Chapter 207: road meets mulberry

Several people in Rowe struggled in the swamp for three days and three nights.
Drinking water does not require them to work hard. It has been raining all the time. The whole body is wet and wet. Open mouth and water on the head can be dripped into the mouth. Eating something makes Rovi a few people have broken their brains. There are bugs everywhere. The clothes with their heads can't be taken off. They can open the clothes and put the dry food into it. The dry food had not yet entered the mouth, and it was covered with black worms, mosquitoes, beetles, and other strange-shaped worms. They had never seen them before, let alone the name. Such dry food, Luo Wei and defending the two people who have worked hard, can eat into the mouth, Wei Tai and the dragon riders can not eat and die. In the end, there was no way. Wei Taiji took the things that he had with him and gave him the big things that Luo Wei used. He took this as a meal. Whoever is hungry, put a small piece into his mouth, so that this group of people will not starve to death.
As for sleeping, it is only a matter of taking turns to sleep. The awake people are sleeping on their backs. In short, they are afraid to stay here. Wei Tai’s doctor now has a new understanding of Luo Wei. He thought that this is a sick and weak son. But now Wei Tai believes that Luo Wei’s words he had said to him before, people are all smashed out, this Luo Sanzi It is indeed a capable person who looks at the wind and wants to fall down, and can still walk on the defending for a long time without a word.
"I will never go to any swamp in my life!" Long 14 swears and swears.
"Okay," Dragon Ten trained him as a brother: "You are a trouble!"
"It’s almost over," Wei Tai said. "You can bear it."
Rovi looked up and looked forward, as far as his eyes could reach, the color of a loess, and the place where they walked now, the reed weeds around them looked more than they had before. To be sparse, a little thin.
"We are still lucky," Wei Taiji said in a tone of tone. He is the least sleeper in this group, because apart from him, no one in these people knows how to explore in the swamp. road.
"Our luck is still good?" Long eleven suspected Wei Tai doctor is unclear.
"We haven't met the beast yet!" Wei Tai said: "After such luck, we have to go to the temple to give the Bodhisattvas a fragrant incense."
"Ferocious beast?" Rowe said: "What a beast?"
"Eating people," Wei Tai said: "Is the crocodile heard? And there are oh, these cannibal things we have not met."
"We haven't been poisoned by suffocation," Rowe dragged the defending head that had closed his eyes and slept, and encouraged the back dragon riders: "It seems that our life, God does not want to accept this time." Now, everyone will bear it again."
Long eleven wants a small solution, but he can only pee on his own body. It is impossible for him to solve the pants to make a small solution. Dragon eleven endured the liquid with his body temperature flowing through his legs while looking at their group. After three days of walking, no one said this. I want everyone to be like him. Fortunately, they haven’t eaten anything in the past three days. Otherwise, Dragon 11 has a cold war, or even a big solution. On the body?
I saw the end, and I can't walk at once. Luo Wei, who walked for two more days, went to the edge of the swamp.
Long Ten finally stepped on a dry land and was about to cheer with Luo Wei. They saw the defending champion shaking his hand and said: "There is someone in front."
"There are people who are as bad as us?" Dragon 14 is not channel.
"Don't talk," Long Ten Ning Shen listened to the movements around him, and also said to Luo Wei: "There is someone in front."
A few people walked forward about 50 meters, and they heard a man shouting "Mo Huasang!" This sound only scared a few people. Luo Wei subconsciously pulled the defending team and ran back. When he met Mo Shangsang, it was better to let him meet the beast in the swamp!
"Mo Mosang, you have it today?" Another man’s voice sounded.
Luo Wei did not run, listening to this voice, Mo Shangsang seems to be falling.
"Want to see?" Wei Wei whispered to Luo Weidao.
Rowe pointed forward and several people went forward. When I got here, they didn't need Wei Tai doctor to lead the way.
Hiding in the reeds, Rovi looked at the open space not far from the front.
Mo Shangsang swears to protect Sima Yi in his arms. The Moh’s punches and kicks are still tolerated. He is only afraid that they will be hurt, and they can no longer resist Sima’s evil.
"Mohs treats you not thin!" A Mohs who were 40 years old and pointed at Mo also said: "We gave you your family name, raised you, and after you became famous, how did you deal with us?" The sorcerer's iron! After the ride, the tribes only lived with us nine people. I knew that today, when you were a mother who was not obedient, we should have you mǔ\'zǐ together!
The words of the Mo's people were like the pain of Mosang, and he was able to stand up and fight with the masters of the nine Mohs families.
"If you move again, I will kill him!" The Mohs who had just been sorrowful and sang looked at Mosang and wanted to return to life. The knife in the handle was on the neck of Sima Yixie. Sang snorted.
"Sang, Sang," Sima Yi's neck was cut open by a knife, and Sima Yi, who had a painful scream, screamed.
Mo Shangsang shouted: "You don't want to hurt him!"
"Injury him?" This Mohist humanity said: "I still want to kill him!"
When the two Mo Clans refused to move, the sword in their hands broke into the ribs of Mosang.
Mo Shangsang fell to the ground, and the sword in his hand finally broke hands.
"Sang!" Sima Yi evil listened to the voice of Mo Shangsang, to run to Mosang, but was kicked by the Mohs who were holding him.
"You can kill me," Mosang Sang, who was injured and fell to the ground, seems to have accepted his life. He said to the Mo's people: "Let him go."
"Can you still play?" In the reeds, Luo Wei asked the dragon a dozen humanities.
"There are no problems with those few," Long said: "It’s no problem to kill Mosang."
On the open space, the oldest Mo Clan shouted to Mosang Sang: "You two don't want to live!"
Mo Huasang until this time, but also want to save the Sima Yi evil xìng life, he said to the tribe: "Sima Qingsha wants a living evil, you take him to see Sima Qingsha, the day of the Mo's complex Just around the corner."
"When are you a three-year-old child?" The Mohs sneer again and again, "If the Prince of Sands still believes in Mohs, how can he let the U-Shan iron ride all the ink?!"
Sima Yi evil climbed over the feet of this tribe, and he wanted to go to Mosang.
"Not reconciled!" This group of people is another kick, kicking Sima Yi evil, hate: "Just for this madman! Lose the life of my Mohs!"
Sima Yi Cry burst into tears, obviously a tall man, but at this time he was helpless crying like a child who had suffered aggrieved.
"Evil spirits," Mo also sang heartache but reluctantly shouted Sima Yi evil.
Luo Wei saw that the Mo Clan had to kill the killer, and he only said a dozen words to the dragon around him: "Go to save people!"