Chapter 117: You Can Strike Earlier
The rain kept falling, and it was booming.
Washed with dripping blood, but also washed away the squalor and ugliness of this world.
......
Yue Yueran stepped on the clouds, a foot off the ground, looking down at the corpse that fell to the ground, his eyes were gloomy and deep, of course he was the one who shot just now.
After looking down for a moment, his gaze finally fell on the young man.
His eyes flashed, he moved closer, picked the man's storage bag, and stuffed his body into his own storage bag.
"Dispose of the other bodies. ”
At the sound of an order, the voice was cold.
Red Storm's expression was slightly complicated at the moment, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
But he didn't speak, he disposed of the corpses, and after picking up the storage bags, they burned them clean.
And Yue Yuran had already turned over the young man's storage bag.
This person has a lot of spirit stones, and there are a lot of strange things, most of which don't look like good roads, and there seem to be some spiritual things that nourish the mother's womb, but the level is not much better.
Eventually, disappointed shakes his head.
Soon, Red Storm came and handed over the other monks' storage bags.
The two of them flew to the horizon.
As he flew away, Yue Yuran continued to look at the other monks' storage bags.
In the end, it was still disappointment and put it away together.
"Brother Dao, you can take action earlier and save this person from the Bashan family. ”
Beside him, Red Storm, who had been talking for a long time, finally spoke.
Obviously, the two of them have been here or have been following them for a short time, and of course Red Storm doesn't know about the Bashan family's deeper calculations against the two of them.
"I know. ”
Yue Yuran replied lightly.
"Then why didn't you save it?"
Red Storm was puzzled.
"Is this a question that a war slave should ask? Or am I giving you too much freedom? Does it make you feel that you are still the powerful and free young master of the Red family?"
Yue Yuran stared at Red Storm coldly.
Red Storm was speechless.
Yue Yueran didn't look at him anymore, his eyes fell into the darkness in the distance, and his gaze was rarely a little gloomy.
was secretly calculated by Shangguan Fan and the Bashan family one after another, and Yue Yueran's heart was inevitably affected, did he want to sink into the dark abyss as Shangguan Fan expected from now on?
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In the distance, in another valley.
The monks of the Bashan family are waiting in ambush.
Obviously, no one can predict when Qin Shiyu will come back and what monks he will bring back, so the monks are arranged to lurk on the periphery, and if they find out, they will be notified in advance.
Lee Young-jeong is one of them.
This person is the grandson of an old deacon of the Bashan family, although he is not the blood of the Bashan family, he is loyal to the Bashan family, and his status is naturally much higher than those war slaves.
A few miles to the east of the valley, Li Yingzheng was dressed in black, lurking among several tall trees, and a pair of eyes were looking in the direction of the further east.
Before Qin Shiyu, he went in that direction, and if there was no accident, he should also come back from that direction.
The mountains are silent.
Li Yingzheng was like a ghost, motionless.
This person didn't notice that in the grass and tall trees behind him, a wisp of blood-red air, like a small snake, was spreading little by little.
Voiceless!
No interest!
Like a wisp of smoke!
The blood-red air currents, swimming in the dark night, are even more unnoticed.
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Whew-
Suddenly, it seemed that he smelled something unusual, Li Yingzheng twitched his nose, looked at the distance to the east, and finally turned to other places, looked left and right, and looked for it.
There was no anomaly left and right, and he looked backwards again.
As soon as I turned my head, my eyes shook violently, and my soul flew away!
The blood-red air flow had already condensed into a snake-like appearance, and when it reached the place where it was Xu, in the moment Li Yingzheng saw it, a hole shot out!
Click!
There was a cracking sound!
Li Yingzheng's forehead was instantly pierced through a hole, and blood gushed out.
Click!
Click!
In other directions, there were also piercing sounds, so slight that the monks who were a little farther away could not detect it.
The monks arranged by the Bashan family were killed one by one, and there was no major movement.
After another moment, there were forty or fifty figures, coming silently, gathered together, all dressed in black, with indifferent expressions like monsters.
The leading monk is one of the two biological sons of the bloody hand monster, the old man who looks like an old monk, the old guy looks at the direction of the valley not far ahead, and his smile is evil and yin!
Thinking of something, his eyes flashed, and he turned his head again and looked into the distance to the east.
"How come this stupid thing, why hasn't he come back until now? I reminded him early that the Blood River Cheguo was definitely not on that person, and he had to earn this non-existent credit, which distracted the combat power in vain. ”
A mutter.
But since the stake has been pulled, the arrow has been on the hyun, and if it is dragged down, it may be discovered, and today's ambush is imperative.
"Do it!"
If you groan again, it is an order.
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Right now, in the middle of the valley.
In a small cave, he opened his eyes suddenly without regrets.
In the moment just now, a bad feeling was suddenly born in his heart, as if a catastrophe was about to come, pulling him back into the world outside his body from his cultivation state, which was not too focused.
"Alert!"
Swish!
The old guy ejected, and before he could get out of the little hole, he let out a loud shout.
Boom Boom Boom –
Almost at the same time as the sound spread, an even louder rumbling sound shook the sky, and the bright light burst up.
Where the light comes from, it's underground!
The flying dirt, the gravel, the grass and trees, the earth was blasted open from below, as if there was a scorching sun, about to rush out of the ground, the light was brilliant, and there was some kind of sharp and incomparable power.
Amid the explosion, screams erupted.
The monk who couldn't dodge was hit on the spot, and everyone hurriedly flew towards the sky.
Looking closely, in the center of the golden light, there was a huge awl-like light and shadow, which seemed to be the light of a magic weapon.
Who is it?
What is this?
"Watch out for the sky!"
Before he could figure it out, someone shouted in surprise.
Everyone was startled, and they looked up again, and in the sky, there was already a blood-red arrow rain-like attack, bursting in, and behind the arrow rain, there was a black figure, like a demon killing.
Whoop –
Everyone hurriedly flashed again, and above their hearts, they were unprecedentedly urgent.
"Ahh
There was another scream.
Another monk was tricked.
In the heavens and on the ground, under two waves of sneak attacks one after another, the monks of the Bashan family were killed and injured.
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"The old ghost doesn't dare to come, and the little ghosts deserve to sneak attack the old man!"
Pull out the mountain and drink without regrets.
"Old thing, your time has long passed, you can't see it, aren't you at the peak of your year at all?"
In the direction of the sky, the old man laughed in response.