Storm of Kings

The wages of avarice is death!

　　The precious elixir was placed in front of him, and Tang Qiqi couldn't help but not be moved.

　　 "Huh, my little girl patted her **** and left, let this big idiot do her best! Whoever is softhearted is a kitten."

　　 "Boom..." Zhou Lie raised his arms to protect him, and he collided with the queen bee again.

Tang Qiqi collected the elixir, but she was about to fade away, but she suddenly stomped her feet, and shook her head tangledly: "No, the village is sealed off, I may not be able to escape the extraordinary perception. The mother said, If you want to find the highest level of Jin Chan's escape, you need a friend who knows you well, maybe this bastard..."

　　 "Lord Tang, did you find it?" The voice sounded miserable.

　　 "Look, I found..." Tang Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief, and she decided to challenge herself.

　　 Zhou Lie moved extremely fast, and came close to Tang Qiqi between flashes, pulling her up and running.

　　 rumbling behind him, the behemoth rushed wildly, but fortunately, the hive was full of partitions and obstacles, and there was no way for the queen bee at all.

　　 Watching the honeycomb crack, and the cracks continued to spread to both sides, Zhou Lie and Tang Qiqi finally rushed out.

　　 They descended along the climbing route, and almost fell in the air several times. They didn't know how they got off when they landed on their feet.

　　 "Ang..." With the roar, a lot of debris fell in the air. Fortunately, the main body of the hive still exists, and the big guy did not jump off.

　　 Zhou Lie raised his head and looked at the sky. The faint crow and the wolf wasp were still fighting, but the number of wolf bees had decreased significantly, and there was no one out of ten.

　　 The villagers have long been organized, and the crossbow arrows have become the main theme of the sky, once again showing the inside story to the thief.

　　 Our tun is just trenches, and there are many crossbows. Don’t you like to summon faint crows? Shoot you to death, who is afraid of whom?

　　 There was a sound in the direction of the village wall, and the holes in the outer wall ejected fire and iron pestle.

　　 Zhou Lie vaguely heard the sound of the mechanism's operation, and he couldn't help but stunned: "The thief is starting to attack? It's a day earlier than the recorded time. It seems that the death note can be thrown away."

　　 There was turmoil in and outside the village, and the three elders climbed up the village wall to guard one side.

　　The overwhelming rain of arrows attacked the fast-moving figure outside the wall, and at least three hundred thieves rushed up with wooden shields. A few of them are particularly jumpy, they can span a distance of four or five meters every time they move.

　　 Suddenly, several bands of demons gathered quickly, they crouched down and put the wooden shield on their heads or shoulders, and together they set up a "springboard".

　　 "Bump bump..." With a series of footsteps, those special guys went through a violent run-up, jumped high with the help of a springboard, and shot towards the village wall.

　　 The four elders shouted: "Attack with all your strength, hurry."

　　 "Swish swish..." Hundreds of steel pipes flew up into the sky. These thieves wielded steel knives to resist, but the attack was too "steel", blood spattered and screamed again and again.

　　 Drums came from the dense forest outside the village, and the thief receded like a tide.

　　 This attack seemed to be just a test, but when they retreated, they would rather leave the body of their accomplices, or try to take away the steel pipes.

　　 The outside of the village gradually calmed down, only the faint crow was still ramming around, consuming the crossbow arrows in the village.

　　 At this moment, Zhou Lie has returned home. He tried to smear a little red serum on his wound, and a strange scene appeared. The wound grew and scabs at a speed visible to the naked eye.

　　 Within three or four minutes, the faint blood scab fell off, and the arm looked intact.

　　 Not only that, Zhou Lie felt a force spreading along the blood vessels, and the internal injuries caused by the collision between his body and the queen bee were slowly improving.

　　 "Hey, this medicine is amazing!"

Tang Qiqi said amusedly: "Of course it's a god. This is the sixth-grade elixir Cang Rong. Unfortunately, it cannot be refined. It is mixed with royal jelly and bee blood, and it has been stored in the air for a long time. It was abruptly lowered to the first grade, so it is only equivalent to the top seventh-grade elixir."

　　 "It doesn't matter, it's useful." Zhou Lie picked up the medicine bottle, opened the curtain and walked into the side room.

　　 Xu Xiaoning was guarding by the bed, Guo Xingyan was wrapped up like rice dumplings, but the situation did not get better, the bandage was covered with blood.

　　 Tang Qiqi followed, and she grabbed the medicine bottle and shouted: "You are crazy, Cang Rong is a rare elixir in the world. This person is not related to you. Why do you want to save him?"

"It is to save lives, to save the lives of the people in the village, but also to save their own lives!" Zhou Lie's expression was unusually firm. He clutched the medicine bottle tightly and said, "Just treat this as the prophecy of the ancestors of Kaiyuan Village. Its unique style can summon a shaman, and the ancestors even knew that you have an eighth-grade Ganoderma lucidum on your body. With the power of the village, you can deal with the thief, but there is no such shaman."

　　 Hearing this, Tang Qiqi was stunned on the spot. She couldn't believe it was true, but she didn't dare not believe it because the facts were in front of her.

　　 After thinking about it, there seems to be no second explanation except the mysterious warlock.

　　 "That person predicted what happened today after hundreds of years, and even I, an outsider who carried the eighth-grade Ganoderma lucidum, knew. This, how strong is this? Is it possible to do it?"

We must know that those strong people above the Fourth Stage have become legends. They disappeared mysteriously two hundred years ago, and this small Kaiyuan Village seems to be a legend~www.NovelMTL.com~ Zhou Lie is very satisfied and feels himself His flicking skills were good, at least he flicked Tang Qiqi. The girl's big eyes flickered, she didn't know what she was thinking, and she didn't stop him from taking the elixir to save people.

　　 Xu Xiaoning helped, cut off the bandage on Guo Xingyan's body, and then washed it with warm water a little bit.

　　 When the cleaning was almost done, Zhou Lie applied the elixir.

　　 About five or six minutes later, he just smeared half of Guo Xingyan's body, and the room suddenly went dark, as if a burly figure stood up.

A huge pressure suddenly formed, the teacup on the table rang loudly, and Tang Qiqi opened his mouth wide and exclaimed: "The blood ancestor is revealed, who is this guy? He has the opportunity to be promoted to the sixth rank ancestor. Monk."

　　 "Boom..."

　　 With the indescribable tremor shattering, Zhou Lie felt a blank in his mind, and the burly figure standing on Guo Xingyan turned his head.

　　 Between the electric light and flint, there seems to be a line of eyes scanning the room from top to bottom, like a **** overlooking.

　　 suddenly, Guo Xingyan moved.

　　 He raised his arm and pointed at the medicine bottle, only to see the red serous spray out, rushing towards the seriously injured body.

　　 The wound started to squirm, and black mist was sprayed from time to time. A moment ago, Guo Xingyan sat up like a dead person.

　　 The voice echoed in the room: "Little brother, this is a great grace to rebuild alive. I, Guo Xingyan, will surely form a grass ring and pay for it with my life."

Zhou Lie heaved a sigh of relief and pondered in his heart: "Up to now, there has been a lot of deviation, indicating that after one thing changes, other changes will always be involved, and it is always moving in a good direction. But I can’t be careless. To strengthen our strength, we must not be soft in the face of these murderous thieves."