Ye Tong was covered in blood and stood in front of the Washe gate. Although he had just had a few waves of shooting and killing, he knew that the real crisis had just arrived when the black lion appeared.

The black lion level is not single.

The dozen black lions in the lead were all third-level ferocious beasts; the nearly a hundred black lions behind were second-level ferocious beasts; but these ferocious beasts alone were enough to tear everyone present to pieces and swallow them.

devour?

Ye Tong's eyes lit up and suddenly shouted loudly: "I have a way to resolve the crisis in front of me, but I need Yaonu and Mengjia, you two to protect me."

Yaonu shouted loudly: "No problem, Mengjia, my little master has always done what he said. If you don't want to die, come and protect my little master with me."

Mengjia's mind changed rapidly, but looking at the situation in front of him, even though he was not confident about a seemingly weak boy, he still cut off a third-level black lion and sprinted near Ye Tong with the attitude of being a living horse.

Ye Tong didn't know if Meng Jia had chosen to believe him, because when he finished yelling that sentence, he directly got into the washes, took out the dark dagger without hesitation, and teared open his wrist.

Blood gushed like a spring, with a little black stain, splattered into the two bowls.

"Si..."

Two half a bowl of blood were released, Ye Tong tore a silk cloth to seal the acupoints on his wrist, and used his energy to block the wound. He quickly wrapped the wound with silk cloth and tied it tightly, then rushed to the door with two bowls, shouting loudly: "Spray this blood on everyone, and the corpses of humans who died in battle. Quick."

The medicine slave instantly realized and shouted in horror: "My master, is it your blood?"

"Yes, hurry up!" The blood flowed, Ye Tong felt a sense of weakness, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted.

The medicine slave was extremely fast and instantly rushed to Ye Tong. After snatching half a bowl of blood, the moment his fingertips bounced, drops of blood were shot onto the people around him. Then, he did not entangle with the ferocious beasts at all, and moved quickly.

Mengjia didn't understand what Ye Tong's intention was, but when he saw the actions of the Yaonu, he quickly snatched the remaining half bowl of blood, and learned to sprinkle it on one companion at a time, and even a few corpses.

The battle is not over.

In just half an hour, with Ye Tong and his group, there were nearly 60 people, and there were only less than twenty people left, and all the living were scarred.

"Bang……"

Ye Tong's body was knocked away by a second-level black lion, and the middle-aged woman was also slapped away by another third-level black lion with sharp claws, leaving several bloody wounds on her back.

The next moment, the third-level black lion, whose body was a little shaking, pounced on the little girl, and her sharp teeth bit her erect neck.

"Puff!" A dagger pierced the jaw of the third-level black lion.

The third-level black lion loosened her teeth while roaring, and as her claws slapped the little girl's head, she flew out directly.

"Yan'er..."

Amid the heart-wrenching howl, the middle-aged woman did not care about the injuries on her body and rushed to her daughter. Her eyes showed a look of despair because she had seen a piece of flesh tearing apart from her daughter's neck, and a large stream of blood was rushing out.

"mother……"

The world in front of the little girl had become bloody. She tried hard to open her eyes, but she felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier. She heard her mother's crying and wanted to comfort her, but no matter how hard she tried, she could never make any sound.

She smiled.

Even though she smiled ugly.

This is the last thing she could do at the last moment when her consciousness disappeared, because she remembered it. Her mother once said that no matter when, she liked to look at her smiling face. She felt that her smile could comfort her mother...

"Yan'er, don't..."

The middle-aged woman burst into tears, and amid her heart-wrenching cry, she didn't see a black lion jumping behind her.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Suddenly, black lions fell to the ground, roaring, twitching, and gradually losing their breath.

Ye Tong was pushed to the wall by a black lion, but he was very calm and keenly captured the black lion's body shaking, and the attack speed suddenly slowed down. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the long sword in his hand pierced the black lion's eye socket.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, all fifty or sixty black lions fell to the ground.

The other black lions were frightened by this sudden change. Their attacks were much hesitant, and finally, amid the roar of a black lion, they turned around and fled to the forest.

The corpses are all over the ground and blood is all over the ground.

Ye Tong looked at the scene in front of him quietly, without the surprise of surviving the disaster, his mood was particularly heavy.

He did not know most of these people, but in recent days, he fought side by side with them and fought to survive.

He is still alive, but the broken corpses on the ground and the cultivators who are devoured by the ferocious beasts can no longer see the sun of tomorrow.

"Is this the law of this world? The strong prey on the weak and the fittest survive?" Ye Tong asked in his heart, but no one could answer his question.

The dozen other living people were also shocked by the changes in front of them, but they were still alive, which made them look excited.

Mengjia dragged his scarred body to Ye Tong. His sharp eyes carefully looked at Ye Tong and said word by word: "Is these ferocious beasts... because of your blood?"

"yes!"

Ye Tong said calmly.

Mengga opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

He didn't understand because he couldn't understand how a human blood could poison so many ferocious beasts?

In the pile of corpses.

The middle-aged woman hugged her daughter's body tightly, her face full of despair. Her daughter is her life, more important than her life. Now that her daughter is dead and she is still alive, she cannot accept this reality.

Why?

Yan'er is dead!

Why am I still alive?

Will she be afraid when she walks alone? Will she miss me?

A dazzling light burst out from the middle-aged woman's eyes. Almost in an instant, the dagger next to her had been grabbed by her and stabbed her chest without hesitation.

"Bang……"

A figure flashed by, and the medicine slave appeared behind the middle-aged woman, knocking her out directly.

Ye Tong suppressed the feeling of weakness from his body and slowly came to the side of the medicine slave. He looked at the little girl who died tragically and the middle-aged woman who was knocked out, and suddenly felt a burst of lingering fear in his heart.

strength!

I want powerful strength!

In this world, the strong prey on the weak is too cruel, too cruel.

Ye Tong clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes burst into a glimmer of perseverance. He wanted to become stronger and be able to protect the people he cared about when facing danger, such as, a medicine slave who regards his life as heavier than his...

"Little Master." Yaonu sighed quietly.

Ye Tong was silent for a moment, and said the moment she let go of her fist, "You shouldn't stop her."

Yaonu was stunned and said in confusion: "Why?"

Ye Tong turned his head to look at Yaonu, looked deep in his eyes, and said, "Some people are not much different from dead. If so, they are suffering more despair and pain than dead people. Life is worse than death. Have you ever tasted it? The torment of the soul, the sea of ​​pain, the torture of the spirit, this... is the real life is worse than death."

Hearing Ye Tong's words, Yaonu was silent.

He suddenly realized that he had lived for nearly a lifetime and had lived to be a pig. This principle was even worse than that of a young master!

Not far away, more than a dozen surviving practitioners looked at Ye Tong one by one. Even though he was upset and rich middle-aged, his face was still dull. They didn't expect that the words just now were spoken by a young man.

Who is he? How did his understanding of life be so profound?

Life is worse than death?

It turns out that this is the true meaning of life worse than death!

The rich middle-aged man, accompanied by two surviving subordinates, came to Ye Tong, clasped his fists and said, "I am Jin Qiusheng, a member of the Jin family in the county town, and I am known as Jin Erye. What do you call my little brother?"

"Ye Tong!"

Jin Qiusheng felt that the name sounded familiar. He was about to speak when a light flashed in his mind and blurted out: "Are you Ye Tong? The boy whom the Tong family showed favor?"

Ye Tong frowned and said, "I have nothing to do with the Tong family."

Jin Qiusheng thought for a while and said, "Brother Ye Tong, we can survive this time all depends on your blood. It can be said that you have kindness to us all. My second master Jin has accepted your love. When you arrive in the county town, if there is anything I need to do, just speak up."

Ye Tong didn't say anything, turned around and picked up the little girl's body and walked towards the Washe.

Jin Qiusheng smiled, raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face, and said to himself: "I have personality, I like it."

"My little master doesn't like men." Yaonu snorted coldly, then returned to his old look, and walked towards the tiles with a dragon-headed crutch.

A small beast tide brings devastating disaster.

Even though Mengjia was covered in scars, he still commanded the surviving Baishun Shang regiment to clean up the battlefield. As the corpses of his companions were buried, they began to dissect the corpses of ferocious beasts and collect the precious materials on their bodies.

Gaoshan is dead.

The dragon lion eagle was also dead.

It was not until in the evening that another dragon lion eagle flew from the direction of Hanshan City with eight people and landed on the top of the mountain that some popularity was restored here.

"Ye Tong!"

A figure appeared outside the Washe Gate.

Ye Tong looked up and saw Mengjia, who was full of fatigue, got up and walked out of the door, asking, "Is there anything wrong?"

Mengjia handed over a token and said, "My Baishun Trading Company has a rule. Any camp in the middle of the way that will help us kill the beast will get a token from our Baishun Trading Company. In the future, if you take this token, no matter which city in the Skynet Empire, as long as I Baishun Trading Company exists, you will be treated with the most sincerely."

Friendship card?

Ye Tong muttered in her heart, without the kindness of rejecting Mengjia.
Chapter completed!