Chapter four hundred and seventeen desolate laughter
If you don't look at the appearance of the black hands, it will make people feel that this is a very old person. As long as he puts on ordinary clothes, it looks like it is no different from those on the streets of Xiacheng District.
While walking, he talked about the changes in the recent decades of the Cat Eagle Holy Institute.
He seemed very bitter, but he used the stubborn stubbornness.
"Everyone has gone, and now my men have forgotten the young people who used to have the history of the Malia family. They only have the desire to fight blood, but they are purely to satisfy their own victory.
Fighting for the suffering that Maria had suffered. ""
His steps were extremely heavy. Almost every time he took a step, the wound in his heart seemed to have been deepened once.
The black hand looked back at Li Hugo, who was silent, even if he was a person like him, at this time, he didn't know what Li Huguo thought in his heart.
He is no different from the walking dead. The means of those people are very terrible. They have almost no effort, and they have locked everything. Do you know this despair? "
"Hate, the most afraid of being forgotten. The place where I lived in the past, the older generation was sprinkled with blood for the continuation of the whole country. He did not hesitate to sacrifice his life for the future.
Become a sharp blade to hurt his compatriots, but I am very fortunate, because most people have not forgotten ... "Li Huguo naturally said that he was at the beginning ...
Earth.
The black hands seemed to have found a conscience, and the footsteps also accelerated a little: "Yeah, the most afraid of being forgotten ... But you see, the people of us here, they use the ideological steel print, and they are still very small in the Malia descendants.
It has already been played, I know that I have been dragging down, and now someone remembers it, but how about hundreds of years later? "
He laughed at himself: "Perhaps, the Maria people will think that they are part of the people hundreds of years later, and then pick up the big knife and cut it towards one of the few people who know the truth ..."
Li Huguo smelled his murderousness from his words. He said, "What is your idea, do you have a black hand?"
"Look ..."
The black hand opened a long -sealed iron door, and the torch hung on the wall was lit up.
However, in this basement, there are thousands of coffins, which makes Li Hugo stunned.
Is the emotional black hand taking yourself to see the dead body?
The coffin here is not the same as the Tang people or the ground world, because it is made of a whole round of wood, it looks like a section of sugar cane, and then a hole is dug in the middle, but these are these, but these are dug in the middle, but these are dug.
The caves were lying like sleeping people, and they did not become dry corpses, nor did they rot.
Qing Yixia is a man, but with red and green pigments on his body, it is filled with various patterns. These people seem to wake up at any time.
Li Hoolguo said: "Matters, these people are ..."
"It's the last hope of the Maria people." The black hand looked at Li Hugo.
The black hand started his hands, he closed his eyes, and a magnificent picture appeared in his mind.
It was a large group of shirtless warriors, which was tightly composed of feathers and wood. They pulled the horse's tensor with one hand and held a spear with the other hand.
While imitating the animals, they screamed, and accelerated, and ran towards the prey in the distance.
This is a huge Itachi pig with this thick mud armor on its body. It started running, and the soldiers began to chase.
On the vast grassland, soldiers either siege, or hunting alone, and uniform these prey.
On the tribal tent, it is drawn with various natural pigments. There are hunting and collection.
Men returned with their prey, while the women padded the water pots that had just been burned. There were many vegetables in it. After the prey was brought back, it was cooked together.
They will wait until the evening, and then a group of people start dancing around the bonfire.
That kind of dance is derived from nature, thanks to the gods for giving them food.
Children will gather together. Their game is simple, either loses stones, or a variety of climbing trees and climbing.
Each child will be in the skills required for hunting in the future.
Maybe life can have been so beautiful, but a group of people in foreign clothes appear ...
They drove away the aboriginal people here and began to use the swords and swords to treat them as prey.
And this is the abrupt end of the happy life ...
The black hand opened his eyes, and the eyes were full of hatred. He said: "The people in the Eagle Eagle Hall are less year year after year. Many people have chosen to forget.
They naturally think that they should live in such a place, lower than those of those people. "
"He is back." Li Hugo said.
The black hand stunned, he opened his eyes wide and started to laugh: "Good come, good come! Hahaha ..."
The laughter is vast, but it also reveals desolate.
"Have you always planned it?" Li Hugo said, still a little polite in words.
But the black hand was resolute. He said: "Xiacheng District must be unified. Now we have the three tigers occupying the land, but the three gangs have the purpose of a child.
If you want to restore the Maria people, you can't talk about it. "
Li Hugo laughed, and said that this seemingly mediocre old man, there was a tiger in his heart.
Everyone thinks that this tiger is dormant, and his mouth is almost gone, but few people dare to believe that this tiger is always awake. It knows what you want to do.
Covering the mouth with the front paw is not to cover the ugliness of no teeth, but because its teeth are still there, and they are more sharp and strong than when they are young.
The edge.
In this way, when the tiger goes down the mountain, the prey around the surroundings has already relaxed the vigilance, and the tiger can be full for a meal, killing it without leaving.
Li Hugo and the black hand exchanged the plan, and found the feasibility of the two plans, and the black hands were always preparing. He also intends to make a little movement on the day of Xie Enjie.
It was just that the black hand did not expect that Li Hugo's plan was so magnificent, which made him happy.
At least he saw hope.
And Wang Ding's punishment in Xiacheng District has also set off a great wave, which has made major gangs who have had tight relationships, and they have begun to speculate whether Wang Ding is one of the three tigers.
So a big chaos in Xiacheng slowly opened the curtain.