The torch fell to the ground, making the flame dimmed a lot. Fortunately, the oil cloth did not extinguish because of the landing. The faint flame shook the sword and dragged the shadow of the rampant wolf long. His dirty and evil hands dragged two black shadows and reached towards Li Jieqiong's chest.

Li Jieqiong's head was a little drowsy, and the huge blow made her brain not very clear. This was a slight concussion. For a moment, she could not stand up, and her movement ability of her hands, feet and limbs could not be restored. Not to mention that she could not move now, even if she could move, she was not a match for the rampant wolf.

The cave leading to this cave is quiet. The soldiers behind don't know how far they are, so it is impossible to wait for someone to save her. The grim smile approached her, and she could even smell the stench from the rampant wolf's mouth.

The Lang Xinglang twisted her chest and began to try to tear her clothes.

Li Jieqiong gathered all her strength and spit out a spit... Four years ago, when she was caught by the Rampant Wolf, she didn't even have the courage to resist. At that time, if Rampant Wolf wanted to insult her, she would probably just submit and become her female slave like those women who were played with by Rampant Wolf. But after four years, she has become different. Even in this completely inverted adversity, she would not admit defeat. Even if she had only spitting out such a trivial way of resistance, she would show her disgust towards him.

What she didn't know was that last night, a little girl spitted at the rampant wolf, but was immediately killed by this extremely cruel madman. Her current behavior was undoubtedly a burning fire.

Sure enough, spitting on the face of the rampant wolf. He was furious and raised the Park Knife in his hand and planned to slash Li Jieqiong's neck. However, he stopped immediately and laughed: "I want to provoke me to kill you? Dream... I'll live long anyway. Fuck you a few times and put a green hat on Zhu Ba, and then I'll die."

He threw Park Dao away and reached out to grab Li Jieqiong's chest again, grabbed Yitian with his left hand and grabbed Yitian with his right hand. He just needed to force his hands to touch both sides, and her clothes would be torn apart. The Langyang Lang even began to fantasize what the situation would be like when the clothes were torn open. This little girl was fine and white. She was obviously a rich lady, and it would be very pleasant to play with her in a while.

Just as he was about to tear his clothes hard, he suddenly felt something hard was pressing against his chest, as if it was an iron pipe. He looked down and saw that it was a musket gun barrel, which was pressing against his chest and his heart.

The rampant wolf laughed and said, "There is a musket hidden on the little girl. Don't you know that the ignition rope should be lit before the musket is fired? I'm useless to push it like this..."

"Who told you that my musket needs a ignition rope?" Li Jieqiong gritted her teeth and said, "Die..."

A "boom" sounded between the two, and the musket fired. The bullet penetrated the Wenshanjia, who was hanging by the Wolf's body at a very close distance. From the front, he penetrated into his heart... The Wolf, a thief who was injustice, flew backwards by the gun, and fell heavily to the ground with a snap. There was no sound when he landed on the ground.

Li Jieqiong gasped and finally relaxed. It turned out that her back had been flipping a rotor with a rotor on her back, but she didn't dare to use it easily. This was a short-tube musket abandoned after Zhu Jun's failed research and development. It was the predecessor of the "pistol". Due to its immature technology, its effective range was only sixty or seventy feet. Since it was a smoothbore gun and its barrel was short, the hit rate was very poor. If the enemy stood twenty or thirty feet away, it would be difficult to hit even if he stood still. Not to mention an enemy like the Rampage Wolf, who had martial arts, once he started his hand, his movements were as fast as lightning. Even if he was five or six feet away, Li Jieqiong was not confident that he could hit it.

So she endured it again and again. Until the last moment, when the attention of Rongxinglang's mind fell on her chest, she quietly raised her hand and pressed the barrel of Rongxinglang's chest. At such a distance, it would be absolutely impossible to empty it.

At a very close distance, the sparks that hit when the steamer turned and wiped the fire fell on Li Jieqiong's chest. Mars burned her clothes and burned her skin on her chest. She felt a piercing pain, but the joy of revenge made her forget that she had been hurt. In a flash, she burst into tears: "Dad, mother, second uncle, eldest brother, youngest brother... Jieqiong avenge you... cough cough..."

She lay quietly on the ground for a long time, until the aftermath of the concussion passed, and her body's balance finally returned, she slowly got up from the ground. Seeing the bodies of four comrades beside her, Li Jieqiong couldn't help but shed a few more tears. She walked to the edge of the pool, took out her own scimitar from the water, turned around and chopped the corpse of the rampant wolf for more than a dozen times, and finally got relieved.

After calming down, she remembered that her chest was burned. She didn't know how it was. She untied her clothes with the light of the torch and looked at it. She saw that several extremely ugly black scars were scalded on her snow-white chest. It looked like that, she would never be able to recover her former skin in this life. She sighed and covered her clothes, thinking: This is my testimony to regain my new life... From today on, I will no longer be bound by hatred and have the right to pursue a new life.

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The King of Sweeping and the Wolf Tribe were also in trouble. The Zhu army attacked from all directions. In the confused fog, the soldiers of the two armies fought in the valleys and woods, and there were voices everywhere.

However, the troops of the Sweeping King were not as chaotic as the soldiers of the Rampant Wolf. After all, he had experience in fighting in heavy fog. In the battle in Fengyang, the Sweeping King defeated more than 4,000 officers and soldiers. This battle was not in vain. The soldiers learned a lot of experience from that battle, and were far less panicked than the soldiers of the Rampant Wolf. They gathered together and tried their best to ensure that they were not disturbed and cut off by the enemy.

And confirm the location of friendly troops by shouting loudly, and then shrink the troops as much as possible to prevent them from dissipating in the heavy fog.

However, as the army tightened tighter, the sweeping king felt something was wrong. The pressure felt from all directions began to increase greatly. His troops contracted into a group, and the Zhu army's troops naturally contracted with him. For a moment, almost all intersections, valleys, and high cliffs were occupied by the enemy. The sweeping king felt that he had almost no way out.

The soldiers of Zhu Jun were obviously better at fighting in the mountains than the soldiers under his command. From the screams that kept ringing around and the defeat of soldiers, the King of Sweeping knew that he was finished, but he was still unwilling to finish it just like this. The person was dead and the eggs were facing the sky. How could it be reasonable if he didn't fight? He ordered the confidant soldiers around him to hold their breath and quietly wait for the opportunity to break out of the siege.

At this time, the battle had lasted for a long time. As the sun came out, the fog gradually weakened, and what could be seen in his eyes became clearer and clearer. The sweeping king relaxed his heart, and the fog dissipated, making it easier for him to find a way to escape. So he quickly widened his eyes and searched carefully in Zhu Jun's defense circle.

Sure enough, in the northwest direction of the Zhu army's army formation, a small flaw appeared in the encirclement circle, because there was a strangely shaped large stone there, which pushed the Zhu army soldiers to separate to both sides, and there were thorn forests on both sides of the stone. Of course, ordinary people would not walk there. The sweeping king lit up his eyes and felt that it was a good place to break through.

He quietly gave an order to the soldiers around him, asking them to rush northwest after obeying the order, then raised their heads and shouted: "Brothers, rush southeast, open a gap and rush out. Now the fog has dissipated, and it is a good opportunity for us to break out of the siege."

The surrounding soldiers did not know that their leader had abandoned them and treated them as cannon fodder. Everyone shouted loudly and rushed towards the southeast. The Zhu army soldiers in the southeast suddenly felt the pressure increased. Although they were mobs, the mobs who fought their lives should not be underestimated. The southeast suddenly fell into a fierce battle.

The sweeping king chuckled and rushed to the northwest with his confidant. There were few soldiers here, and he didn't expect the sweeping king to rush towards here. He was already repelled by the sweeping king. Seeing that the thorn forest in front of him could not pass, the sweeping king suddenly picked up one of his confidants from beside him and threw him into the thorn forest.

The man fell into a thorn, and several sharp thorns were inserted into his back. He screamed suddenly. The sweeping king pulled up and stepped on his stomach. It turned out that he was using him as a meat pad, and he stepped several meters away. Then he jumped hard in the air and jumped over the thorn bush that was more than ten feet wide.

His cold and thin action scared the rest of his confidants. Everyone stood on this side of the Thorn Forest, watching the sweeping king on the other side run farther and farther away, and disappeared at the corner of the mountain wall in a flash. For a moment, no one thought of following up... The screams of the soldier trapped in the Thorn Forest came from the field, and his unwilling roar: "Brother Sweeping King, how can you treat me like this... Cough cough... recognize you as your big brother, I'm so blind... Cough..."

The spike pierced his lungs from his back. The man cursed a few words, coughed a few more words, coughed a few more words, spit out a mouthful of blood, and cursed twice more, and the voice gradually weakened... After a while, no sound came out again.
Chapter completed!