Chapter 701: Start strong
The sound of footsteps echoed in the tunnel, and the dim channel in front of them kept extending forward, and at the same time, it felt that it was slowly sinking downward, as if it were going deep into the ground. The tunnel is very quiet, and all the hustle and bustle of the outside world is isolated. It is hard to believe that at this moment is outside the tunnel. The Tianlong Mountain, including the entire fairy city, is immersed in a bleak and bleak light of blood and moon A doomsday catastrophe.
The blood warbler and the old horse, just like this, suddenly stayed out of the way at this time, and went to the unknown underground.
"Why me?" The old horse's question rang again, and the blood warbler didn't stop and didn't answer, it didn't seem to hear it at all.
The old horse followed this woman for a while and saw that she was just as fine as anyone else, she couldn't help it. A few quick steps ran to the blood warrior, reached out to stop her, and stared at the blood warrior. Lord, can you tell me clearly? Otherwise I can't go with you. "
His move can be said to be quite rude and bold. For so many years, the blood warbler has ruled the Fuyun Division and has been an awesome woman in Zhenxian League. Except for the old man who is the **** of transformation, almost no one Dare to speak to her with such an attitude.
The blood warbler herself seemed a little surprised at the old horse's attitude, but she was more of an accident and was not angry. Maybe she knew it too. She just stared at the old horse with a strange look.
The old horse was a little embarrassed by her, and she subconsciously retracted the hand in front of her and smiled.
He also wanted to explain to the blood warbler, but the blood warbler had already said, "Do you want to die or live?"
"Of course I want to live!" The old horse gave the answer without hesitation, but apparently this sentence did not satisfy him. He looked at the blood warbler and whispered, "Daughter, I don't know what you want to do now. What, but I only know that what you are doing now is not funny. Leave your brother who is fighting in the outside and hide here, even if we can survive by chance, but if Master Zhenjun is held accountable afterwards, how can we explain all this to his old man? ... "
"Master Zhenjun?" The blood warrior suddenly interrupted the old horse. She used a complex look and strange expression, with a little pain in sorrow, looked at the old horse, and whispered: "You have to lie to yourself When? Master Zhenjun, did he ever care about us? "
Suddenly, her pale face suddenly flushed with redness, as if excited, but added a bit of dusty fireworks to her original cold temperament. Pointing to the distant path behind her, she said to the old horse: "From the beginning of this battle, no, how long have you never seen our true monarch before the beginning of this battle? You Do you know what he is doing now? At such a crucial moment, there are people who are working hard for him at all times. Why isn't he here? Where is he? "
This series of problems suddenly smashed his head over the old horse, which made the old horse feel a little hesitant for a while.
After a while, the old horse woke up, discolored, and looked at the blood warbler as if looking at another person he didn't know.
"Are you crazy?" The old horse murmured.
"Crazy what?" The blood warbler took a deep breath, and said, "I'm just fed up, I don't want to do the kind of rags that are thrown away after I run out, I have to go another way I want."
The muscles on the old horse twisted fiercely, as if he had heard the most incredible words. Looking at the blood warbler, after a long while, he suddenly said, "Are you ... want to rebel?"
The blood warbler sneered, and then shook his head again, and said, "No, I haven't turned against him. I have been with Tianlan Zhenjun for decades. No one in the world knows this mentality better than me. I'm going to fight against him, I can't beat myself, but even if I'm looking for a backing, who can I look for? "
The old horse thought about it and tentatively said, "How many other true gods on the mountain now?"
"It's just a bunch of old waste." The blood warbler sniffled, and it seemed that after throwing off the camouflage, she didn't even think much of the other gods in the fairy league.
"Those people are going to fight with Tian Lan Zhenjun, and even if they are several, I don't like them."
The old horse was speechless, and this opening directly looked down on several real gods, and there was really no one to be her patron.
The blood warbler also said: "At this point in the situation, I can basically determine it. Our Lord Zhenjun has almost no plans to control our lives."
The old horse was taken aback and said, "How can this be? Here is the Fuyun Division, which is his life's work ..."
"Fart!" The blood warbler suddenly seemed irritable, or was irritated by something, all of a sudden letting go of her uncle-like manner, cursing unusually rudely.
The old horse was frightened by her. Today, the performance of the blood warbler is completely different from usual, as if it suddenly became another person, giving the old horse a strange feeling.
He was nervously thinking, and at the same time he re-examined the charming woman in front of him. When he looked over the face of the blood warrior, the face of the woman who did not have any abnormalities suddenly made him look sharp. The ground freezes.
He stared at the blood warbler and found that there were two blood-red blood shadows in the blood warbler's eyes, which slowly emerged and kept expanding, and it appeared that half of the eyes were already It turned blood red, and the other half seemed to be swallowed up soon.
However, the blood warbler didn't seem to feel much about it. She just said hatefully: "We are when he is God, he is when we are grass, use it when it is available, and throw it away when it is not available. I He has been a cow and a horse for decades after he was born and died, and today he hasn't even seen me. I ... for what have I been doing for so many years? "
In the end, her voice had gradually turned into a stern and terrible voice, and the voice echoed in this tunnel, echoing, and crying like a ghost.
The old horse took a deep breath, his palms trembling slightly, but he quickly clenched his fists and restrained them firmly. He looked at the blood warbler, his expression became milder, in sharp contrast to the increasingly excited look of the blood warbler, and he even took a step forward and smiled a little, saying: "You said very much ,it's true."
The blood warp gasped, his face slightly relieved, and he looked at the old horse.
The old horse took another step forward and said softly, "But I still want to ask another question."
The blood warbler said "um", "You ask ..."
The last word "bar" had not been said before, her voice suddenly became dumb, her face suddenly pale, and then looked down.
One of the old horse's hands didn't know when to add a cold-sharp sharp blade, and plunged directly into her lower abdomen.