Game Tycoon Reborn

Although those Sirius spiders couldn't help retreating after being slashed, they didn't lose many of them. It was a tactic. Tactical contraction made their density more and more dense.

Looking at the dense spider swarm on the road ahead, even if Tu Tianming had just upgraded, he couldn't help but gasp, feeling his confidence drop greatly.

Unless the group of remnant soldiers behind him are all upgraded, and everyone is in a state of great courage, there may be a chance to kill halfway up the mountain. With their current state, it is difficult, too difficult!

At this moment, in the beam of light halfway up the mountain, a sudden change occurred!

That eye-catching beam of light is gone!Everyone's eyes darkened, and their hearts suddenly sank.

At this moment, a brighter and more dazzling light bloomed.

A group of figures surrounded by lightning rushed down from the mountainside.

Wherever this figure went, it was surrounded by lightning, and not a single blade of grass grew.

The Sirius spiders along the way were swept away by the light and shadow, and their bellies were overturned one after another.

Those timid fang-toothed spiders dodged one after another, the fangs spouting from their mouths couldn't catch up with the light and shadow at all.

Seeing this light and shadow like a long rainbow penetrating the sun, and like a galaxy hanging upside down, it is invincible, like a thunderbolt blasting towards the ground, sweeping all the way.

In the blink of an eye, a figure shrouded in lightning rushed in front of Tu Tianming.

"Follow me!" The wooden knife handle shone like a god descending from the earth, screaming loudly.

Tu Tianming didn't dare to neglect, he hurriedly followed the handle of the wooden knife, and ran up desperately.

A group of remnants all let go of their feet, squeezed out the last drop of strength in their bodies, and rushed towards the mountainside scrambling.

The speed of the wooden knife handle was extremely fast, and he rushed to the front with lightning all over his body.

Strange to say, those spiders seemed to know how powerful he was, and retreated one after another, being forced out of a way by him.

And Tu Tianming and his party, who closely followed the handle of the wooden knife, finally rushed to the north entrance of Chiyue Canyon in an almost miraculous way.

"Master, thank you for saving me!" Tu Tianming said, cupping his hands at the handle of the wooden knife, full of joy.

Unexpectedly, the handle of the wooden knife shook violently twice, and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot.

The blood instantly stained a piece of soil red. This picture made everyone present have a shocking feeling.

In that rush just now, the flying current flew down three thousand feet!Although the power is earth-shattering, the price paid by the handle of the wooden knife is definitely not light.

Otherwise, with his strength, how could he vomit blood in public?It is estimated that this is really unbearable!

"You, are you okay?" Tu Tianming was startled, he was still counting on the thigh holding the handle of the wooden knife, and asked in a trembling voice.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with the handle of the wooden knife, he shook his head expressionlessly and said, "It's okay! It'll be fine after a while! Where's Zhao Yun? Why didn't he come up?"

When he heard that the handle of the wooden knife was mentioned to brother Wang Zhaoyun, Tu Tianming blushed and didn't know what to say.

The brother of Tu Tianming next to him was full of grief and indignation, and couldn't help but said: "Guangzhu, brother Wang was seriously injured, it's over! He asked us to come up first, saying that he was watching from behind."

As he spoke, the brother choked up, and the other people present also lowered their heads, their eyes turning red.

Especially the elders in the Qingmu Club, they all love Big Brother Wang Zhaoyun, because Big Brother Wang is the most honest and warm-hearted person in the gang, and he has always been fair and just, treating everyone equally, there are really not many good people like him!

"Understood, it's fate! You go to the entrance of the cave to rest first! There are no spiders over there." Hearing Wang Zhaoyun's sad news, the wooden knife handle was extremely depressed, as if he had received a particularly heavy blow, and said in a deep voice.

Seeing the decadent appearance of the wooden knife handle, Tu Tianming wanted to ask something, but he couldn't ask because it was stuck in his throat.

"Wooden knife handle, I'm Chen Zhiming from the Dragon Snake Gang. My younger brother died down there just now, so I want to ask you a question!" At this time, someone beside him couldn't help but speak.

The wooden knife handle slowly turned his head, staring at the young man who asked the question.

Although this young man named Chen Zhiming is a member of the Dragon Snake Gang, he is very brave in combat. He was the one who blocked the two attacks of the Sirius spider for Tu Shanming just now, otherwise everyone would have no chance to get to the halfway up the mountain.

"We people, these people in the C group, were we really sent in to feed the spiders?" Chen Zhiming asked loudly.

Almost everyone present stared at the handle of the wooden knife intently, waiting for his answer.

The handle of the wooden knife hesitated for a moment, then said coldly: "So what?"

"You guys, how can you be so shameless!" Chen Zhiming rushed to his head and roared angrily.

Tu Tianming frowned, took half a step forward, and stood between Chen Zhiming and the handle of the wooden knife.

The handle of the wooden knife was injured, and there must be no accidents at this time, otherwise without his combat power, everyone would be dead!

It took so much hard work to come up, of course everyone didn't want to die!

The wooden knife handle shook his head, and said with a blank face: "I also guessed it after I came in. Fifteen days ago, the leaders of the big gang of Bairimen had a gathering, and I didn't attend. Our Qingmu will go to the second-in-command Zhong Yefu."

"From then on, I knew that they had something to hide from me. It's just that I didn't know that what they were discussing was to do this."

The handle of the wooden knife paused, and his gaze swept across the audience, to the faces of these remnant soldiers who survived the catastrophe.

"They will come in soon! If you want to survive, don't mention this matter again. Everything will be discussed after you get out alive!" The voice of the wooden knife handle was hoarse and full of exhaustion.

Everyone felt a chill, a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

They are the leaders of the city's gangs and members of the elite group that the wooden knife handle is talking about. With their strength, it is just a breeze to kill these people.

This time, there were more than 800 members of the C-character group of the major gangs who entered the jungle maze, and none of the ten survived to reach the entrance of the canyon alive.

In contrast, the remnant soldiers of the Qingmuhui were extremely lucky, they had such great masters as wooden sword handles to support them, and the C-character regiments of other gangs were not so lucky.

On the hillside below, Wang Zhaoyun was dying and barely sat up.

Beside him, there was no one there, only a few dead bodies.

There was a rustling sound from all around, it was the sound made by the Sirius spider when it moved.

These Sirius spiders are very intelligent, they have judged that there is no danger on the hillside, only a delicious meal.

Wang Zhaoyun's eyes widened. He even saw the fangs in the mouths of those Sirius spiders, so he couldn't help showing a wry smile.

Therefore, Wang Zhaoyun tried his best to sit upright, stretched out his hand to straighten the hat on his head, and then patiently arranged the clothes on his shoulders to cover the torn wound.

Even if you are buried in the belly of a spider, you must first straighten your clothes, and then die generously!

Wang Zhaoyun remembered the things before he came to Bairi Gate.

He was originally a teacher in a suburban county near Tianzun Shencheng. He opened a small private school and took in more than a dozen young students to teach them.

One day, the gentlemen from the county town brought the honored guests from Shencheng to the countryside to hunt, and shot the child with an arrow in the vegetable field.

This young boy is one of Wang Zhaoyun's favorite students. He is extremely talented and is regarded by him as a disciple who can pass on the mantle.