Chapter 25 fourth quarter
The stick swept across.Bones shattered, viscera exploded.
The five "Flying" believers with shaved heads and wearing white clothes flew away like paper dolls, and died before they hit the ground.
But there are still crazy smiles on their faces.
More believers swarmed up like ants.Another row of six men and women were swept away again.
The third row is already ahead.
With desperate eyes, Sickle looked at the iron claw walking like flying, gradually shrinking in the distance of the street.
On Iron Claw's right shoulder was a petite body in brightly colored clothes, which stood out against Iron Claw's white clothes.
Bright red shawl embroidered with flying birds.
Scythe moved forward step by step while swinging his staff.However, the waves of people still stopped in front of him without fear of death, and he had a feeling of being stuck in a quagmire.
Iron Claw's figure disappeared.
Scythe's whole body was covered with broken bones, flesh and blood of the "Flying" followers, and he continued his hopeless progress.
Di Bin stepped into Lian Shou's room.The ground was littered with sundries, the blue glazed vase was smashed to pieces, the incense burner was turned over and spilled all over the floor, the shells and wind chimes were torn off and scattered in all directions... Pools of blood spilled on the green carpet. A young man was crawling on a pool of blood.Di Bin hurriedly stepped forward and squatted down, put "killing grass" beside him, picked up the upper body of the man, and put it on his lap. Liang Zhuang coughed because of the backflow of blood into his nose.He opened his mouth, and there was blood between his teeth. Anyone who saw his ripped chest and abdomen knew that he would not live long. "Six...six..." Liang Zhuang's voice was extremely thin - it was a miracle that he was still able to speak at this moment.Di Bin put his ear close to his mouth. "Six...for...me...suggest...five...it's...done...yes...no..." The sound changed to gradually slow breathing, and finally stopped. Di Bin put down Liang Zhuang's body and closed his eyelids with his palm. Only then did he realize that his left hand was still holding the seal tightly. Of course he now knows why Iron Claw wanted to take Ning Xiaoyu away. The signature on the seal melted because of the blood on Di Bin's finger.
Zao Qi stretched out his arms wrapped in blood-stained cloth, and tremblingly accepted the sheepskin envelope in Run Sheng's hand. "You set off right away, and I will send some people to assist you." Yu Runsheng spoke slowly.He wants Zao Qi to remember every word. "But before it is handed over to that person, you must never leave this thing. No matter who asks you, even if it is a partner in the same industry, even if it is someone you know-never give it to him. Except what I told you that person." "If you're badly wounded, or going to be caught or killed, try to destroy this thing. Burn it, tear it up and eat it, whatever. Remember?" Zao Qi stuffed the envelope into his clothes and put it against his belly.He nodded vigorously. "Remember, give it to the person surnamed Huang."
A convoy of more than 60 people quickly walked on the official road north to the capital, taking the same road that Yu Runsheng went to Beijing more than a year ago. Qi Chu monopolized the largest and most luxurious car among them, and there were swordsmen on horseback at the front, back, left, and right to protect it. In the empty space in front of him, there were three wooden boxes lined up side by side. Three heads. Wen Sixi. Wu Chaoyi. Dragon worship. His penis had been erect since the carriage set off. Because he knew that there was someone waiting for him at the destination. She was also a little surprised by this physical condition, but Qi Chu couldn't suppress this natural desire reaction. He looks out the car window.Next to the road is a dense forest, and a little further away is a mountain ridge half hidden in the fog. The shape of that mountain is somewhat similar to Monkey Mountain. Qi Chu suddenly remembered some innocuous past events: when he was hiding in the cave in the Monkey Mountain, Long Bai taught him to play the chess game outside the pass-not many games later, he turned around and killed Master Long, and Master Long stared at him. The look with the eyes and the beard standing upright is very funny... He taught Baidou and Sickle to write on the sand. When they were studying hard, they looked as focused as children... In the wooden house in Poshili, every time Di Bin brought in the cooked porridge, everyone would fight to get the biggest bowl, and it always turned into a fight... Once, Master Long got a little silver from somewhere and bought him a new pair of cloth shoes—his feet were born with a problem, the soles of the shoes were thin, and it hurt to walk... The car continued in the direction of the capital. Qi Chu was still staring out of the car window blankly, her lower body continued to be erect, and tears flowed from her eyes without crying. Drafted on October 7, 2005
Di Bin stepped into Lian Shou's room.The ground was littered with sundries, the blue glazed vase was smashed to pieces, the incense burner was turned over and spilled all over the floor, the shells and wind chimes were torn off and scattered in all directions... Pools of blood spilled on the green carpet. A young man was crawling on a pool of blood.Di Bin hurriedly stepped forward and squatted down, put "killing grass" beside him, picked up the upper body of the man, and put it on his lap. Liang Zhuang coughed because of the backflow of blood into his nose.He opened his mouth, and there was blood between his teeth. Anyone who saw his ripped chest and abdomen knew that he would not live long. "Six...six..." Liang Zhuang's voice was extremely thin - it was a miracle that he was still able to speak at this moment.Di Bin put his ear close to his mouth. "Six...for...me...suggest...five...it's...done...yes...no..." The sound changed to gradually slow breathing, and finally stopped. Di Bin put down Liang Zhuang's body and closed his eyelids with his palm. Only then did he realize that his left hand was still holding the seal tightly. Of course he now knows why Iron Claw wanted to take Ning Xiaoyu away. The signature on the seal melted because of the blood on Di Bin's finger.
Zao Qi stretched out his arms wrapped in blood-stained cloth, and tremblingly accepted the sheepskin envelope in Run Sheng's hand. "You set off right away, and I will send some people to assist you." Yu Runsheng spoke slowly.He wants Zao Qi to remember every word. "But before it is handed over to that person, you must never leave this thing. No matter who asks you, even if it is a partner in the same industry, even if it is someone you know-never give it to him. Except what I told you that person." "If you're badly wounded, or going to be caught or killed, try to destroy this thing. Burn it, tear it up and eat it, whatever. Remember?" Zao Qi stuffed the envelope into his clothes and put it against his belly.He nodded vigorously. "Remember, give it to the person surnamed Huang."
A convoy of more than 60 people quickly walked on the official road north to the capital, taking the same road that Yu Runsheng went to Beijing more than a year ago. Qi Chu monopolized the largest and most luxurious car among them, and there were swordsmen on horseback at the front, back, left, and right to protect it. In the empty space in front of him, there were three wooden boxes lined up side by side. Three heads. Wen Sixi. Wu Chaoyi. Dragon worship. His penis had been erect since the carriage set off. Because he knew that there was someone waiting for him at the destination. She was also a little surprised by this physical condition, but Qi Chu couldn't suppress this natural desire reaction. He looks out the car window.Next to the road is a dense forest, and a little further away is a mountain ridge half hidden in the fog. The shape of that mountain is somewhat similar to Monkey Mountain. Qi Chu suddenly remembered some innocuous past events: when he was hiding in the cave in the Monkey Mountain, Long Bai taught him to play the chess game outside the pass-not many games later, he turned around and killed Master Long, and Master Long stared at him. The look with the eyes and the beard standing upright is very funny... He taught Baidou and Sickle to write on the sand. When they were studying hard, they looked as focused as children... In the wooden house in Poshili, every time Di Bin brought in the cooked porridge, everyone would fight to get the biggest bowl, and it always turned into a fight... Once, Master Long got a little silver from somewhere and bought him a new pair of cloth shoes—his feet were born with a problem, the soles of the shoes were thin, and it hurt to walk... The car continued in the direction of the capital. Qi Chu was still staring out of the car window blankly, her lower body continued to be erect, and tears flowed from her eyes without crying. Drafted on October 7, 2005