Novoland: Eagle Flag Chapter 4: Bronze Blood Eight

The sound of the light fish flipping the water was piercingly clear in the darkness.

Asule looked up at the ceiling of the cave, and touched his cold arms. He curled up behind the stalactite and leaned sideways to peek out. The old man lay silently on the bank of the underground river, one bare foot soaked in the cold river water.

Asule didn't know what he wanted to do. He just saw the old man cut his toe with a sharp piece of gravel, and a trace of blood quietly diffused along with the river.

In a place where there is no sunlight, he can't remember how much time has passed. These days his heart is full of emptiness, as if he has no strength to think about it. Every fixed time, there will be baked pancakes packed in iron boxes falling from the dark and slender passage, and there is plenty of water in the underground river. He doesn't know how long he can live like this, maybe like an old man, he will not die for many years .

In the dark, he sleeps and wakes up from time to time. Sometimes he can feel the deep breathing of the old man behind the stalactites on his back. Sometimes the old man also wanders around like an ape, with erratic shadows. The only breath of life.

Those light fish somehow sank to the bottom of the river, and the cave became darker and darker. The old man was still lying there quietly, making one suspect that he was dead. Asule pulled out the blue shark from his arms, and placed the blade on his wrist. It seemed that a trace of icy air penetrated through the blade silently, and his whole body trembled. He knew that as long as he used a little more force, this sharp famous blade would cut open his wrist veins, and the hot blood would rush to the cold air of the blade, so there was no need to think about it, no one would do it in such a place. To stop the bleeding for him, people opened the dungeon many years later, but it was just a short bone, and no one would know that he was the prince.

After a long silence, he moved the knife away and sat there blankly. He stroked the dark green silk on the handle of the knife, like a girl's delicate skin, where the ribbons were intertwined with easy-to-handle knots, which Suma tied for him, the daughter stroked her father's old knife , pierced it all night, and hung it on his chest the next morning.

He put the handle of the knife on his face: "Suma..."

After a while, he murmured again: "Grandma..."

There was a "crashing" sound, and he turned his head, feeling as if a big fish had flipped the water, but that king-like light fish always sank at the bottom of the water.

The fluorescence is extremely dim, not to mention the big light fish, those colorful small fishes also seem to have sunk to the bottom of the water, only a trace of ripples slowly spread out on the quiet water surface. He became inexplicably uneasy, and stared intently at the unusually quiet water surface, but nothing appeared.

He let out a low breath, put the blue shark back into his waist, and turned to walk away. The ripples that had faded quietly reappeared at this moment, silently, like a snake sliding under the water. The faint water line slowly made a full circle and disappeared again. Asule suddenly saw the old man's eyes opened, he was lying there numbly, but his eyes were shining like a leopard.

It is not only the fierceness of the beast, but also an uncontrollable hunger and thirst.

The waterline reappeared, it was added silently, stretched straight like a string, it moved faster and faster, pointing at the old man. Layers of water splashed, and Asule's heart twitched violently, an intuition told him that it was a terrible thing.

The water splash suddenly burst, and at the same moment the old man jumped up with his back, a strange scream like tearing silk resounded in the air, and a huge black shadow jumped out of the water splash, and fell into the air under the old man's feet.

"Fish!" Asule couldn't help shouting.

But he didn't dare to say if it was a fish, exposed in front of him were countless white bone spurs, they were as sharp as teeth, piercing out from the monster's black leather, reflecting iron-like luster. Scales covered its entire head, it had no eyes, only a big greedy mouth with viper-like barbed teeth inside, its tongue was brownish-yellow, covered with poisonous turquoise Tumor.

The monster flew into the air, and most of its body was rushed to the river beach. Its iron-like tail frantically lashed against the rocks, then raised its head and bit the old man again. It stared at the old man's feet, and Lu Guichen suddenly realized that this terrible thing was attracted by the smell of blood.

The old man looked like a fierce beast pounced down from a cliff, twisting and changing his hands in the air. Asule couldn't see the movements of his hands clearly, the old man fell to the ground suddenly, pulling something and hurried back. The cave was filled with the monster's voice, this time it screamed like a baby in the depths of its throat, the sound was like a knife and saw grinding the ear bones.

The old man grabbed its tongue.

On the body of this monster covered in bony spurs that cannot be touched, only the spotted tongue is smooth. The old man was pulling his tongue, as if he was using a noose to trap the wild horse. The monster clearly sensed its own disadvantage. It obviously didn't dare to leave the water, so it frantically twisted its body to retreat.

The wrestling between the two sides was accompanied by the old man's hoarse laughter and the monster's painful hiss. Asule was covered in cold sweat, and his nervousness was like a tight tongue. He thought of the old man's half-missing foot, Understand that it was bitten off by something.

The old man's sharp nails caught the monster's tongue like an iron hook, leaving his hands covered in dark green blood. The monster's hissing suddenly became extremely sharp, and its big mouth closed suddenly. The old man stumbled back a few steps, and fell to the ground, only half of his limp tongue remained in his hand.

At a critical moment, it actually bit off its own tongue.

The old man also seemed to be startled for a moment, but when he looked up, he saw that the monster didn't take this opportunity to retreat into the water, it wriggled its legless body and climbed up to the shore, its mouth was full of dark green blood dripping down. Even Asule could see that it was furious, turning its head left and right to look for the enemy's breath, the bone spurs were rubbing against the ground, the iron-like tail was beating the ground heavily, the terrible sound was like stones quietly crack.

When it fully emerged, it was nearly fifteen feet long. It looked like a huge fish or a snake. When its upper body stood up hard, it was half taller than the old man opposite.

It caught the scent of the prey, stopped suddenly, and faced the old man straight. It has no eyes, but the sudden silence is more frightening than any staring. Its big mouth is open, and green blood and mucus are slowly dripping down.

Bitting off its tongue, it has no harm. What it is facing is an old man who is as unarmed as a wild monkey.

The old man also quieted down. He dropped half of his tongue, rubbed his hands dry, and stood up straight. Asule was suddenly worried, he hesitated for a moment, lowered his voice and shouted: "Grandpa, grandpa!"

He waved vigorously to get him to see clearly and back away.

The monster suddenly turned its head to face Asule, with a ho-ho low sound coming out of its throat. The old man also looked at him, his eyes were so dull that there was no expression. Asule was crushed by this silence, he dared not speak any more according to his beating heart.

The monster was quiet for a moment, then it suddenly stood upright! At this time, only the coiled tail supported the body, and it was a full twelve feet in height. No fish or snake could be like it. Its tall body trembled slightly, as if it had reached its limit, and then it "slammed" its body out with all its strength, like a huge whip that fell from the sky, and its bone spurs were the thorns on the whip.

Asule didn't dare to breathe. At that moment, he watched the old man tremblingly lift up the thing in his hand, which was a huge piece of stone, which he lifted high above his head. The posture of the wooden plow holding up the saber suddenly flashed in Asule's mind. The postures of the two people seemed very similar, but very different. The moment the wooden plow raised the knife, it looked like a warrior made of iron, all the muscles and muscles of his body were tense under the armor, while the posture in which the old man lifted the stone flake was unusually heavy. Unable to control.

Asule thought the old man was going to die. Maybe he was living too terrified, and he wanted to use this monster to kill himself. With his body shaking like fallen leaves, and the brittle and hard stone flakes, he had no chance at all.

At this time, the stone flake suddenly became quiet and no longer trembled, Asule was surprised to find that it was stretched straight like a famous blade. As the old man stepped forward, Asule couldn't hear clearly, but the old man seemed to be muttering something non-stop.

He had never heard the old man say a word, and he thought that the old man, like Suma, was born unable to speak. A low voice came from over there, and Asule suddenly felt his body start to heat up, and his heart beat violently, as if it was tense and about to burst. He covered his ears tightly.

Every step forward of the old man was followed by a short pause, his figure suddenly shifted, and then rushed up, spinning sharply in mid-air, turning with him a huge stone piece as long as him.

It was a swivel slash!

Sule's chest suddenly felt relieved, he felt as if ice was flowing through his blood vessels, and the depths of his brain had been pricked by a needle. At that moment, the time suddenly slowed down in his eyes, and he watched helplessly as the stone flakes could not bear the huge force imposed by the old man, and began to collapse during the rotation.

It was a majestic force that could cut through the darkness and split the majesty. The stone knife collided with the monster's head during the shattering.

The old man turned around and landed, panting heavily and ran forward a few steps. The monster stood up straight for a moment, and then felt the pain of a crack, straightened up and twisted vigorously, like a totem from the ancient prehistoric era on the rock painting. Dark green blood dripped from its head, all its scales were opened in pain, and the white bone spurs were ground off on the rock.

It fell powerlessly and hit the rock hard. The gravel was thrown out by its body and hit the rock wall with a bang. Asule looked at the wound on its head from a distance, those broken stone pieces completely pierced into its body, without showing at all.

The old man rushed forward and eagerly grabbed the monster's wound with his hands. The dark green blood gradually drained, but the flesh was as crystal clear as snow. Like a wild beast that has been hunted, he randomly poked at the corpse of his prey, tore off a piece of raw meat and started to chew, his mouth was full of monster green blood.

He chewed for a while, then turned his head to look at Asule, held a piece of fresh meat in his hand, and shook it at him.

Asule shook his head in fear, turned and fled. The old man ignored him, and continued to lower his head to **** the blood from the monster's wound. The green blood flowed between his teeth, making them whiter.

Fire flashes on the blade.

Tuoba Shanyue erected the Pixiu Knife, staring at the newly sharpened blade in the candlelight. The muddy water with iron sand slowly flowed down from the knife body, but still couldn't hide its bleak iron light. Tuoba Shanyue nodded in satisfaction, wiped the knife with a dry cloth, and lightly tested the blade with his fingers.

He has been sharpening his own knives for many years. Lei Yun Menghu sat cross-legged next to him and didn't say a word. He followed Tuoba Shanyue for a long time, and he knew that when he was sharpening his knife, he was thinking and he must not be disturbed.

"As soon as I sharpened this knife recently, I remembered what a long-time teacher said to me, how can you not regret it when you are alive?" Tuoba Shanyue sighed softly.

"The general said..." Lei Yunmenghu was puzzled.

Tuoba Shanyue smiled: "I'm just talking to myself, will tomorrow be His Royal Highness the eldest prince Bimogan invite the hunting?"

"Yes, is the general going?"

"Go, of course."

Lei Yun Menghu hesitated for a moment, but said again: "General, we have arrived in Beidu for half a month. Every day is either drinking or hunting in the countryside. The soldiers are also lazy, fighting and making trouble when they are idle. A few days ago One day, a **** took a few bolts of colorful silk to seduce the daughter of a herdsman, and was beaten by his young man. If his subordinates hadn't arrived in time, his arm would have been cut off. This is not the way to go on. I'm afraid I'm anxious to wait."

Tuoba Shanyue smiled: "Meng Hu, you have seen these princes with me, tell me who is the proton we want."

"What do we want?" Lei Yun Menghu froze for a moment, then shook his head.

"Meng Hu, your thinking is still too simple." Tuoba Shanyue chuckled softly, "You think we form an alliance with Qingyang, but Qingyang relies on our big ship, we rely on Qingyang's cavalry, Isn’t it? In fact, what the lord thinks is not as simple as ‘relying on’, we want to turn Qingyang’s cavalry into our own army!”

"Our own army?"

"The king is the king in our hands, and the army becomes our army." Tuoba Shanyue said.

"Meng Hu, you are very smart, but not smart enough to understand what the emperors and princes think. It's fine if you don't understand, then don't ask. If you step into the battlefield of the court, you will never be able to get out again. Here we come."