deadly mantra

Chapter 604: Struggle desperately
The disgusting strong bloody smell instantly filled the huge training ground.

When Ji Wenli was young, he also went to the battlefield, and he saw the cruel scenes that occurred all over the country.But at this moment, for the first time, he felt that as soon as he raised his hand, he could touch the breath of death.

Bao Simu's desperate cries were swallowed up by the sound of fighting, and he shouted hysterically:
"Stop! Chanyi! Tell them to stop! Stop fighting!"

beat?
Qing Mo looked at the shouting Bao Simu with pity in his eyes.

This scene is nothing like fighting.

The people of Dijiang struggled to climb out of the graves one by one.

As for the disciples of the Good Sword Alliance, they have been crawling around in honey since they were young, and when they grew up, they relied on the prestige of the Good Sword Alliance and Bao Yide. Even if other sects dared to compete with them, they would never have a real sword. I've thought about the gun.

So at this moment, it was not a fight, but a complete crushing massacre.

How could those soft fists of the Shandao Alliance be Di Jiang's opponents?

Qing Mo looked around and estimated that most of the people in the Good Sword Alliance were dead. He tapped Bao Simu on the shoulder with the blade of his sword and reminded:
"Want to save them? It's not impossible."

Qing Mo used the tip of his sword to guide Bao Simu's eyes to Ji Wenli:
"Except for your relative who is still of some use, no one here will cherish your tears. If you don't want them to die, just go and struggle."

Bao Simu's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and his eyes were empty and he repeated unconsciously:

"struggle……"

Qing Mo said calmly:
"They won't stop until the master of the palace opens his mouth. The Good Sword Alliance is gone, and there is the Ji Mansion. The Ji Mansion is gone, and there are other places related to the Ji Mansion. You wouldn't think that the people in this courtyard are dead. This matter will be settled here.”

Bao Simu opened his eyes in shock, looked sad, and choked with sobs:

"Why... why does she do this... why does she want to torture us for fun..."

Qing Mo glanced at her calmly, feeling that the sadness on her face at this moment was particularly innocent.They are also about the same age, so why is this person so different from his palace master?

Ugh……

Mr. Shui must be really blind, because he paid special attention to this flower living in the greenhouse for a while.

Qing Mo's good-tempered final reminder:
"You can continue to cry here and think about torture and fun, but I'm afraid your brothers and uncles won't be able to hold on much longer."

Bao Simu shuddered and woke up instantly. She bit her lower lip until she tasted a trace of blood in her mouth. She kept telling herself: Be strong, be strong... Don't cry anymore... Don't stop crying. Cry... If it's okay to ask Ji Fanyin... she is willing... she is willing... as long as she can save senior brothers and the others... she can do anything!

Bao Simu put her palms on the ground and stood up with difficulty. As soon as she ran off the competition stage, she saw a young junior brother rushing toward her covered in blood. She reached out to catch it in panic.

Suddenly, a ray of sword light penetrated the young junior brother's neck.

She only caught the flying head of her junior brother.

"Ah——" Bao Simu screamed and quickly threw away the things in his hands.

She closed her eyes in fear, cried and rushed forward.

A man wearing a green shirt and a mask heard the voice and killed a person with a sword. He smiled coldly and blocked Bao Simu with his horizontal sword.

Bao Simu opened his eyes wide in horror and backed away tremblingly.

Di Jiang caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye and kicked the man in green shirt on the back, who was looking bloodthirsty and murderous, and cursed:
"Wolf cub, didn't you see the thing stuck on her shoulder? That's the palace master's prey, just play with it while you're at it!"

(End of this chapter)