Zhi Qier frowned, looked at Mu Ziyun indifferently, and said: "You once said that you know that we are thinking of various ways to kill you, but you don't think it is wrong, do you? Thank you , This makes my heart feel a lot more relaxed. I don’t want to kill anyone. I’m sorry, but for the sake of ‘Zhu Rong’s Son’, you’d better be reincarnated as soon as possible.”/p
"So what if I'm poisoned." Mu Ziyun's body that had just straightened up bent down again, "What can a mere childish fire do to me?"/p
The fat shopkeeper smiled and said: "The poison you have been poisoned is cold and vicious, and it is the most effective against Yang Qi. The thunder and fire in your body are so mingled that there is almost no room for Yin Qi. Therefore, your poisoning will become more and more serious, and the thunder and fire Yang Qi will If you don't believe it, you can turn it into a fire body and try it."/p
Mu Ziyun frowned and thought to himself, but his body did not weaken. On the contrary, his legs became even more difficult to support his body. It seemed that the fat shopkeeper was not lying. The thunder and fire power in Mu Ziyun's body was probably temporarily unusable. /p
The fat shopkeeper continued: "I know that you have used thunder and fire techniques and your own martial arts skills are also very high, but this poison also has an effect on human muscles. Hahaha, it is useless to say more. You must understand that today the 'Xia' meeting ends, That’ll be fine.”/p
Fang Tianmu's eyes were blurry. He held the black knife "Great Destruction" to support himself and used energy to try to remove the toxins in his body. Unexpectedly, the bird's carapace on his head was finally forced to the last layer of film. With more strength, I'm afraid it will be pierced by the power of the golden shell. /p
The fat shopkeeper said to him: "Young Master Fang, don't move. That golden shell is very powerful, but it is a treasure handed down from generation to generation by my nobleman Wang Bin."/p
"What!" Mu Ziyun glared over. /p
"Haha, thousands of years ago, the Lu family attacked Wang Bin's imperial city and took away countless treasures from our clan. I didn't expect that these treasures would fall into the hands of the Guatan clan and be used on Shaoxia Fang by mistake. God is helping me. "The fat shopkeeper pointed around and said: "Mu Ziyun, look at these people. The people standing in the first circle are the members of the 'Son of Zhu Rong' tribe. Every one of them wants you to die, and the ones further out are the Guatan tribe. People from the main tribe, I believe they will not help you. Firstly, they are exhausted and all they do is to keep the 'sons of Zhurong'. Secondly, you have killed thousands of others, and they will not be able to help you. You must still be helping us. Even if you have three heads and six arms, I don’t see how you can survive today!”/p
Li Yuanming shouted: "Kill this plague god first!"/p
Three or four figures fell down in response. Without using flames, they all held sharp knives and stabbed Mu Ziyun in the chest. The fire beads and thunder souls were affected by Mu Ziyun's body, and each had a large amount of energy weakened. They cuddled next to Mu Ziyun. Block the attack for him. /p
Mu Ziyun's face turned darker and darker, numbness surged down his kneecaps, and soon his body became paralyzed as if he had been amputated. Relying on the remaining energy of the fire beads and thunder souls, Mu Ziyun barely floated into the air and shouted to everyone: "We can't all die here! Every one of them can escape!"/p
Hu Zi lay on the ground dully, and even the sound of his heartbeat could not be caught. It seems that he drank too much wine, was deeply poisoned, and his body became fragile due to the long-term lack of cold stone, which made him unconscious. . /p
"I want to leave!" Li Yuanming swooped forward, inserted two daggers into Mu Ziyun's back at the same time, pressed Mu Ziyun down from the air, pressed his knees against Mu Ziyun's spine, and locked him tightly. /p
Mu Ziyun shouted: "What are you waiting for! Kite, take Huzi away, tell him there is no need to avenge me, and let him return to Huzhou quickly!"/p
"Wood!" Kite howled sadly, used three vines to pull up Huzi, and rushed out with all his strength. The people of "Zhurong's Son" were all focused on Muziyun and did not stop him. On the contrary, it was the more peripheral members of the Guatan clan who drove the puppets up. /p
Wangxiang stood in front of Kite, but Tan Changming had too many puppets to resist him, and the two of them were forcibly separated within a few breaths. Wangxiang tried his best to return to Kite, but he just left a loophole for the enemy and was hit hundreds of times. /p
When Kite saw Wang Xiang's appearance, he felt very distressed and cried: "Xiang! I promise that I won't die. You don't have to come over now. Just leave quickly. Promise me that you will survive!"/p
Wangxiang seemed to hear the cry of the kite. His heart had always had emotions and colors because of the kite. Now, he could not protect his goddess. For the first time, he hated himself for not being bad enough, evil enough, or strong enough! /p
Wangxiang shouted in the crowd of puppets: "You can't die! You die! I will kill everyone in the world!" Then he rushed to Tan Changming with all his strength, and was penetrated by more than ten wounds on his body. He forced Tan Changming to flee west, and A large number of puppets were forced to leave the kite and bite towards Wangxiang. /p
Fang Tianmu wanted to save Mu Ziyun, but the moment he used his energy, the bird's back armor failed, and the golden shell occupied his mind again, and he fainted. And Du Xiaoyue frantically pushed away the enemies around Fang Tianmu. Although her strength was very little, she carried Fang Tianmu on her back and ran as hard as she could. She even left the ground. It turned out to be a fire bead. A layer of fire was created around it, and the two of them flew two hundred feet away. /p
The fire bead didn't want to leave its master, so it naturally flew back. Two hundred feet later, Du Xiaoyue ran with Fang Tianmu on her back, followed by the "son of Zhu Rong" and the Guatan tribe who were chasing him at the same time. /p
The kite flew very fast in the jungle. She drank very little wine, but she was also poisoned. She could only barely escape. She did not dare to look back. She knew that once she turned back, if she saw Mu Ziyun dead, she might go crazy. , just like last time, unknowingly, the instinct deep in her heart that wanted "Mu Ziyun to die" became weaker and weaker. Finally, after dozens of steps, she turned around with tears streaming down her face, He said to himself: "You damn piece of wood, you can only die in my hands! Don't expect to be freed early!"/p
Just as he was about to go back, the tiger in his arms shuddered in pain and immediately woke up the kite. The kite looked at the tiger sadly, bit his lip, turned around, and fled deep into the mountains. /p
I don’t know how long he ran away, maybe four or five miles, but the poison in Kite’s body became toxic, and he lost all consciousness and fell to the ground. Then, the puppets who were chasing them slashed at the two people on the ground. /p
Looking back at Mu Ziyun, more than a dozen people surrounded him. He was still lying on the ground, with two daggers stuck in his back. He had an unknown number of pairs of feet, and they kicked his head, shoulders, and back violently. . /p
A young man kicked Mu Ziyun on the head and gritted his teeth and said: "It's all because of you! Who do you think you are! If it weren't for you, my brother would not die! Why should I listen to your orders! Why!"/p
Mu Ziyun's face sank into the soil, his body was limp, and he didn't know whether he was dead or not. /p
Zhi Qier pushed everyone hard and shouted: "Kill him and it will be over, why bother humiliating him anymore!" But the tribesmen could not stop until they vented their anger. /p
Someone grabbed Mu Ziyun's hair and lifted it up. Mu Ziyun was as weak as a piece of dead meat hooked up by an iron hook. /p
Someone said: "Look! He's still breathing!" Then someone came up and punched and kicked him. /p
The fat shopkeeper pulled Zhi Qier over and asked, "I've done what I should do, what about Lu Bang?"/p
Zhi Qier replied: "Don't worry, shopkeeper Wang Bin, when Lu Bang invades Feping City, it will be the day he returns home."/p
"That's good, that's good." The fat shopkeeper turned and left, not wanting to have anything to do with these naive women. /p
Poor Lu Bang was really killed by his most trusted Li Laoqin after he invaded Feping City. The noble Wang Bin took advantage of this opportunity to win over people's hearts and won the army. Even if the people in the world refused to accept it, the situation was already established. Of course, this It’s all a matter of course. /p
Mu Ziyun was beaten extremely miserably. Someone opened his eyes and found that he was still conscious. Li Yuanming put him in a kneeling position, took a white knife, and made the final cut. /p
Mu Ziyun's lips opened and closed, and Zhi Qier felt compassion in her heart. She leaned over and listened to his last words. She only heard him say weakly: "If I don't die, I will definitely eat the 'Son of Zhu Rong' alive."/p
Zhi Qier straightened up, frowned, sighed and said, "Don't meet us again in the next life."/p
Mu Ziyun stared at the sky. His eyelids were so swollen that everything he saw was blurry. He kept saying in his heart: "I don't want to die. I really don't want to die. Please help me."/p
There was a crisp sound of wind, and a human head rolled to the ground. The body fell to the ground and stopped moving. /p
Li Yuanming clenched the white knife, breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered: "Just die."/p
Someone said: "My head has fallen off, how can I not die?"/p
Li Yuanming was still worried, so he leaned over and touched the increasingly cold body, nodded and said: "It's not a clone, it's really dead." As he straightened up, he said doubtfully: "But I always feel uneasy in my heart."/p
Finally someone said: "Huh? Why is there no blood?"/p
"That's right!" Everyone slapped their foreheads and said, "This head has been chopped off, so there is no blood coming from the neck."/p
Everyone looked at Mu Ziyun's body carefully and confirmed that it was undoubtedly a corpse, but how could there be no blood. After dozens of breaths, the corpse finally bled, but it turned out to be black blood. /p
Everyone was startled, Zhi Qier covered her eyes and said in fear: "This person, this person must be an evil thing."/p
"It stinks!" The black blood exuded a pungent smell, and the corpse gradually began to change, and began to gradually decompose into pieces, floating towards the sky like black snow. /p
The people of the "Evil Things and Evil Things" tribe were all frightened, fearing that they were infected with evil spirits. /p
Zhi Qier asked: "Dad, what is going on?"/p
Li Yuanming broke into a cold sweat, pondered for a long time, and said, "Have you found a fire bead and a thunder and lightning goblin?"/p
Everyone shook their heads, and Li Yuanming said: "It's strange, that's something belonging to the plague god. It should have the spirit to recognize its master, and it disappeared from nowhere."/p
Zhi Qier asked again: "Dad? Is there something wrong?"/p
"Two possibilities" Li Yuanming said: "The first one is that he is dead and he is an evil creature. Leave him quickly or someone will be exposed to evil spirits; the second one is that he is not dead and someone saved him. This It’s just a fake body.”/p
"It's impossible" someone said: "No one can do it."/p
Li Yuanming nodded and replied: "Indeed, he can't escape, okay! The God of Plague is dead, let's go back to Hengshan! Anyone who dares to stop him will be shot without mercy!"/p
Ten miles away, Du Xiaoyue was carrying Fang Tianmu on her back, exhausted. Her legs were trembling, but she never stopped. She knew there were enemies behind her and she would die if she stopped. Her desire to live is as strong as anyone else's. /p
She came across a river, and a small boat was tied to the river. It may have been abandoned for a long time and was in dilapidated condition. She carried Fang Tianmu on her back, then pushed the boat inch by inch into the river, and jumped on it herself. /p
Du Xiaoyue hugged Fang Tianmu, her eyes darkened, and she fainted from exhaustion. /p
That small boat drifts with the current, not knowing where it will end. /p
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Nan Jue's words: From this chapter onwards, each person's story will be narrated one by one. Each person or team will have different titles, so stay tuned. /p
