Chapter 109

The rain poured down tick by drop, scouring the dark night, scouring the woods in the mountains, scouring the loose soil, and scouring the minced flesh of people and insects.

Many combatants stood on the battlefield for a long time and were reluctant to leave.

Because too many comrades in arms died on this battlefield.

The surrounding area of ​​the Hot Spring Villa is a scenic resort. It is not known how popular it is among the people of Xijiang City, but now, it has become the bloody purgatory of Shura, burying all the partners who fought side by side.

Perhaps, it is an old comrade-in-arms who has been in a relationship for a few years who died.

Maybe the one next door died.

Maybe it was a classmate who died.

Maybe, the one who died was the buddy who just met for less than two minutes...

No matter who died, just look at the broken corpses all over the ground and smell the lingering smell of blood in the rainy night.

Several soldiers on the other side of the army even knelt down beside some rotten meat and cried desperately, grabbed the ground with their heads like crazy, and let out a cuckoo-like sob... But everyone can understand their feelings, because Those rotten flesh are the comrades-in-arms of the soldiers who take their lives together!

Soldiers leave their hometowns to join the army, so the closest thing to them is their comrades-in-arms. The feelings between soldiers are like a burning oven, even steel can be melted. Naturally, it is more sincere and pure than the friendship between ordinary people.

A little girl was dragged by several adults and prevented her from touching the purple and smelly mummy on the ground, but her eyes were red from crying, and she seemed to cough up her throat, and she didn't know where she came from. She was so powerful that even a few adults could not hold her, and the soil on the ground had plowed out a few long marks...

Everyone who witnessed this scene secretly wept for the little girl... Because that purple and stinking mummy was the little girl's mother, the inheritor of the Yang Soul of a civil organization, but was brutally killed by the Cang Lei Poisonous Scorpion on the battlefield. kill……

An elderly old woman smashed the corpse of a red-topped beetle with a cane with a disheveled hair, but she was so old and frail that she quickly dislocated her wrist, and even her cloudy eyes flowed blood red tears, shocking. !

The sadness is greater than the heart... No one is going to stop the old woman... Because, many people know that the old woman's whole family was eaten by the red-topped beetle, three sons, three daughters-in-law, one unborn The married daughter and two exquisite and lovely granddaughters have all become pieces of meat! If it weren't for this red-capped beetle that broke into the crowd,

How could the old woman be ruined and left alone in this world?

"Give me back Aguang Azong... Give me back my good granddaughter... Why didn't you eat me first, do you dislike my meat for being sour and stinky..."

One after another crying, sighing, and whining, one after another, in the battlefield and refuge area, accompanied by the cry of the baby, accompanied by the dull sound of rain, at this moment, it seems to have condensed into a hell-like eternity.

"We Xijiang University, three soldiers died..."

Ran Hongxia lowered her head gently, sighed, and said sadly:

"Please remember their names. I hope that every classmate of Xijiang University can treat them as heroes..."

Not only did the three combatants die, but there were also several wounded, such as the shape-shifter Lan Xiaodan who broke his arm, the qigong master Lu Feiyang who used the self-mutilation technique, the fighter who injured his internal organs with his fighting qi... Although there are intermediate light sacrifices Xiao Wanqing's recovery technique, but still unable to heal wounds such as broken limbs, self-mutilation, and dark wounds within three or two days. There must be a slow treatment process, especially Lan Xiaoyue, her broken limbs will take at least a week to recover!

In the face of such casualties, even the indifferent Li Jiayu felt a little uncomfortable.

Sure enough... I can't be indifferent to the death of my comrade...

Compared with the bad mood after the war, Li Jiayu's good mood is also good, after all, he got a full forty second-level insect crystals!

This is simply a great harvest, and there are seven or eight insect crystals of the second and middle rank among them, I don’t know how precious they are!

If it weren't for the fact that the dark octopus had some food poisoning from eating its brains, I'm afraid it would have dug up more insect crystals!

However, 40 pieces are enough, otherwise the action will be too big, but it will not be beautiful.

"This idiot octopus... I thought it could eat the brains of insects indefinitely, but I didn't expect it to eat the brains and get food poisoning, foaming at the mouth and sticking to the ground..."

Kicked the dark octopus with more air and less air, Li Jiayu scolded:

"Don't pretend to be dead with me! Get up and clean up for me!"

"Master, let the octopus rest like... the octopus is crazy..."

Speaking of the back, the dark octopus burped, and there were a few traces of white brains flowing out of the corner of its mouth. It was obviously too much to eat.

However, Li Jiayu could clearly see that a lump the size of a fist had bulged on the bald, round head of the dark octopus... It seemed that something was about to spring out of the dark octopus's head.

"Uh, isn't it about to grow a unicorn? It seems that the dark octopus has been in the second-level low-level seat for a long time, and it is almost time to evolve..."

For the sake of safety, Ran Hongxia buried the three victims of Xijiang University early in the big pit dug by the sword qi, and then led her companions back to the original camp.

Since most of the battles took place at the foot of the mountain, the camp on the mountainside was not very messy, and there was continuous scouring of rainwater, but it didn't smell much blood. At least, people could live here.

During this period, other citizens cheered loudly, because none of their relatives and friends died on the battlefield. They secretly rejoiced that they were safe and sound, and even more admired and trusted the mighty force of the army.

Seeing other citizens weeping with joy, the fighters have nothing to say, what can they say... Wouldn't the other citizens be happy that they survived? Do you have to force other citizens to cry to be satisfied...

Soon, another army person came to the camp of Xijiang University to inquire about the news of the left-wing battlefield. Although everyone at Xijiang University knew that Li Jiayu had made extraordinary achievements, Xiao Wanqing saw that Li Jiayu had not said anything, so she simply shied away. Said she didn't know either.

The people in the army found nothing. They also heard that the one who killed the blue-eyed giant ant was a figure with white hair, but there was no way. Among the capable people, there were really not a few people who turned white hair inexplicably.

Many naturally awakened ice-type mages, water-type mages, shadow killers, and psychic masters have turned white-haired. Li Jiayu is the only one in Xijiang University, but there are also several white-haired people in other non-governmental organizations.

"Are you really ignorant of white-haired figures... Necromancers... Fallen Angels?" the intelligence officer asked.

"I don't know the key... We were patronizing the battle, and we didn't pay much attention to how those masters appeared..." Xiao Wanqing smiled.

Since the inquiries were fruitless, the soldiers in the army had no choice but to walk away.

When reporting to Captain Li, Captain Li couldn't help but guess that the white-haired figure of the warrior blue-eyed giant ant was probably the fallen angel...

"Forget it... There are too many capable people in the left-wing defense line, and you can't count them one by one, and the fallen angel and the necromancer may also be deliberately avoiding us. Since they don't want to come out, then we don't have to force them. Maybe When the crisis comes, they will help themselves..."