The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 617:
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At this sight, my eyes straightened.
Everyone in the room saw the five eagles lingering at the door for a while, then turned around and walked back step by step. They all laughed and said, "What can you see like this? Why don't you come back quickly?" ?"
While speaking, Wu Diao's feet had already entered the house.
He came in against the light, his face blurred, and no one paid attention. Only He Lianzheng, who had been closing his eyes to concentrate, suddenly opened his eyes.
At the same time his eyes opened.
"Bang."
The food box in Wu Diao's hand suddenly fell, and the food was spilled on the floor. Er Bao, who was sitting in the front, was almost burned. He quickly jumped up and stepped aside, laughing and scolding: "You kid, you saw something and your soul flew away." ..."
His words were stuck in his throat - at the same time as the lunch box fell to the ground, the five eagles fell forward and fell into his arms. He opened his mouth and kissed a few times, but could not speak, and then all the seven orifices slowed down. Bleeding came out.
Black blood.
The moment the blood flowed out, He Lianzheng had already jumped up, but instead of catching the five eagles, he raised his hand and struck it against the wall.
With a bang, the entire wall collapsed, and smoke filled the air. Behind the wall, a woman in red with a strange blowtorch in her hand raised her head in shock.
The long knife flashed like lightning and pierced directly into her mouth that opened in shock!
Inlet from the mouth, out from the back of the neck!
The smoke and dust have not yet cleared, but the blood flowers have already sprayed out!
Several black shadows jumped out.
With a sneer, He Lianzheng did not draw the knife in a hurry, but took a step forward with the knife. The long knife pierced the fake bride's head, and struck the incoming black-clothed people horizontally.
His sword struck horizontally like a hurricane wave, roaring fiercely, passing through one person's body, and will surely hit another person's chest again.
He didn't care about his back, as the remaining four people were guarding him step by step.
Smoke and dust slowly scattered and rose into the sky, stirred by the wind and sword light like a yellow gauze curtain. From time to time, deep red blood beads flew past in clusters in the yellow gauze curtain, spreading like peach blossoms.
The blood of oneself and the enemy, a fierce battle in the smoke and dust.
When the number of people decreased and the smoke was about to disperse, He Lianzheng suddenly let out a whistle, and the horses scattered in the courtyard without reins immediately hoofed up. He Lianzheng and Si Biao turned around and landed on their horses in mid-air. Without hesitation, he patted the horse and went straight to the courtyard gate.
The gate was still closed. He Lianzheng's sturdy horse kicked it fiercely. With a crash, the gate collapsed, and the five people galloped away again in a burst of dust.
The black shadow flashed, and several men in black chased them out. They looked at the corpses on the ground with ugly expressions. The first man stamped his feet for a while and said: "I still don't believe this evil, everyone continues to chase! We must not let him He returned to the grassland!"
The sixth day.
North of the mountain.
"The horse is tired. Feed it first." He Lianzheng stopped the horse and shook it when he came down.
Two hands stretched out to support him.
The owners of the hands looked at each other, their eyes dark and bitter.
Three falcons and eight badgers.
Seven Biao, only Er Biao is left.
Er Bao died in Qingfeng Town on the border between Changning and Longbei. A cold arrow ruined his life. When He Lianzheng made a mistake in a battle, Qi Ying rushed under him and held his chest against him. Get on the opponent's sword.
Even the king's horse was injured while crossing a river and was ruthlessly pushed into the river by He Lianzheng.
When his beloved horse, which he had been with for many years, sank into the river, He Lianzheng showed no expression.
Like when his brothers died, he didn't waste time grieving or collecting the bodies, he just killed people.
Now, the remaining Er Biao no longer have any grudges against He Lianzheng. Only they know best how difficult it is to become a king.
He barely ate or slept, and kept killing people. Most of the enemies died under his hands, and most of the attacks were in his hands. He suffered more wounds than everyone else along the way. Many times they thought he was They will fall, but it will be someone else who falls in the end.
The pursuers were obviously driven crazy or helpless, and wanted to keep them inland, but no matter what method they used, assassination, siege, or trap, he had a way to escape. It was a dark night. The lion inside and the tiger in the black mountains usually don't show their sharp claws, but at the most critical moment, they stretch out their palms, make a snap, and the five fingers flash with sharp edges.
"There is still one day to go, and we can return to the grassland." There was a river in front of him, He Lianzheng leaned on the horse and said in a low voice.
Er Biao squinted his eyes at the same time, and seemed to see the familiar orange lights burning on the grassland a day's journey away. The butter candles exuded a slight smell. Relatives and friends sat around in the tent, opening the hot tent. Stock pot.
Three Falcons and Badgers swallowed at the same time.
The two of them also turned around and looked behind them at the same time. A group of ragged men in black were following behind them with slow steps.
Looking at that appearance, he was also exhausted, and the body holding the sword was shaky. He didn't look like he was chasing someone, but more like he was here to see him off.
It's very funny that the pursuit is like this, but no one on either side finds it funny, and they no longer have the energy to be funny. At this time, they no longer care about setting up a trap or hiding their whereabouts. They are like a pair of enemies fighting to the death. One is holding the other's legs to prevent him from going back, and the other is dragging his legs to drag him back to his home. .
"These women are very perseverant, and their organization must be very strict." He Lianzheng chuckled, "At this time, no one left in fear, and they still followed the orders to the letter."
Three Falcons and Eight Badgers smiled weakly, thinking, Your Majesty, don’t you hope this is the case? Don't you just hope to attract all the pursuers together and then eliminate them by yourself?
You must cut off all clues that may endanger the concubine. Just as they want to keep you on the road to the grassland, you also want to keep them all before the grassland.
Only a dead person can ensure the safety of the concubine.
So you don’t rush back to the grassland, so you stop and go. You are using yourself as bait to attract the opponent to come out in full force. The blood you shed along the way is just to cover up all the traces left on this road. The smell of you and the concubine.
Three Falcons and Eight Badgers raised their eyes and looked at the starry sky above their heads. The stars were bright and far away. I wonder if they would shine in the eyes of the brothers on the grassland at this moment.
They are all orphans. They were adopted by King Kuku at an early age and grew up with Zatara. He is their king and their brother.