Vol 3 Chapter 1604: Strangulation

No.> With the promise of the White Dean, the few helpers stopped crying, and they quit the hall in a grateful way. The four people just left the hall and immediately heard someone shouting locusts in the courtyard.
Four quickly retreated back, and the people in the yard swarmed into the hall.
The white chief hurriedly pulled up and untied, and he replied: "Protect them!"
Unraveling nodded, double fists hold the iron group, and strongly suppress the anger in the heart, he really wants, really wants to rush out, that fights with the hateful locusts.
But he can't, he lost his father, can't lose his mother, or let his mother lose his son.
The white chief stood at the entrance of the hall and looked at the locusts that were flying in the distance, and immediately ordered the guards to close all the doors and windows that could enter the locusts.
The doors and windows were closed, and the locusts rushed up and slammed the wooden doors and windows. The screams of rushing were heart-wrenching and the scalp was numb.
Seeing that the window gradually revealed cracks, the last protection would not be guaranteed. The white house chief ordered everyone to retreat. I saw that his palms were printed, and the air curtains were smashed outside the doors and windows. The doors and windows were cracked, and the locusts flew in. Thousands of locusts were quickly smashed into pieces by the smashing gas squad.
However, the number of locusts is far more than just tens of thousands, and countless thousands of locusts are flying in.
The White Dean has repeatedly smashed a number of strangles, and has smashed a lot of locusts. There are too many locusts. There are always some fish that have not fallen into the smashing air. They quickly gather in the hall. Untied the dead father's body and rushed.
Jie Jie let the mother retreat, he took off his robe, poured the vitality into his robe, waving toward the worms coming in groups, pouring in the clothes of the vitality, the natural power is huge, the locusts Dying is dead, no accidents.
Although they tried their best to resist the locusts, the locusts seemed to never stop coming to them.
The sky is gradually darkening, not when it is already, but the extremely large number of locusts that cover the sky.
The white sergeant has more and more strangles, and more and more mites have been killed. The number of mites that can leak into the net is also increasing.
From the old man and the unraveling, the locusts are constantly being destroyed in the house. How can they be destroyed? These locusts are very ferocious. They catch people and bite, and they are very painful.
There are already a few people in the hall who have made a lot of troubles. It seems that the pain is screaming. It seems that a piece of flesh on the arm is bitten by a few mites.
The white director’s heart is anxious, and if he goes on like this, even if some of their apprentices can not be harmed by mites, other people in this room can hardly say it!
While he was watching a group of locusts flying into the hall, and when he had nothing to do, a strange smell came.
I saw those locusts that rushed to them, and after smelling the scent, there was a clear movement of stagnation, and soon they began to wobble in the air and eventually fell to the ground.
The white chief’s heart was happy, and he stretched his neck and looked outwards.
Is it Yuan Qiu?

"It's me!" Yuan Qiu's voice is very sweet, a little more aura, less a bit of domineering.
The white sergeant rounded his eyes and looked out at the door. He saw that Xia Yuanqiu and Zhu Xizheng each held two torches. The fire on the torch was not too strong, and the thick rolling smoke floated into the air.