Chapter 924

Name:Storm of Kings Author:Gu Jianfeng
On the fifth day, Wang Ziqing finally found a clean water source.

Cao Hongbin quickly ordered people to set up camp and absorb clean water.

After discussing with Zhou lie, they plan to let the army of Daogong rest here today and tomorrow.

In recent days, in order to deal with the occasional outbreak of animal tides, we are very nervous, and we are always holding a string. If we do not pay attention to continue to move forward, it is easy to break this string.

Monsters are nothing. What's really difficult is demons.

Most of them are highly poisonous. If one is not careful, they will be attacked. Therefore, the number of people killed by poisoning is far more than that of soldiers who died in the battlefield.

Just after settling down, there were monsters attacking, but we were used to it.

The whole camp seems to be in good order.

There is no way! It's all forced out.

These days, we are used to death, and gradually become numb and dull. Their favorite thing to do is to gather around the bonfire in a daze.

And some people are suicidal.

When I get up in the morning, it's not surprising that people with the same trade stabbed their heart veins or throats with daggers. This phenomenon is not surprising at all. It is even evolving into a kind of fashion.

Only a few hundred people may die on the road every day, but there are usually thousands of suicides.

Liu Xu is doing ideological work. He shouts slogans: "since you have the courage to commit suicide, don't you have the courage to fight for yourself once? Even if you rush into the herd at night and kill a few insects, it's a thousand times better than a silent death with a bad atmosphere

Of course, there are a small group of people who are particularly sensitive. They are attracted by the curse and rush into Zhou lie's big account. As a result, they are tied up and thrown into prison by Chu Tianxiong. They plan to find a time to train. They may be good scouts.

At night, it suddenly began to rain cats and dogs.

It rained all day and wet the camp.

The children huddled together, shivering, and the adults quickly lit the fragrance of qingluan.

The curly green smoke diffuses in the camp to strengthen the physique of each figure in the rain, so that even in the face of cold wind and rainstorm, people will not be cold and cold. This kind of qingluan fragrance is probably one of the few welfare in the end of the world.

Suddenly, there was a sound of piano outside the camp.

In the evening, when the wind blows and the rain blows, the monsters seldom attack. They gather in the shelter and lie down. How could they ever think that the sound of the zither will not appear in the cold, so that everyone can't help but tighten their hearts. I don't know where there is another moth?

At this time, the sound of the piano came to the camp with ripples.

It's a piece of high mountains and flowing water. The artistic conception is far-reaching, which makes people daydream. Many people calm down to listen to the music. It can be seen that people who play the piano have extraordinary skills.

I don't know when, the rain began to gather and form a stream in the camp.

The stream flows quickly around the big tent, and suddenly erupts fierce intention, like a giant reaching out to grasp Zhou lie's big tent.

"BAM Bang Bang..." Chu Tianxiong hands, his body breath surging, as if containing a volcano, muscle high uplift, body shape becomes particularly big.

After the water was crushed, it converged in an instant under the control of the music, just like two huge bowls coming to Zhou liekou.

Just at this moment, Wang Ziqing stabbed his finger and threw out a drop of blood.

"Pa" a light sound, except for Zhou lie, no one heard the sound of blood droplets crashing into the stream. However, it is this drop of blood that suddenly stops the stream and makes the music unable to go further.

Tian Mengmeng held up a simple loudspeaker and yelled, "where are the bastards? Playing the piano in the middle of the night disturbs people's peace. If you want to fight with us, you don't have to be mysterious. We're tired all the way. We're not in the mood to play with you. Do you hear me

"Gaga, gaga!" The Oriental finch laughs and interrupts the spread of the sound.

Outside the camp came a childish voice: "Zhiyuan, I'm very sorry to disturb everyone's dream! However, as the leader of the four major troupes in Liyuan Opera Troupe, I had to come and find a place for my subordinates. Although you've sealed the news very well, I'm three hundred percent sure that the killers who hurt my poor children are in the camp

If you want to kill me, I want to kill you! First of all, there is a demon king in the camp. He is worried that he can't earn points! If you don't die after you step into the camp, talk to me face to face again! "

After his words were settled, Zhou lie went to practice on his own, as if he despised others.

Lang Dingtian said lazily, "I am much more senior than this boy. He is too lazy to take care of such enemies. If I run past like a pug, would I not be too rude to myself? Boys and girls, you should have a good rest these days. Go out and do some exercises

The leader of the Opera Troupe in the pear garden was treated coldly and said with a smile: "ha ha ha, I can't believe that a evil animal can call itself king! It's really the most important thing in the world. Even if you reach the third grade, you are just a watchdog

"Woo, woo, woo..."

Hundreds of demon wolves glide in the direction of the voice.Suddenly, there was a spectacle.

It is clearly in the rainy night, but like the stage, the curtain opens, flashing a picture full of vicissitudes of life.

"Withered vine, old tree, faint crow..."

"Small bridge, flowing water, family..."

"The ancient road, the west wind, the lean horse..."

"Setting sun, heartbroken man in the end of the world..."

Lang Dingtian said: "this song is from Ma Zhiyuan, an opera master of Yuan Dynasty. You just called yourself Zhiyuan and said that you are the leader of Liyuan Opera Troupe, don't you..."

"Cluck! When the true is false, the false is true, and when the false is true, it is also false! It doesn't matter if I am Ma Zhiyuan. It seems to me that the revival of so many ancient people is just a big play for you to sing and us to appear on the stage! "

With laughter, a red embroidered shoe appears between Kuteng old trees and faint crows. Taking the small bridge and flowing water as the back, a beautiful girl in red costume comes.

"Pretend to be mysterious, go and wipe her out!" When Lang Ding was ordered to die, the wolves rushed into the picture opened by the girl in the night.

"Whoa, whoa!"

All of a sudden, a hundred figures came out and set up a big play. A man in the middle sang, "I am watching the mountain scenery in the city tower, and I can hear the chaos outside the city. The banners and banners fluttered and turned out to be soldiers sent by Sima. I also sent people to inquire about it. When I heard that Sima was leading the army, he went westward. On the one hand, Ma Su had no plan and little talent; on the other hand, he lost the Street Pavilion when the general did not agree with him. "

If it wasn't for the atmosphere and the wind and rain, it would have been like someone came to comfort the army of Daogong and sang a big play.

Wang Ziqing said, "this is the libretto in the empty city plan."

"Woo, woo..." The wolves enter the picture and fight against the strange figures, but the short film is silent. Lang Dingtian is greatly surprised. His elite wolves are so dead?

"Be careful, the comer is not good!" Lang Dingtian reminds Zhou lie that at the same time, he launches more wolves to spy on the real world.

These days, whenever there are demon wolves attacking the army of Daogong, they are all crushed by langding Tianzhen to join the wolf pack. Therefore, when his forces are unprecedentedly powerful, the heap can also kill the enemy!

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