Chapter 552 (2/2)

After a while, his son with basket was carried to the front of shaking blood. Shaking blood and holding a torch, although the man was black and blue, with blood flowing all over his face, and his limbs were swollen like a pig's hoof, he still recognized that this was his useless son.

His eyes were closed. At this time slightly, open, dew bleeding red eyes. He squinted to see his father, his lips moved slightly, exhausted all his strength, vaguely said: ”I To Kill all Those PeopleHe couldn't describe who it was. For him, including all the grey straw people, as well as the several crane Xiu. He hated all the enemies who appeared in the first battle of Zhuyang gorge.

He was the son of the patriarch from childhood, and no one ever dared to beat him to death. The physical pain was far less than the mental trauma that those people trampled on his face. As long as he still has a breath, he will go to kill all those people!

Shaking blood wants to beat him again. But one more hit, he could die. So shaking blood just glared at him, then let people carry him to the tent to lie down.

In front of the straw man, almost all the red spines retreated from the peaks on both sides of the canyon. The men were evacuated with the ambush that had been lying deep in the canyon. Mug sent his men to see him off, searching carefully to make sure that no one was lurking.

In order to be safe, mug and others climbed the top of the canyon to have a look, and all the red thorn people were gone. In addition to shaking blood and galloping, the father and son stayed in the tent.

Shaking gall was seriously injured. It is impossible to continue to travel and Cross Mountains. But it's not hard. Huang Xue considered this before he set out, so he was ready for the big teleport. As soon as the spell burned, and after a strong wave of space, the whole tent disappeared before mug's eyes.

The whole mountain is almost dead except for some of the torches left by the red thorn people. From a high point of view, the dense forest in the south is like a dark and deep sea, even the waves and flowers are still.

The smell of blood in the air is more and more obvious. No one can imagine how terrible a killing is coming under the cover of this dense forest. They don't have much time to wait.

Moog left two sentinels to guard here, and led the others down the mountain to command the Cang straw man to pass through Zhuyang gorge. Because they had been prepared in advance, everyone was waiting in line and everything was in order.

The old and the weak women and children were arranged in front of and behind the hall of middle age. It took only an hour or so for most of them to pass through Zhuyang gorge. Only the rear team led by Mug finally passed through.

The red thorn man stayed on the top of the mountain, and the torches gradually burned out. Finally, after a few jumps, they have turned into a pile of red embers. The whole top of the mountain was darkened.

The fire of the embers on the edge of the cliff reflected the silhouette of two straw sentinels. They were left on the top of the mountain by mug, and looked far away, mainly to the south. If the animal tide is approaching, there should be some movement.

”The fire is going out. I'll watch here. Go and get some firewood. ” One of them said to the other.

On the top of the mountain there was a firewood pile prepared by the red thorn people, enough for them to burn all night. The other man got up and went to the woodpile. The light was dim. He could not see the wood pile clearly. He could only pick up the wood in the dark.

But as soon as he put out his hand, he suddenly felt a flash of silver in front of him, and a sharp pain on his neck. And then the sky was spinning, and his head was rolling down.

The other man sitting by the fire didn't notice at all. He just felt that his companion was much bigger than before. He turned his head and looked. He was about to ask, but he saw that one of his fingers had turned into a sharp crescent shaped blade, and he suddenly cut it off!

The sharp blade on the shaking blood hand gradually retracted and turned into the shape of the original thick finger again.

He used the large teleportation symbol to send the shaking galloping man out of the tent at the same time. At the last moment of transmission, he came out from the other side of the tent. The violent spatial fluctuation just covered his figure, giving him enough chance to hide in the firewood behind the tent.

He added some firewood to the fire to make it look normal. Then he carefully walked to the edge of the cliff and looked at the brightly lit Zhuyang gorge below.

As he expected, mug let the Cang straw tribe members go through the canyon first, while he took the elite members to the rear. Before long, mug will finally pass through Zhuyang gorge.

His eyes were fierce, his mouth was slightly filled with a smile, and he held the traction stone given to him by Hongjin in his hand. As long as he has an idea, the canyon will fall, and mug and others will be buried under the boulder!

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