man sanctified in death row vest

Not to die!

Not to die!

Not to die!

Yue Linglong looked at the corpses of children, women and old people in the square, filled with grief and indignation.An indifferent voice roared in her heart, she only had one thought at the moment, and that was to let the invaders of the Beast Clan die.

You guys, die badly!
The pitch-black lines extended from Yue Linglong's back and spread all the way to her face.Her morbidly fair face was instantly covered by black thorn patterns, covering her face like a black and white mottled mask.

Yue Linglong's eyes turned completely white, and her pupils disappeared.

Suddenly, the whites of Yue Linglong's eyes rolled, and they turned 180 degrees strangely, and each turned out two distorted characters.

There was a cold and sly smile on Yue Linglong's face that she couldn't even notice. She bent her ten fingers and made a crackling sound. The bent fingers were curled and tensed like chicken feet, which was very weird.

Following the change of Yue Linglong's gesture, the corpses belonging to the wolf cavalry on the square were actually cut by Yue Linglong's hair, and the fragments of flesh were reassembled, and the squirming flesh and blood seemed to come alive, and piled up little by little like a mountain of meat.

During this more than a month of getting along, even though Zheng Xiu knew that Yue Linglong was a "corpse seamer" alien, he had never seen Yue Linglong perform such a bizarre "corpse sewing technique".

Looking at the reassembled "corpse beast" with a ferocious and terrifying face like a giant wolf, Zheng Xiu's vision blurred, and he had the illusion of going back 200 years ago when he faced the strangely shaped General Atulu of the Shache Kingdom in the Western Regions.

The wolf cavalry wandering in the square were in an uproar when they saw this.

The wolf riders under them were trembling all over, and fell to the ground one after another, twitching and foaming at the mouth.

Everyone looked at Yue Linglong at this moment, their pupils dilated, full of fear.

Even the people of the Moon Clan are no exception.

The woman hugged her child tightly in horror.

The old man stumbled and crawled backwards.

The young man panicked and kept his family behind him.

The wolf king stood in front, and after a moment of astonishment, the wolf king's personal guard raised his arms and shouted: "The princess is back!"

There were few responses.

Everyone panicked.

Yue Linglong's outburst not only did not bring encouragement and courage to the Moon Clan, but caused another chaos.

"This is the mortician's... natural alien skill?"

Zheng Xiu muttered to himself.

He hadn't reacted yet, Feng Bei's reaction was faster than Zheng Xiu's.

Behind Feng Bei, a towering black figure like a mountain, holding a saber in his hand, black air entangled silently.I saw Fengbei's expression was cold, and he swung his knife at the "huge corpse" manipulated by Yue Linglong from the air.

Call ~
In Fengbei's hand, it seemed to be holding an ominous knife.

The black light instantly submerged the giant corpse, and the crumbling wolf cavalry was completely paralyzed. The cavalry lost their mounts and fell to the square.

In a blink of an eye, the giant corpse "poofed" and was "chopped" into smaller pieces of meat, which smashed onto the square and the faces of the soldiers one by one.

First Yue Linglong, then Fengbei, the "ominous" aura emanating from the two made the wolf riders lose consciousness.

Yue Linglong's Innate Alien Art was broken by Feng Bei's knife.

With a muffled snort, Yue Linglong showed pain on her face, and the lines of thorns receded into the cloak like a tide, regaining clarity.

After Feng Bei made a slash, he landed in the air with his ponytail fluttering, his heroic posture, his back was like a Valkyrie who is invincible in the world, with a light glance, there was an unrivaled fierce power.

After a while, Huo Huo cleaned up the enemy troops at the entrance of the tribe, led his troops into the square, and saw the defeated wolf cavalry who had lost their wolf cavalry.

Huo Huo winked at Zheng Xiu from a distance.

Zheng Xiu nodded indifferently.

"kill!"

Huo Huo held up the scimitar, and the killing sound shook the sky.

The hundred-man cavalry charged, bringing the deaths of the brothers along the way, the enmity between the two countries, and the blood feud of the brothers into this one-sided killing, easily harvesting the aliens on the square.

Heads fell to the ground one by one, blood flowed into rivers in the square in a blink of an eye, and corpses were piled up on the ground.

In this regard, no one will have any psychological burden.This is not a child's play house. To an adult, it is a confrontation between two countries, a war between different races, and there is no mercy at all.

call out!
A signal arrow with burning fireworks at its tail flew into the sky, and it was almost dusk. The blood-red fireworks exploded in the sky, deeper than the dusk, more bewitching than the blood on the ground, and it hurt everyone's eyes.

In the Moon Clan, the remaining wolf cavalry saw the fireworks, and they didn't care about fighting. They decisively abandoned the clansmen who had lost their mounts, and escaped from the wooden fence in all directions in an orderly manner.

Wolf riders are more agile than horses. They can climb low walls and roofs, and they can attack or escape.

"Don't chase after the poor!"

Huo Huo sneered, with a flick of his wrist, the light of the saber flashed like a flower, the back of the saber was pressed against the socket of his elbow, and he swung it back and forth cleanly, wiping away the blood of others.

The Dagan Shenwu Army ordered to prohibit, appease the horses, and stand by on the spot.

Samba stepped forward and walked towards the wolf king, a tall man with a shirtless body and a wolf tattoo on the left and right.

"Elishan!"

Eli Shan is the number one warrior of the Moon Clan and the personal guard of the Wolf King.

Samba whispered something to Eli Shan.

Eli Shan looked at Zheng Xiu and the others in surprise.

Zheng Xiu ignored Ai Lishan's strange gaze.

He calmly looked at the wolf king's residence with the door closed.

Listening attentively, there was a burst of weak and long breathing from inside.

"Wolf King!"

Zheng Xiu gritted his teeth and walked towards the Wolf King's Residence step by step.

He never thought that one day, he would be so close to killing his father and enemy.

In the hinterland of the northern barbarians, under the holy mountain, the wolf king.

Once, this person was extremely far away from him.

He is just a rich businessman, the wolf king is far away in the depths of the northern barbarians, the road is dangerous and the weather is bad.

Many years ago, Zheng Xiu had put aside his messy thoughts and focused on making money.

In the past, how could he have thought that one day, he would be able to go deep into the hinterland of Beiman, only ten steps away from that person.

Zheng Xiu took two steps, his expression a little more bewildered.

He looked down at his boots, and as he approached that person step by step, Zheng Xiu felt an inexplicable panic in his heart.The three characters "North character robbery" calculated by Wei Chen's bones are still in his ears.It was as if someone was pulling him along the way he walked, and made him come here, into the Moon Clan, and he was about to face his father-killing enemy.

third step.

the fourth step.

When Zheng Xiu reached the fifth step, the number one warrior of the Moon Clan sensed something was wrong.

The son-in-law's expression doesn't look like he's here to beg his wife, but more like he's here to seek revenge.

The two clans didn't deal with each other at all, and Zheng Xiu's expression made Alexan vigilant.

Huo Huo just wanted to remind Zheng Xiu: "My lord, the overall situation..."

The word "most important" has not been said yet.

Clang!Clang!Clang!
hum!hum!hum!
The swords of the elite soldiers were unsheathed in response, and the howling light of the sword lay across the necks of the men in Aili Shan.

Ai Lishan and other personal guards held their breath for an instant.

"Whoever moves, whoever dies."

Zheng Xiu took another three steps.

Yue Linglong looked miserable, stretched out her hands, bit her lower lip, and stood in front of Zheng Xiu.

She still doesn't understand why her father wanted to lure this man to Beiman.

My father knew that the hundreds of years of enmity between the two clans could not be eradicated. It was said in the clan that it was my father who tried his best to block Zheng Haoran more than 20 years ago, which directly led to Zheng Haoran's death.

The Zheng family and the Yuezhi clan were even more enemies when they met, and they were extremely jealous. Why did my father insist on letting them marry and become husband and wife.

Yue Linglong still can't figure out why her father said it was "an old friend's promise". She doesn't understand, and it doesn't prevent her from standing in front of Zheng Xiu now.

"If you want to block me, use your thaumaturgy, aren't you a 'mortician'?"

Zheng Xiu lightly pressed Yue Linglong's arm, walked past her, and left a sentence:
"There will be many, many dead bodies."

When Yue Linglong heard this, she felt as if she had been shocked by electricity, her legs went limp, and she knelt on the ground.

Huo Huo looked at this posture and secretly thought that something was wrong, his mother shouldn't believe that the Red King, who was flourishing in the Daqian territory, could "put the overall situation first" in the barbarian territory.

Huo Huo and Shen Shizong looked at each other, it was too late to regret.But now that the barbarians are in civil strife, the eyes of the two of them flickered, and they were even hesitating whether to "resist the fate of the king outside" and take the opportunity to capture the northern barbarians.

But with only 100 people in this area?

Capture the remaining nine clans?

Huo Huoguang felt a little whimsical when he thought about it.

These days, the dead soldiers sent by the nine major clans have killed one wave after another. It seems endless. Huo Huo can't imagine that there are so many thaumaturgy among the barbarians who have glimpsed the way, like locusts, and they can't be killed.

"Don't get close to Grandpa Wolf King!"

A six or seven-year-old child suddenly pushed the woman away, mustered up the courage to trot towards Zheng Xiu, and stretched out his hand angrily.

First came a child, followed by an old man in his seventies, then women from the Moon Clan, and more young and middle-aged men. The long swords hanging in the air did not frighten them. In the Moon Clan, whether they were warriors, old or weak, women and children, they all rushed forward and stood in front of Dagan Scarlet King, forming a human wall with three layers inside and three layers outside.

Standing in the front is a girl with three braids, dirty clothes and blood on her face.A pair of eyes in the dirt turned out to be watery, moving, pure and flawless.

She asked Zheng Xiu weakly in dry words, "You look like... a princess, is she male?"

Zheng Xiu stared.

"give you."

Seeing that Zheng Xiu didn't speak, the girl assumed he acquiesced, and took out a string of polished bone chains from behind.

The animal bones are polished into the shape of a full moon or a wolf's head. The workmanship is rough, but it reveals a childlike innocence.

"Push."

Hearing Zheng Xiu's "speechless" in his heart, Feng Bei couldn't help covering his mouth and smiling.

She knows her man.

People from the Ruoyue Clan came forward with knives and guns, Zheng Xiu was ruthless, he would kill as soon as he said it, and it is not impossible to kill them all.But at present, it is difficult for Zheng Xiu to be ruthless.

If he hadn't been so soft-hearted and hard-hearted, Zheng would not have gathered so many capable men and strangers. In the case of Baili Village 20 years ago, "Zheng Shan" would not have taken the risk to rush into Chang'an to rescue her;

Zheng Xiu bowed his head, frowned after a long time and said four words: "It's all a routine."

He took the bone chain from the girl and stroked the girl's head.

The long swords all over the sky spun half a circle in the air, as if they were alive, and each returned to its sheath.

Samba has been watching the sky anxiously, looking forward to the sun setting and the moon rising soon.

The tension disappeared in an instant, and no one expected that the Red King's anger would disappear so quickly.

suddenly.

There was a lot of commotion outside, but there was no movement from the wolf king inside, and there was a burst of weak panting and a hoarse and deep voice.

"Outside...huh..."

"But, the son of Zheng Haoran?"

Samba glanced sideways and responded loudly: "Wolf King, it's the son-in-law! Your appointed son-in-law!"

The hasty tone, the subtext is clearly: You picked it!Now that people are coming, no one can stop them!The son-in-law is coming in soon!
There was a chuckle from the wolf king inside.

"Let him, come in."

Samba looked shocked.

The crowd standing in front of Zheng Xiu whispered.

But not long after, they took the initiative to part ways.

Zheng Xiu looked at the vacancy in the crowd, frowned, and did not move.

Feng Bei didn't know when he came to Zheng Xiu's side, gently took Zheng Xiu's hand, squeezed it, and quickly let go.When Zheng Xiu turned his head, Feng Bei's faint smile seemed to say that no matter what choice Zheng Xiu made, whether it was killing or something else, Feng Bei would support him unconditionally.

Zheng Xiu walked up the simple wooden steps silently.

The wooden steps were shaky, every step Zheng Xiu took was accompanied by the creaking sound of rotten wood.

Zheng Xiu pushed open the door, and a pungent herbal smell, mixed with a rotting corpse-like stench, hit his face.

With the dim light, Zheng Xiu looked at the interior.The wolf king's center is poorly furnished, with no lights, no windows, and it's stuffy.The moment Zheng Xiu opened the door, he could see clearly inside. On the bed at the end of the shabby room, a tall figure sat quietly, motionless.The pungent rancid smell made Zheng Xiu feel that the one sitting at the end was just a corpse.But the panting that came from there from time to time told Zheng Xiu that the man was still alive.

Samba glanced inside, feeling uneasy, but he still closed the door obediently, leaving the Scarlet King with murderous intent alone with their weak Wolf King.

The living room is not big, Zheng Xiu came to the wolf king without saying a word.

In the darkness, Zheng Xiu could only make out the thin face of the Wolf King, and the animal fur coat was casually draped over his back. His body was covered with gauze, and the gauze was covered with blood scabs. The smell of herbs was evident from the gauze.

The wolf king raised his head, his piercing eyes were as sharp as knives, Zheng Xiu seemed to see a dying but still fierce wolf in an instant.

"You came."

The wolf king broke the silence.

Saying the three words seemed to exhaust all the strength in his body, and after a long breath, the wolf king said the second sentence: "I have been waiting for this day for 23 years."

Zheng Xiu was surprised, it was not difficult to see that the wolf king was already dying, on the verge of death.Zheng Xiu was in a complicated mood. With this posture, it was obvious that the wolf king had suffered pain for many years.Coming here, Zheng Xiu originally thought that he could have a vigorous fight and vent something.Such a weak wolf king made Zheng Xiu feel all kinds of feelings in his heart, as if he had punched the cotton with his full strength.

"Are you dying?"

Zheng Xiu suddenly calmed down, a few drops of blood popped out, the chair was completed, and Zheng Xiu sat face to face with the wolf king, looking at him.

"Yes."

The wolf king smiled slightly: "It's time to go."

"Answer the king's question."

"it is good."

"The old friend you mentioned is my father?"

The wolf king showed nostalgia: "Enemy and friend."

"Oh, you are not worthy."

"Yes, I don't deserve it." The Wolf King laughed, not angry at Zheng Xiu's disdain, his loud laughter startled the old Samba outside, his old legs trembling and tears pouring down his face.He couldn't remember how many years he hadn't heard the Wolf King laugh out loud like this.

The wolf king smiled and coughed up black blood.He wiped it casually, and tore off the gauze covered with herbs on his chest in front of Zheng Xiu, revealing a hideous wound under the gauze.

Zheng Xiu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

It was a fist-shaped collapse. The fist was so huge that it collapsed the entire left half of the wolf king's chest. Black air gushed out from the wound. The moment the gauze was torn off, black bubbles and rancid blood continued to emerge there.

The wolf king smiled and pointed to the collapse of his chest: "23 years ago, your father left it behind. He is a real hero, and I feel ashamed."

"Impossible." After a moment of astonishment, Zheng Xiu shook his head: "You can't survive."

"I, I have to see Linglong's future man with my own eyes, don't I?" The Wolf King grinned and took a deep breath, his collapsed chest heaved and heaved abnormally.

"Old Zheng, he didn't lie to me..."

The voice of the old wolf king became weaker and weaker.

The wolf king tore off an object from his chest and threw it at Zheng Xiu.

Zheng Xiu subconsciously caught it, and it turned out to be a pendant in the shape of a wolf's tooth.

Holding the pendant that was still warm, when Zheng Xiu raised his head again, the wolf king maintained the posture of supporting his chin with both hands, his back bent and motionless.The corners of the mouth were slightly upturned, and eyes were closed happily.

The wolf king... is dead!