He suspected that his weapon was out of order. Otherwise, how could Zhou ruo'an escape so easily!

Sharp eyed to see all his movements, Zhou ruo'an even in the difficult to avoid other people's attack, can not help but gently hook the corner of the lip.

In that person's eyes, the smile on Zhou ruo'an's face turned into a strong taunt, one layer after another, full of malice rushed over, trying to kill him in the same place!

The man couldn't help but shout, and his eyes became turbid gradually.

"You can't be proud any more!" He was a little angry and yelled, and his action of waving weapons became more and more disorganized.

"Good chance!" Acutely found this loophole, Zhou ruo'an's eyes suddenly lit up, quietly came to his side.

However, he was not the only one who understood it. Soon someone quickly filled the loophole when Zhou ruo'an had not found a chance.

Zhou ruo'an's eyes quickly across a trace of anger, because of the dramatic emotional changes, his action can't help but dull for a while, just by the people next to him.

"Well," Zhou ruo'an snorted because of the sharp pain on his leg, and sweat oozed from his forehead.

After pestering Zhou ruo'an for such a long time, it finally caused a heavy blow to him, and the morale of those people who had been a little depressed suddenly became high.

"You'd better kill as soon as possible, and go to the birth earlier. Maybe you can have a good birth," the man said with a straight face. He didn't feel guilty at all.

Zhou ruo'an gave him a calm look, didn't say anything, but his evasive action didn't stop.

Even because of other people's contempt, Zhou ruo'an found many loopholes, leaving scars on their faces and bodies.

The man angrily wiped his face, and the bright red on his fingers stung his eyes, which set off a faint redness in his eyes.

"There's no need to be measured," he growled in a low voice. The pity for Zhou ruo'an's excellent appearance quickly disappeared.

"I see," those people had been angry for a long time. Hearing this command, they answered in unison, and their voices soared to the sky.

Zhou ruo'an narrowed his eyes. Although he was a little unsteady due to excessive blood loss, no one dared to despise him.

No way, Zhou ruo'an left them scars are still in constant flow of blood, indicating their existence.

As time goes on, Zhou ruo'an, who is more and more embarrassed, can no longer find any trouble for them. He can only dodge in confusion, and even dodge becomes a little difficult.

Without hesitation, Zhou ruo'an raised his hand and pressed it on the bleeding wound. He pressed down heavily and kept himself calm by the sharp pain caused by the oppression of the wound.

Looking at her such behavior, those people can't help feeling cold.

What kind of person is this? Such doubts are constantly flashing in their minds, and there is no way to find the real answer in any case.

You know, even if they are eight foot men, there is no way to keep calm when they are in Zhou ruo'an's situation. They even think of ways to remind themselves by pain.

Looking at his calm face, the eldest brother waved his hand, indicating that the brothers beside him all stopped.

"Now, I appreciate you a little bit," he cried with a complicated look. "I know you're different from those women who can only cry."

Zhou ruo'an stood in the same place and squinted at him slightly, making it hard for people to see what kind of emotion there was at the bottom of his eyes.

Without Zhou ruo'an's reply, the man showed no other performance. He raised his hand, grabbed his beard, and continued to shout, "as long as you are soft in front of me, this matter will pass."

"Boss," someone thought about Zhou Ruoyan's pledge, some of them were reluctant to give up the final balance and reward, and could not help shouting, with a faint disapproval in their eyes.

"Well?" The eldest brother casually looked at him, and the man immediately suppressed all the thoughts in his heart and bowed his head respectfully.

"Nothing," the man whispered, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

"What do you think?" Satisfied, the man turned to look at Zhou ruo'an and asked in a low voice.

Because of too much blood loss, Zhou ruo'an's eyes were a little blurred, only vaguely heard a few syllables, and now some scattered thoughts were not enough to support him to combine words into sentences.

Zhou ruo'an hesitated in his heart and chose to be silent in the end.

"Don't you agree with the proposal?" He asked with some doubts.

His answer is still a quiet, and such a quiet he is very embarrassed.

The person's eyes quickly across a trace of shame, for Zhou ruo'an curiosity in such a blow quickly disappeared.

"Since you don't have to drink a toast, that's it," he said with a grim smile, waving his arm at the people next to him.Listening to the whirring wind in his ears, Zhou ruo'an turned his body powerlessly, trying to avoid the heavy blow.

But maybe it was the stability before that made him degenerate. Zhou ruo'an worked hard for a long time, and all he could do was turn his head slightly.

Are you going to die here today? Zhou ruo'an thought blankly, his heart inexplicably some empty, eyes also involuntarily emerged the appearance of Ling Tianwang.

I don't know if he will be sad. Zhou ruo'an pulled his lips with some difficulty, and quickly denied what he thought in his heart. How could his powerful king be sad for himself? Even if he was not very comfortable, it should be because of the training methods that only he knew.

At the beginning, Zhou ruo'an should have written down all about how to train soldiers. He regretted that because he didn't know traditional Chinese characters, he refused Ling Tianwang's help out of some inexplicable mind, which led to the situation that only he knew now.

However, there were so many capable people and scholars in ancient times. Maybe he could restore the training methods with his previous words.

I don't know if I will come back to reality again after my death, where I can only smell the smell of blood. Zhou ruo'an pursed his lips, and his eyes flashed a trace of imperceptible cowardice.

It is also until now that Zhou ruo'an suddenly finds that he is afraid of there, of the place where there is no human feelings, of the place where he only knows how to make human weapons, and of the place where he grows up! It seems that everything is a place stained with blood!