Devil President, Don't Bite Me

The vast grassland is like purgatory in the world. The screams are heard all the time and go straight to the sky, but the sky is as black as ink, as if to cover up this ugly evil.

The darkness was like a layer of gauze. She stood in front of Joey. She was so anxious that she grabbed a pinch of hair on Du Beizheng's neck. Her body was knocked empty. The wind cut her face, but it was not fast enough.

Finally, they rushed out of the crowd and stopped. In front of them were a piece of fallen bodies, some human, some wolf, and some dying, which were carried to the back by their companions.

In the past, there were only hundreds, maybe thousands. Although there were 100000 of them, they were easily destroyed by each other. Thousands of them were like cutting tofu. When they had no time to respond, they were already dead. A strong and fierce werewolf, when he died, he didn't even know what had happened.

Joey looked at the tragedy, but there was another picture in his mind.

Bodies were everywhere, mountains and rivers of blood. In a fiery slanting sun, the man stood on the cliff, white clothes were better than snow, and his clothes were fluttering. It seemed that he would return to the wind at any time.

The man looked coldly at the corpses everywhere and looked indifferent. He turned his face slightly, his lips were stained with blood, and his white skin was stained with bright red, which made his beautiful face very strange.

And she stood at the foot of the mountain, raised her head and looked at him from a distance

Joey's heart sank and fell into the abyss. It was her and moxiling. It was once just a nightmare, but now it has become a reality. She and he can't escape the cloud shaking hand of fate after all

A figure appeared faintly in the distance, but the small number made them stop.

Joey carefully identified that he was in there? How could she have the face to leave and come back to him when he did so?

Du Beizheng had already changed into a human shape and gave orders calmly. Everyone stationed in situ, opened up a wounded treatment area, buried the bodies, and all the staff entered the battle preparation.

When he finished arranging things, he went to Joey and saw her frown and staring at the figure in the distance, "do you see anything?"

"There are more people on the other side than expected. Most of them are hidden behind. It seems that they are prepared."

"Ready to come?" Du Beizheng's eyes were cold and fierce. "Have they long thought of going to war?"

"Maybe," Joey rubbed her face and accidentally scratched a blood mark by her sharp fingernails. She hissed and looked at her hand under the night, but there was no light, not even a vague shadow.

His chin was raised by his warm hand, "let me see." In the dark, his eyes are like bright stars. The coldness just now is completely gone, leaving only warmth. At this time, he can still joke, "fortunately, there is no disfigurement." He took her hand again and carefully touched her fingernails. "It seems to be longer than just now."

Joey pulled back his hand and looked solemn. "Give me a team and I'll go and feel the situation."

Du Beizheng looked at her for a while and smiled, "it's still the former Qingyuan, but you can't change now. Your combat effectiveness is greatly reduced. I'll send someone else."

"But what is the other party's intention, to stop us from passing, or to force me to hand you over?"

The latter sentence undoubtedly refers to moxiling. Joey pursed his lips, "don't worry, brothers' lives can't be lost in vain. I'll let the other party have an explanation." That said, but if it's really moxiling, what will she do? Kill him again? One side is the love of children and girls, and the other is moral conscience. Where should she go?

There was resentment again in the distress. After rebirth, mexiling was more impulsive and impatient than before, but he couldn't make the corpses everywhere and blood flow into a river on impulse. Now, in this situation, there seems to be no way to go except losing both sides.

Joey thought a little and walked forward, but he was dragged by Du Beizheng: "be careful, there is danger ahead."

"I know," she shook him off, "I'll be careful." After taking a few steps, she squatted down. It was dark all around. She couldn't see or smell anything.

She tentatively touched it with her hand, touched the sticky blood, and then moved forward, touched a foot. Her heart trembled, grabbed the foot and dragged it back. The weight of more than 200 kilograms made her use of her whole body strength, tired and sweating, but finally dragged the man back.

His body was already rotten without a good skin, and his tentacles were full of slippery liquid, which was unimaginable.

What's so powerful that it can kill people if you touch it?

Naturally, someone will pick up and deal with the dragged body. Joey goes forward again. Du Beizheng carefully follows, "Qingyuan, don't go any further."

"I know." Joey's face was cold. The tragedy of the people made her hate mexiling. She thought they were inseparable and nothing could separate them, but in the twinkling of an eye, the hatred was surging and a huge wave arose at the bottom of her heart.

She took a few more steps and dragged back several bodies. In any case, the dead people can't be left here in the sun and rain. They have to be buried so that they can rest in peace.

Du Beizheng first followed her and hit her. Later, he saw her go farther and farther. He didn't feel at ease and walked in front of her.

Joey didn't say a word. He always protected her in the war. He would rather risk himself than let her take risks. Speaking of it, Du Beizheng was really good to her. It was just a change, but their fate was exhausted.

"Hiss!" Du Beizheng suddenly gave a cry and fell back.

Joey quickly held him. "What's the matter with you?"

Du Beizheng sat down, quickly took off his shoes and socks, stretched out his hand and touched it. It was wet. He put his hand under his nose and smelled it. It was normal blood. There was nothing else.

"Beizheng, how do you feel?" Unable to see the injury, Joey was very worried. Seeing that the people who met it were all dead, she was really afraid.

"I'm fine, Qingyuan," Du Beizheng pulled a handful of grass and rubbed it on his feet. The blood soon dried up. He touched it again. "Only a little skin injury, it won't hurt." He stood up and looked very serious. "Fortunately, I hid in time and only touched a little. It was like sulfuric acid. Even the soles of my shoes melted off. It was very powerful."

"Is it really all right?"

"It's all right," Du Beizheng raised his hand and touched her head. "Go back. Now you can only wait until the other party shows his intention, but..." he paused. "If they want you, I won't promise."

"If I can exchange for peace, you must promise, but I will settle this account with them."

Du Beizheng was silent for a moment and held her shoulder: "come on, let's go back."

Joey took his hand away. "Can you walk back by yourself? I want to see it again. "

"You can't go any further, Qingyuan. I've been hurt. You can't have anything else."

Joey hesitated. "If you don't trust me, just stand here. I just touched a body and wanted to drag him back."

"Don't go, I'll arrange..."

Before he finished, Joey walked forward. He was very fast. He was afraid of being caught by him. Du Beizheng was so angry that his face turned white. After a lifetime, he still twisted his temper. He had to do what he wanted to do. His stubbornness was the same as before.

He had to call someone to follow Joey.

But as soon as the man approached, he immediately screamed and fell to the ground. Joey was startled. Ignoring the bodies, he bent down to help him up and hurried back.

Du Beizheng greeted him, "how's it going? Where is the injury? "

The injured werewolf looked very painful and grinned: "his left foot, palm and stomach..."

Joey quickly pulled off his shoes and socks, took off his coat, rubbed it into a ball, and wiped his left foot, stomach and palm. She moved very neatly, but her strength was gentle. "How do you feel?"

"Better," the werewolf was sweating, but he was stunned and didn't hum. "Thank you, Queen."

Joey smiled bitterly. Thank her? If you know all this is because of her, I'm afraid you'll hate her!

"Qing Yuan, you did a good job. I found that as long as you quickly dispose of the dirty blood of the wound, the injury can be alleviated. Wherever the blood flows, it will rot. that thing is alive in the blood."

"Well, spread the news and let everyone be careful."

Du Beizheng called someone to help the wounded back. She was about to ask Joey to go back, but she suddenly said, "Beizheng, do you find it? It seems useless to me."

Du Beizheng certainly noticed that just now Qingyuan went farther than the werewolf, but she didn't do anything, but he didn't want her to take risks, so he pretended not to know.

"You wait for me here," Joey said. "I'll look ahead."

"No," Du Beizheng disagreed. "It's too dangerous. It's too dark. It's hard for us to see. We'd better wait until dawn."

"Do you think they will wait until dawn? If we go on like this, we will wait to die. "

Du Beizheng clasped her hand. "Are you going to go to their camp? Do you want to go back to him? "

"Du Beizheng!" Joey turned white with anger, but she soon calmed down. "Yes, I'm going to their camp. I want to ask him why he did it? I want him to say something. Such a confrontation is not a solution and must be resolved as soon as possible. "

Du Beizheng held her, "are you sure he did it?"

Joey took a deep breath, "I have his spiritual blood in my body, so that thing can't hurt me. He knows that. "

Du Beizheng was silent for a moment, but still refused, "no, see the situation tomorrow morning, and we'll take action."

The two were in a stalemate. Suddenly, a noisy voice came from behind. It was still a series of screams. Once there was a little wind and grass, the crowd of 100000 people would spread around from the center like waves in the sea. It's like water in a hot pot.

Joy and Du Beizheng looked at each other and ran to the center of the commotion.