Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 1817: Humble human race!

The human race of Bahuang City is an extremely important part of his plan.

No matter how strong Luo Feng's strength is, it is impossible for him to fight against the army of a million. It is undoubtedly a wild talk.

Arriving in the Eight Desolate City, Luo Feng wanted to contact the human race of the Eight Desolate City for the first time. After all, before the fall of the Eight Desolate City, the number of human races exceeded one million. Luo Feng wanted to know how much fighting power the human race in the Eight Desolate City still has.

In the world of hell, evolving civilization, flowers everywhere.

Even ordinary people will learn some martial arts, and it is not an exaggeration to say that all people are soldiers.

One of Luo Feng's plans was to unite the human races in the Eight Desolate City to launch a counterattack together.

Walking all the way to the east was extremely desolate.

The evil name of Shenluo Plain is beyond. Although the abyssal poisonous smoke has never left, who can guarantee that they will never spread? Therefore, there have been very few people living in the east of Bahuang City.

After crossing several barren mountains, he arrived at the Shenluo Plain.

"It's really a pocket." Luo Feng gently shook his head, and the entrance of Shenluo Plain was actually between the two mountains.

There are heavy demon guards.

Luo Feng noticed the aura of a strong four-step Golden Core Dao realm.

Enough to suppress the human race who was expelled to the Shenluo Plain.

Luo Feng concealed his whereabouts and quietly entered the Shenluo Plain.

The front suddenly opened up, and no one was walking around.

"No one?" Luo Feng was startled, and he was relieved after thinking about it. This is the entrance to the Shenluo Plain. There are a large number of demons guarding it outside. It is impossible for him to live under the eyes of the demons.

"Haha!" Suddenly, a burst of wild laughter resounded in Luo Feng's ears.

A pair of men and horses rushed in from the entrance of the Shenluo Plain, galloped away, leaving wanton laughter.

On the plains, there are very few places where you can hide your figure, but for Luo Feng, it is not a difficult task, and he continues to go deeper.

Soon, I saw Human Race.

It is sparsely distributed in various places in the Shenluo Plain.

Luo Feng's heart was slightly low.

Wherever he looked, where the human race gathered, there was no vitality.

The faces were filled with despair and desolation, like dry wood.

The sound of horseshoes approaching in the distance made their faces show horror.

One by one fled around, some got into the makeshift tents.

"The devil is here, the devil is here again!"

Shouted sternly. The team of men and horses has already rushed up, the headed bald man, holding a long whip in his hand, slammed it in the air, laughed loudly, with a hideous face, when he was riding a horse, he was thrown out with a long whip, and a human woman was too late. To avoid, there was a scream, and his skin was ripped apart.

Bloody, fell to the ground.

However, for the human races around, all this seems to be commonplace, one by one avoiding in horror.

"A group of humble people." The bald man showed contempt and laughed wanton at the same time. "Relax, my uncle is in a good mood tonight, and I don't want to catch you inferior prey."

The sound echoed over the plain, and the sound of horseshoes gradually faded away.

"Mother." A crying voice sounded, and a little girl about seven or eight years old rushed out of the tent in the distance, bursting into tears, and rushed to the woman who fell to the ground, "Mother." The voice was extremely bleak.

Behind the woman, the blood flowed continuously, her face was very pale, she stretched out her hand, her face forced a smile, "Xun'er be good, mother is okay..." However, when the woman opened her mouth, a splash of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth. Upon seeing this, the little girl cried even harder. Behind her, a man in a green shirt also rushed out, his eyes were red, "Xun'er mother..." Suddenly, the man in the green shirt knelt down towards the distance. He squatted his head suddenly, his voice was pleading, "I beg you, who has healing medicine on his body, I Zhang Tie

The tiger is willing to be a cow and a horse to repay his benefactor. "

However, everyone evaded in the direction the man in the green shirt kneeled.

The expressions of many people showed unbearable and painful expressions, but they had no choice but to turn their faces aside forcibly. "Iron Tiger, it's not that we don't want to help you." An older middle-aged walked out and sighed, "That group of demons, every three to five, will come to arrest, wound, and kill. Not enough, and they are life-saving things..." The middle-aged man said so far, really

Can't speak.

It is nothing more than a fact. Healing medicine is now the life-saving medicine of every family. Even if there is, no one is willing to take it out easily.

"Mother!" The cry of the little girl, Xun'er, was even more bleak. She pressed the woman's wound with her little hand, but the scar range of the long whip was so long, and the blood was like a spring, she couldn't hold it.

"Iron Tiger." The woman's voice trembled, her eyes begging, "Stop talking, hurry, take Xun'er and hide. Those demons, cruel and inhuman, like children, once they find Xun'er, the consequences Unthinkable."

Zhang Tiehu's face also showed a burst of pain.

He clenched his fists tightly and was trembling all over. He hated himself, hated that he could not do anything to protect his wife and children.

He is a warrior, breaking the seven shackles. However, this strength is too weak in today's prison.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed.

A white bottle fell in front of Zhang Tiehu.

Zhang Tiehu's expression was startled, his eyes fell on the white bottle, and suddenly he thought of something. He picked up the bottle in disbelief, opened it, and suddenly became ecstatic.

Spirit pill!

Inside the white bottle, there were actually two healing pills.

Moreover, Zhang Tiehu had never seen the breath that diffused from the spirit pill, a healing spirit pill of this level.

"It's saved." Zhang Tiehu was very excited, tears filled his eyes, tightly holding the white bottle in his hand, and turned around, "Xun'er, your mother is saved."

Zhang Tiehu stood up, and then suddenly he stopped and turned around. He didn't know where the white bottle was thrown from. In the end, he just bowed down and bowed in any direction, "Thank you."

Zhang Tiehu hurriedly stood up, turned around and picked up the woman, and hurriedly walked into the tent.

The little girl Xun'er followed closely.

At this time, the onlookers also dispersed.

Except for the white porcelain bottle that fell from the sky, everything else was commonplace to them.

This kind of thing happens almost every day in Shenluo Plain.

Their hearts are already desperate.

"The team just now should be arresting people again."

"Tonight, I don't know who will be unlucky. Anyway, none of the people captured by them can come back alive." "I heard that all the people caught in the last few days were beheaded and hung on the highest part of the city wall for public display, because, There was a person named'Luo Feng' who killed the Demon Race Young Master and angered the Demon Master."

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