Bestial Blade

The woman who served the wine stepped forward with a jug larger than her head, kneeling on her knees, and the carnival people took the jug from her head and filled it up. Huayi lifted the jug and poured two large bowls. He raised his bowl to the side of the mountain elder, who had been looking at him side by side. He drank the first bowl of wine very heroically. Lifted the second bowl.

When Chang'an smelled the familiar taste of the drink, he immediately remembered the tree he had cut for several years, and immediately raised his hand to stop the woman from delivering wine to his hand, shook his head, and said, "Thank you, I don't want to."

The woman who served the wine lifted the plate with the jug, slightly backed to the side, and waited for others to call. Huayi smelled the wine and sighed refreshingly, feeling that the breath that had been carried in her chest for months had indeed dropped. It ’s been a lot-Lao Blind wants to use this time to kill him, it really makes sense.

He squinted at Changan's indifferent look, and couldn't help but said, "How can a man not drink? Men who don't drink don't grow up."

Chang An lowered his eyes indifferently, rubbing his sabre with his palm through his luggage, too lazy to argue with him, and took Huayi's words as a fart.

Huayi's two couples of Huang Tang became more stubborn than usual-this is how he was born to Bei Shi as an aunt.

He shook his wine bowl, feeling that the air coming out of his nose seemed to be warmer than usual, and he said softly to Chang'an: "Yeah, you are still young ... When a person grows up, the blood will be cold easily, the woman ’s The blood can be cold, but the blood of a man cannot be cold. When it is cold, it cannot move the knife, can't kill people, and can't see the blood. It depends on this drink to make the blood reheat. "

Chang'an wants to stop talking.

Huayi said with a good temper: "You have something to say."

Chang'an blurted out, "Why are you so many things?"

Huayi stunned and laughed. He stretched out his hands, grabbed Chang'an's shoulder, rudely swung his arms, and patted him **** the back twice. He laughed without asking: "I see you very well After finishing this task, we will have a place to stay. If you have nothing else, you might as well follow us? "

However, Chang'an had not had time to answer, and a scream and a group of people yelled suddenly not far away.

The musician began to beat wild drums, and people gathered to the middle. Changan and Huayi were squeezed into the middle of the crowd and pushed to the middle. I saw the fire surrounded by three men. A woman danced with the drum beat.

One of the men made a strange scream in his mouth, his face was red and his neck was thick, and he could smell the scent of alcohol across him. After a while, he began to tear up the woman's clothes.

A woman is like a snake without bones. Her skin is like honey under the fire light, and there is a faint brilliance flowing on it. Her eyes are half narrow, her whole body is wrapped around a man, and her waist and arms are incredibly soft.

People circled them, they stomped their feet, screamed in their throats with hurried drums, and saw the pair of men and women entangled in public without any care, while the other two men in the field shouted excitedly. Yelled, stroking the woman's thighs and chest.

The musician played a more chaotic drum, and the surroundings were full of carnival, like the beasts collectively reached the estrus, and the air was full of the taste of agitation and desire.

A red / shouldered orc jumped to the middle, poured a bowl of wine on himself, and the whole body was taken off with only a cricket / next piece of animal skin, exposing the bulging muscles. The flesh was unknown whether it was wine or sweat. Yes, he banged on his chest and made an orangutan-like look, and then snorted, took a sharp knife from the person next to him, and played with it.

A panicked horned deer was **** and carried in. The man with a sharp knife shouted, and the stag turned out the stag, and then let out his blood with great skill, kneeling on his knees, holding The big bowl filled with blood, and after taking a big sip, his throat was nourished, and the orc opened his mouth wide and sang a tune that was inaudible.

Several other people in the field also gathered together and poured deer blood on their bodies, dancing and dancing, just like a group of monsters.

The crowd rose again, and Huayi suddenly grabbed Chang'an's waist without warning, took him into his arms, avoided an orc who was staring at Changan and seemed to hit him intentionally, and ordered him: "Don't Moving, old things are looking here. "

Changan was caught off guard, and the whole man was scratching. He was most afraid that others would touch his waist and itch to death, but there was no other way but to use the method of coping with the bruise to stretch the muscles on the waist to the extreme. Stiffness became a pillar.

With the same hands and feet, with a tense complexion, in a carnival background, he did not smile sternly to the point of being funny.

His response was so interesting that Huayi felt that his skin was almost tense, but he let go of his hands in vain in order to prevent Changan's movements.

However, after two people's bodies were close together, Huayi suddenly smelled the fresh and clean smell of the teenager in an obscene / extraordinary atmosphere. He didn't know whether it was the atmosphere around him or two drinks. It turned out that some mouths became dry, and my heart swayed strangely, almost throbbing.

Perhaps the comparison is too strong, Huayi told himself this way, he quickly controlled his mind, made a look like drinking too much wine, hanging on Changan, silently paying attention to the dozens of people from all sides Orcs coming closer to themselves.

Really deserves me—a smile on his face buried on Chang'an's shoulder.

The musician's drums became faster, and the woman surrounded by them made high-pitched voices under the action of the orcs, and the killer lurking in the shadows formed a surrounding circle, getting closer and closer.

The men and women dancing and interacting in the field seemed to push the whole atmosphere to a high tide, and the light reflected from the sharp knife in the hands of the dancers hurt the eyes.

Huayi staggered, as if it was not standing firmly, and suddenly flashed, I wondered whether it was intentional or unintentional, and hit a woman who served alcohol.

The woman who served the wine held the jug, but she walked cautiously. She was not very stable. She was hit by a heavy hit by Huayi, and she fell down with a oops. The jug fell on the woman's feet. It was splashing everywhere, and the next one, who was bought by the Asian beast, was caught half-length and jumped up, and a drunk orc laughed and hugged him.

At this moment, Yuguang of Huayi glimpsed Hanguang.

Hearing only that Asian beast suddenly issued a short and tragic exclaim, and the whole man struggled fiercely, but the sound of his exclaim and sternum fracture seemed so weak between the noisy crowd and the hurried drums. Worthy of mention.

A beast claw suddenly protruded from Ya beast's chest, and the beak claw penetrated his whole person at once, smashing all his internal organs, and then did not stay in the slightest. By the cover of A beast's body, he grabbed Hua. Yi.

Huayi's waist was bent backwards, and the wine bowl in his hand came out and smashed on the beast's claws. The wine splashed around, and for a moment he narrowed his eyes. He took out a nine-inch knife with his backhand, and followed his own It moves from the bottom up and looks like it is unstable.

The drunk was struggling to stand, but the knife was accurate and fierce. The beast claw was cut in half, and blood splattered a foot high.

But at the same time, a machete suddenly emerged from behind Huayi, an orc who did not know when it came over leaped violently, intending to sneak in from behind him.

However, a sudden dark shadow flashed in front of the attacker. He looked up and was surprised to find that a huge saber ran out from the top of Huayi's head and was placed under his machete, but the handle was held in the food. The sleeping beast possesses the hands of a young Asian beast.

Before he was shocked, Chang'an suddenly pressed down with both hands, prying the saber whole, "snap", and pressed back against the machete. Xueliang's blade rolled down the machete, and the sharp metal rubbed. The sound sounded, and the machete in the orc's hand was crushed by the top-down sabre.

If you rub your wrists, the orc warrior knows that the opponent is definitely not his opponent. However, the sabre weighs more than a hundred pounds. With the east wind of such a large blade, the pressure cannot be stopped by a machete. At that moment, the warrior's intuition told the orc warrior that he should let go of his sword immediately.

However he did not.

Abandoning the knife in front of a handsome and thin Asian beast boy, he couldn't do it.

The orc warrior roared suddenly, withdrew his wrists suddenly, shook his half body, and made a clever move. He lifted one side of the shoulder and turned the machete to the other side. The sabre is a good thing. It can suppress other weapons from the weight. Live, but it is not without weaknesses-after all, it is bulky, as long as it jams its blade, no matter what monster the Asian Beast Boy is, it must be released.

The blade and the blade collided together, almost sparking, but the moment the orc warrior was at work, the hairs suddenly turned upside down. As soon as he lifted his shoulder, he felt that the strange slashing sword became a part of the opponent's body. There is life-like, Morin's killing intention on the blade.

The snake ant, who seemed to be pervasive, covered his entire arm inside.

The orc warrior's hand holding the machete was finally forced to release.

But he didn't stay away. When he let go, the clumsy slashing knife chased after him, grabbed his instantaneous flaw, and cut off his hand with a stab.

The orc growled loudly, and the woman and Asian beast fled.

The carnival was completely painted red by human blood.

Huayi wiped off the blood on his face, picked up the jug from the ground, took a sip directly to the mouth of that jug, stared in the direction of Elder Giant Mountain with a clear look, and glanced at the old blind again. His eyes were deep, with a certain kind of ruthlessness, and then he smiled suddenly and said, "Oh, you will finally break your face? The play of betrayal and abandonment, two sides and three swords, is really good."

Elder Giant Mountain beckoned, the orc warriors surrounded the two collectively, and said coldly: "The transaction was made by you and Luo Tong, not by me. What letter do I back up and what do I forsake? That's why I died for one. Is the man who tarnishes his honour worthy of being a leader? "

Huayi asked, "So, is there another person worthy of being a leader?"

Jushan Elder said: "I have been an elder in the tribe for twenty years. From the time when Luo Tong's father was the leader, to the present, the contribution to the tribe has always been greater than the leader.

Huayi shook his head with a smile, pointing at him and said to Chang'an: "Have you learned anything? I promise you to live to this age, and you have never seen such a shameless person."

Chang'an poked his sword on the ground, and felt that the elder was still doing such things when he was old.

What a superior person to be a broken leader? Is it worth the trouble?

However, Huayi suddenly stood up. When he moved, the orc closest to him was attacked immediately. The orcs' fights were always open and closed. Most of the swords came from hunting experience. Where have I seen the ghost-like assassination of the dead? Surgery?

Huayi almost killed a person in one step, and no one could resist wherever he went. Although Chang'an had no interest in their struggle for power, he felt that he had asked Huayi for "a lot of attention", so Be faithful.

He followed closely and firmly held Huayi's back.

Others thought that the saber-knife in the boy's hand was to make up for his lack of body. It was used against beasts and big guys in the wild, and it certainly could not be used in the crowd. However, Changan regarded the knife-knife handle as a smart Stick.

Once rounded, you can hit long distances, pinch your hands against the edge of the blade, and you can fight close.

The knife is a man, and he is the knife.

At this time, in the scuffle, a strange smile appeared on Huayi's face, a tremor came from the depths of the earth, and a human voice came from a distant place.

But for a moment, the sound had reached the point where everyone could hear it.