第七十章(2 / 2)

thevillageagain，whereallthosesoulgasstone

therearemanystonesoulgas

twoblackhascometothepeoplearound，noroarandpostureanaxefromtoptobottomisabouttosplitthemanandhishorseintoatwoandahalf，twoblackisalsoveryhatethemaninfrontofme.

abnormalthingsouttherewillbeademon，hehowsocool!

themansuddenlyfellapot，andthenflyfromthegrounduptoagroupofblackworms，atthesametime，hejumpedfromhishorseandtookapotfromthewaistanditbrokeintwoblackfeet.

butthismomenttwoblackaxehastakenthebullhelmetmountcutsoffdirectlyfromthewaist，thegutsofinstantaneousflowwithahorse，thehorseafterdisconnectingunderbustlegsstillpushthetwoscenesbloodyexception，onthegroundappearedagroupofblackbugs，theylikeattractedflydirectlytocomeover，twoblacklikeknowsevere，andturnedtoleave，buthethosebugstooclosetothe，havenotimeinbehindthem.

somewormsattachtohisneck，wheretheropebeforele，wigglingtheiryoufightmeandnear，therearesomebugsbegantobackhismeat.

twoblackshoutapain，ihaveneverheardhimcryofpain，soevenifthebodywitharrowshedidn‘tutteracry，hewasastonishedabnormalatthemomentthesebugs，1ofpahimaslaponhisneck，andallofasuddendeathabigblackbug.

butthatseemstobeintrouble，thezergairunderwhatsuddenlylikebecomeablackbeltdashedstraighttohisneckhere.

atthistimefromtheoutsideintoagroupofinfantry，thesepeoplecameinandinlinewithourcome，nottothefrontofdumpedadarkmass，itcrashedonus，foraninstant，ican‘tseethelineofsightofeyesisadenseblackfly...

doubleyellowegg，icouldn‘tseeliuguanjiashoutedtohimthedirection，onlythistimealsocanregardthevillageandthehouse

butthosecanopyofflyinginsectsthatfirealmostburnedhalf，thankstothegreengirlshe‘sreallygood，togetthedoubleyelloweggfirstburnoutofdeadforestspython，nowputtheseunknownbutlettwoblackblackfliesandburnedtodeath，fearisreallythankyouverymuch.

bythelightisawtwoblacklookwrong，histwoeyesissuffusedwithgreen，graduallystartferociousface.

poisoning!

therestwithoutbeingburnedflyinginsectsdescendedorbees，whattheylikebyabnormalobjectsattractnotdesperatelyontwoblackfly，especiallyhisneckposition(thecowhelmetmangoodpoison)flamesliuguanjiatheyhavealreadybeensurrounded，hethoughthecavalrymartialartsandcooperateareverygood，butnowtheaveragepersontofaceeightsiege，fromtimetotimesomeoneundertheknifeinthebackorthearrowoffinlokma，wasadowaisjustamatteroftime.

kickhimipointedtothenexttothestableofwells，andheunderstandswhatimeantoruntothewells，theblackbugwithbehindhimbacktothepast，buthisbodyistoobigoryoucangetdownintothewell.

isawthemanofcattlehelmetpervioustolightthelighttotwoblackeyes，hismountshavebeenchoppeddowndeadtwoblack，atthemomentthathewascarryingknivesbendovertothekingwithtwoblacksideup.

smokedmyeyestears，couldnothelpbutwanttocough，thatguywiththatteammobbedtheinfantrytotwoblack，isawhimfromthewaistpulledalikeaflute，triedtoputinmouthtoblow，justasmokechokinghedidn‘tblowintocoughing，isubconsciouslyfeelthatsomethingrelatedtopoisoninthetwoblack.

it‘sapitythatthereisnostrongwindbows，otherwisethisdistancethisguycanwin，icrawledtowardshisside，iheardliuguanjiapainshoutavoice，don‘tknowheisalsoacrisisoverthere，myspeedisgettingcloserandclosertohim，theguycoughedandcoveringhernoseandmouth，morecan‘tseehim，behindhimareallthosepeoplewaitingforhisinstructions，earslistentoplop1behind，iturnedtoseethetwoblackfelltotheground，thebodycoveredwithmanythosebugs.

ijumpandknifefirstcuttheman‘skneesofcattlehelmet，thenjumpedupshort，pointediswortharoundhisneck(can‘tkillhim，twoblackpoisonedlethimtakeouttheantidote，sayhekilledsomanymen，hismenmustputourchaossworddismemberedthe)

callthemtostop，igrabbedhishelmetswordintohisneckpressure，reallywanttocuthisneckdirectly.

calledyoustop，takeoutyourantidotetomyteethsaid，andhedidn‘treplytheinfantrymovementallaroundtosavepeople，theyweretootightformybloodtotheheadinsideandpullitisrunningout，don‘tstopyouburiedtous.

stepbackwardbetterundertheinfantry，therobberswerestopattackingonhorsebacktotheside，iseeliuguanjiaahandwascutoff，theblooddriponhorseback，heshooktheone-handedswordbutinstrongsupport.

calledyoudismountputdowntheweapon，cattlehelmetmannotquietasdeath，it‘snotlikethefirsttimeisawhemyhandmovetocutdeep.

doasshesays...

coloringthesoundofapieceofmetaltotheground，theseinfantryaroundwiththosewhoareimmediatelydroppedweapon，liuguanjiateammatesaroundtoholdhiminthepast.

hepointedtomyside，therearetwoplayersonhorsebacktoguardoneithersideofme，onewithweaponsatthesametimealsoisworthincattlehelmetafteraman‘sheart.

packupmybusydaggerbegantosearchhisbody，inhissidewhereyouputthebambooflutehasaleatherpurse，ifirstofftherootfluteundertheirfeet，pawiththeirfeettramplebad，estimatesthatisnotwhatgoodthings，butthathewaschokingsmokealsodon‘tknowtowhatthings，whenthetimecomesyounoway.

sureenough，thereisabambootubeinthebag，ipulledoutadaggerpoofintohisthigh(infrontoftheworldintothepathofmagic，itwillstillbeaffectedbysome，buttousecompassionsacrificefamilyandpeerenemydeadbroke.

byitslightiseemowrittenonbambootubeworms.