Chapter 236, the variable is up.

On the prairie, all kinds of monsters are infested, among which the prairie wolves are the most terrible. This group of animals is tens of thousands. Under the leadership of the wolf king, it can almost be said to sweep all other creatures on the grassland, even The grassland barbarian, in the face of a large-scale wolf group, has to shun.
Therefore, the grassland barbarian will worship the wolf god.
Since the long time, there have been countless intersections between barbarians and wolves. The relationship between the barbarians and the wolves is between the barbarian and the giant wolves. The wolf temple has become the largest religion on the grassland. All major tribes must respect the Temple of the Wolf, and the Temple of the Wolf has a very high religious power, above the political power.
Of course, in addition to the Temple of the Wolf, there are other animal totem worships on the grasslands.
Among them, the prairie tarantula worship is one of them.
This genre is called the spider temple.
The spider temple is extremely popular in the southwestern part of the prairie. It worships the prairie tarantula, a terrible natural poisonous hunter. It is hidden in the dark and can not kill creatures stronger than it. The adult tarantula is said to have a height of several meters. It is a giant, the wolf spider king has a psychic wisdom, can resist the wolves of the large community, some grassland nomadic tribes that have not established their own fixed city Guo, deeply affected by the wolf spider, over time, anyway, the wolf spider worship, obey The Wolf Spider King gained a strange magical power and strength and established a spider temple.
On the prairie, the Temple of the Spider represents evil, death, shadow, and terror.
The strongest in the spider temple sold his soul to the king of the wolf spider, and acquired the magical power. It was a natural assassin, assassination, murder, poisoning, kidnapping, etc., no evil, no good or evil.
Therefore, after hearing the three words of the wolf temple, the grassland warriors, all change.
And when I saw the dark-skinned old man in the dark green robes coming out of the shadows, the two men of the moon tribe and the grassland divisions changed their faces.
"The green spider of one of the four dark gods in the spider temple?" The grassland division exclaimed.
"Hey, younger generations, you know the old man, too." The dark and dark old man in the dark green robes made a harsh laughter and said: "You know the old man's name, you can die without complaints."
"When did the spider temple collude with the Qin people?"
The green spider old man smiled: "It’s just cooperation. Someone wants to get rid of the shooting department and make a deal with the Qin people. The old man takes the money and comes over to be a supervisor. Oh, of course, taking your head off is also a great achievement. One, weird only blame you for being stupid, for a woman, actually left the prairie, came to the territory of relatives, Longyou shoal, tiger fell Pingyang, it would die."
"I shot the moon department, there are 30,000 30,000 people, 300,000 people, the master is like a cloud, my father is a new generation of philanthropy in the prairie, talents, even if it kills me, the shooting department will not Die." Shooting the moon tribe is less than the main road.
"Oh, if you and your guards are dead in the Qin people's territory, you guess, your old man, and those brothers, will you be crazy? Shooting the 30,000 sergeant, if When the attack on the Qin people is carried out in a big way, how many people can finally return? And if someone is smashing the vacant part of the moon, launch a raid?"
The green spider old man smiled.
The face of the shooting moon tribe has changed dramatically.
He knows the character of his father and his brother. If he really died tonight, then once someone catches the wind and catches the news and brings the news back, it will be dangerous if the shooting department starts.
"So the spider temple has tried hard to frame me and my sisters, just to lead the iron brother to the Qin people's territory?"
The green spider old man laughed: "On the prairie, who does not know, the shooting of the Ministry of the Lord is devoted to the Qingyan Saints. Only if you are caught, it is necessary for him to disregard the blockage of his father and brother and sneak into the territory of the Qin people... Tonight, let You are doing a pair of deaths, anyway, the head of your smoky sacred woman is also very valuable."
The prairie female Wushen glanced at the side of the moon, the youngest man, and I sighed.
Tiemuzhen is very arrogant, sneer: "If the spider gods are all dark, maybe we will plant it tonight, but only you, dare to say such a big word, it is too much to put us in the eye. In the end, I am afraid that after the night, the four gods of the spider temple will be one less."
The double knives in his hand, the handles are relatively twisted, and a strange long bow is synthesized. A silk thread is connected, and the grassland warrior behind him immediately comes to the front of the iron wood, and the one-meter long iron arrow pot behind him. Put it on the ground and hold it steady.
The arrow is on the string, and the iron wood is going to perform the magical technique.
The green spider old man laughed a lot.
"Who said that I am a person? Assassin, never do things with no certainty, huh, huh, although the old man is confident, but he does not want one of the two best arrogances on the prairie..."
The voice has not fallen.
A white light broke through and landed on the ground, turning into a figure of the old man with a hook-and-nose zombie.
This old blame, go and return.
"Who is it? Who killed my younger brother?" He was crazy, murderous and violent, his eyes were red, like two vortexes, staring at the prairie maiden and others, saying: "Which is moving?" Hand?" Obviously, he did not find the murderer who killed the younger brother.
The young man of the moon, Tiemuzhen and the prairie military division, suddenly changed their face.
An old green spider has been difficult to deal with, and there is a strange old monster... If before, they still have half the chance to rush out, then now, the possibility of rushing out has been infinitely falling, tending to zero .
Liufang Street is close at hand, but they seem to be unable to rush out.
When the grassland military officer saw it, he saw that the public was low and his mind was not good. He quickly said: "No problem, we still have a backhand..." Outside the street, there is a team that meets. He told everyone: "You can just escape tonight, and you don't have to fight for it." This is encouraging morale.
The grassland warriors really ignited hope in their hearts.
But the prairie military master knows that tonight, I am afraid that most people will die here.
Shooting the Ministry of the Lord and the Valkyrie, the strongest, under the cover of everyone, as long as they can escape, the disaster of the shooting department can be avoided.
however--
"Backhand? Just dying? I know, you are still hoping with those so-called responders, haha, do you think they are still alive?" The green spider old man made a cruel and sinister smile: "Well, let you all Die heart."
When the voice fell, a few sounds, dozens of heads, directly from the darkness, were thrown out.
The blood is flowing, the head of the soil is contaminated, the hair and the face are clearly distinguishable, and they are the face of the prairie warrior.
"Ah...the iron brothers, and Ada..." At the first sight of the shooting department, he witnessed the splitting. He recognized that these dead people were planned before and placed outside Liufang Street. The warrior responsible for the response was actually nothing left, and all were killed.
Everything is in the calculation of the other party.
shit.
The grassland military division was shocked.
At the same time, his heart also felt a sense of powerlessness.
In the Qin people's territory, their strength is too weak, Rao is he has urgency, but the clever woman is difficult to be without rice. Tonight, he has been exhausted, but unfortunately, it is not enough.
Among the eyes of the prairie martyr, there is a burning fire of raging hatred.
Other grassland warriors and wolf goddess warriors, after the initial grief, burned the flame of anger on everyone's face.
"revenge."
"kill."
The weapon hits the breastplate and makes a tragic sound.
Instead of panicking, each grassland warrior became calm. They used the weapon to hit the breastplate, while the right foot was rubbed, the left hand was lifted up, and the mouth sang a certain long-distance scale, which seemed to be a wolverine and a wind. Blowing through the grasslands, the rhythm of movement is neat, the voice is mournful and passionate.
This is the war song dance of the shooting department.
Whenever there is a big battle, encountering the predicament of a battle against the water, the soldiers of the shooting department will sing the ancient battle song that once resounded through the prairie.
Tonight, the battle of death.
This scene, even the green spider old man can not help but slightly change color.
The 30,000-person squadron of the Moon Division can cross the prairie and become the top ten of the grassland forces. It is because of this momentum that this will is among the prairie barbarians who are known for their madness. of.
However, the strange and grotesque in the state of madness by the death of the younger brother, but by this momentum, violently more violent, roaring: "You damn, ... said, who killed my younger brother, It must be your accomplice, ah ah..." He cried, like a madman, and his body became a squally wind, and he came directly from it.
The horrible blueness of the snow, sweeping like a frenzy.
"kill."
Shoot the moon and the Lord, bend the bow and open the arrow.
But this does not stop the raging strangers.
The battle started in an instant.
The old man of the green spider smiled coldly and slowly, and his body slowly entered the darkness. As an assassin, he was good at using the terrain, darkness, shadows and chaos to take his life. The entire Liufang Street was full of spiders. Silk kills, no one can escape.
"Ah..." A shooting warrior screamed in horror, then his arm broke silently, then his body, split from the waist.
Soon, dozens of shooting warriors were killed.
The female wolf also lost six or seven.
"Say, who killed my younger brother." The stagnation of the old singer, the two shooting moon warriors as broken ice, madly yelling.
The two innate powers are in the lineup, just like the tigers and the flocks, even if the grassland warriors are squatting again, the gap in strength is not the courage and the will to make up for it. And the three women of Valkyrie, the strength is tyrannical, but they can only barely protect themselves, but they cannot save people.
The grassland people lost most of their time.
"Say, who is it? Who killed my younger brother... Ah, you are all damn... Who is it?" The strange old monster is really crazy, and one claw has shattered the heart of a female wolf god. Directly sent to the mouth to chew, like the devil, repeatedly asked: "Who is it?"
"I rely on it, it is late."
A voice suddenly sounded in the distance.
"Do you mean that the blisters are big? I was blown by me." The voice continued.
Just look at the moonlight, a slender figure, like a flash of light, fell on the top of a stone tower outside the station, overlooking.
The moonlight shines on his silver-faced mask, which seems to be flowing in the water. The more it seems to be laughing, crying, crying, as if making a face, as if ridiculing the masks of all beings, there is a saying no The embarrassment.
Silver ghost smile mask man!
"Is it?" In the eyes of the prairie military division, there was a flash of joy.
He instinctively perceives that the broken variables are coming.