307 The bones are broken, and you can still get up

Before I got close, a breath of thrill came to my face. The smell of this breath suddenly made me feel bored and my stomach twitched faintly.

It’s not that I’m hungry now, but because I feel nauseous and really want to vomit.

Who is so cruel to train a good person to become a monster that doesn’t look like a human or a ghost? His life will fall like this. Even if he is alive, what’s the difference between being alive and dead?

A smiled gaze fell on the man in gray, and she still smiled calmly and said, "You let them go away, I'm afraid of them, I'll tell you who I am."

The man in gray looked at her, not knowing whether he should believe her words, but the two blood slaves stopped less than ten steps away from her, looking at her muffled, without any other actions.

Jiuyin smiled and said, "I am the maid next to Prince Bei. This time he returned to the court and brought a large number of troops back. I was afraid that no one would serve him, so I followed him back."

"It's nonsense." The man in gray shouted in a deep voice, stopping her from continuing.

Prince Bei has been disgusted with women since she was a child. Everyone in Dongchu knows that it is even more impossible for girls to appear in his military camp, and there is not even Miss Hua. She actually claims to be Prince Bei's maid, and she is just fooling him!

"It's true. If you don't believe it, you can ask Prince Bei." She pointed her hand and pointed at the direction behind the Blood Slave.

The man in gray snorted coldly: "The Prince of Northern is still in the military camp now, how could he appear here?"

Jiuyin curled her lips, looked dissatisfied, her eyes fell on the figure that was approaching quickly, and said to the slave lips: "Why did he appear here? Please ask him this question yourself."

As soon as the words fell, a tall body blocked her.

He was wearing dark green military uniform and stood in the wind, and his whole body was like a mountain. Even Jiuyin, who had always been noisy with him, had to admit that with him, he felt like there was a mountain here sheltering him from the wind and rain.

People who fight on the battlefield all year round are really different. Just like Qingcheng and Fengchenye, they can easily give people a sense of peace of mind.

As for Feng Mujin, the peace of mind he gives people is not overflowing in this external image, but through his heart, you will gradually discover that such a man, as long as you are willing to be by his side, you will definitely live a happy life in the future.

"Who are you?" The man in gray stared at Feng Dingbei, unconsciously holding the silver flute in his hand. Thinking of the conversation with Jiuyin just now, he opened his eyebrows and suddenly said, "Are you the Prince of North?"

Feng Dingbei didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he pulled Jiuyin behind him, blocked the breath of the blood slave for her with his tall body, swept his sharp eyes over the monsters getting closer and closer, and asked softly to the woman behind him, "Are you injured?"

Jiuyin shook her head and responded with a smile: "I haven't had time to do it yet, and I have no chance to get injured."

"Bao Yi!" He hummed lowly, his eyes finally fell on the man in gray, and said coldly: "Why did you sneak attack me?"

"Yes, I've said I'm the maid next to Prince Bei, and it has nothing to do with you. Why did the person who sneaked into Prince Bei sneak attack Prince Bei?" Jiuyin came out of a small head from behind him, looked at the man in gray and smiled, "I know now that I'm not lying to you, right?"

The man in gray was a little hesitant. He did not think about opposing Prince Bei, but just now he clearly felt the breath of supernatural powers overflowing from Jiuyin, but he could not smell the smell of the Demon Sect on her.

Since she is not from the Demon Sect, she should be from the Cang tribe. Only the Cang tribe can cultivate superpowers, but how could the Cang tribe come here? What does she have to do with those people back then?

Before he could figure it out, Feng Dingbei had already clenched his fists and glanced around him. His eyes finally fell back to the man in gray, and he snorted coldly:

"I don't care what you want to do with these monsters, but my people cannot tolerate you bullying me. I still have something to do today. You'd better take your monsters and leave quickly, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

The man in gray eyes turned and hesitated for a moment before laughing: "The Prince of Bei was joking. We just saw that this girl is so cute and wanted to invite her back to visit. I hope the Prince of Bei will do it well."

"What if I don't fulfill it?"

"Your Majesty, you only have one person here, but I have hundreds of people here..."

"Can these things be called humans?" Feng Dingbei swept through many blood slaves, and each blood slave had a calm face. No one had any reaction when he heard his insulting words.

Because they are all heartless and ruthless, without their own consciousness, no matter what Feng Dingbei says, it is no different from the sound of the wind blowing through their ears.

The man in gray stared at him and smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I have to rush back to report my life. Please give the little girl behind me to you, so I won't disturb you much."

His face suddenly became straight, his eyes sank, and his voice became cold, with a bit of threatening meaning: "Your Majesty, I don't want to fight with you, so please leave by yourself."

"Just, if my king's people are easily taken away, where will my king's face be put in the future?" He pulled Jiuyin behind him a few minutes again. When Feng Ding looked at her on the face, he said softly in a voice that only two people could hear:

"When you start, you can leave quickly, run up the mountain, and return to the brothers' team, and you are not allowed to stop."

"Where are you?" Jiuyin pulled the corner of his clothes, unable to help but feel uneasy.

She knew very well how powerful these blood slaves were. Even if Feng Dingbei was good at his skills and physical strength, he was bare-handed and did not understand the superpowers of the Cang clan. How could he deal with them?

These blood slaves cannot be killed. Unless they are really killed, even if they are injured and only breathe, they will get up from the ground and continue fighting.

Feng Dingbei had never fought with the Blood Slave before. He didn't know how powerful they were, and she was really worried.

Feng Dingbei reached out and patted her back, not noticing how ambiguous this action was. The enemy had no time to care about these things: "Do what I said."

Just as he finished speaking, the man in gray in the gray area not far away said impatiently: "Prince Bei, I will ask you again. I hope Prince Bei can hand over the little girl behind me to me. In this way, I will never make things difficult for the prince."

"It's extremely ridiculous." Feng Dingbei snorted coldly, suddenly a little under his feet, jumped up from the ground with Jiuyin, and quickly returned to the original path through the blood slave's head.

As if they had expected this move, the man in gray immediately put the silver flute on his lips and blew it gently.

In an instant, all the blood slaves looked up, as if energy suddenly came, and rushed towards Feng Dingbei and Jiuyin one by one.

"You go first!" Feng Dingbei pushed Jiuyin and turned around to face the blood slave who had caught up. He had internal strength in his palms, and his palms were launched, and he pushed it out with his palm wind.

More than ten of the blood slaves rushing in front fell down, but the ones behind continued to surge, and in a blink of an eye, Feng Dingbei surrounded the battle circle.

Jiuyin took a step and returned desperately to the original path. She knew that even if Feng Dingbei could not deal with so many blood slaves empty-handed, as long as he was not here, it would not be difficult for him to escape.

But she didn't expect that the blood slaves were walking so slowly, and their pace was so fast when chasing her. In a blink of an eye, they had already chased her. Even Feng Dingbei did not expect this.

Today, I saw them walking so slowly in the mountain stream, but now they all jumped up and down very quickly as if they were very light.

He pushed away the two blood slaves close to each other with one palm, jumped up and chased after him, but the blood slaves behind him also followed him at the same time. Hundreds of blood slaves were besieged at them desperately, and the battle circle was quickly pulled a little smaller.

Jiuyin Palm also had internal strength, trying all his strength to deal with the blood slave approaching.

Those blood slaves obviously didn't want to hurt her, they just wanted to take her back, so at the beginning, Jiuyin still had some confrontational power when she started to deal with it.

But later the man in gray probably had no patience. He blew the silver flute. The blood slaves were like chicken blood, and their movements became more rapid and several times stronger than before. This time, they were no longer afraid of anything. As long as they caught them alive, they didn't care about hurting her.

Jiuyin felt more and more uneasy, and it was obvious that she could not handle it in just a short while.

After using his palm to slap the blood slave closest back a few steps, and when he was about to reconcentrate his internal strength, another blood slave had already arrived.

He reached out to grab her, Jiuyin was startled, and he made a mistake in his steps, and he ripped off a large piece of fabric on his arm.

Feng Dingbei, who was not far away, felt his heart tightened, his eyes turned red, he roared, and slapped the four blood slaves with one palm, and he tapped his feet, jumped up, and in a blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of her.

I just saw that she seemed to have some ability to deal with the blood slaves when she was fighting against each other, so I didn't rush to protect her, but I didn't expect that she would retreat like this in the blink of an eye.

"Don't walk away behind me." Pulling the person behind him, he regained internal strength in his palm and repelled the blood slaves who were approaching them one by one.

Jiuyin said anxiously: "Your internal energy will always be used up for a moment. They can't stop unless they die."

"Then let them die." Feng Dingbei still slapped his internal strength and slapped out with another palm. The two blood slaves walking in front could not resist it, and their shriveled bodies were slapped away and fell heavily to the ground.

However, as soon as they fell down, they got up again, as if they didn't feel anything. After getting up, they rushed towards Feng Dingbei.

Feng Dingbei was a little stunned. When he slapped them out and threw them to the ground just now, he clearly heard the sound of bones breaking. He was used to using heavy punches and heavy palms. It was easy to smash human bones with such a heavy palm.
Chapter completed!