"Sir, my second son has died!" A low and suppressed wail resounded from the dry reeds. The wailer's forehead had veins popping out, his eyes were about to burst, and his mouth was wide open. He was roaring and roaring, but there was no sound in his throat.
But no sound came out, because the roar would attract the enemy, so he could only roar silently.
Upon hearing this, Qi Changkong crawled over, patted the wailing man's shoulder to express comfort, then knelt beside the deceased, helped him tidy up from head to toe, and murmured to himself: "They are all loud men.
, we need to walk in a more dignified way."
People have been killed in battle in the past few days. From the fifty people who died after Qi Changkong woke up, to now there are only thirteen people left including him. At this time, another person died, leaving only twelve people.
Qi Changkong's escape from Baihuang Mountain to Badwater Swamp was depressing. He felt that the big-toothed dog was playing a cat-and-mouse game with them. Sometimes he chased them, and sometimes he deliberately let them escape. Always when they were desperate.
Giving them hope, and then catching up to make them despair when they are full of hope, is obviously playing tricks on them.
What is sad and ridiculous is that even though we know that we are being played by big-toothed dogs, we still have to work hard to cooperate with them, because if there is even a little hope of escape, even if we know it is false, we will hold on to it. This is the desire to survive.
cause trouble.
However, Qi Changkong's reason told him that Big-Toothed Dog would not be so bored, but he couldn't understand what Big-Toothed Dog's purpose was. Logically speaking, they should fight quickly. After all, this is the territory of Yancheng. Aren't they afraid?
Are there many dreams in a long night? So Qi Changkong felt that they must have a plan for taking such a big risk.
But what is the big-toothed dog’s plan?
Qi Changkong almost wanted to break his head, he really wanted to use Qi Yoyo's brain. He felt that if Qi Yoyo were here, he could use his feet to guess what the big-toothed dog wanted to do.
"Sir, should we continue to run away?" One person asked Qi Changkong in a low voice. Listening to his depressed and angry tone, it was obvious that he didn't want to run away anymore and wanted to stop and fight the big-toothed dog to the death.
Qi Changkong glanced around and saw that everyone had the same expression, knowing that this was already a defeated army that was exhausted both physically and mentally.
Days of life-and-death fighting and fleeing put their bodies and spirits in a state of high tension at all times. The successive deaths of their brothers and comrades in battle continued to torment their souls. Their bodies were already at the end of their strength, and their spirits were tortured.
If you are on the verge of collapse, if you continue to escape, your body will inevitably collapse and your mind will collapse.
Thinking of this, Qi Changkong's heart suddenly thumped. He suddenly seemed to understand what Big-Toothed Dog wanted to do. Big-Toothed Dog wanted to tame Qi Changkong.
Just like Ren Yazi tames slaves, he uses various means to constantly destroy their spirits until their spirits are completely broken and despairing, turning into a pool of stagnant water with no more ripples. Then special methods are used to instill in them the idea of obedience.
, they will become obedient like a drowning man grasping at straws.
The Big Tooth Dog's pursuit was intense and sometimes slow, and was intended to make them wander back and forth between hope and despair. At the same time, it would kill a few people from time to time to tell them how terrible death is, making them increasingly fearful of death.
If this goes on and on, no matter how strong a man is, he will not be able to withstand such torture. It will not take long for his body and mind to collapse. Even if he cannot be completely tamed, he will be able to easily reach some deals.
"What a son of a bitch!" Qi Changkong couldn't help but shuddered in his heart after he realized what he was doing, and said angrily: "Stop running away, you're a son of a bitch!"
"Haha, okay! Fuck him, son of a bitch!"
"It should have been so long ago!"
After hearing this, everyone clapped their hands and applauded, with raging anger and murderous intent. No one was timid and afraid of fighting!
Qi Changkong looked around and said in a solemn voice: "In this battle, we don't seek life but death! In the next life, we will be brothers again!"
"We will be brothers again in the next life!" Everyone looked at each other and laughed.
bang bang bang
Sudden applause rang out in the reeds not far away, and then a voice came: "I have long heard that Mr. Qi is very staunch, and this time I saw him, he is truly worthy of his reputation!"
The reeds are so deep that I can only hear their voices but not see their people.
"Haha" Qi Changkong sneered and said, "Your Excellency, you hide your head and tail, are you too shameless to see others?"
"I'm standing here, why do I hide my head and hide my tail? It's just that the reeds blocked the sight of Mr. Qi. Since Mr. Qi wants to see me, let's meet him."
Upon hearing this, Qi Changkong immediately tightened his sword in his hand and secretly decided to kill the person who was speaking when he came into view. However, he waited for a long time and did not hear the approaching footsteps of the person who was speaking.
call
A gust of wind blew past the Buddha's face, and suddenly there was a swishing sound among the reeds. Large tracts of reeds were seen toppling with the wind, and every reed was broken by the roots, as if it had been swept by the sword energy.
Qi Changkong couldn't help but take a breath, shocked by the other party's advanced cultivation.
The wind blew, and an open space nearly two hundred steps long and wide appeared in Qi Changkong's field of vision. Along with it, a middle-aged man wearing a blue Confucian shirt appeared. The middle-aged man had his hair tied and a crown, covering his head from head to toe.
The place is kept clean and tidy, with a gentle smile on his face and standing there with his hands behind his back, giving people a gentle and elegant feeling.
Behind the middle-aged man stood dozens of big-toothed people with yellow hair and blue eyes. More than twenty of them were stained with blood. They were the group of big-toothed people who had been chasing Qi Changkong and his party. Qi Changkong and his party of three hundred people only survived.
There are twelve people, and the opponent's fifty people, there are still more than twenty people, which shows the strong fighting power of this group of Dayang people.
In addition to these twenty people, there are also thirty other people with big teeth.
Qi Changkong's eyes fell on the middle-aged man, staring at his black hair and black eyes, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he gritted his teeth and spit out four words: "Dayu traitor!"
"Really?" The middle-aged man raised his lips slightly, and the next scene made Qi Changkong's eyes widen.
Under the sunlight, I saw a middle-aged man standing with his hands behind his back without any movement, but his black hair and eyes turned into yellow hair and blue eyes at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After being shocked for a while, Qi Changkong opened his mouth and said: "It turns out he is a bastard!"
"" The middle-aged man's eyes twitched twice, and he waved his hand towards the big-toothed man behind him.
The hairs all over Qi Changkong's body suddenly stood up, cold air shot up from his tailbone, his hands and feet felt numb, and his whole body was dominated by deep fear.
In his sight, there were dozens of big-toothed people with yellow hair and blue eyes. It only took about twenty breaths for their yellow hair and blue eyes to turn into black hair and black eyes.
Not only Qi Changkong, but also the soldiers around Qi Changkong all had their scalps numb and their hairs standing on end.
Dayu people and Daya people, the former has black hair and black eyes, and the latter has yellow hair and blue eyes, so it is always easy to distinguish them. But if you leave aside the hair and eyes, there is almost no difference between the two when they are mixed together.
If all the big-ya people could freely switch between yellow hair and blue eyes and black hair and black eyes, it would be so terrifying that Qi Changkong and the others did not dare to think about it.
The middle-aged man was very satisfied with the reaction of Qi Changkong and the others. He waved his hand, and the big-tooth man behind him changed his hair and eyes back to yellow hair and blue eyes. He looked at Qi Changkong and said with a smile: "It's not a bastard, it's a wonderful skill.
"
Then his tone dropped, his eyes were stern, and he said solemnly: "This time, Dayu will surely die!"
