A sudden scene.

Make everyone scream.

No one expected that Master Kong Kong would suddenly take action!

The people who originally hoped to be spared by the slave cavalry fell into despair at this moment.

Master Kongkong's action has told everyone the final answer!

People in Buddhism are compassionate and do good.

But Master Kongkong fell into the eyes of everyone, causing everyone to fall into the abyss of despair and fear.

"Evil monk, you are not a Buddhist at all!"

"Damn it, my brothers fought hard with him. If we fight, we will die. If we don't fight, we will die. I traveled across the snowfield, but I never thought about being a lamb to be slaughtered."

"Evil monk, evil monk, we will fight you!"

…

With no hope of survival, all members of the slave cavalry stood up angrily.

But everyone was holding their weapons tightly and shouting, but for a while no one came forward.

The cold wind is biting and the smell of blood is strong.

Master Kongkong didn't even look at the headless corpse in front of him. Surrounded by golden light, he looked deeply at the little boy nestled in the arms of the woman's corpse in the distance.

That face full of tears and blood made Master Kongkong look gloomy.

"Everyone in the world is suffering. If a poor monk doesn't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

The next second.

Master Kongkong suddenly activated, golden light swept across, and with a domineering and arrogant attitude, he rushed directly into the crowd of slave cavalry.

Screams suddenly echoed throughout the world.

Blood splattered and bodies fell.

It is no longer like before, walking in the clouds and flowing water, leisurely strolling in the courtyard.

At this moment, Master Kongkong is shrouded in golden light, as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder, as if he has transformed into a meat grinder.

Wherever they passed, the crowds fell down like autumn wind sweeping away wheat seedlings.

A team that could traverse the snowfields, massacre villages and search for slaves, facing Master Kongkong at this moment, was no different than a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

…

Ten minutes later.

In the darkness, the wind cried and the snow howled.

The motorcade came slowly.

The entire team was filled with an atmosphere of sadness and resentment.

The crisis was over, the slave team was wiped out, and their team was able to leave the Far North.

The leader sat astride his war horse, with a sad look on his face and tears in his eyes.

My wife died in the fight just now.

In this cruel environment, he could not even take away his wife's body, so he could only bury it in the ice and snow.

In his arms, the little boy curled up and slept soundly, but kept murmuring the word "Ama".

The men on horses around them, while guarding the surroundings, would look at the cross-legged figure in the carriage from time to time with fear and awe.

The women and children on the carriage also shrank their bodies as much as possible, leaving the space around Master Kong Kong free.

The monk in front of me saved them all.

But the scene in purgatory where the monk transformed into Shura and slaughtered more than two hundred people just now made everyone feel grateful to Master Kong Kong, but also full of fear.

Before this, no one had thought that Buddha and demons could coexist.

Master Kongkong sat cross-legged in front of the carriage, with his eyes closed and his brows furrowed, meditating in meditation, but a look of pain appeared on his face from time to time.

He was hurt too badly!

Before, he also relied on a large amount of alcohol to forcibly activate the Buddhist secret method and squeeze out his potential to burst out his strength.

That's why he didn't dare to delay for too long just now, and used the fastest speed to rain down thunder and kill everything.

Now that the secret technique has dissipated, the consequences of squeezing his potential are coming, making his already seriously injured and dying body even worse.

"Chief, the village is gone, where should we go?"

A man rode his horse to catch up with the leader. Even though he knew that the leader was in great distress, he still had to ask.

The village was destroyed, and now everyone is on their way home, but with no purpose.

Even if such a team leaves the Far North safely and returns to the snowfields, it will still be extremely dangerous.

The most urgent task is to find the direction!

What's more, after experiencing the massacre of the village, who here was not holding back the grief?

"call……"

The leader exhaled heavily, suppressing the heart-wrenching grief, raised his eyes to the darkness in the distance, pondered for a moment, and uttered two words: "Hongnu!"

"Hun?"

The man was surprised.

There was a light in the leader's eyes, and he said hopefully: "The first queen of the Huns came to the throne and abolished slavery. Maybe we can really see the sky when we go there. The law of the jungle is eaten by the strong, and the weak are slaves. We have had enough.

…”

In this snowy field, the cruel laws of survival make all the weak forces tremble with fear and live every day in panic.

A village may be targeted by a slave team, and it will be massacred in a blink of an eye, the village will be turned into a sea of ​​fire, and everyone alive will be enslaved.

This kind of life tortures everyone.

After suffering for a long time, I hope to see another sky.

Finished.

The leader looked back at Master Kongkong, who was sitting cross-legged in the carriage with his eyes closed, and then looked at the man next to him: "Go and inquire about Master's whereabouts."

The man nodded and urged his horse to the side of the carriage.

"Master, what do you mean by our trip to the Huns?"

Master Kongkong twisted his white eyebrows twice and slowly opened his eyes, but his bright eyes were dark and turbid.

"It is fate that you save the poor monk, and it is fate that the poor monk saves you. The poor monk has such a broken body that it is inconvenient to walk alone, so he should go with you."

Hear the words.

The man's expression darkened, a little worried.

But he still nodded, clasped his fists at Master Kongkong, turned around, reined in his horse and returned to the leader.

Master Kongkong’s words also clearly reached the leader’s ears.

Just like the man, the leader's expression also became worried and solemn.

But before the man could speak, the leader raised his hand to interrupt.

"Let's go together!"

"Chief, the situation of the Huns..." The man was still worried.

The leader shook his head, signaling for him to shut up.

…

Lijin Hospital.

Chen Dong leaned back on the chair tiredly and closed his eyes to rest.

Master Kongkong's visit that night had single-handedly defeated all the available people around him.

Elder Long, Fan Lu, and Zhao Polu were all hospitalized with broken legs. Although their lives were not in danger, they could recover after some rest.

However, what he lacks most now is time!

With the current situation, only Impermanence is available around me, which is completely exposing myself to countless sharp knives!

Squeak...

The door was pushed open.

Gu Qingying walked in and saw a tired Chen Dong, with a look of distress on her pretty face.

"How is Sister Xiaolu?"

Chen Dong opened his eyes and looked at Gu Qingying tenderly.

Gu Qingying said: "You have woken up. How is Zhao Polu?"

"It's still the same."

Chen Dong smiled bitterly and shook his head. Among the three of them, Mr. Long was the least injured, followed by Fan Lu, but it was Zhao Polu who was injured the most.

When Chen Dong rushed to the formation, Zhao Polu had already passed out. No one knew what he had experienced before that!

Therefore, Chen Dong was also confused about Zhao Polu's serious injury.

Follow closely.

Chen Dong put his hands on his knees and walked out: "You take care of Mr. Long and Zhao Polu, and I'll go see Sister Xiaolu."

"How did you know that Sister Xiaolu wanted to see you?"

Gu Qingying's face was full of surprise.
Chapter completed!