God does not take the blame

After knowing that it was not a real pistol, Chen Qiong lost interest in experimenting.

Sideways dodged the pistol, or the bullet of the "firecracker" at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

There was coldness and indifference in his eyes, the knife in his hand was raised high, the sharp blade shone brightly in the sun, and he swung it straight at the man's neck without the slightest hesitation.

"Stop! General Chen, I think we can have a good talk."

"Lord, don't..." Going out, before a strong man with a scar on his face finished speaking, the old man he was trying to stop took a step forward and collapsed.

The moment Chen Qiong swung the knife, an old voice with unfinished prestige suddenly resounded. He was wearing the clothes of an ordinary soldier, with a tiger skin cloak faintly revealing from the inside. The pistol was being firmly held by the old man at this time, and the muzzle of the gun was pointing at where Chen Qiong's heart was.

"Father! Save..."

The cry for help that the man hadn't yelled out was stuck in his throat forever.

Chen Qiong's dark eyes glanced slightly in the direction of the old man. She didn't know if she saw the old man's threat or not. She didn't answer the old man's words, but her knife gave the answer without half a stop. The knife raised and fell, and the head rolled down. .

"you!"

"boom!"

The old man was irritated by this almost undisguised provocation, the tiger was late, but the prestige was still there.The mind tempered by the superiors for decades is far from comparable to that of other soldiers. At this time, the old man's keen control of the battlefield situation and his courage far above ordinary people are reflected.After Chen Qiong's slashing, the normal people would have a very short period of shock and numbness. When the old force has faded and the new force is not yet born, it is a shot to Chen Qiong's heart, which is much quieter than the previous "firecracker" sound. After the buzzing sound of the explosion, the bullets ejected!

Perceived the sense of danger that the nerve endings were trembling, that kind of excited trembling that I haven't felt for a long time, a look of madness flashed in my eyes, and my body shifted slightly at an angle while the muscles trembled.

"Puchi!" There was a slight sound of bullets entering the flesh.

"Ahem, bah! As expected, it is indeed a real pistol... This strength~ this speed, so powerful!"

Under the buffer of the muscles, the bullet was firmly stuck in the ribs.

【Host!You come again!all right? 】

"It's okay, I feel okay~"

After hearing Chen Qiong's answer, the seven systems didn't ask any more questions. They had long been accustomed to the host's neurotic behavior of convulsions from time to time.In the past three years, the host has done many more crazy and stupid things than this, 'What should I do if the host is a martial idiot and masochist? 'It's also very difficult for them to manage!

That is to say, but the leaders have long been proficient in adding pain weakening (equivalent to a short-term anesthetic) function to Chen Qiong's wound, and then exchanging various healing elixirs, regardless of previous experience. Chen Qiong's opinion was directly stuffed into Chen Qiong's mouth.

Sensing the sudden pile of pills in his mouth, Chen Qiong did not refuse, smiled and began to chew like jelly beans.

Because of the blood spilling from the corner of Chen Qiong's mouth, the Jie people only thought that Chen Qiong was swallowing blood.

But they didn't hurt Chen Qiong's joy in the slightest. Countless experiences in the past told them that Chen Qiong didn't fall down after the sound, and their heads had already been pinned to the waistband by Chen Qiong's appointment.Because Chen Qiong is more like an animal than a human, and will be even more cruel after being injured...

Shan Yu lived behind the scenes for a long time and didn't know it, but these veterans who had countless confrontations with Chen Qiong really knew it very well.

When Chen Qiong was walking towards this side step by step, a group of strong men rarely took a few steps forward to form a siege, trying to protect the old man behind him, and wanted to continue to evacuate.

But was stopped by the old man.

"Why are the warriors of our Jie clan afraid of dying! I think back then when our Jie clan lived in the barren snowfields, the old and the weak froze to death and starved to death. In order to survive and continue the blood, the warriors of our clan drank the blood from their fur and made clothes from the fur of wild animals. , broke their sharp claws to make weapons, and stepped out of the snow field with blood step by step... I, Huyan Kele, have lived up to the will of my ancestors for dozens of years in my life. The Chen Dynasty, swallowed the Celestial Dynasty that my family once worshiped and worshiped in the south. He spent his whole life as a soldier and fought all the way. Those who kill people will always kill them. I have already prepared for this day. !

We can lose everything, because we have nothing in the first place, lose me, lose the land and power we have now, but we must not lose our vigor and blood. Our ancestors used this vigor and blood to walk out of the snow field.As long as this bloodiness remains in the hearts of the people, without us, they will have to start all over again if they lose everything.

Soldiers, let's go up, soldiers and horses will live their lives, and the battlefield is our best destination..."

"Okay, Shanyu we listen to you..." The strong men of the Jie clan were a little sad for a while.

Chen Qiong also had a flash of admiration in his eyes when he heard the words, but the murderous intent on his body did not diminish at all.

Just as he was about to step forward, his eyes froze in the air for a moment, and fell on the man with the knife with a scar on his face beside Old Shanyu.That face completely overlapped with the picture in memory, and the corners of his mouth suddenly turned cold.Then he pulled it slowly again, bigger and bigger, there seemed to be a thick river of blood rolling in his eyes, and it was covered with frost.It seems to be saying: I finally found you...

The slender fingers with all kinds of calluses slowly clenched the handle of the knife, with such force that the iron sheet wrapped around the handle was deformed.

Looking at Old Shanyu, he swallowed all the words he wanted to say before, and suddenly lost interest.

"Okay, come here, just have a good fight!"

The hand-to-hand combat was full of blood, and the old Shanyu seemed to have good marksmanship. When the soldiers surrounded and killed Chen Qiong, he seized the opportunity to shoot Chen Qiong's vital parts from time to time.

Blood stained this oasis red, Chen Qiong's swordsmanship is very neat, often a life is harvested when the knife is raised, and when the knife is dodged, some guns that cannot be avoided, Chen Qiong will not dodge, and avoid the vital points. down.Anyway, the scars on her body have long been criss-crossed, and there is no beauty at all, not bad for the embellishment of the bullet marks.

All the strong men had their heads chopped off with the blade of a knife, only the man with the scar on Chen Qiong was knocked unconscious with the back of the knife.

Arriving in front of Shanyu of the Jie tribe, there seemed to be a bullet in the gun in Shanyu's hand. At first it was aimed at Chen Qiong, but in the end he shook his head with a desolate smile, and slowly pointed the gun at himself. temples.

"Bang!" Snowflakes splashed everywhere.