"Shua." With a soft sound, the figures of the two flashed, and they separated at the same time, and the daggers and stones all fell into the air.
In the next moment, the man melted into the gray fog and walked through the crowd of Kanglong Army title captains.
Like a fish, like a ghost, like a loach, he swung through the mist, lightly and delicately, he had already stuck behind a titled captain.
The man seemed to have sensed it, and his reaction was very good. He didn't turn his head, but took a quick step forward, and the thin knife in his hand was already slammed back.
But it was too late.
As soon as the title lieutenant came out, a streak of blood shot out from the back of his waist, piercing through the gray mist, and slammed onto the gray mountain rocks. Grass blades protruded from the crevices of the rocks, as if they were swallowing blood.
This blood line seemed to be an order, and all those floating shadows moved in an instant, and when they moved, there was lightning and streamer!
Like gray lines shooting vertically and horizontally, they flashed past those titled lieutenants who hadn't had time to turn around, and they were divided as soon as they were touched lightly, and then, blood lines flew up one after another!
The scene was blurred in the fog for a while, and in the gray background, only gray and red lines could be seen intertwined in the space, like a three-dimensional painting that was taking shape.
Not only was the gray fog not dispersed during the movement of those strange people, but it became thicker, as if these people themselves were emitting fog.
The titled lieutenants were suddenly attacked, and they responded very well. Someone shouted: "There is an enemy behind us, form an array back to back!"
Figures flew, and the titled captains quickly formed formations to protect each other's backs. This was an extremely superb and accurate counterattack, but those shadows only smiled strangely. Their figures flowed like gray water, changing in many ways. Their leader seems to be a very personal character. In the midst of the battle, he can still rely on the whistle to command everyone's actions Movements, the movements of the shadows seem to be chaotic, but in fact they echo each other extremely cleverly, so coincidentally that even the titled captains of those warriors didn't notice it at the beginning. Against countless enemies, the opponent's angles are tricky, and the shots are weird and unpredictable, and they are gradually broken up and divided again.
Jing Hengbo stood on the middle of the mountain where the poisonous fog was relatively thin, and he could see that the battle situation below was obviously unequal. The titled lieutenants were not familiar with the terrain, could not see clearly, were subject to the poisonous fog, and were unable to adapt to the strange body skills that the opponent had practiced in the valley and swamp. The sneak attacking shadows didn't seem to intend to attack from the beginning. They didn't attack the vitals at first, but the lumbar rib joints and other parts that affected the movement.
If they had attacked vital points such as the heart and eyebrows from the beginning, these people would have died long ago.
Is this intentional play, or is there a big hatred in his heart, he doesn't want the other party to die quickly, and he wants to be like a cat playing with a mouse, tossing them enough before they die?
Jing Hengbo's intuition is the latter.
Because obviously she was the most threatening one, the leader failed to deal with her on the cliff, but did not order his men to besiege her, instead he left her and turned to deal with these titled lieutenants, no matter how he looked at it, he felt unreasonable.
Jing Hengbo stood on a high place, squinted his eyes, and observed the actual battle formations of masters. How to deal with the enemy.
Soon she saw the clues.
Those weird gray shadows seemed unwilling to get close to the rocks. Every time they were about to get close, they would quickly dodge. There were so many shadows attacking in a square inch, and the figures were moving back and forth. They would rather pass by dangerously than try not to get close to the rocks. around.
What is the mystery of this stone?
Jing Hengbo stepped down and saw a kind of dark green plant growing in the crevices of the rocks near the foot of the mountain. The leaves were thin and small, and there were strange patterns on the leaves, like grimaces.
Are these people afraid of the rocks or the plants?
Jing Hengbo thought of the leader rolling down the cliff with himself, and thought of his method of sticking to the mountain wall, and he realized something in his heart.
She stretched out her hand, and a large tuft of that kind of grass in the crevice of the mountain had reached three feet in front of her.
She didn't touch it with her hands, and she didn't dare to touch everything in this valley with her skin.
The leader in the gray mist suddenly raised his head, saw something in front of her, his eyes froze, and suddenly let out a low whistle, and his figure flashed.
However, when he rushed to the position where Jing Hengbo was standing just now, he could no longer see Jing Hengbo's figure, and when he raised his head again, he saw a slender figure at a high place, bent down and smiled at him, and then threw his hands away.
The Grimace Grass turned into countless debris and fell all over the sky.
"retreat!"
The leader made a rough sound, and the shadows who were still abusing people stopped suddenly.
As soon as they looked up, they saw a rain of grimaces and flowers all over the sky.
There was no need to greet them a second time, these people made strange calls one after another, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Come and go without a trace like a ghost, the valley is empty in an instant, and the fog is slowly fading away.
Some of the titled lieutenants were still frantically waving their weapons in the air—the enemy suddenly disappeared, and they were vaguely shadowed in the mist, as if their terrifying shadows still remained.
It took a while for them to realize that the enemy was gone. They gasped and covered their wounds. They raised their weapons and looked around blankly. More people fell to the ground. After the tension and fear passed, they felt the pain of the wounds.
"Ghost! Ghost!" Someone yelled, unable to understand why the enemy suddenly appeared and disappeared, and this place called Death Valley, where did the enemy come from?
"Who was it just now!" Someone shouted angrily, clenching the weapon in his hand.
More people stared vigilantly at the people around them—the enemy came from behind just now, and the attack was like lightning. But ordinary people in Tianhui Valley cannot survive, and everyone knows that there is no one in the valley, so the one who did it is not his comrade, who is it?
Almost instantly, an atmosphere of suspicion, fear and anxiety enveloped the twenty or thirty people. The comrades who had been fighting back to back just now suddenly became monsters hiding in the gray mist, ready to deal a fatal blow to their backs at any time.
"Old Chang." Someone gasped, "Why did you target me with that knife just now?"
"Fart!" Old Chang cursed with a red face, "I'm facing that shadow! He's right behind me!"
"It's strange that you have eyes behind your back." Someone sneered.
"Then why did you greet the top of my head when you slashed Tianling furiously earlier?"
"Nonsense! What I split was clearly a shadow! He's in your direction!"
"Yes, shadow, who knows who this shadow is? Maybe it's me, maybe it's him, maybe it's you?"
"Blood spitting, you..."
"Yo, you drew your sword, who is it for? Come on! I would rather die in front of my face than be killed behind my back!"
"Who do you say is murdering someone behind the scenes!"
…
The quarrel became more and more intense, the atmosphere became more and more intense, and the murderous intent became more and more fierce. At first, there was only one clang of the sword being drawn, but after that, the clang of the sword became continuous. Suspiciousness and fear of human nature, catalyzed by the gray mist and a group of shadows in Death Valley in the early morning, are also released silently like gray poisonous mist, covering everyone's heads, turning into the smiling face of death, looking down ferociously.
Bloodshed and infighting are on the verge of breaking out.
On the top of the head, there was a smug smile.
The laughter was light, but it sounded like thunder to everyone's ears at this moment.
"who!"
There was no answer, but a dark green rain of debris was scattered on the mountain wall.
Everyone thought it was a hidden weapon, so they retreated or brandished their weapons one after another, but found that the debris was just debris, harmless, and they gathered together in embarrassment. Some people looked at the green leaves, and suddenly exclaimed, saying: "This debris, we also saw it before. Pass!"
Everyone nodded—some people still had the previous debris on their faces, but they were flustered after escaping and didn't pay attention. At this moment, they were reminded by the second wave of debris, and then they remembered that it was after such a bunch of grass blade debris. , those shadows disappear.
When everyone raised their heads, they saw a fluttering robe on the middle of the mountain.
"Who is your Excellency? What advice do you have? Please don't play tricks!" Someone shouted.
Jing Hengbo looked at the group of people below with a smile.
She can explain her rescue just now, but what can she get if she says it now? Just some understatement thanks.
If the heart is not dead, it will be useless to pull it hard.
"I came to see you looking for death." She smiled on top.
The people below were all angry, but because the doubts in their hearts did not flare up, one of them reluctantly cupped his fists and said: "I also ask you to teach me, what do you mean courting death?"
"Have you seen these grasses?" Jing Hengbo pointed to the grass clippings, "These things drove away those assassins just now. However, if I save you once, I cannot save you for the rest of your life. There are many crises in the depths of the valley. How long can a group of cannon fodder live?" ?”
"Are you provoking?" Those people were displeased, and some people shouted: "Are you sure it was an assassin just now? There is obviously no living person in this valley!"
"Who could have caused so much harm to you all just now?" Jing Hengbo sneered.
Everyone was silent, and deep in their hearts, they didn't want to believe that it was their own robes that attacked them.
Thinking about it this way, everyone's expressions became much better, a tall man stood up, cupped his fists to thank Jing Hengbo, and said: "Please tell me, brother, why do you say that I am looking for death when I wait to explore the way?"
"Tell me first, why are you sent here for this operation? The title captain is a Kanglong elite, a future general, so many come here at once, does Cheng Gumo insert you all around like green onions?"
"Your Excellency seems to be very familiar with Kang Longjun." The tall man was silent for a while, and said, "You are our savior. There are some things I don't want to hide from you. The title captain is a special existence of Kang Longjun. Once you get the title, you belong to the national teacher directly. It is no longer under the jurisdiction of the Chengdu Superintendent. It is different from the Kanglong Army in terms of organizational system, treatment and even the camp. However, the National Teacher has a lot of opportunities every day, and has no arrangements for us, and we have been wandering outside the Kanglong Army for a long time. There is a gap in the camp. Originally, we were all looking forward to returning to Kanglong as soon as possible as a full-time captain. task, you can submit it to the national teacher and turn us into full-time school captains."
"Don't you know that Sky Ash Valley is dangerous?" Jing Hengbo flicked his fingers, "Although the title captain is detached and embarrassing, but after a few years, there is always a chance to become a full-time captain, which is better than going to Sky Ash Valley , even lost your life, okay?"
"What are you talking about!" the man frowned, "Although the Sky Ash Valley is dangerous, it is just a valley with a bit of poisonous fog and swamps, and at most there are a few strange beasts. We have already taken the antidote, so we Can’t even solve such a small valley? The so-called cannon fodder of the pathfinder, don’t mention it!”
"Huh." Jing Hengbo's eyes widened, and he said strangely, "Well, even if the valley is depicted as not so dangerous, but you, as a titled captain, have a noble status, and you were sent to explore the road in the first batch, and you became an orphan instead. Don’t you think it’s strange that the soldiers of the Seven Colors Battalion of Mo’s lineage arranged to support you?”
"That's because we are strong and good enough!" The man said coldly, "Although we are grateful for your life-saving grace, you must not provoke! The governor is not that kind of person! As we are, he will not Do that to us!"
Jing Hengbo smiled and propped his chin, thinking that Gu Mo's brainwashing is very powerful, very powerful, but do these people really have no lumps in their hearts? There is no lump as to shout so loudly? Is this scolding my sister or cheering myself up?
"Okay, okay, you are awesome, you are excellent, so who will you send if you are not sent to find the way?" She smiled and waved her hand, "Then, continue your awesome wayfinding, goodbye!"
"Who is your Excellency..." The man hadn't finished shouting, but her figure had disappeared. Everyone looked up, all with horror, and someone murmured: "We have been staring at it, why suddenly disappeared, don't you?" This is also a ghost..."
Everyone shivered, looking around the misty, lifeless valley, suddenly felt that this valley might not be as easy to deal with as the governor said, and what the man said just now might not be completely unreasonable...
Could it be that it was really sold?
"Don't think so much." The tall man bandaged the wound on his body, and said solemnly, "Don't forget, the governor didn't let us come, we wanted to come because we issued a military order!"
One sentence silenced everyone, and gradually a silent sigh sounded.
That's right, a military order has been issued, if it doesn't succeed, it will be a benevolence.
The front convenience is really dead, and I can only bite the bullet and walk through it.
"Let's go."
A group of people had lost their vigor and walked towards the valley more carefully.
In a flash, Jing Hengbo appeared behind them, his eyes rolling.
Military order?
Very good!
…
Although the shadows did not reappear after that, the road was extremely difficult to walk, almost every step was a swamp, and the color of the swamp was like fog, making it hard to distinguish. It took the title captains more than half an hour to enter the middle of the valley. While walking in a small swamp, because of the special suction in the swamp, he also lost a seriously injured companion.
Of course, there were many discoveries along the way, indeed, the more they went in, the more reserves there were. When they walked to the middle, they found a possible soft iron mine, and made an obvious mark there. As for the various strange herbs and plants that they saw along the way, they all picked them with special equipment, and marked those that couldn't fit in the rucksack, were especially precious and couldn't be picked casually.
This valley has been uninhabited for many years, and its reserves are particularly rich. Not long after, everyone was full of loads, and decided not to pick any more, but to find the legendary important mineral deposit first.
Jing Hengbo followed behind all the way, and did not pick them with great effort, but only picked some very important things that Yeluqi told her. She focused more on the changes in those plants.
She found that under the rocks, there was a kind of light blue plant that was almost moss, with the ghost face grass that frightened ghosts growing on it, and it grew particularly luxuriantly, far surpassing other places. Next to these light blue moss-like plants, there is always a kind of black inconspicuous grass, because it is inconspicuous, and because the title captains are full of preoccupations, there are many people with mixed hands, and no one has noticed any mystery in it.
However, Jing Hengbo noticed that there were slip marks everywhere. On the rocks and swamps, it seemed that those shadows were practicing that kind of weird body skills nearby. There are inevitably marks, but there are no marks beside the light blue moss.
But the black grass next to the light blue moss, the grass heads were all cut off.
A closed valley will form an independent ecosystem. There must be a lot of poisonous fog in this kind of poisonous valley, and the so-called all things have their own mutual generation and mutual restraint. Within three steps of poisonous weeds, there must be an antidote.
The shadows are obviously the people who have survived in the valley. These people must know the safety and dangers in the valley the most. Then, is this light blue moss-like plant one of the important sources of the poisonous fog in the valley? And the black grass whose head has been pinched off is the antidote to restrain the poisonous fog in the valley?
Jing Hengbo no longer took any strange medicines, and began to concentrate on collecting those black grasses.
The title captains paid the price of another corpse and found a black steel mine. When they found that mine, they had already begun to weaken. Everyone stopped cheering and just stared at the corpse in silence—the fellow Pao died in a sneak attack, but it was not the shadows before, but a claw that suddenly appeared, smashed his head to pieces with one claw, and then disappeared. Everyone only saw a colorful animal shadow, the color made people feel nervous, and they didn't have the courage to chase it out.
How many such ghosts and monsters are there? What kind of ash valley are they facing?
At this moment, thinking about the understatement of the Chengdu Governor's sentence "It's a bit poisonous, there may be beasts, it's a bit dangerous, but the so-called terrible is mostly based on rumors", and the chills in everyone's hearts are even heavier.
To make matters worse, after an hour was about to pass, everyone felt physically weak, dizzy, and gradually faltered. These warriors knew clearly in their hearts that they were poisoned.
The so-called antidote is indeed a lie.
But at this moment, they had already gone deep into the valley. Under this condition and physical strength, it would also take an hour to walk back. They couldn't hold on and went out of the valley before the poison came out.
Can only go forward.
But there are more than hundreds of plants in the valley, most of them are poisonous, who knows which one is the antidote? And the further you go in, the thicker the poisonous mist, and the faster you die.
This is a dead end.
These four words flashed through everyone's mind, and when they raised their heads, they saw the darker sky.
In this Poison Valley, even the snow outside cannot float in, and death here is nothing but rotting corpses and bones that nourish the grass roots.
Thousands of enemies across the battlefield died here silently, which is a shame that soldiers cannot accept.
"Let's go." After burying another body in the same robe, the tall man wiped his sweat and walked in front.
"Aren't we looking for an antidote..." Someone said softly.
"Let's find the gold mine first. This is what they value most. Find that, let off fireworks, and they rush in to meet them. Only then can we get the antidote and go back with support. If we find the antidote by ourselves, we will die in all likelihood. .” The tall man had a very clear mind.
"The governor said that when the gold mine is found, the Kanglong army can get 1% of the output, and can equip the brothers with better armor. We can also work hard for our comrades. There is nothing wrong with it." Someone was cheering the team up. .
Everyone followed silently.
Before they had walked a few steps, they heard a cheer in front of them, the voice was high-pitched and full of excitement.
"I found it! I found it! I found a gold mine, hahahaha! Hahahaha, the first one to find it yields 1 out of 10, hahahaha!"
The laughter was unrestrained, and everyone recognized that voice was that lonely beast master who had found the gold mine first.
But then his next sentence made everyone change color—the one who finds the gold mine first, gets one out of ten? Isn't it the one in a hundred that the governor said?
Where did the other nine percent go?
After thinking about it for a while, I realized that being cheated and the tricks involved.
The idol collapsed in an instant.
"Damn!" A titled school captain slammed down the gold mask covering his face, "Liars! They are all liars! Why are we so crazy, we were tricked into working our lives!"
"Tricked! We shouldn't have come to the valley!"
"The governor lied to us! How could he do it all in the army! A Cheng, you saved his life under Pei Shu!"
Despair and anger, like the suspicion and fear before, quickly enveloped this group of elites again.
"Stop talking!" The same tall man said, his voice was cold and hard, "When you have time to complain, why don't you hurry up and find the antidote! Since there are people alive in this valley, there must be antidote grass, look carefully!"
Everyone dispersed to look for medicine, and someone began to mutter: "Where did that kid who seemed to know everything go?"
Before the sound fell, they heard a scream.
The screams were also sharp and scary, full of panic and despair, unlike human voices.
Everyone couldn't help trembling, and looked at each other in horror—the one who was terrified was not the screams, but the one who screamed, it turned out to be the beast master who laughed just now!
That guy's voice was ugly and very discerning, and everyone could hear it.
what happened?
Just now, he happily found a gold mine and made a fortune, but he made this sound of dying in the blink of an eye?
Everyone was on alert immediately—did those weird shadows appear again? They all quickly grabbed their weapons and stared at the thick fog ahead without blinking.
A figure rushed out of the thick fog in front of him, with his hands facing the sky, blood dripping from his hands, half of his body was blood-stained, his description was cruel!
Sure enough, it was the beast master.
After he rushed out a few steps, he stepped into a swamp in front of him in a panic, and threw himself on the swamp. There was a blood hole on his back, and blood gushed out, instantly turning the swamp around him red.
Everyone looked at him in awe as he struggled powerlessly on the swamp, like a giant maggot, stained with **** mud, and finally rolled more and more weakly, became heavier and heavier, and sank.
At the last moment, the Beast Master cast his eyes on the crowd standing there, his empty eyes were full of shock, despair, remorse and bewilderment...
The black hole-like eyes were finally slowly submerged by the mud.
Everyone stood dumbfounded, the despair-like eyes in front of them, and his voice of laughter and ecstasy from before were constantly intertwined and impacted, and everyone's hearts were chilled by the impact.
Everyone turned their eyes to the vast gray mist.
There seems to be no end there, behind the gray fog like the gate of hell, what is hiding? what happened?
After the gray fog, Jing Hengbo was slowly wiping his hands in the direction the beast master rushed out.
Blood was stained on her hands, and the dagger was also stained with blood. She slowly wiped it off with grass blades.
The blood belonged to the beast master.
The ecstasy of a person when he succeeds is enough to lower his vigilance. At that time, she flashed down the mountain wall and stabbed the man in the back with a knife.
He was going to die anyway, and the antidote was about to take effect.
The blood spurted out and soaked the fuse of the fireworks on the ground, which the beast master was going to use to notify the outsiders to respond.
Jing Hengbo kicked the fireworks into the swamp.
There is no need to inform the goblins, the valleys, swamps, herbs, and mines here are all contracted by President Jing.
The large gold-seeking beasts and the group of small beasts used to explore the way had already run away in shock, but the gold-seeking beasts have natural instincts, and there must be mineral deposits where they go. Jing Hengbo didn't chase after them, but just took note of the direction silently .
Then she made a mark on this seemingly ordinary place.
Just as the mark was made, she suddenly heard the sound of the wind behind her. The feeling of stirring the air flow was very familiar. Without raising her head, her figure flashed and went straight up the mountain wall.
She stood firmly on the mountain wall, looked down, and sure enough, the group of shadows appeared again.
It was a sneak attack before, but this time it was an ambush, and it was time to share the spoils.
When the group of shadows slid across the mountain wall below her, the first person looked up at her. Through the gray fog, she still saw the black and white eyes of the other person.
She was slightly surprised in her heart—what beautiful eyes!
Through the gray mist and the muddy chaos, one can still see the clarity of those eyes, and a part of the eyes can be so clear and elegant, like the moonlight.
Those eyes were fleeting, and in the next moment, chaotic shadows flew, and he led people into the group of unlucky titled captains.
Jing Hengbo bit the grassroots, wondering if these people have old enemies? It really has a taste of immortality.
The fog below was turbulent, and the scene just now was repeated. Even if he was prepared, the titled lieutenant, who was at the end of his battle, was still no match for these shadows who relied on the right time, place and people.
Some of them learned how to be good, and learned to use the grimacing grass to try to drive away the enemy, but this time it didn't work. The opponent's body was covered with a layer of light green and shiny silt, and they didn't care about the grass anymore.
The blood spurted vertically and horizontally again like lines. The weapons used by the shadows seemed to be homemade, a kind of extremely hard plant thorns, the wounds caused were very thin, and the blood came out in a line.
The strong wind raged, phantoms flew, roars and blood hit the rocks in waves, shaking the entire center of the valley as if shaking.
Jing Hengbo's legs were hanging by the side of the rock, shaking and shaking.
She is still waiting. The roar below is still full of energy.
The title captains are desperate.
The body is poisoned, there is no hope of antidote, no one responds, cannon fodder explores the way, the enemy is like a ghost, the governor deceives... All these setbacks, like the scars on the body, one after another, each is a serious injury that can destroy the fighting spirit.
They are no longer fighting individually, they have already reunited, back to back, ready to make a final desperate fight with this group of **** shadows.
The tall man slashed out with a knife, and sent a shadow in front of him flying three feet away. The wind of the knife split a small swamp in front of him, making a mark about a foot deep, and the mark reached the end of the swamp like lightning. of dashi, crushed.
On the cliff, Jing Hengbo suddenly sat up, his eyes lit up.
Master!
The skill displayed in the near-death situation is extraordinary!
The roar resounded through the valley.
"Soldiers would rather die in a hundred battles than fall into the mud and walk with ghosts! Brothers! With death! With blood! Defend my reputation!"
"Death! Blood! Defend my reputation!"
The roar shook the swamp like it was trembling slightly, opening countless tiny cracks.
There was a silence in the valley, and then someone laughed wildly.
"Hahahahahaha... prestige! Kanglong prestige! I haven't heard these two words for so many years! It really is you!"
This voice actually came from among the group of shadows. The voice was stagnant and stiff at first, as if it had not been spoken for a long time, but it became fluent when speaking, especially when it came to the word "Kanglong", it was fierce and full of murderous intent.
The voice was carefully distinguished, and it was also very clear and pleasant to hear. The person who spoke seemed to be young at all.
As soon as he made a sound, those shadows suddenly stopped, and they were vaguely shaped in the gray mist, gradually tracing their outlines.
Jing Hengbo gasped.
It was only at this time that I saw these people clearly, they were not quite human anymore, everyone was so thin, like a piece of paper. The skin around him was gray, and only the eyes were black and white. Long hands and long feet, slender, looks like the body shape that can only be created after rolling in the swamp for a long time.
"Look at the Kanglong army, you seem to be a titled captain? Haha, a titled captain came in to die, but let me wait!" It was the leader who spoke, he seemed to be the youngest of all, with the most articulate and clear mind The quickest reaction, he slid out of the group of shadows with a giggling smile, and with a flick of his face, he was in front of the group of titled captains, raised his hand and pointed, "Well, Cheng Gumo's subordinate?"
Although this person has been reduced to this point, his natural demeanor is still superior to others. The casual and condescending gesture of that finger seems to be a habit that has been deeply rooted in his bones. The titled lieutenants are also figures who command thousands of troops, and they subconsciously took a step back under his finger.
The only one who did not retreat was the tall man, the gold silk mask remained motionless, his hand was resting on the handle of the knife, and his voice sounded stern, "Who is your Excellency? It seems that I have a feud with Kanglong? No matter what the past is, just make a move!"
"Holidays?" the man repeated, "Holidays? Hahahaha."
He suddenly laughed wildly again, there was no sorrow or anger in the laughter, but coldness, the dense fog suddenly rolled around quickly, tearing up large pieces randomly, as if invisible hands were tearing the world apart. Countless pieces of grass rolled up with mud and flew upside down, hit the rocks on all sides, and brushed the cheeks of the title captains, leaving a bloodstain.
When he was angry, he seemed to have the power of heaven and earth, and the title captains took a step back in shock.
"Festival? No, no, you Kang Longjun are not worthy to have a festival with me." He slid a few steps hastily, like a big man pacing in a rich hall, with his head held high, "Cheng Gumo barely counts as one. Mingcheng Does that little **** count? Well, since she’s a bitch, of course she doesn’t. Gong Yin counts as one... well, it’s Gong Yin!”
Jing Hengbo was startled.
For so long, it was the first time she heard someone mention Gong Yin in such a wild and contemptuous tone.
Gong Yin is the God of the Great Wilderness, and enjoys the respect of the world. Yeluqi is equal to him, and has never belittled him. His enemies may hate or envy him, but they never dare to insult or despise him, because they despise such an opponent. will prove their ignorance.
Is this boy young and ignorant, or is he really confident?
"Who are you?" The title captains seemed shocked by this man's arrogance and asked loudly.
"Don't you know your old friends?" He laughed loudly, turned his head and said to the shadows behind him, "Look, they don't know us anymore!"
The shadows were silent, but there was a dignified sense of grief and indignation, quietly dissipating.
"They don't know us anymore!" He was still laughing, and the laughter became louder and louder, "It's only been a few years, and the old acquaintances who have fought life and death don't know us anymore!"
"Old opponents who fought to the death, don't know us anymore!"
"This magnificent and rich gold department doesn't recognize us!"
"This whole Great Wilderness doesn't recognize us anymore!"
"Maybe when we find a mirror and take a look, we don't know ourselves anymore!"
The more you laugh, the more you laugh, the more desolate you are. The sharp laughter in the whole valley is stirring, piercing out the resentment and hatred that have accumulated for several years like a sword. .
Jing Hengbo only felt that the air was tight, and so was his heart. There was too much resentment and hatred in that voice, which was as heavy as the mud below, making it unbearable.
"You don't remember how many lives my gun took from you back then." He opened his arms and smiled.
"Back then, your spider webs tried to find out my secrets countless times, you don't remember." He laughed.
"Back then, your bee stings organized thirteen assassinations against me, you don't remember." He sneered.
"Back then, your mole once dug a tunnel under my handsome tent, you don't remember."
"Back then, you lost three games in a row under my command. You lost your soul and fled. If Gong Yin hadn't gone to the city to supervise the battle, you would have lost the fourth game. You don't remember."
"Back then, I stepped into the Gumo Camp at night with my sword. Thirty-six school captains formed an array to block it, and eleven of them died. In the end, I pierced one man's chest with a sword, and pierced the sword into Cheng Gumo's left chest. If it weren't for the army A traitor appeared in the movie, and Gong Yin used countermeasures to make me fall short. I would not be betrayed by my own people, captured, abolished martial arts, thrown into death row, paraded in the streets, bitten by people who don't know the truth, and thrown into the sky. Gu...all of you don’t remember any of this!”