The Return of the Saint

In a few superpositions, the typhoon can't completely defense. There are a lot of ammunition to break through the sealing of wind and water flow, although it has been seriously deviated from the original aiming direction, but still detonated around Wu Hao, even Protect yourself, splashing wounds have drawn a lot of small wounds in Wu Hao.

Under such interference, Wu Hao can no longer be able to manipulate the typhoon, and the rotation will become confusing.

The shape of the wind also begins constant distortion, the whole typhoon is like a drunken wine, and it began to become shake.

The situation is critical.

However, the wood spirit found this situation, and when there was a wave of ammunition to break through the blockade, several Mulu opened the cover and blocked the surroundings of Wu Wei.

This time, the gunpowder did not interfere with Wu Hao, and the typhoon began to slowly recover normal.

But the cost is the life of the five Muslin people.

Because the ammunition that the breakthrough coming is too much, even if the opening of the cover is also the end of the moment, people may be barely block down, but Wu Hao is limited, the location is limited, and only five people can be held at the same time. Defense, must be guarded with life.

Even so, when a wave of ammunition breaks through the blockade, rushing to their "female martial art", it will still fly out of the people in the crowd.

Even if each Mulong people who are in Wu Wei, I know that I will die, but they still do this, and there is no one who is timid or hesitating.

Over time.

Many of the eyes of Muslings are red, and everyone's eyes have a continuous flow of tears.

Because every other will, there will be five people, consciously move toward the embrace of the dead.

No one is not sad, no one is not painful.

Because of the dead people, have their wives, their friends, their brothers, their sisters.

Every time I need to sacrifice five people.

No one will be retired, nor does it need to catch or draw.

Because this moment will have a wooden spirit that far more than 10 people rushed out, only the fastest talent will have the opportunity to block the body of Wu Wei.

So they don't need to pick people, everyone will leave the death to themselves after the first aftertaste, and leave the chance of life to others.

This other may be his wife, his husband, his brother, his own sister.

Because only yours are faster than them, they can live more than yourself.

When Chu Xing and Zhou fish rushed from the camp, it was gave up by a good wood.

Their two were shocked to look at this incredible scene. In this group, everyone was rushing to dying, just to give others a chance to survive.

A strong pain makes Chu Xing feel unbearable.

Chu Xing turned the uncle with himself and the surrounding fish. The big uncle is called Ye Ba, the age is not big, it seems to have only about 30 or so, there is a beautiful "big", is the wife of Uncle, name It's called wood, these are on the way, and Uncle Ye told Chu Xing.

"Ye Uncle, why do you have to do this? Obviously, you have already messy the enemy's surrounding circle. At this time, as long as you wait until the typhoon is scattered, then you can't make a chasing, isn't the enemy? ? "

With the Ye Uncle Chu Xing and Shoufish, he watched the Chu Xing with a surprised expression. This kind of eye is so pure, pure to Chu Xing can't help but feel deep.

Uncomfortable, Chu Xing lowered his head, a sense of shame, just like the eyes of Ye Uncle, tingling the heart of Chu Xing

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Ye Uncle gave Chu Xing and Zhou fish to "Ye Da", Ye Da, did not say, just silently passed Chu Xing and Sweetfish.

Ye Da's eyes blurred against Ye Uncle: "You have no conscience."

Uncle Ye went to Ye Dadao: "Go back to take care of our children, and the children of the leaves, after all, their family is gone."

Ye Dadi is no longer talking, just nodded.

Ye Uncle is unclear, the Chu Xing Positive Tao: "If someone is willing to protect your present, you should return to return; otherwise, who will guard your future?"

Things, don't say what to say.

Uncle Ye turned and flew to Wu Hao's body, with other four people, changed a group of coke charcoal in the fire, lost the trace.

Ye Daw's tears drops on the face of Chu Xing.

But Chu Xing did not feel, because his tears have already filled the cheeks.

This is a light color of life in the world.

Wu Hao in the typhoon is still rotating, and it seems that everything in the outside world is not related to her, and the beautiful and cold face is high.

Just speeding the typhoon that is constantly accelerating, and the blood of the Wu Hao's mouth slowly overflows, and quietly shows what.

Ok, after the sacrifice of Ye Uncle, the gigaby attack began to gradually decrease.

Typhoon has completely rushing out the giant circle of the giant. The attack of the plane is unable to move the typhoon defense.

In some unwilling aircraft, chasing a futile attack, and was also involved in one.

The giant troops returned.

The typhoon continues quietly.

Slowly, the typhoon becomes more and more thin, getting thinner.

Wu Hao's rotation is getting slower. . .

As the last wave of wind spreads.

Wu Hao and all Muslings have successfully fell to the ground.

Immediately, Wu Wei was sprayed, and a blood red was released.

The blush of the mouth of the mouth, so that Wu Hao's face is getting pale.

It also appears more weak, there is a beautiful feeling.

But at this time, she did not pay attention.

Because all the Muslin people come down, all the heads are low, facing their own direction, silent.

It is also mournful and mourning, because the sacrifices of the compatriots saved them at this moment.

A treminated hand is holding a paper towel in front of Wu Wei.

It turned out to be a weekfish.

Wu Hao hesitated, and looked at the face of full face, nervous and shied.

Still it.