Douluo blood duke

Chapter 8
Mia sat on the stool with a worried face, thinking about the plan the young master told her in the morning.

She led away the bosses of the two soul hunting groups and some of their subordinates, and then the two of them raided the station.

This sounds outrageous, although Yan Fei said that among the three soul hunting groups, the strongest even the bosses of these soul hunting groups are all soul masters, and most of the others are ordinary people, only two There are thirty first-ring soul masters, and it is said that there are only five or six second-ring soul masters.

But even if she lures away the two soul masters, the remaining soul masters and first-ring and second-ring soul masters can deal with them two first-ring soul masters?Even if she, the soul king, is entangled by a group of people, she can only escape. This plan is too outrageous.

She stood up, biting her lip, feeling extremely anxious, but now that she was at the Soul Hunting Corps' station, she could only believe that Zhang Heng had another plan.

Mia sighed. At this time, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and she immediately returned to her original indifferent expression, looking at the three bosses of the hunting group who came in.

"How about it, have you discussed it?"

Mia said.

Tie Tian smiled and said: "Okay, lord Soul King, we are willing to join hands with the two soul hunting groups and promise to help you find the trace of the soul beast before dark."

"Okay, let's go, there's no time to find it."

Mia's face was calm, but she was shocked in her heart.

"The young master really hit the mark. They really let the bosses of the two soul hunting groups leave with them."

"Okay, my lord."

A few minutes later, the station of the Stone Turtle Soul Hunting Group.

Jin Dao looked at the five or sixty people walking away with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"You two idiots, after I get the news about the spirit bone, those subordinates will give it to you two idiots. I have the spirit bone, why can't my subordinates recruit it, ha ha."

"The golden knife boss, our boss told you to come."

After the large troops of the two soul hunting groups had gone far away, a member of the Stone Turtle Soul Hunting Group walked up to Jin Dao. When he looked at him, the fierce look made him feel like a lump in his throat, making him speechless.

"You're teaching me how to do things."

"No dare."

The member of the Stone Turtle Soul Hunting Group lowered his head, drops of cold sweat pouring out of his forehead, but he had heard that this golden knife boss had a very bad temper, and when he was angry, he hacked many of his subordinates to death.

Jin Dao walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly: "Your boss is not here now, now, here, I am the boss, you, understand?"

"Obviously."

"Ah."

Jin Dao responded indifferently, patted the man's face, then turned around and walked towards the tent where Yan Ren was imprisoned in the middle of the garrison, but when he was about to lift the curtain, there was a sound behind him that made him extremely angry the sound of.

"Hey, fat man, let my father go."

"Fatty!"

Jin Dao's face froze, and his breathing became short of breath.

And the expressions of the remaining [-] or so subordinates who were scattered in the garrison, composed of two soul hunting groups, Stone Turtle and Wild Dog, all changed. They all knew that there was a taboo in the Golden Knife Soul Hunting Group, that is, they could not say anything about Fatty. You can't scold the fat man to death by scolding anything.

They looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw a boy about six or seven years old raising his black-gloved fist with anger on his face, and a yellow soul ring appeared beside him, standing at the gate.

"Good, good, good."

Jin Dao smiled angrily, turned around to look at Yan Fei, panted and said: "Look at you, you are the son of that guy in the tent, no wonder he keeps silent, it seems that the soul bone is in your This guy wants to save your father, come on, let me see what you are capable of."

"Come on, grab him."

Jin Dao said coldly to the people next to him, but no one responded to him, because their boss had already said that if Jin Dao ordered them to do anything, they would ignore them.

Seeing that his words were useless, Jin Dao sneered, and ran towards Yan Fei with heavy steps. His seemingly huge body could even bring up strong winds while walking.

Seeing him approaching, Yan Fei changed his expression, retracted his fist and ran out.

Jin Dao chased after him, but Yan Fei didn't run around, but ran around the fence of the station.

Those members of the Stone Turtle and Wild Dog Soul Hunting Group, although they didn't listen to Jin Dao's orders, they still surrounded the tent in the middle, watching Jin Dao chasing behind Yan Fei like a furious wild boar, waving A kitchen knife ran wildly.

But they didn't pay attention, behind them, a thin figure quietly touched the back of the tent.

Zhang Heng secretly looked at the group of people in front of him, and after confirming that none of them could see him, he summoned his martial spirit and released ultrasonic waves to investigate the situation inside the tent.

"Three people, one is dropped, it seems that he is Yan Fei's father, and the other two are chatting on the tent on the right side, and it will be easy to deal with only two."

Zhang Heng was overjoyed, and touched the right side of the tent, the purple soul ring flashed beside him, and a drop of blood the size of a fingernail condensed in his hand.

And in his ears, the conversation between the two inside sounded.

"Hey, what's going on outside."

"I don't know, it seems quite lively."

"Those three stinky dogs left the two of us inside to watch the dead."

"Or let's go out and have a look."

"You're crazy, what if he runs away."

"You can see that he can run when he is half dead, let's go, go out and have a look."

"Hey, why can't you pull it, hey you."

The speaker, in the middle of speaking, pulled the partner beside him to go outside to have a look, but when he tried hard, he felt something was wrong, because the guy beside him felt as if he was pinned, no matter how he pulled, he would not Don't move a step.

He looked back in a strange way, and saw the blood-red eyes of the person beside him, with blood gushing from his mouth. When he looked down, he saw a sharp claw protruding from his chest, and he opened his mouth wide. , When he wanted to call out to the people outside the tent, he found that he could not make any sound. He looked down and saw that his arms had become extremely skinny at some point, no different from the dead branches of trees that fell on the ground in autumn.

And it's not just the hand, a sense of dizziness was born in his mind, the whole world kept spinning in his eyes, and finally, it fell into darkness.

Zhang Heng withdrew his arm, tore off the tent, got in, supported the two corpses that had completely lost their lives, and indifferently laid them down on the ground, then waved at the mummy among them.

A blood bead the size of an egg flew out of its body.

Zhang Heng frowned and looked at the guy who was hung on the stake without a piece of good flesh, and then shot blood beads into the body of another corpse. A few seconds later, there was an extra mummy on the ground.

And Zhang Heng took the blood bead the size of two eggs, walked up to Yan Ren, and pressed it into Yan Ren's body.

Yan Ren was tortured all night, fainted and woken up by splashing water, and then fainted from pain, back and forth no less than seven times. At this time, he was in a comatose state, and suddenly felt a warm energy in his body Wandering away, the wounds all over his body became itchy, he slowly opened his eyes, and saw a child about the size of his own son standing in front of him.

Seeing that Yan Ren woke up, Zhang Hengbi made a silent gesture, and then drove the blood beads to release the blood, releasing energy continuously to all parts of Yan Ren's body. After only one minute, Yan Ren's body The scars are almost scarred.

He slightly broke the hemp rope that bound him, and looked at Zhang Heng suspiciously.

"Uncle, I'm Yan Fei's friend, Yan Fei is fighting that fat man outside, you go and help him."

"What, Xiao Fei him."

Yan Ren was shocked, and rushed out from the main entrance regardless of the still painful wound.

"Xiao Fei!"

"Father!"

"Asshole, why did you let him run out, catch him quickly."

"Come on, grab him."

Zhang Heng secretly watched the chaotic scene outside, blood beads popped out of his hands, and while their attention was on the father and son, he kept using his own blood beads to harvest those who left the team and left behind .

ten minutes later.

Yan Fei propped his hands on the ground, got up quickly, looked at the second-ring dog soul master who sent him flying, and watched him walk towards him with grinning teeth, and when he was thinking about how to deal with the enemy, the enemy turned pale , suddenly fell to the ground, and his muscles shriveled instantly.

Yan Fei swallowed his saliva, looked up, and saw Zhang Heng standing behind the mummy, before he could speak, Zhang Heng spoke.

"Go and help your father, I will handle it here."

"Ah, oh, yes."

Yan Fei was worried about his father's injury, so he rushed to Yan Ren who had fought with Jindao outside the station, and had no time to look behind him.

Seeing his leaving back, Zhang Heng dragged up the mummy on the ground, led him to the big tent in the middle, opened the curtain and threw him in. There were already more than 20 mummy inside.

After closing the door curtain, Zhang Heng sighed, took out the kerosene he had prepared, poured it on the tent, and lit the flame.

Looking at the blazing fire, Zhang Heng rushed towards the fighting place in the dense forest expressionlessly.

On the other side, on a high slope in the Star Dou Forest, Mia was sitting on a boulder, looking into the distance, when she saw a wisp of black smoke floating into the sky from a distance, a strange light flashed in her eyes .

"Miss Mia, we didn't find it on our side."

Canine Tooth panted heavily, dragged his wet body to Mia and said.

"Then go to the next swamp."

"Yes."

Quan Fang turned around, completely unaware that Mia had summoned her martial spirit, five spirit rings, two yellow and three purple surrounded her, one of the yellow spirit rings flickered, and a javelin appeared in her hand .

After a while.

Fang Fang's body was thrown by Mia behind the boulder where he was sitting just now, where Tie Tian lay there quietly with the same terrified and puzzled eyes as him.

In the dense forest where he was reluctant to stay, Yan Ren's black-gloved fists rained down on Jin Dao in front of him like raindrops. Yesterday he was besieged by Jin Dao, Quan Ya, and Tie Tian, ​​which made him arrested , now there is only Jin Dao, although he still has injuries, but with his level 39 strength, he is not afraid of Jin Dao.

"hateful."

Jin Dao waved the kitchen knife Wuhun in his hand, leaving two new wounds on Yan Ren's body, and was hit by him. He quickly got up from the ground. At this moment, there was some movement behind him, and he turned his head. Seeing the kid he was chasing before running over, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, he turned his head and ran towards him.

Yan Fei didn't have time to dodge, his eyes widened, and he was frightened by the golden knife that suddenly rushed over. Looking at the cold light waving in the golden knife's hand, he felt chills in his heart.

Not far away, Yan Ren felt chills in his heart, but before he could yell out, he saw a red phantom flashing from behind Yan Fei, and passing through the galloping golden knife.

After being passed by it, Jindao fell to the ground as if he had been tripped, and rolled on the ground a few times before stopping after hitting a tree, and did not get up.

The red phantom also revealed its original appearance, it was Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng held the hot still beating heart that he just took out from Jindao's chest, and squeezed it hard, and the red heart burst into blood mist instantly.

Looking at the slowly dissipating blood mist, Zhang Heng's eyes flickered, and he thought to himself.

"Pity."

(End of this chapter)