Chapter 357 The madman turns against each other!

Huahua's face became extremely ugly, as if countless clouds were lingering. She felt a cloud of depressed air in her chest, as if it was about to explode in an instant. He quickly sat down and tried hard to regulate his breathing and internal breathing.

He also thought about using Taotie's essence and blood to heal his wounds, but after thinking about it, he decided to give up. Their elves are also spiritual creatures in heaven and earth. If Taotie's essence and blood will only cause harm to them, what should we do?

"That...you go out first." Hua Rongrong frowned slightly, a hint of worry flashed in her eyes. She quickly sent the berserker out of the tent, walked to Huahua's side, and gently patted his back, "Huahua, don't be too excited. If you hurt your body, it will be more than worth the effort!"

"It's really damn. I actually got hurt at this time!" Huahua suddenly became dejected. He kept trying to use spiritual power to heal his wounds, but was shocked to find that the spiritual power was dry like a dry riverbed. Even though he wanted to wait for the spiritual power to recover, it had no effect. "It seems that you must be careful to control your mood in the future. I have never suffered such a serious injury."

"Huahua, actually I have always wanted to ask you." Hua Rongrong pursed her lips tightly, as if she had been brewing for a long time, and finally spoke, "Since the blood of true love can rapidly increase your strength, is it possible that I can also have power similar to you?"

Who knew that Huahua's face became surprisingly solemn, as if water could drip out. He asked, "What are you going to do!"

"I want to help you too. Every time I watch you kill the enemy, I feel useless!" Hua Rongrong slowly lowered her head, her voice was very low, then she raised her head, her eyes flashed with pleading eyes, "You can help Chen regain martial arts, and it should also allow me to have martial arts, right?"

“…I have no choice.”

Huahua took a deep breath and sighed, "All the mortals in the world can get my spiritual power, but you can't."

Hua Rongrong was slightly stunned, and a confused look quickly appeared on her face, "Why?"

"The blood of true love can also give you spiritual power, but the elf race has not had the blood of true love for thousands of years, and has long lost the inheritance of this aspect. If you want to obtain spiritual power, you can only rely on your own exploration." Huahua said softly, "Besides, no matter who it is, you don't want you to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy."

Hua Rongrong didn't look discouraged at all, but was full of confidence: "We have always been lucky. One day, I will figure out the secret of the blood of true love!"

The tent was surprisingly quiet, and birds passed by from time to time. They were shot down by the madman standing guard outside the camp with quick eyes and hands. As a food reserve, they understood that this would be a lasting battle.

The sudden appearance of the berserker broke the laziness and sleepiness of these madmen soldiers.

"I have something to tell you, several lieutenants come here!" Although they were just formed, they also divided into very strict hierarchical systems. Three berserkers were the commanders, five lieutenants, and the remaining madman tribes were ordinary soldiers.

"Then Huahua, you rest early, I'll go back too." She helped Huahua cook some Chinese medicine to regulate her body. These were the prescriptions given by Minghui before. She stared at him and took the medicine. Hua Rongrong left the tent.

The night was drooping, and the thick dark clouds covered all the stars. Hua Rongrong was at a loss. She sighed, sat casually on the grass, muttering to herself: "Leng Chen, I can't see the North Star, and I can't find your place. I wonder how you are now?"

Her voice was very light, like a MSI star in the night sky, as small as if it did not exist, but it was radiating light with persistence, even though it was weak, it refused to extinguish.

At this moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from his ears. Hua Rongrong looked around suspiciously, and was startled. She saw many black shadows coming towards her, suspecting that these black shadows were all assassins from the Liao Kingdom, and wanted to return to the camp as soon as possible to remind Huahua and Nuanchen.

"Madam." Hua Rongrong had just raised her front feet, but she couldn't help but be stunned and turned around alertly.

The black shadow slowly walked out of the shadow. The leader was a madman named Dok, the younger brother of the Berserker Doron, and the elite among the madman who was closest to the Berserker.

Behind him were forty or fifty madmen, each of whom had a face full of fortitude and solemnity.

Hua Rongrong then breathed a sigh of relief and smiled bitterly: "It turned out to be you, which scared me."

"It's so late, and the lady is still moving outside the tent. Are you not afraid of any accident?" Dock showed a slight joking expression and his tone was frivolous. "This is the battlefield, not the lady's back garden."

The other madmen couldn't help laughing, regardless of how noble Hua Rongrong's identity here was.

The barbarians will not transform!

Hua Rongrong frowned secretly. These people always looked unrestrained and casual. Even if they were really organized into an army, they would not be able to make too much changes in their nature.

Holding back the dissatisfaction in his heart, Hua Rongrong nodded: "I will be careful, it won't bother you."

"We don't plan to bother." Dok mocked, waved his hand gently, and the madmen behind him understood and rushed up to surround Hua Rongrong.

Hua Rongrong's face changed and she said anxiously: "What are you going to do!"

She could see that these people had bad expressions and fierceness in their eyes, and they seemed to have returned to that night in the Madman tribe.

With a sound, Dok pulled out the sword from his waist, and the sharp blade spread across Hua Rongrong's tender neck. He sneered: "I can't tell this, of course I'm rebelling?"

"Aren't you afraid that Huahua would kill you with spiritual power?" Hua Rongrong was frightened, but she still suppressed her fear and tried to calm herself. If these madmen rebel together, they would not be the opponent with the injured Huahua and Nuanchen!

The only way is to use Huahua's ability to shock them!

"Hmph, do you really think we are fools? That elf is seriously injured and will take at least three or four days to recover. During this period, what are you going to do? I can do it?" Dock's cold voice, like a bone-eroding cold wind, blew on Hua Rongrong's heart.

How did they know that Huahua was injured?

Suddenly, Hua Rongrong remembered a detail in the camp before. Hua Hua Hua was very angry and punched the table, but the punch was soft and the table was not moving. It was obvious that Hua Hua's body was weak.

And the one standing beside them at that time was the Berserker Doron!

Compared with these ordinary madmen, the three berserkers can control their violent and bloodthirsty minds and their intelligence is developed more perfectly. With Duolong's observation, it is easy to see Huahua's physical condition!

It’s really a thousand-mile dike that is destroyed by an ant hole!

Hua Rongrong was very upset and only hated that she could not activate the power of true love blood as soon as possible. She glanced at Huahua and Nuanchen's tent and suddenly shouted: "Run quickly, the madman has rebelled!"

Dock covered her mouth in an instant, but her clear voice still penetrated far away at night.

Nuanchen and Huahua walked out together, and they were angry when they saw this scene, especially Nuanchen, who pulled out his sword and rushed over. However, his moves were too ordinary, so he was not the opponent of the Madman tribe. He was beaten back after a meeting.

"Aren't you barbarians afraid of death?" Huahua looked at them coldly, raised her hands in the air, and looked like she wanted to attack.

But Dok did not look scared at all, but rushed over quickly and stopped less than five meters in front of Huahua: "I'll give you this opportunity and kill me."

He knew that Huahua could not use that terrible power at all, so he naturally did not feel afraid.

The beads of sweat as big as beans slowly dripped, Huahua glared at Doc, but kept thinking about how to deal with the situation in front of her!

"Why, don't you fight? Then I'll fight first." The blade turned, as if stirring the silent air. He seemed to be like a flash of lightning, and immediately rushed to Huahua's front. The sharp edge cut through the night sky and was about to cut on Huahua's body.

Hua Rongrong screamed, her breathing became rapid, and she closed her eyes tightly, not daring to look at all in front of her again!

A clanging sound!

The crisp sound of metal collision came, but Hua Rongrong didn't hear any sound of a blade entering the flesh. She couldn't help but open her eyes and suddenly became dull.

The person standing in front of Huahua and blocking the attack was the Berserker Duolon!

But why is this?

Hua Rongrong couldn't figure it out, and only heard the madman around her who had murderous faces turned around and fell into their own battles. The madman who fought against them were also the madman.

"Brother, are you crazy?" Dock raised his head in disbelief, his eyes full of resentment. He would never have thought that the person who stopped him was his brother!

With a huge force, Duolong looked at him proudly: "I am the one who should ask this. I told you before, to protect the general's safety. You took advantage of others' danger. I really lost all the face of the madman!"

"Shame?" Dok's eyes showed a strange look and he sneered, "This man defeated our Madman tribe step by step. You can't protect the reputation of the Madman tribe. This is shame. Don't you know what it means to take his life while he is sick!"

"There is heaven beyond the sky, and there are people beyond the people. The general can defeat three berserkers at the same time, which means that the general is a heroic general. If you feel unwilling to accept it, you can challenge the general head-on and never take advantage of others' danger!" Duolong's voice was like a rolling thunder sound, which was directly attracted by people, "Here, I am your highest commander, obeying orders is the only thing you have to do!"

"Hmph, I'm really breathing when I enthrone you as an official. I've already discussed with the other two captains. Let's take these two guys together and hide all the women from Ziyue Kingdom in the tribe!" Dok turned around and looked at Hua Rongrong's delicate body, and couldn't help but show a cold smile.

Doron was as fast as lightning, and he was caught off guard with one move. He was almost stabbed by his sword. After he could dodge, he was furious: "Do you want to kill your brother?"

"I only know that you are a traitor!" Duolon tightened the hilt of the sword and rushed over again.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Huahua and Nuanchen hurried to Hua Rongrong and blocked her with their bodies. Hua Rongrong said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have run around outside."

"If you don't talk about this, Huahua, how many rebellious madmen are there?" Nuanchen tried hard to search for the shadows of those madmen in the dark, but they fought together, and the speed was too fast, and only a bunch of phantoms could be seen, which could not be seen with his ability!

Huahua said solemnly: "About half each, but the three berserkers are loyal to us."

"That's good." Nuan Chen breathed a sigh of relief, but quickly locked her brows again. "Nevertheless, our troops will be greatly reduced. How much combat power will be left in the end?"

"This..." After thinking for a while, Huahua's bitter voice came, "less than 30%."

Hua Rongrong felt that the eyes were dark and almost fainted. After years of hardships, they finally got help from the Madman tribe, but saw that the Madman tribe killed each other. Is this their fate?

Leng Chen.

The name suddenly penetrated into her heart, like a needle, which hurt vaguely.

"I kill you!"

A scream came from the dark, and the broad and ferocious blade slashed at Hua Rongrong with a sharp speed. Doron wanted to help, but Dork's strength was only slightly lower than him. It was difficult to defeat him, but it was more than enough to restrain him. Seeing that the knife was about to hit Hua Rongrong, Doron was anxious and annoyed, and when he saw Hua Hua's face turned into a dead gray!

Everyone ignores one person.

Nuanchen, who was standing next to Hua Rongrong, pushed Hua Rongrong away regardless of the cold light of the blade and blocked the knife for her. He only gritted his teeth and opened the knife. The dagger in his hand pierced fiercely into the chest of the madman.

With a scream, the madman fell down.

This brief change was just a flash of lightning. When Hua Rongrong reacted, her face suddenly turned as white as paper, and she was stunned.

Nuanchen's left shoulder was cut with a big hole, and blood was flowing, and his body was shaking and he could fall down at any time.

Hua Rongrong's eyes turned red in an instant.

"Nanchen!" She ignored the madman around her that might have swarmed up, and ran straight to Nuanchen, covering the wound with her hands, but could not curb the gurgling blood.

Her white palm instantly turned into a dazzling blood-red color, as if it could burn Hua Rongrong's eyes. She was stunned, her body was stiff and cold like a sculpture.

"Rongrong, I'm fine." Nuanchen opened her eyes weakly, but her pupils gradually diverged. "Maybe I have to sleep for a while and I can't help saving Leng Chen with you."

"You're talking nonsense, shut up!" Hua Rongrong shouted hysterically, tears and blood blended together, but it seemed like saying goodbye.

Is it over like this?

She felt dizzy, as if all this was just a dream, but her eyes could see all this clearly, and her heart seemed to be grabbed by a hand, so painful that she could not breathe.
Chapter completed!