Forty Millenniums of Cultivation - z260

Gray and the chasing soldiers fell on the treetops, and the fists and crossfires hit the fireworks-like Mars.

Gus only cares for the squirrels in the bushes and mud – he does not want to be killed by his own sister and his sister, but he does not want, dare, never thought about betraying his beliefs, and the temple of the boxing, and everyone in the town, And the whole world is an enemy!

Gus only wants to dig a hole in the mud, find a seam in the pit, bury himself deeply, hide it, and never find it.

But this is impossible.

A stinky breath came from behind, and Gus felt something on his back and licked his neck.

When looking back, Gus found a distorted face.

That is a former classmate of his class, called Guo Qi, and Qin Yong is a pig friend, often mixed together.

When Qin Yong threatened Gus yesterday, this Guo Qi was also watching the cold eyes, and also sneered at Gus.

At this moment, his expression has become extraordinarily embarrassing, like a crazy like a devil, as if to bite a piece of meat from Gus neck.

Gus noticed that there was a **** vague hole on his left shoulder, and there was a strong smell of burnt smell, which could not be covered by heavy rain.

In the middle of the black rotten meat, a smashing arrow was inserted.

I want to come. This guy first attacked Gray. As a result, he was shot by an arrow and lost most of his combat power. He could only get rid of Gus.

“You killed Qin Yong!”

Guo Qi violently drunk.

“I, I don’t!”

Gus was frightened and retired, instinctively explaining.

“Of course you don’t have it. Your waste is that your sister killed Qin Yong, but you can’t get rid of it. You are all **** evil sects. I want to send all your two brothers and sisters to the firearm!”

Guo Qi said wickedly, his arms are like two quirks, and the more they get tighter, the more they get out of breath.

Gus’s eyes are staring at Venus, and the deeper and deeper like a drowning person, there is a horror of horror in front of him. He and his sister are really **** like a piglet, tied back to the boxing temple and hung on the firearm. In the eyes of the public, under the guidance of thousands of people, they were smashed by flames, and they smashed out a large blisters, slowly turning into black, crumpled, and curled into a ball.

Fear turned into strength, Gus struggled, his hands waved wildly, and suddenly he touched something.

It is a smashing arrow that pierces Guo Qi’s shoulder.

Gus subconsciously pulled out.

This arrow was stuck in the gap between Guo Qi’s shoulder blade. It couldn’t be pulled out for a while, but it was painful Guo Qi screamed: “Don’t dare to resist, you waste!”

Called to call, tightening the arms of Gus neck, but involuntarily slack and twitch.

This “waste” reminds Gus of the unbearable days of the Iron Box School.

I think of my own natural weakness, as if I was being indiscriminately made by the boxing god.

I remembered that I was so devout to believe in the boxing spirit, and regarded all shame, ridicule and cold eyes as the test of heaven, and worked harder than others to cultivate, but no one else gained anything.

In the Tekken School, even children who are younger than him, after a few years of cultivation, can often ride on his neck to triumph.

In the past, he has been reluctant to admit.

Today, he can no longer deceive himself.

“Don’t the boxing **** really bless me?”

Gus asked himself.

Subsequently, more than a decade of bitterness, grievances, pain and resentment turned into a wretched low-pitched voice, “I am not a waste!”

With both hands in force, the arrow smashed out with blood and broken bones. It was so painful that Guo Qi jumped up and screamed at the shoulders of his blood, and naturally released Gus.

Gus took the opportunity to roll on the spot and wanted to escape the attack range of the opponent.

Guo Qi flew up in a more fierce and fierce manner. It seems that even if he was abolished, he also had the confidence to unload Gus.

Guo Qi’s furious expression, and Gus’s imagination, the face of Qin Yi, who was burned in the raging flames, merged together, scared Gus to wave his hand in the arrow and almost cut Guo Qi’s nose.

“Bastard! Waste! Traitor! I killed you!”

On Guo Qi’s nose, he dropped a soybean-sized piece of meat, only a little oily skin, hanging on his lips and shaking, it was both horrible and funny.

He was already angry and rushed to the crown, stood up like a bear with a head injury, and leaped to Gus, ignoring his empty door wide open–thinking, in Guo Qi’s eyes, Gus’s small arm and calf could not hurt him.

Even when he saw that Gus had fished two mechanical cymbals from behind, the irritated expression did not change at all. It was as if the image of “waste” in Gossip was too deep in the hearts of the people, so that he could not believe it. Even the “waste” like Gus can grow the devil’s fangs.

“Hey!”

Gus fired more than a dozen arrows in one breath.

Guo Qi was hammered by an invisible iron fist. The whole person fell out and squatted on a big tree and slipped into the mud at the bottom of the tree.

His chest was full of smashing arrows, like two hedgehogs – burning hedgehogs.

In a short time, Guo Qi turned into a ball of fire, and the flames spread along the trees, turning the branches into dazzling torches. Even if the storm could not be extinguished, the battlefield that was originally thrilling would be more vivid. .

“Crying, snoring, snoring, snoring!”

Gus gasps.

This is his first kill.

Kill a devout boxer.

He is no longer a waste.

But, traitors? Gus did not know that he still has no qualifications and continues to believe in the iron fist.

Soon, I used to look down on his classmates and help him make a decision.

“Gus killed Guo Qi!”

“Their two brothers and sisters really broke into the magic road!”

“Damn, believe in the traitor of ‘the power of machinery and steam’!”

Several more chasing troops rushed toward him.

Gus was half numb and half mechanically lifted the chain mechanical cymbal.

After Lu Mochen’s transformation of the mechanical shackles, it was like filling in endless smashing arrows – or, in the words of Lu Qingchen, called “Gengs and Grey” opened an “unlimited ammunition hang”, which enabled him to breathe a sigh of relief. Do not stop, shoot until the end of the world.

The pursuers did not expect the firepower of the two sisters to be so fierce. Even Gus, the “waste”, had a weapon of the gods.

The infinite firepower of the four chain mechanical cymbals is intertwined into a tightly ventilated fire net, such as a flaming thorn-like whips like a whistling head covering the head and chasing the soldiers, screaming for the wow, or screaming at Guo Qi. In the call, fall directly to the ground.

There were also a few chasing soldiers who were in a hurry, and they were seen by the gres, one foot and one foot, and they all gave up their mountains.

The short encounter has come to an end.

Deep in the rain, there are no more chasing soldiers who can stand and fight.