Chapter 1214: Fortunately still have you

"After talking for a long time, your conspiracy has finally been exposed. So you are beating the old brothers under my hand for the idea?" Red Bear suddenly became vigilant.
"I want to save their lives!"
The coyote stretched out his palm to his good brother who had shared life and death, and said earnestly, "Let your people go with me, and I will bear all the infamy. It doesn't matter what I do, but most of them are There is a chance to survive!"
"Daydreaming!"
The red bear grinned sneer, showing thick and sharp canine teeth. He stubbornly cut the railway line, "My brother and I, from the moment we embarked on the journey, are ready for a place to die without a burial. Just fulfill our vows!
"Everyone has aspirations, coyote, you have to go, I won't keep it, but you can't take away half of the mandala fruit and half of the weapon-these things are all the saints and all the brothers together, hard work The hard work is the last hope of the Big Horn Legion!
"Leave food, swords, and armor, and take these guys who are greedy for life and fear of death under yours. Get out of here, go and tell that cunning wolf king by the way, in the Big Horn Legion, like my Red Bear, I would rather die than surrender. Good guy, there are thousands and millions, if he insists on bowing our heads, then let him go and cut off our heads with his own hands!"
"you-"
The coyote was angry and narrowed his eyes, "You know I can't just leave like this, your brother is also my brother, I can't just watch so many brothers die!"
"Then stop talking nonsense!"
The red bear wielded his mace again, exploding with a mighty thunderous spirit.
And his roar is louder than ten thousand ball lightning bursting in the clouds at the same time, "Coyote, come on, cut off my head, trample on my chest, and then, whatever you want! "
"Huh!"
Accompanied by the continuous spread of raging sound waves, a large amount of crimson-like liquid metal substances spewed out from the thick iron-brushed mane of the red bear. They quickly spread, spread, and enveloped every piece of this sturdy man. The cannonball-like muscles finally created a battle fortress with dozens of cannons.
The red bear's five senses are all covered by a hard as iron mask.
No more emotions will be revealed.
He and his former good brother were cut off, like a killing machine without feelings, slowly raising a "buzzing" mace like a siege cannon.
In the direction pointed by the "siege artillery", the coyote's facial features were squeezed together, the crystal tears in the corners of the eyes were frozen into sharp ice clusters, and there was also a long scream, and the layers were taken out from the body, and they were gorgeous. The totem battle armor turned into a bloodthirsty beast that looked like a cast of bronze and was extremely dangerous.
The same prestigious iron-blooded warlords in the two big horns have completed the totem armors one after another, and the intensity of the life magnetic field has suddenly increased tenfold, like two flaming tornadoes, colliding fiercely together, blasting stormy waves. The shock wave caused everyone around to close their eyes subconsciously. They still felt the pain like needle sticks coming from their face. Even the air in the lungs seemed to have a strong smell of sulfur, making their lungs feel To burn.
"What, what to do?"
Even the elites of the White Bone Camp who have experienced many battles and are in danger, have never imagined that one day they will face the death of the same room.
The iron henchmen behind the two iron-blooded warriors, the Red Bear and the Coyote, were all nervous and dry, and all body fluids turned into extremely thick cold sweat, leaking out of their palms.
They really don't know what they should do when the two masters actually stabbed the sword into the other's chest.
Is it true that you really want to raise the sword and the hammer to the comrades who were still fighting side by side yesterday, saving each other's lives, stirring up the mandala in a pot?
And Ye Zi waited for the "Black Point City Serial Big Bang" before joining the Big Horn Legion. Because of desperate fighting and brilliant performance, the new soldiers who were specially selected to enter the White Bone Camp were at a loss and panicked.
No matter the red bear or the mountain dog, they are the heroes in their hearts. They are all strong men who can be ten on the battlefield and face the clan warriors wearing the totem armor.
It is also a goal that arouses their enthusiasm and wants to emulate with their lives.
In the critical moment when illusions were frequent, the surrounding order collapsed, and even the life and death of the ancient dream saints were unknown, these two iron-blooded fighters were the spiritual pillars of all the surviving bones camp.
Now, the two Optimus pillars are going to kill each other!
They have the largest number of these new soldiers, but they have just joined the Big Horn Army for a short time, how should they choose, who to help or who?
"What, what to do?"
"General Coyote and General Red Bear, it seems that they both make sense. We, which side should we stand on?"
"Are we going to kill each other too, no, no, it's too, no..."
Ye Ye and his fellow robes stared with big eyes, and in the depths of each other's constantly trembling eyes, they all saw sheets of pale paper, cold sweat like rain, and constant twitching faces.
They are vigilant around them like frightened birds, as if their partners will become enemies at any time, giving themselves a knife from behind.
Who knows, when many people slept drowsy last night, weren't they all frightened by the scene of the zombie rat in the nightmare, so that they had a nervous breakdown, like crazy, biting people and killing them?
In the depths of the surrounding dense forests, one after another roars and screams added fuel to the tense atmosphere.
No one knows that there are still flesh and blood, a big living person who can stand and breathe, waiting until the next moment, or even after the next blink of an eye, how much will be left.
"Harvest, Reaper, where are you!"
The Ratman boy must hold the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, so as not to break the tip of the knife, crack the blade, and drop the fluttering war knife to the ground.
He cried out and screamed weakly in his heart, "Please, show up quickly, I really can't survive such a big scene alone!"
"Fizz, Fizz, Fizz, Fizz, Fizz!"
I don't know if it is an illusion, just as Ye Zi wailed in his mind.
Suddenly, there was a messy noise in his ear.
This noise is different from summer insects.
Unlike what leaves have ever heard, any sound that nature can make.
Ye Zi was stunned and shook his head vigorously, but the noise lingered.
And just when he stretched out his tail finger, pulled out his ears vigorously, trying to take out the auditory hallucinations caused by too much fear from the depths of his brain.
Suddenly, the noise became clear.
"Beep Beep, Beep Beep Beep Beep, now we will start the audition, one, two, three, four, five, five, four, three, one, Ye Zi, can you hear me clearly?"
Ye Ye's eyes widened, his muscles tightened, and he almost jumped up.
Fortunately, an experienced veteran next to him saw that the situation was not good, and he held him down, pointed at the two iron-blooded warriors who were facing each other not far away, and then lip-synched him: "Boy, you Do you want to die?"
The leaves gasped, only to feel the sweat like rain, with all their strength seeping out from 36,000 pores.
He couldn't even stand firmly, so he could only squat down slowly, put the broken knife across his knees, let go of his hands, and close his ears.
The voice didn't seem to come from outside.
It makes no difference whether you close your ears or not.
It was accompanied by a burst of ants crawling numb, which penetrated directly from the top of the head to the depths of the brain, becoming more and more clear.
"Yeba, I am a reaper. If you receive a reply, no, no, no need to speak, just concentrate, head southeast, try to imagine what I am like, and then silently say'one, two, three, four, five, five, four, three, two. One' is fine-do you know where Southeast is?"
Growing up in the mountains and forests since childhood, the leaves are naturally distinguished from east to west.
He looked around with some guilty conscience, and found that his comrades were still trembling like enemies, including two iron-blooded warriors. They were still battling swords. It seemed that no one except himself could hear the Reaper. sound.
Such a thing is really incredible.
But what happened to the reaper with magical powers seemed to be not so difficult to accept.
Ye Ye took a deep breath and repeatedly told herself that she must calm down.
Since the Reaper didn't abandon him, there must be a way to turn the tide and fight back, right?
"One, one, two, three, four, five, five, four, three, two, one."
The leaf faces southeast, closes his eyes, meditates silently in his mind about the appearance of the reaper, and meditates wholeheartedly.
The other side was silent for a while.
The noise in Ye Zi's mind was loud and small, gathering and dispersing.
The heart on the top of the head is like the numb feeling of ants crawling, and it spreads like a circle of ripples, and the itchy leaves can't help but want to scratch.
"Hold it back, I'm experimenting with different brainwave frequency bands to make our mind connection more stable... Now, does my voice become clearer?"
The voice of the reaper came again.
Indeed, it is much clearer.
If you say, the sound just now seemed to come from the depths of a winding cave, with dull reverberations and noises, each word stuck together.
Now, it's as if two people are talking face to face, and they can hear clearly.
Moreover, with the clarity of the voice, Leaf seemed to really see the reaper smiling and appearing in front of him.
This is by no means an illusion!
Because the leaves saw the reaper's lips move!
The frequency of the movement just matched his voice, with only a slight delay.
"Now you say it again."
Ye Ye saw the reaper's lips trembling and said, "One, two, three, four, five, five, four, three, two."
The boy said that he obeyed.
This time even he felt that his "voice" had become much clearer, and he shot out like an invisible sharp arrow along the top of his head.
"Thank God!"
The reaper "in front of him" also let out a long sigh of relief, "Finally succeeded, fortunately there is you!"