Chapter 224 Wolf Clan

Zhao Sheng's nose twitched and his expression became even more solemn.

He walked along the burned-to-ruin village road, winding all the way, his steps heavy and firm.

There was no hesitation or confusion at all. He seemed to know what was ahead and was walking towards it.

The smell of blood is so strong, and the smell of blood gets heavier the further you go.

Almost all the houses in the village were burned down and turned into collapsed charred charcoal.

And among the blackened charcoal, sometimes a hand burned into black charcoal stretches out.

And on the road, there were still many corpses scattered here and there.

That's a man, that's a woman, and there are children there. They were not burned by the fire, but all of them were headless. The blood soaked the snow black.

Purgatory on earth!

Zhao Sheng had no expression on his face as he walked all the way to the big locust tree in the center of the village. When he looked up, his eyes trembled.

But when we saw the corpse with a head on Zhao Sheng’s feet, our expressions changed.

Suddenly a sharp arrow shot through the air from the side, like piercing the clouds and the moon.

Another person behaved the same way, and with a sticky chewing sound, he said: "It seems that two big babies have escaped. I will ride a horse to chase them."

The others were cursing and hurriedly jumped off their horses and ran over with their weapons raised.

I was very excited, waving my arms and spitting.

"Although I understand, I just heard that he is very good at speaking, so I will spare his life."

But before we could blink, we saw a blurry figure flashing behind us.

"Come on, the meat is roasted. Let's take it and share it with you."

The war horses roared one after another, threw the owner of the head below, and flew away.

"Of course not, then the whole Xiaoli will be yours!"

"Whoever grabs it will get it!"

Zhao Sheng said hotly.

"No one alive yet?"

The man was so stunned that he grabbed a knife and rushed towards Zhao Sheng, but I kicked him away again.

We threw down the barbecue in our hands and picked up weapons.

a woman asked.

I screamed.

"When the time comes, you daughters of the wolf tribe will be herding horses in Liangzhou and galloping in the south of the Yangtze River. When you are hungry, you will be careful to eat beef and mutton. When you are thirsty, you will eat milk tea and strong liquor as you like!"

One man immediately jumped off his horse and rushed over.

With a sneer, the decapitated corpse spurted out a small pool of blood, which splashed on the snowy ground, sizzling in the air, and slowly turned into ice.

I was sweating from the pain, and shouted to Wu Hui in awkward Xiaoli Mandarin.

"The big baby is bad. It's going to be cold this year. If you bring it outside the ministry and raise it, there will be a famine."

The woman who tasted the meat first clapped her hands and greeted everyone.

I shouted softly, and everyone became excited.

"Not alive yet!"

"This Ulamangge!"

The arrow shot through the air like lightning and pierced the woman's throat directly.

Snap!

I rolled off the horse, covering my throat tightly with both hands, my eyes almost bulging, and I watched Wu Hui walking towards me.

Snow hit a person on the head.

Wu Hui said hotly, raising his foot low and breaking my neck directly.

One person's eyes were blood red, looking at the head of his underground companion, and shouted angrily.

I struggled hard, but was trampled hard by the Wuhui and broke my arm bone.

The woman screamed, her face very excited, she pulled up the long bow in her hand, and wanted to shoot an arrow at Zhao Sheng again.

No one shared a small piece of meat and said happily: "Those little pigs and dogs are not fat. They can't last for several months after beating grass and grain once."

Suddenly, the shouts of my companions were heard nearby.

"Ah! Ah!"

One of them spat and said with a evil smile: "Throwing grass and valleys is nothing. When our Chi Junhan leads the Iron Slaughter Cavalry to come over, the whole Xiaoli will be your pasture!"

Zhao Sheng took a deep breath and slowly clenched his fists.

"Where is Baskar?"

"I killed this Ulamangge..."

Woo...it's the wind that's making a sound, like a mournful cry.

Zhao Sheng raised his hand and grabbed it directly, the tail feathers of the sharp arrow buzzing.

The icy cold wind blows, the big locust trees rustle, and sometimes snow falls, hitting the Beijing view.

"It's cold this year and the year is bad. In previous years, we had to go to other places to harvest grass and paddy."

"The victory belongs to you!"

"They have killed fewer people than you, so you should be punished!"

"It doesn't matter who cares, if there's just one more person in Beijing, just bring me along for the ride!"

Is it the Northern Wolf Clan?

"This is a promising thing. Didn't his mother tell you to find a wife quickly? Go to Jiangnan and grab it carefully!"

The people in front became even angrier, their colors changed suddenly, and they picked up their knives to chop Wu Hui into pieces.

We galloped over, speaking very excitedly.

Another person said, with a ferocious smile on his ferocious face.

"It's very bad, and it can also speak human language."

Zhao Sheng looked back at me, his eyes even colder.

"Ah!"

A person next to him heard his eyes glowing and asked: "Is it really not possible? I heard that the skin of men in Jiangnan is like milk, and it smells delicious when you sip it!"

After that, the person who was still painting the scene for his companions was punched away by Zhao Sheng, and he fell to the ground and rolled around for several times before he stopped.

"Promising stuff!"

The man hurriedly covered himself and moved away.

There are not dozens of women dressed like that.

Men, women, old and young, all with their eyes open, suffered great fear before they died.

We sat carefully on the ground and grilled meat together.

I bent down, patted one person's chest, and said, "When the time comes, he won't be able to change out of the shabby clothes he has been wearing for decades. He will wear a bad-looking silk cotton coat."

The horse was frightened, raised its hooves, yelped, and ran away.

Zhao Sheng sneered: "Compared with them, you are kind. They are wolves from the north? How could they come there?"

I picked up the big knife and cut out a random piece of meat under the barbecue. It was not bloody yet, but I threw it out of my mouth.

"There is civil strife in Xiaoli. Even though King Yingdu did not massacre the city, they took pleasure in killing!"

A woman wearing fur armor and braided hair came running on horseback.

Before I finished speaking, Wu Hui stepped behind me and broke my neck with the same punch.

A human head rolled down and made a crater on the snow-covered ground.

It was Zhao Sheng who threw the arrow over with his hand.

"Give him eight breaths of time, and calling him counts as time!"

I laughed and cursed, raised my foot and kicked this man in the crotch.

I could understand what the woman said, but I could tell she had an accent from the north.

Zhao Sheng stepped on my arm with an expression on his face: "Can you speak Xiaoli Mandarin?"

I struggled to stand up, only to see that the heads of all my companions had been broken.

The head with radiant hair on its head was like a ball, rolling onto the Jingguan.

There was only a whistling sound, but the woman did not shoot the arrow.

The man's head flew away, and his body spurted blood, splattering under the companions in front of me.

Gulu, Gulu!

There is an ancient well there, and in front of the ancient well there is a Jingguan made of human heads.

"Jiwaiguala, can you speak human language?"

"Devil, he is not the devil!"

Wu Hui’s eyes are cold and hot.

The man muttered: "Your clothes were sewn by my grandma, so they can be changed."
Chapter completed!