Above the Seven Towers

"Zhang Hong ~~" Li Jia stood on a grassy **** and shouted into the forest in front. He also knew in his heart that this way of finding hope was too slim. But there were too many ruts on the road, and there was really no trace of what Hong Lifeng left behind.

Ji Yijun caught up from behind, panting heavily: "Meeting in front, no one found any traces, and then went to find them separately. My dad and they went around from behind the forest to find, Ye Zi took people across the road."

He kicked the turf on the hillside heavily and lifted a large piece of dirt. "Alas, I have really backed my back recently. When I met Zhang Hong, a troublemaker, he added us a blockage when we were there, and added chaos when we were gone."

"Just accumulate eloquence." Li Jia was dissatisfied.

"Zhang Hong, this man just asked for it. What's wrong with him."

Li Jia heard an angry push of Ji Yijun here, and pushed him down on the ground, "What are you talking about? It's not you who caused the problem, the two of them will disappear? What are you thinking about?"

Ji Yijun snatched a few corners of his mouth and grunted.

"I can see that, your kid is not convinced." Li Jia said angrily, "Are you still looking at Zhang Hong and never find it again, nobody knows what you are doing?"

Ji Yijun jumped up like a cat with a stomped tail and shouted at Li Jia: "You, don't talk nonsense."

Li Jia snorted and ignored him again to call Zhang Hong's name.

Ji Yijun clenched his fists and stared at Li Jia's back for a long time. A grievance rushed to his head and he ran after him. He grabbed Li Jia's arm and said: "Zhang Hong's bad old man can't pass you, you Why care for him all the time, now that all this is blunt, he is cheap! I do n’t think I ’m so wrong! "

"I just see him as a companion. A disagreeing companion is also a companion. I'm doing what I should do for my companion." Li Jiawei closed his eyes and shook his head. "And you attribute everything you do. When you see someone else, but you do n’t look at the bad things you did, is it more excessive and out of bounds than him! What is the difference between this and the stab of someone who does not agree with one another? "

"What qualifications does he have to be my companion? We come from a place, that is companion? Then I would rather choose a kid like Garcia, I think he is pleasing to the eye!" Ji Yijun let Li Jia go angrily into the forest, suddenly Shouted: "Zhang Hong you bastard, get out and see your grandpa!"

Li Jia suddenly felt exhausted and didn't want to say another word. He sighed and went deep into the forest to find someone.

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Zhang Hong was awakened by a wound in his leg. His broken leg didn't touch the ground, and every vibration of his body tore the tear. He found that his eyes were dark, his neck and arms were swollen by rope, and he realized that he was caught in a sack just like he was beaten last time. After a while, he realized that his head was facing down, as if he was being carried by a horse, his chest and abdomen were stuck in the saddle, and he was constantly being hit by the ups and downs of the horse.

He heard rapid hoofs from front, back, left, and right. There were many horses around him. He was following a team of horses.

The tip of his nose had always had a bad smell, which made him sick. But soon something even more disgusting happened. The horse seemed to leap forward, hitting his stomach heavily when he landed. He vomited, sour food and gastric juice spit in his hood, and he smelled ten times stronger than he just had.

Where am I? These physical tortures made him almost free to think about his situation.

There was a scolding sound from his side, and a rough voice shouted: "This dead pig vomited and should be made into a dachshund. He stained Awan's pants. Hell, it was three months. The pants I just washed before. "

There was a noisy laughter around him, and a thin voice said: "Everyone knows that Awan loves cleanliness, but can't spare this idiot. You should let him swallow the spit out even the sack Must be licked clean. "

"Yes. Orville, I have to put them back, otherwise I will break the other two legs of this guy. I bet he will eat well. Otherwise all three of his legs will be broken. Ahahaha. "

"Awan's eyes are not good, this little man is white like a lamb, his arms are as thin as wheat stalks, and his strength is weak like a chicken, he was scared as soon as we showed up. He must not have a third Legs, he must be a woman, no one in the village is more like a woman than him. "Said another guy who was leaking.

auzw.com "Even if she is not a woman, she can certainly be used as a woman. His skin is whiter than my old appearance." Another older voice grinned strangely.

The content of these people's conversations was really shocking, and Zhang Hong was scared and awake again, but he couldn't remember why he fell to this point. But now it seems that there is only one possibility: kidnapping.

Zhang Hong couldn't help crying, and the sobbing voice became louder and louder.

The rider soon noticed his movements, he shouted: "Damn, this guy is disgusting. He cried at Uncle Awan. Uncle Awan hated to listen to people crying, he only liked the crying guy Twist his head and help him hold his tears in his stomach. "

"You have to screw up the bottom too, cowards can put water in more than one place."

Zhang Hong heard a trembling sound, and stopped his voice. A few hoarse voices came not far away at this time: "Zhang Hong, Zhang Hong, are you? Are you still alive?" Zhang Hong listened for a while, only to find out the voice of Hong Lifeng at this time, he was ecstatic first, but Then I realized that the other party must have been caught, and my heart fell to the bottom again. These people are too fierce. He dared not answer, but closed his eyes tightly, hoping this was a nightmare and could pass it early.

"Yo, the other pig called too. Your hands are too light, it's only half way, and the two guys are awake." Orville said.

"Then let them continue to sleep. This Awan is the best."

Zhang Hong showed that when he heard a bang, Hong Lifeng's cry stopped abruptly. Then a big hand covered his mouth and pressed all the things he spit out onto his face. He began to struggle and twisted, and then he was hit hard from the back of his head, and he lost consciousness again.

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The cold water rushed into his nostrils and mouth, flowed across his cheeks, and penetrated into his neckline, Zhang Hong suddenly woke up. He was choked with coughing, and each cough pulled his leg again, making him want to scream. He tried to shake off the wet hair on his forehead, blinked desperately, and finally saw the scene in front of him.

A tall, strong man stepped on a stool with his hands on his hips and bent to look at him slightly. The man has a pair of wolf-like eyes. When Zhang Hong and them looked at each other, great fear spread involuntarily from the bottom of his heart. A deadly breath like a giant hand caught his neck, making him unable to breathe. He was shaking, like a newborn cat shaking in the cold wind. The man slightly tilted the corner of his mouth and straightened up, like a wolf with his fangs temporarily put away, staring at the prey far away, ready to pounce and bite his throat.

At this time, Zhang Hong's eyes had the opportunity to leave the other party's eyes and glance around panicly.

It looks like a dilapidated dungeon. Zhang Hong saw that Hong Lifeng was also splashed with water, and was slowly waking up. Both of them were tied back and sat on the roots of the dungeon wall.

The tall man had dark blond hair and a ponytail tied behind his head, about thirty or forty years old. His skin was dark, his lips were purple, and his face was engraved with wind and frost. He wore an off-white linen shirt on top and a pair of blue woolen pants underneath. A worn leather belt with golden buckles hung around his waist, with a dagger and a scimitar on his belt . A pair of black leather boots stepped on the feet, and the toes on the stool stepped on and off. The man is actually quite handsome, but his body radiates a **** lingering energy.

There were two big men standing beside him, one of them had a long scar on his face, and he was burly like a wall-clad man with brown hair. He was holding an empty bucket in his hand and looked at them with a grin. He said to the man in the middle: "Boss, there is a fool and a coward, Orville shoots the strong man from the forest with a single arrow, and then Awan rushes up and catches them effortlessly. A chick is easy. Haha. "

Zhang Hong looked to Hong Lifeng again, only to find that an arrow was still inserted on his shoulder, and blood had soaked half of his body.

"Boss, we also found this. The guy in Zhongjian wanted to use this to deal with us. This thing spurted fire and almost hit Awan in the head." Orville handed Hong Lifeng's rifle to the tall man Turned it over and looked at it.

"Fart, he didn't hurt me at all. I hit this thing with an axe. Or my axe is the most powerful." Awan said angrily.

"It seems to be an alchemy prop? Huh, did any of you see how they used this thing?" The tall man's voice was hoarse.

"It seems to be facing one another, then ..."

With a bang, the gun rang and several people were kicked off, and the bullet made a hole in the dirt wall. The tall man walked over and scratched his eyes, then sneered and said to Awan: "When you haven't stimulated your blood, it's enough to blow your head. Although it's not as good as my full blow, but there is no grudge Bloody fools are still very useful. "He tossed the gun to Awan, who scratched his head pretendingly.

"You, who are you?" At this time, Hong Lifeng seemed to be awake. He looked up at the tall man and asked weakly.

The tall man smiled slightly, stepped forward to hold the arrow shaft on Hong Lifeng ’s shoulder, and turned around one by one, and Hong Lifeng suddenly made a miserable cry, “I do n’t like someone to speak casually without asking! Very no I like it! But today I ’m in a good mood. Since you asked me, I can answer your little question. My name is Cadiz, a wandering knight. Of course, some people gave me a better name and called me 'The Horse Thief king'."