Storm of Kings

On the fifth day, Wang Ziqing finally found a source of clean water.

Cao Hongbin hurriedly ordered people to camp and draw clean water.

Everyone discussed with Zhou Lie, planning to let the Dao Gong army rest here today and tomorrow.

In the past few days, in order to cope with the beast tide that erupts from time to time, everyone is very nervous, and a string is always stretched. If you continue to move forward regardless, it is easy to break this string.

Monster beasts are nothing, but the monsters are really difficult.

Most of them are highly poisonous, and if one is not careful, they will be recruited. Therefore, the victims of poisoning far exceed the soldiers who died on the battlefield.

Just after setting up the camp, another monster launched an impact, but everyone was used to it.

The whole camp looks orderly.

No way! This is all forced out.

In the past few days, everyone has become accustomed to seeing death, and has gradually become numb and dull. What they like to do is gather around the campfire in a daze.

Some people have suicidal tendencies.

When I woke up in the morning, I found that my fellow traveler had pierced my heart or throat with a dagger. This phenomenon was not surprising at all, and it was even becoming a trend.

Only a few hundred people may die on the road every day, but the number of people who commit suicide usually exceeds a thousand.

Liu Xu was doing ideological work, and he screamed with all his heart: “Since you have the courage to commit suicide, don’t you have the courage to fight for yourself? Even if you rush into the herd at night and kill a few bugs, it’s better, better than silent. It's a thousand times stronger with bad atmosphere!"

Of course, there is a small group of people who are particularly sensitive. They were attracted by the curse and rushed into Zhou Lie's account. They were **** by Chu Tianxiong's five flowers and thrown into prison. They planned to find time to train. Maybe they would be a good scout.

At night, there was a sudden pouring rain.

The rain flooded the sky and wet the camp.

The children huddled together and shivered, and the adults hurriedly lit the incense of green luan.

The smoky blue smoke spreads in the camp, strengthening the physical fitness of every figure in the rain, so that everyone will not catch the cold even in the face of the cold storm and rain. This kind of green luan incense is probably one of the few benefits in the last days.

Suddenly, there was a piano sound outside the camp.

At night, when the wind blows and rains, those monsters rarely make an impact. They honestly gather in the shelter of the wind and lie down. How can they think that the sound of the piano suddenly appears, making everyone can't help but tighten their heartstrings. I don't know where the moth came out again. ?

At this time, the sound of the piano floated towards the camp with ripples.

It's a high mountain and flowing water, with a profound artistic conception, and it's fascinating. Many people calm down and listen to the sound of the piano, which shows that the people who play the piano have extraordinary skills.

At some point, the rain began to gather, forming a stream in the camp.

The stream circulated quickly around the big tent, and suddenly burst out fierce fierce intent, as if a giant stretched out his arm to grab Zhou Lie's big tent.

"Bang bang bang..." Chu Tianxiong shot, his body was full of aura, as if a volcano was hidden, his muscles bulged high, and his figure became particularly burly.

After the water flow was crushed, it instantly merged under the control of Qin Yin, like two giant bowls buckling Zhou Lie.

At this moment, Wang Ziqing pierced his finger and threw a drop of blood out.

With a soft "pop", no one except Zhou Lie heard the sound of blood dripping into the stream. However, it was precisely this drop of blood that suddenly stopped the stream and prevented the piano from going further.

Tian Mengmeng held up a simple megaphone and yelled: "Where did the **** come from? Playing the piano in the middle of the night disturbs people quietly. If you want to fight with us, you don't need to make a mysterious show. We are tired along the way and we are not in the mood. Play with you, do you hear?"

"Quack!" Donghuangque laughed, interrupting the spread of the piano sound with sound waves.

A childish voice suddenly came from outside the camp: "Zhiyuan is very sorry for disturbing everyone's dreams! However, as the leader of the four major troupes of Liyuan Opera Troupe, I have to come and find a place for my subordinates. Although you blocked the news extremely well, But I am 300% sure that the murderer who hurt my poor children is in the camp."

Zhou Liehongyin said: "The person you are looking for is me. I don't care what Liyuan opera troupe you are. If you want to kill me, you have to show decent strength! Let me just say that there is a demon king in the camp, he Zheng Chou has no way to earn points! If you don't die after you step into the big camp, then talk to me face to face!"

When the words settled, Zhou Lie went to practice on his own, as if he was dismissive of those who came.

Lang Dingtian lazily said: "This king is much more advanced than this kid. He doesn't bother to deal with this kind of enemy. If this king runs over like a pug, wouldn't he be too frustrated? You guys, you guys should be recuperating these days. Now, go out and move around."

The Liyuan theater troupe received a cold reception, and smiled instead of anger: "Hehehe, I can't think of an evil animal who would dare to call himself a king! It's a great thing to slip the world, even if your deity reaches the third grade, it is just a watchdog. That's it!"

"Ooooooooo..."

Hundreds of demon wolves slid, attacking in the direction where the voice came.

Suddenly, a strange scene appeared.

Obviously in the rainy night, the curtain was opened like a stage, and a picture full of vicissitudes of life flashed.

"Withered vines, old trees, faint crows..."

"Little Bridge and Flowing Water..."

"Ancient West Wind and Thin Horse..."

"Sunset, heartbroken people in the horizon……"

Lang Dingtian lightly said: "This Tianjingsha Qiusi came from Ma Zhiyuan, a great opera master of the Yuan Dynasty. You just called yourself Zhiyuan, and you said that you are the leader of the Liyuan Opera Troupe. Could it be..."

"Gluck! True and false is also true when false, true and false when false is true! Is it true that I am not Ma Zhiyuan? In my opinion, the resurrection of so many ancients is just a big show in which you sing and we are on stage. !"

Along with the laughter, a red embroidered shoe appeared between the old trees and faint crows. With a small bridge and flowing water as a back, a beautiful girl in a red costume walked up.

"Pretending to be Xuanxu, go to level her!" Lang Ding ordered the world to death, and the wolves moved after hearing the wind ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ rushed into the picture scroll opened by the girl in the night.

"Wow!"

Suddenly rushed out of a hundred figures, put on a big show, and one person in the middle sang: "I'm watching the mountain view from the tower, and I heard the chaos outside the city. The banners are flamboyant, but it turns out to be the soldiers sent by Sima. People go to inquire, and Sima leads the soldiers to the west. One is that Ma Di is innocent and talented, and the other is that this general is not in harmony with the lost street pavilion..."

If it were not for the tense atmosphere and the wind and rain, it would seem that someone came to condolences the Dao Gong army and sang a big show on purpose.

Wang Ziqing said: "This is the lyrics in the empty city plan."

"Ooooooo..." The wolves rushed into the picture, fighting against the grotesque figures, but there was no sound in a short moment, Lang Dingtian was greatly surprised, and his elite wolves died like this?

"Be careful, those who come are not good!" Lang Dingtian reminded Zhou Lie at the same time, mobilizing more wolves to spy on reality.

These days, whenever there are demon wolves attacking the Dao Palace army, they are all suppressed by Lang Dingtian and merged into the wolf pack. Therefore, his subordinates are at an unprecedentedly powerful time, and the pile can also pile the enemy to death!