Vol 3 Chapter 1949: -The death of Ah Dye

A Chui grabbed Manhu's fist with one hand, followed closely, raised his fist, and chased Manhu's face several times.
It was also at the culmination of anger, A Chui's few punches actually had the flavor of returning to light.
Manhu was beaten to his blood, and retreated in embarrassment.
Immediately, A Chue jumped up to catch up and punched him.
Even though Ah Chu was extremely ferocious, he was exhausted after all, and the counterattack was just a flash in the pan.
As a result, the wild tigers can lower their heads to avoid them, and step forward to greet Ah Chu with their fists.
The two of them had no weapons in their hands, so they fought together empty-handed, pulling their hair and hitting their necks, scratching their faces and eyes, just like children fighting, doing a scuffle on the ground.
Suddenly, Ah Chu hit the bronze knife between Manhu's waist and abdomen with his hand, causing Manhu's wounds. This made Manhu shout in pain. He who was riding on Ah Chu was the advantage, and the situation instantly turned over.
A Chui turned and rode back on Manhu, while pressing the bronze knife on Manhu's waist, he smashed Manhu's neck with his fist.
Manhu was already at the end of the crossbow. He could only raise an arm to protect his neck, and was stirred by the bronze knife by Ah Chu. The waist and abdomen had already become bloody.
Regardless of the wild tiger's other hand scratching his face, he just grinned and cruelly said: "Man tiger, don't you want revenge? Come on! Do it! You come to kill me! Waste! I am Kill your son, what can you do with me!"
Every sentence punishes the heart, irritating Manhu Qi and blood, but no matter how he struggles, the sharp pain in his lower abdomen makes him unable to lift the slightest strength.
Suddenly, A Chui grabbed the bronze knife on Manhu's waist, and pulled the bronze knife out with force.
Man Hu yelled in pain, opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood directly on Ah Chu's face, then his head tilted, lying on the ground without any movement.
Sitting on Manhu’s body, Ah Chui was panting heavily. His hands and feet were weak, and his hands holding the bronze knife were trembling. It was like, in the winter, you wore a single coat and froze outside. The cigarette lighter can't be pressed down.
He got down from Manhu, sat on the ground, and looked up, just gasping for breath.
Finally, it is finally over.
Glancing sideways at the wild tiger on the ground, A Chui was a little upset, it, he was A Chui! He is the God of War of the Sun Tribe, Atri! As a result, he was almost killed by such a waste?
The more A Chui thought about it, the more angry he got, and he wanted to vent his anger when he lifted the knife, but when he tried it, he realized that he had lost his strength to the point where he could not move his hands or feet.
After taking a few deep breaths, Ah Chu gave up.
Still, it is better to seize the time to get some physical strength and catch up with the tiger.
Thinking of Qinghu in his heart, A Chui sat on the spot and took the time to regain his strength.
It may be that A Trie was really tired, so much so that he didn't even notice that the wild tiger next to him who should have been aching to death, after doing so, opened his eyes.
A Chui originally had his back to the Manhu, when he was resting, the Manhu who woke up shouted, and he didn't know the strength from there, and he rushed directly to A Chui.
When A Chue heard the sound, he turned his head in surprise, and there was no time to dodge. He was hugged by the wild tiger half of his body, followed closely, and the wild tiger clasped his hands tightly, hooping A Chu’s body and arms, so that A Chu did not Any possibility of fighting back.
Then, in the voice of A Chui's heart yelling badly, Manhu opened his mouth and bit towards A Chui's neck.
When the tearing pain came from the neck, A Chui struggled hard and yelled at you to loosen it.
How can Manhu take care of this? Just now, it has been proved that even if Ah Chu is seriously injured, he is not his opponent. This is so easy to seize an opportunity, how can he easily give up?
Manhu pinched Ah Chu's legs with his thighs, and hugged his body with his arms, just using a mouth to chew on Ah Chu's neck.
A Chui howl in pain, and while struggling with his restrained arms, he suddenly felt the torn knife wound on Manhu's waist and abdomen. He gritted his teeth and used his hand to buckle the wound on Manhu's waist and abdomen, forcing Manhu to stop.
He underestimated the wild tiger. This time, the wild tiger obviously came with a heart to kill. Even if A Chu's fingers were randomly stirred in the wild tiger's wound, the wild tiger still did not let go, and said a few mouthfuls. The flesh of the neck bite is fuzzy.
Both sides are in this corner, and A Chui's mouth keeps screaming from the strength.
Suddenly, a blood arrow came from his neck from which the flesh and skin that had been bitten by the wild tiger had fallen off. In an instant, A Chuan's screams stopped abruptly.
His eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief.
A large amount of blood pulsed from the bite of Ah Chu's neck into Manhu's mouth, and then sprayed out from the corner of Manhu's mouth, but in a moment, Manhu's chest was dyed red.
As the blood surged, Ah Chu felt that all his vitality flowed from the neck of the broken mouth. He stiffened, shook, and fell to the ground with a wild tiger thumping.
Before he died, Atri's eyes were wide, and he looked forward blankly, as if he could not believe that he would die in this way.
Manhu still kept this movement unchanged. He waited until the blood spurting out of the broken artery on A Chuan's neck, when he turned his head, he felt that A Chuan was dead and he was still biting A Chuan's neck. He started crying.
In the silent forest, the tiger cried like a ghost.
For a long time, he let go of his mouth, and hardly took Ah Chu’s fingers from the already rotten wound in his waist and abdomen, stood up, staggered, facing the direction of the Thorns Mountains, his knees seemed to be irritated. He lost his lead, knelt down heavily, and howled loudly.
While crying, I said that I finally took revenge and killed Ah Chu.
He just kept crying like this, and he didn't know how long he had been crying. The exhaustion of his physical strength and the aggravation of his injuries caused the wild tiger to tilt his head and fell directly to the ground without any movement.
In the dry woods, the ground was covered with blood, and on the ground were seven or eight people and the dead bodies whose necks had been bitten off.
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Qinghu was led by A Shang and Cang Niu and ran away, not knowing how far he ran.
As the hostage, Qinghu just stomped and yelled, scolding A Shang and Cang Niu, while feeling distressed that his uncle had not followed up.
But no matter what Qinghu shouted, A Shang and Cang Niu were silent. They were determined to separate Qinghu and A Chui, how could they stop again?
I don't know how long it took to run, and both of them lost their strength, and then put down the Qinghu that was carrying.
Sitting on the ground, Qinghu just cursed: "You two bastards! Why did you run? There are not many of them. Let's stay with Ah Chu, and we can kill them all! Quickly, take me back! I'm going Find Ah Chu!"
Qinghu didn't recognize the environment he was in at all between his words and behavior.
As A Shang and Cang Niu sat on the ground and panted, they heard Qinghu's scolding, and the corners of their eyebrows and eyes throbbed.
Cangniu had a quick temper. He couldn't help it. He grabbed the stone spear and stood up abruptly, yelling, "Shut up!"
Qinghu who was yelling was stunned when he heard the words, and looked up at Cangniu in amazement.
Cangniu turned around and pointed the stone spear in his hand at Qinghu's nose, and cursed, "Qinghu, do you still think you are the patriarch of the Sun Tribe?"
Qinghu's expression changed: "Cangniu, what do you mean? Do you want to betray me?"
While complaining that his companion turned his face too quickly, A Shang also grabbed the stone spear and held it in his hand, standing side by side with the Cangniu, looking directly at Qinghu, and said: "Qinghu, don't you say that we betray you. To blame, blame you for not treating us as human beings, so don't blame us for killing you."
Qinghu's face changed drastically, "Ah Shang, don't be impulsive, let's, what do we have to say, say it."
"Huh, say it nicely? Qinghu, A Chui doesn't know where it is now. I want him to save you. It's early! You only have to die today!"
With that said, A Shang grabbed the stone spear and pierced towards Qinghu.
Qinghu yelled and turned around, Shimao slammed on the ground, and Qinghu jumped up, picked up the rock on the ground and hit A Shang's head.
A Shang and Cang Niu carried Qinghu all the way, and the two of them were physically exhausted. It was very unwise to fight with Qinghu.
Although Qinghu was not good at fighting, it was with Attribi. He wanted to deal with A Shang and Cang Niu who were exhausted, but it was not a difficult task.
When the stone went down, A Shang's blood flowed away.
Qinghu held the stone and stared, "You want to kill me? Come on!"