civilwarnovels Chapter 462 My Fatty Destroys the World (19)
Chapter 462 My Fatty Destroys the World (19)
Chapter 467 My Fatty Destroys the World (19)
Under the protection of the Seven Star Umbrella, the poisonous barriers avoided them like snakes and scorpions, and the girl led the young man through the poisonous barriers freely.
【Ding!Happiness value +5, the current happiness value of the strategy target is 37! 】
Halfway through, Tian Xiaodao suddenly called out.
Luo Miao: "What happened?"
[Don't pay attention to him!You held the god's hand just now, and he just realized it now! 】
Luo Miao was silent.
It seems that this hand will often be held in the future.
The air within a radius of five meters was purified by the Seven Star Umbrella. Besides the faint sour smell, Luo Miao also smelled fresh blood.
She dragged the stunned boy towards the place where the blood was heaviest, and the thick green fog made way for them, and they saw the tragic scene not long after they walked.
The ground was covered in blood, and the seven disciples of Kunlun fell to the ground in disorder. Some limbs were incomplete. The body was on the left side, and the thigh and arm were on the right side.
The poison-avoiding beads were nowhere to be found, and more than half of their flesh had been corroded by the poisonous gas.
Luo Miao crouched next to the only disciple who had a faint breath, and was about to look at him, when one hand suddenly grabbed the hem of her clothes.
"help me."
Si Qi pulled Luo Miao back while the man stretched out his hand, and stuffed the umbrella into Luo Miao's hand: "Stay away."
Luo Miao raised her eyebrows, and obediently moved half a step.
The man was cut in half, his upper body was still shaking, and the other half of his body was missing.
Unaware that he had been broken in two, he stretched out his other hand to cover his neck desperately, trying to stop the blood from gushing out, struggling to grab Si Qi: "Help me...I don't want to die."
Si Qi grabbed his wrist and shook his head silently.
Hopeless.
The man's face was completely corroded by the poisonous gas, and his original appearance could no longer be recognized. The voice should be that of the leading disciple who insisted on entering the Sword Tomb.
Luo Miao watched him desperately trying to survive, and asked indifferently: "What wish do you have?"
One sentence has already told him the ending, the man stopped all struggles, and his pupils began to slack: "Please... take our sword... back to Kunlun..."
"Birth is a person from Kunlun... death is..."
Helpless, the last words are still not finished.
Si Qi put down his hand, waved with one hand, and took back everyone's swords.
From the beginning to the end, his expression was indifferent. Death was no stranger to him. When he was a child, he would cry when he was frightened by a head, and asked over and over again why people would kill another person. Grown up, or numb.
But Luo Miao was different, she was only five hundred years old, but she was calm enough and indifferent enough.
"You..." Si Qi moved his lips, wanting to ask her how you grew up and what kind of experience you had, but felt that this was too cruel.
It must have been difficult for her to develop this kind of personality before, so why force a child to recall the cruel past.
"Forget it, let's go." Si Qi gave up, took her by the wrist and continued walking.
Luo Miao, who was waiting for him to ask a question, was stunned for a moment, her eyes blank: "What do you want to ask?"
brush--
There was sword energy flying over, Si Qi raised the sword calmly, and pushed the sword wind away with the scabbard: "No, you are relying on the left and right, as long as there are people around."
Luo Miao walked behind him, staring at his thin back without blinking: "It was negotiated."
The promised life, why am I relying on you?
"Okay, yes, you are right."
Listen to this attitude.
She couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled the hair on her back with all her strength, and pulled it fiercely!
"hiss--"
Si Qi was completely unprepared, and fell down suddenly, just dodging a sword qi, his scalp was numb with pain, and asked coldly: "Cub, did you do it on purpose?"
"How to Hone Good Acting Skills" finally came in handy, the little goddess flashed her beautiful big eyes, innocent as if the air was misunderstood me: "I'm saving you, little trash."
Si Qi strongly feels that these three words are definitely not good words: ...
Roar--
A beast's hiss broke through the sky.
The ground is shaking.
With a flash of sword light, dozens of swords flew out of the poisonous fog with the momentum of breaking through the air.