongues with hooks with expressionless faces.

And the scene left in this field is that the women are chased by the mastiffs without any suspense, and they pounce on the ground and bite until their faces are torn off, their bellies are torn, and their intestines are torn away.

The scarlet blood soaked through the dirt beneath his feet without hindrance, staining the original loess red until it dried up and became crimson, and then it became wet again, and the cycle began over and over again.

And the spectators in the stands will be excited to bet on the women to see who will be the last to be eaten.

If anyone is not satisfied, then go ahead and bring more women from some dark place with their tongues cut off and unable to speak......