Chapter 735 Carnival of Death (3 updates)

Author: Onepay

Ah He directly threw the scepter in his hand to Wen Xiaodao. The Mandrill tribe did have a temple dedicated to sacred objects, but there was no sacred object in it. The real sacred object has always been this scepter.

Wen Xiaodao took the scepter, handed it directly to Qin Qiong behind him, and then took out the jade flute hanging around his neck.

If she didn't take action, there would be no chance. Suddenly, she didn't have any energy left, and played the carnival of death that her master had asked her not to play.

Qin Qiong saw Wen Xiaodao take out the palm-sized jade flute, quickly took a few steps back, and then started to cover his ears.

Although Ye Chen didn't know what effect this had, he still tried to follow suit.

When the music started playing, no one saw that there were waves of air in the air.

The people who were extremely arrogant in the dense forest before heard the sound, and after the first wave of air hit them, they felt a sudden pain in their hearts.

The second wave of air, the third wave of air... came one after another.

"puff"

One after another, someone sprayed out pieces of blood mist, and then suddenly fell to the ground.

In just a few seconds, they were killed by the air wave, and not a single person in the dense forest was left alive.

Although the rest of the people were not the main targets of the attack, they were all affected. Qin Qiong covered her chest, but still couldn't hold it back and vomited out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, Yu Chi and Ah He, who were not far from Wen Xiaodao, also had blood flowing from the corners of their mouths and noses.

Wen Xiaodao's face was pale, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth. It was really a bit miserable to look at him like that.

Ye Chen also suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood.

The men of the Mandrill tribe who were guarding the entrance of the valley were probably the least implicated, but they all covered their rapidly beating hearts and collapsed on the ground in discomfort.

Yu Chi looked at Wen Xiaodao with some difficulty, and then looked at the position behind him, although there was a dense forest blocking it.

But this did not prevent him from knowing that all the people there must be dead.

Just when he opened his mouth to say something, a mouthful of blood spurted out. Then his vision went black and he fainted completely.

If he hadn't been worried about Ah Xi being entangled with him, he wouldn't have been attacked by only three waves of air.

Ah He took off his hat, moved slowly, and looked at Wen Xiaodao with deep shock in his eyes.

Wen Xiaodao's move really shocked his life of more than ten years, but now he can't even speak.

The men of the Mandrill tribe who were not greatly affected suddenly ran over from the gap and started running directly carrying Ah He.

The speed is as fast as Wen Xiaodao and the others are some kind of wealthy tigers and tigers.

Qin Qiong didn't even have time to return the scepter to them, and then Wen Xiaodao watched helplessly as the Mandrill tribesmen moved in big rocks and blocked the gap.

Wen Xiaodao:......

Qin Qiong:......

Ye Chen:......

Wen Xiaodao sat directly on the spot where Qin Qiong had found a bunker. The move just now truly killed the enemy by a thousand and cost him eight hundred.

Ye Chen stood up silently, walked slowly to the unconscious Yu Chi, looked around, then tied Yu Chi up to Wu Huada, and stuffed a large ball of rags into his mouth.

Wen Xiaodao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and secretly cursed himself for not having a long memory. Why did he have to inflict internal injuries on himself every time?

She is the Wen Jin and the King of Hell that everyone is afraid of. Outsiders say she is a bad person who has 100 crimes that she can't even count. Why is she so soft-hearted now?

Qin Qiong held on to the pain in her chest: "Boss, are they guarding us?"

"If you were from the Mandrill tribe, how could you not be afraid?"

After saying that, Wen Xiaodao stuffed the jade flute into his clothes again. He had to practice hard again because his foundation was too weak and the backlash was so serious every time.

If she had followed her previous experience, she would have suffered a little nosebleed at most, and she would still be alive and kicking after the blowjob, but she would never be as miserable as she is now.

Ye Chen also sat helplessly on the side, feeling a burning pain in his chest, but this kind of injury was bearable for people like them.

Wen Xiaodao unconsciously grabbed the scepter lying nearby, intending to use it as a crutch to support himself.

But when her hand touched the scepter, her eyes suddenly lit up.

She had played the carnival of death in front of everyone before, but there was nothing she could do about it. After all, when the cannonballs from the opposite side hit her, what if she didn't have an eye and hit her directly?

Naturally, she wanted to strike first, but now, she didn't need to let everyone know the secret of this scepter.

Now she finally understood why the people of the Xiyue tribe wanted to rob the Mandrill tribe's sacred objects, and why they immediately threw the scepter over when A'he was taken down.

Who would have thought that this scepter is a sacred object? What a good thing it is. If it falls into the hands of a knowledgeable person, it will be an artifact that can control all snakes, insects, rats, ants, birds and beasts.

However, Wen Xiaodao was just greedy for a moment and had no intention of taking it for himself.

Bai Lang, who had disappeared for a while, tilted his head when he saw the scepter in Wen Xiaodao's hand, and then tentatively approached Wen Xiaodao and the others.

After realizing that there was no danger, he boldly moved closer and closer, and finally squatted down directly at Wen Xiaodao's feet.

Ye Chen's eyes immediately fell on the scepter in Wen Xiaodao's hand, showing a thoughtful expression, but it only took a moment before he looked away.

This naturally did not escape Wen Xiaodao's sight. If it were anyone else, he might really have to worry about someone taking away the treasure, but Wen Xiaodao didn't have this worry.

After all, if some treasures fall into the hands of professionals, the effect of one plus one is greater than two, but if they fall into the hands of people who don't know anything, they are useless.

Not everyone can use this scepter. If it is used improperly, one's life may not be saved.

Wen Xiaodao rested for a while, and his complexion finally recovered a little. Now that they had no medicine in hand, the injury would only get worse as it dragged on, so they could only look around for herbs or something.

With a "bang" sound, the gap that had been sealed before was opened again.

The man who came out this time turned out to be the man who had surrendered to Wen Xiaodao before.

In his hand he held a bowl of grass juice that smelled stinky from a distance.

However, Wen Xiaodao didn't dislike it. The way the Mandrill tribe dealt with herbs was to smash them to pieces, then pour a little water to dilute them. It was convenient, but the taste was really...
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