"The team leader saves me, you..."

A faint cry for help sounded, accompanied by the "hissing" sound of blood, as if some old dust was squeezed out from the worn-out bellows that leaked air, and disappeared into the night wind in an instant.

Niu Er struggled desperately, trying to cover the wound on his neck with his hands, but in the end he was helpless to find that no matter how hard he tried, Yin Hong's blood was still flowing out from the rough fingers, and soon dyed a large piece of dead leaves red.

The severe pain in the fractured chest was gradually unable to feel it. The big hand covering the wound was getting less and less powerful, and the rest of the body became more and more numb.

It seems that except for the bleeding neck, other parts of the body no longer belong to me.

Niu Er wanted to look up at the young beggar, but he really couldn't figure out how his rigorous training in the military camp over the past few years would have lost to a young man who seemed to be powerless; he couldn't understand even more that it was obviously a great opportunity for him to make contributions, and he even saw the horror on the boy's face, imagining the boy's body rolling to the ground, why at the last moment, he inexplicably lost his life.

He had forgotten how he flew out of the horse's back.

After the heavy impact, he just felt a sharp pain coming from his chest. Before he could fully wake up, he suddenly felt a chill in his neck. Then, with a "pop" sound from his ears, his nose and mouth were filled with blood.

"Am I going to die?"

Niu Er wanted to sigh because he had heard that those scholars who were knowledgeable in the Imperial College liked to sigh for something, especially the withering of leaves, the farewell of friends, and the disappearance of life...

But he did not hear him say this. He only heard a few chaotic notes, because blood had begun to fill his mouth and slowly overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"well……"

Niu Er sighed softly. He felt that he felt a lot more comfortable in his heart, so he tried hard to look up again, but found that he could only tilt his head and saw a pair of worn-out cotton shoes standing beside his eyes; a yellow fallen leaves were hovering and falling down, and finally staying on the upper of the cloth shoes.

"Maybe I deserve to die, because I want to kill him..."

Niu Er thought about this in his heart and wanted to reach out to pick up the dead leaf, because he suddenly felt that his life might disappear soon like this withered dead leaf.

In the end, Niu Er's hand stayed at Li Mu's feet, but still did not touch the dead leaf he wanted to touch.

...

...

Li Mu's body was covered with blood, and the smell of blood was strong and strong.

The feeling of vomiting between his chest and abdomen kept stimulating his nerves, making him want to throw away the blood-dropped broken knife and lie on the big tree and vomit without hesitation.

Perhaps, after vomiting, I feel better.

Looking at the black-armored sergeant in front of him, he kept twitching and twisting, and even reached out to cover the wound, but finally calmed down slowly. When he lay on the ground motionless, Li Mu's face turned paler, but his eyes were flashing with a strange mad look.

He had seen blood. When he was a child, he often saw his father and uncles in the village hunting various animals, some injured and some dead. Even at a young age, he had learned how to use bows and arrows to kill some pheasants and hares.

Li Mu always believed that there was nothing wrong with doing that, it was just some animals.

If the villagers want to survive, they must go into the mountains to hunt, which is an arrangement of heaven. Therefore, if they are hurt or eaten by prey during the hunting process, it is natural. No one will ever complain about the unfairness of heaven or curse the ferocity of prey.

But Li Mu never killed anyone, and he had never seen anyone killed. All the knowledge and imagination about this were seen from the book, or from where he heard from the old dream of the West Tower, and he did not have an intuitive feeling.

Although the wind team broke the arm of "Brother Tian" that afternoon, the bloody and cruel scene were probably no less than the scene in front of him. But after all, there was no dead person, and it was not Li Mu who did it himself. It had a completely different feeling from killing people directly in front of him.

So Li Mu felt a little uncomfortable and even felt guilty.

But he quickly adjusted. He believed that he was not wrong, because the relationship between him and the black-armored sergeant on the ground was like hunters and prey in the mountains. In the eyes of heaven, they were equal to each other, and no one should be killed by anyone. Since the other party was coming to kill him, it was also necessary to be killed by himself.

"Repay grievances with righteousness and virtue with virtue." Li Mu seemed to have caught a life-saving straw. He found that he liked it more and more, looking for reasonable explanations for his behavior from the works of ancient sages.

Although this explanation does not seem to be very accurate, and the meaning in the words does not seem to be so simple and literal understanding. But Li Mu believes that since the Black Armored Sergeant wants to kill him, he will treat them in the same way, which is fair, just and reasonable.

Isn’t the concept of integrity of the ancestors exactly the same as the simple ideas of the hunters in the mountain village?

"This is God's arrangement. If you want to kill me, I will kill you."

At this moment, although Li Mu felt a little uncomfortable in his body, he no longer felt guilty. He thought he had no mistakes, even though he used conspiracy and even killed a wounded person lying on the ground with a knife.

"I don't owe you. I hope you will be reincarnated in the next life and be able to be a good family." Li Mu squatted down slowly, straightened his arm for Niu Er, closed his eyes with his hands, and said softly, "Maybe you still have family. If you have the chance, I will take a look for you."

After doing all this, Li Mu stood up again. Just when he was about to speak, he suddenly fell to the ground and rolled towards the back of the big tree.

A "buzzing" sounded, and then another "snatching" sound was heard. A sharp arrow penetrated into the big tree beside him, and the tail of the arrow exposed outside was trembling constantly.

"Your uncle, I'm just a little beggar. Do you need to use a crossbow to shoot me?" Li Mu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and cursed loudly.

At that moment, he had already felt the breath of death. If he had not been on guard against the two black-armored soldiers in the distance, he would have been lying on the ground desperately when he saw the other party pick up the crossbow, he would have been like a sack and hung on the big tree by crossbow arrows.

"Boy, now you know you're scared?" A cold voice sounded, like a steel knife scraping on the iron armor, extremely harsh.

Li Mu secretly stretched out his head and looked at the two people in the distance through the moonlight. One of them shook his head slightly, as if he felt sorry for the sneak attack just now, which did not solve Li Mu. Then he slowly put away the crossbow in his hand and did not fill it with arrow branches.

The other man was tall and burly, and looked familiar, as if he was carrying his black-armored sergeant in the afternoon. According to Liu Dafu's intention, it seemed that Feng Yi asked the sergeant to kill him, but the sergeant looked a little unwilling. Could it be...

Li Mu stretched out his dirt-filled hand, subconsciously touched his chin, thinking about whether there was any place to use it so that he could escape again.

The trap on the ground has been exposed, and it will be useless next. No matter how stupid or stupid the other party is, he knows that riding a horse to kill him is very unprofitable. As long as the other party gets off the horse and walks over slowly, with his own ability, he may be able to stare blankly and wait for the other party to come and cut off his head.

After the Feng Team led the crossbow, he smiled and shouted loudly: "Boy, you dare to kill the soldiers of our Tiger Wing Guards. From then on, there will be no place for you in the world. If you know the truth, hand over the jade bi on your body obediently, and I can leave you a whole body."

Liu Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes, feeling speechless at the idiotic remarks like Feng Team Lead.

As expected, as soon as Feng Gunsu finished speaking, Li Mu shouted, "Be your mother's Qianqiu Damn Dream, I'm dead, what do you want to have the whole body? I'll give you ten breaths now and kill your mount immediately, otherwise I'll chop the jade bi into powder and keep the whole body for it. Let's see how you, the dog of the Feng family, explain to your fool's master."

Liu Yu's heart moved and almost laughed out loud. He had never heard such scoundrels before, and he would actually take his own treasure and threaten others.

But if you think about it carefully, you feel it makes sense. After all, Niu Wen on the opposite side is already at a disadvantage. If no miracle happens, he will definitely be killed by him in the end. No matter how precious the jade bi is, it will still fall into his hands. Since that is the case, it means that the jade bi is almost no longer his own, and it is also appropriate to take it out and threaten others.

Thinking of this, Liu Yu couldn't help but look at Feng Team Leader, wanting to see how he dealt with such rogue behavior.

The Feng team leader had a blue face, his teeth clattered, his right hand tightly held the hilt, and coldly squeezed out a few words from the gap between his teeth and said, "Boy, are you threatening me? Unfortunately, when I came out, Young Master Feng explained that your head is more important than jade bi."

"Hehe, is that? Do you think I'm Fengyi's fool?" Li Mu smiled with a beating and exclaimed Feng Team's lead loudly.

After shouting, he took out the white jade bi from his arms, threw it on the ground, raised the broken knife in his hand, and sneered and shouted: "I will start counting, you can do it yourself."

"Hmph..." Feng Team Sui sneered disdainfully, without any action.

"Ten, nine, eight..." Li Mu began to count without hesitation, but his eyes were staring at the two black armored soldiers, afraid that they would take the opportunity to attack him.

As Li Mu counted the sound, the atmosphere around the big tree slowly settled down, as if it was like the dark clouds before the storm, or like the volcano when it was about to erupt, becoming more and more gloomy and nervous.

"one……"

After counting the last number, Li Mu saw that the wind team still did not move at all. He couldn't help but feel a sense of slightness, raised his broken knife high and was about to chop on the jade bi.

"Wait a minute." Feng Team Lead suddenly drew out the long sword and shouted anxiously.

Li Mu was shocked and wanted to control the chopping movement, but he was helpless to find that he could not use a knife at all, so naturally he could not be able to send and receive the knife from the heart. He could only watch the broken knife and continue to chop at the jade bi.

"No, I'll kill the horse..."

Feng Team was so scared that he was so scared that Feng Yi explained to him: Although the boy's head is important, if he really can't get it, then it's fine. But the jade bi must be obtained. This is the birthday gift I plan to offer to my father's 60th birthday. If something goes wrong, come and see him.

"bite……"
Chapter completed!