Chapter 1371 (1/2)

Don't need Chu Chan son command, Zhao Tong began to take the initiative to carry the body on the ground.

Once born and twice cooked, the corpses on the ground were quickly piled up in a well shape.

However, the number of bandits in erlonggang is nearly half more than that in Sanwang village, and Zhao Tong is injured, so the speed is slower.

While sorting out the body, Zhao Tong saw the body of the only monk in erlonggang.

In fact, he has seen both Qingfeng Village and ningmaijing monk in erlonggang in the past few years.

However, in the eyes of the friars, he is not qualified to talk with the mountain bandits of these friars.

At that time, he could only look at it from a distance and secretly envied it.

At that time, the biggest feeling in Zhao Tong's heart was that Ning Mai Jing was so strong that he could walk freely in Longji mountain.

But today, these two monks of ningmaijing in Longgang lie in front of Zhao Tong. They are getting colder and harder.

The expression on the corpse's face was still frozen in the moment before death.

Different from the confusion and perplexity on the faces of other mountain bandits before they died, the expression of the bandit leader in ningmaijing was shock and fear.

This fright even made his facial features twisted, and the horror in his eyes could be seen clearly even if he was dead.

Obviously, before he died, he realized that Chu chan'er was also a monk.

And the other side, regardless of the realm or strength, completely crush him.

Otherwise, how could he be so desperate.

After finishing all the corpses, Zhao Tong found an open space and sat down to have a rest.

And Chu Chan son then takes out that stone mill, still grind corpse, draw blood gas.

After the blood gas is pumped out, take Chu Yan to the next room, close the door, heal for him.

When it was quiet all around, Zhao Tong looked at the bright moon in the sky, and suddenly felt that the color of the moon tonight was like a layer of hazy blood red.

After being stunned for a moment, Zhao Tong couldn't help laughing bitterly and sighing.

Tonight is doomed to be the end of several bandit villages in Longji mountain.

As for other smaller villages and mountain bandits, Zhao Tong also had a hunch that this night might be the beginning of their nightmare.

In the middle of the night, Chu chan'er came out of the cabin.

Because the gauze towel covered her face, even if Zhao Tong looked at her, he could not see that the girl's cheek had no color.

He used the magic exchange method continuously, and what he filled was Chu Yan, which looked like a bottomless hole. Chu chan'er's body had been squeezed to the limit.

But before coming out, Chu chan'er had already taken pills.

In the process of going to the next bandit village, she still has time to rest.

And for her, Chu Yan's injury, after being nursed by the blood of many mountain bandits in erlonggang, was obviously better than when she was in Sanwang village.

”Next, Qingfeng Village.” Looking at Zhao Tong, Chu chan'er said lightly.

Is still familiar with the position, is still familiar with the speed.

When flying fast in the night sky, Zhao Tong couldn't help thinking about the relationship between Chu chan'er and the unconscious man.

At the beginning, Chu chan'er said it was her husband.

But now, it seems, probably not.

Before killing Song Gang in Sanwang village, Zhao Tong also heard that Chu chan'er said it was his brother.

But if it's brother and sister, they don't look like each other at all.

What is the relationship? For a moment, Zhao Tong became more and more confused.

Qingfeng Village, as the most powerful bandit village in Longji mountain, is far away from erlonggang.