Signed To The Ancestral Land For A Hundred Years, You Will Be Invincible When You Come Out Of The Mo

I am still young? !

I can't fall down here? ? ?

My bright future...

Wu Hong squinted his dim eyes and looked at the angry young man in front of him, feeling a little dazed for a while.

But……

You are so special, you are only twenty-seven years old.

Entering the Martial Master Realm at a young age is also recognized as a promising seed in the family. Is your future as bright as mine?

Why can you fall here, and I can't?

"Smelly boy, run for me, don't do stupid things to me."

Wu Ren heavily kicked Wu Hong's ass and kicked him into the jungle.

Wu Hong's body rolled on the ground several times before he got up. His wet eye sockets took a deep look behind him, wiped his tears, and limped into the forest without looking back.

...

"Tsk!"

The evil figure slapped her mouth, staring at the dull and godless beautiful eyes, lost interest for a while, and threw her corpse to the five black Qilin on the shore behind her, nothing tasteless.

"I would rather bite your tongue and commit suicide than make my uncle cool. I really don't know what a bitch!"

"I vaguely heard that some of you have unique hobbies, then this corpse will reward you."

The five black Qilin looked at each other, and quickly kicked the body into the pool with disgust, and explained with a dry smile to the evil figure.

"The leader must have heard it wrong. Who would be interested in a corpse is just trash talking to irritate the other party."

"Then what are you doing in place? Five Martial Master Realm guys can still let a Practitioner Realm kid run away?"

The evil figure spoke lightly, and his tone couldn't hear the joy or anger.

"Yes!"

The five black Qilin soldiers, like hyenas on the grassland, sniffed and chased them in the direction of Wu Hong's escape.

"You are the only one left now?"

The evil silhouette stepped on the surface of the water and walked towards Wu Ren with a smile.

The water waves under my feet rippling, causing layers of ripples.

Wu Ren gritted his teeth and pointed his sword at the obviously unkind person in front of him.

"Do you know why I didn't chase him, but came to you?" The evil spirit said.

"Because if I want to run, your five trash men can't stop me at all." Wu Ren's eyes were fierce, and the words popped out of his teeth.

"This is one of the reasons!" The evil spirit figure smiled.

"Any other reasons?"

"certainly!"

The evil figure took a greedily deep breath, closed his eyes, opened his arms as if he wanted to embrace the sun, and said with a look of intoxication, "Since you have asked questions sincerely, then I will tell you compassionately."

"The other reason is..."

Wu Ren took advantage of the moment he closed his eyes, moved lightly, tried not to make a sound, and quietly evacuated.

The evil figure suddenly opened his eyes, turned his eyes slightly, and shifted to the direction of the youth's escape, "...I like to hear some so-called geniuses become defeated dogs, and then make a wailing cry."

The black Killing intent rose up from him in a large amount, condensed into a huge palm, aimed at Wu Ren's back, and launched a suction palm.

The escaping figure, twice as fast as when it left, was quickly sucked back.

"It is a very uncultivated behavior to leave without listening to others' speeches."

The big palm was slowly tightened, blood overflowing from under the fair skin and hair follicles, and in a flash, Wu Ren almost became a bloody man.

The flesh and bones began to deform, making a crackling sound, painful cries of pain and cursing accompanied by sound, the evil silhouette came closer, and listened carefully.

After a while, these voices were faint, and Wu Ren gradually lost his voice.

"Still boring!"

The evil figure yawned, and a distorted and exaggerated corpse fell on the ground, making a dull sound.

The ghostly figure flashed, and the black mist drifted in the direction where Wu Hong had left.

...

The fog is all over!

"Ho...Ho..."

Wu Hong ran hard in the dead woods, turning his head to look back from time to time, and the thick white mist that suddenly spread out blocked the sight of the forest, making people unable to see the direction.

Bright red and dazzling bloodstains can be seen everywhere in the forest, and even some corpses wearing the costumes of martial arts disciples hang upside down on the branches.

Death is strange!

There was a big bloody opening in the belly, and all the organs and intestines leaked out all over the floor.

Some were beheaded, and their bodies were separated.

The upper body was buried in the dirt, but the buttocks were hung on the tree.

In short, the scene is very horrifying.

Wu Hong walked in the woods, not afraid and panic, but anger and sadness.

Many of the faces in it are still alive in the early morning, and even many of them have a good relationship with him. On weekdays, they call out "Brother Wu Hong" intimately. Unexpectedly, they have encountered this fate now. .

Wu Hong numbly walked on the path where the corpse and the forest merged. He wanted to return to his family, tell his ancestors, and ask him to come out and take revenge.

Although his complexion was cold, the blood flowing in a heart cavity and inside his body was hot.

The heat is almost boiling!

He walked hard, trying hard to walk faster, but he limped on one leg and couldn't get up any faster.

Behind him there were still lingering chasing soldiers, chasing after the traces left by his road.

got windy!

The wind drove the corpse in the treetops, making a noisy sound.

The sound of rotten meat and tree trunks beating, the sound of bones and stones beating, the sound of weapons colliding with each other.

Gathered into a ball.

Although it was very noisy, Wu Hong still pricked his ears and listened carefully, even though it made no sense to do so.

But he did it anyway, because he knew he could not take the corpses with him. Maybe the pack of jackals behind his hind feet would set the mountain on fire just as soon as his front feet left.

For him, this is the last words of the brothers and sisters of the same sect!

Xu Shi bleeds too much, and the whining sound in Wu Hong's ears gradually faded.

From blindly pure sound to complexity.

Specifically, it was as if someone was crying and sobbing, and after listening carefully, it seemed that someone was talking to him again.

What do you want to tell him?

It's just that the sound is too noisy, and it's not clear at all.

The erratic voice seemed far and near, Wu Hong didn't want to escape, he knew his physical condition, and it was a bit unrealistic to return to the Wu family.

He lost too much blood, his lips were a little pale, and his whole body was losing strength bit by bit.

Instead of struggling odorlessly, it's better to get closer and hear the noisy sounds more clearly.

Wu Hong was walking around here, looking for the most suitable place to listen to these voices. What did he want to say?

But after looking for a few places, I was still not satisfied.

Perhaps it was a foggy day, and the hyena-like chasers behind their noses were not so good, and they did not catch up for the time being.

Wu Hong frowned and finally found a suitable location. It was an ancient tree. It has existed for about a thousand years.

Wu Hong came to this tree quietly, the noisy voice in his ears became clearer, he could already be sure that the noise was trying to tell him...

His ears slowly pressed against the bark of the tree, and he could vaguely feel that the sound seemed to be coming from the tree.

He closed his eyes and listened carefully.

Finally, when he heard a few vague words, Wu Hong's mouth moved slightly, and following the increasingly clear voice, he said softly.

"Afternoon Shixiong?"

"The wine house?"

"Dancing monkey eating bear?"

"Ninth Five-Year?"

I don't know how long it has passed, it may be a few seconds, it may be a few minutes.

He finally heard it clearly.

"Brother Wu Hong!"

"help me!"

Wu Hong followed in a low voice, his pupils trembling slightly, and the shock in his heart could not be calmed for a while.

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