"Just running away like this, cowardly!"

Gongxi couldn't beat the ground with a fist.

As soon as he finished speaking, the insects at the wound rioted in a small range, gnawing his flesh and blood, so painful that Gong Xichou's eyes were about to go straight, his hard mouth softened instantly, and he whispered: "Brother, brother, it hurts - I was wrong, I'll take back the words."

Jimo Qiubing's cold face then warmed up three points, and she said, "It's useless to ask me. If you are unstable, the insect will be frightened."

These insects are timid and easily frightened.

Gong Xiqiu could only calm down his restlessness with a bitter face.

Jimo Qiu picked up the half-dead red-black insect near the wound and threw it into the bonfire as firewood: "War is to win the battle, not a man who is fierce. What's the use of you and the medicinal collector? Can it affect the final victory or defeat?"

Gong Xichou sat by the campfire with his shirtlessness, grinning in pain, and his muscles under his delicate skin were twitching uncontrollably.

He took a few deep breaths before suppressing the severe pain, and his whole body was covered in cold sweat as if he was fished out from water. If the uninformed person saw this scene, he would probably laugh at the public and the west for xenophobia and the strongest man. The more powerful the martial artist, the more patient he would be.

Not to mention a few dark wounds that can see bones, even if they are missing arms and legs, their intestines flow out of their stomachs and armor, they will not affect their continued fighting. As long as they have a breath, they can't scream pain and show weakness, which makes people laugh.

As a top combat force, how could Gong Xiqiu be so spoiled?

This is really not a fault for his lack of patience.

First, the elder brother used the insects this time, which are more powerful than the tiger and wolf fierce medicine. If he wants to achieve the effect of almost resurrection as a magic pill in the short term, he will inevitably sacrifice some aspects. Anyway, Gong Xiqiu will not suffer any pain; second, the martial arts attribute of this herb collector may be fine to deal with others, but it has a critical effect to deal with Gong Xiqiu. Gong Xiqiu is unwilling to accept it.

He muttered: "No wonder this Lao Deng has no children in his entire life."

No matter what attributes the martial arts of other martial warriors are, their aura is gentle, violent or radical, and they are all full of vitality.

The collector of the Medicine is different. His martial arts attribute is fire, but it is full of death. Gong Xiqiu himself is a person who has died once, and his soul has been contaminated with the breath of death. Even if Jimo Can prays to the gods to exchange for one life so that he can return to the world, this experience also leaves a hidden "guard" for Gong Xiqiu. To a certain extent, the collector of the Medicine can also be called the Heaven defeating Gong Xiqiu.

It would be fine if you just restrain yourself normally. Be cautious. Gong Xiqiu is not unable to fight. But the death breath in the martial arts of the herbicide was covered by a stream of peaceful vitality, which was extremely difficult to detect when fighting. Gong Xiqiu was also injured, and the wound was seriously eroded by the death breath. Several heart veins were almost lost. Only then did you find the difficulty!

No wonder the hundreds of ghost patterns on the Modao are so vivid. At first I thought it was a cool decoration, but I didn’t realize that they were really dealing with "ghosts".

Mo Dao is already powerful, coupled with his difficult martial arts...

Gong Xiqiu lowered his head, saw the intestines in his stomach through the wound that had not been completely healed, and vented again: "It is strange that his seeds can survive with such domineering and vicious martial arts..."

Near-death insects crawled out of the wounds.

They were full of death breath. The snow-white worm body was as black as black jade at this moment. The whole worm looked drunk and crawled outside the wound and lost strength. The deputy general stared at it for a moment, trying to help pick up the worm, but he didn't have the courage.

The high priest just said that this insect cannot be touched randomly.

Their mouthparts are stained with venom that can make people feel more sensitive. If they bite them casually, even if they just cut the small wounds of their fingers, they can cause pain that is comparable to those of the broken belly. The deputy general can only look at it with distorted expression, and occasionally wipe the sweat from the blue veins on Gong Xichou's forehead. As more and more insects are thrown into the bonfire, the most terrifying wounds on Gong Xichou's body have healed almost, leaving only a few light pink scars.

The deputy general called it magical.

Even the doctor of Xinglin felt inferior to the healing speed.

The deputy general couldn't help but remember that not long ago, a hole suddenly cracked open and spit out a dragon-skinned dragon with blood all over his body and mottled dragon scales. He once thought that the other party could not survive. After all, the wound was too deep. The upper and lower parts of the body were hanging on the remaining one-third of the flesh, and the broken internal organs were mixed with dirty blood flowing outside.

The deputy general thought he was exposed and was guarding against the strange demon dragon with a knife. Soon after, a familiar figure fell from the demon dragon's head, and he recognized the person's identity at a glance.

The other party's appearance is very similar to that of his own general.

He is the elder brother of the general!

The deputy general hurried forward to support him.

The high priest had experienced any hard battle. He was covered in blood and the strong bloody smell even the deputy general couldn't help but hold his breath. The former groped and picked up the wooden stick that never left his body from the ground, forcibly removing the mimetic shape of the demon dragon. As the dark green light shrank, only the general with a weak chest was left on the ground. The usually majestic martial armor was already broken, and the general sat weakly, frowned and picked up the intestines and stuffed them back into his stomach, urging the martial energy to forcefully stop the bleeding, but the effect was not great.

The blood cannot be stopped.

At this bleeding rate, the general did not have the chance to die of the ulceration of the wound and the high fever, and he would not be able to turn into a mummy in a long time.

At the critical moment, the high priest is still reliable.

He took out handfuls of Guworms from somewhere, opened the general's wound with his left hand and stuffed the Guworms in his right hand. Perhaps the internal space was too narrow and the Guworms were squeezed out. He stretched out his fingers and poked the Guworms back without expression. The deputy general made his intestines hurt, and he was sure that this would not make the general go faster?

Facts have proved that witchcraft is also very awesome.

After some treatment, the general's face was pale, and his other general recovered almost the same, and his chest was also strong and powerful.

Jimo Qiu took out another handful of Gu insects: "It's blood-replenishing."

These insects will not move, they look like fried silkworm pupae.

Gong Xiqiu threw it into his mouth without thinking. The deputy general could clearly hear the crisp sound. Judging from the general's expression, this silkworm pupa... Oh no, the insect seems to taste good? Just as he was thinking, the deputy general heard the general say, "Like broad beans."

Deputy General: "…"

He tried hard to ignore the other party's words and led the topic to the right path.

Because they got lost, their trip was delayed for too long. Taking empty roads can solve this problem, but the problem is that not every martial artist can walk empty roads. Only when his strength reaches a certain level can he stagnate for a short time, and most of the warriors are at most called jumping on the spot. As a last resort, they can only let the general set off to King You first. Others can only drag their feet.

Unexpectedly, it was only half an hour before the general was seriously injured.

Could it be that I met the enemy's main force ambushed?

Gong Xiqiu said: "No, I met a nemesis."

One mistake can bring wisdom.

He underestimated the lethality of the medicinal collector's attempt! This time he suffered a great loss, and next time he would not accidentally help the enemy increase his strength. As long as the medicinal collector continues to be entangled by the inner demon, even if he is good at using Mo Dao, Gong Xiqiu is sure to win it.

When the deputy general saw Gong Xiqiu's shameless face, he did not dare to continue asking.

Unexpectedly, the general took the initiative to raise another topic, and it was a problem that was a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the war. Gong Xiqiu turned his head and looked towards the high priest, shy and embarrassed, as if he couldn't speak: "Brother, can I give birth?"

Deputy General: “…???”

He suddenly looked towards the entrance of the mountain cave.

He didn't dare to think about whether dozens of martial soldiers lurking in the mountains heard it. He raised his hand and waved his martial energy to seal the entrance of the cave, for fear that something that should not have been heard. At the same time, Yu Guang couldn't help but glance at the bottom of the general's waist and abdomen, worried that it would be the cause of the injury.

It may be another thing to remember after realizing it.

Jimo Qiu was also caught off guard by his younger brother.

The face similar to it was full of dullness: "What?"

Gong Xichou revealed the pain of the medicinal collector's lifelong pain and then complained: "...that old guy said that I was the same as him."

Jimo Qiu was silent for a while.

It’s not that he cares about his younger brother’s fragile heart, but that he has no idea of ​​having children in his mind, so he naturally doesn’t deliberately pay attention to whether the seed is dead or alive, and it won’t be used anyway.

When Gong Xiqiu mentioned it, he remembered the problem he didn't care about, which might not be the case for other people in the secular world. After a long time, he nodded at Gong Xiqiu and said, "You two are indeed the same."

but--

Jimo Qiu said again: "If you want to be born by yourself."

This is not a big problem.

Gong Xiqiu: "Brother said so."

The deputy general said weakly: "This is not good, right?"

He thought that it was just a nonsense that deceived the medicine collector, but he didn't expect that he could really use the magical reality of male giving birth to a child. When he thought of the general's big belly, his mind was stuck.

Jimo Qiu: "Fertility is a microcosm of the Creator's creation... But A Nian is my bloody brother and sister after all. If he has the obsession with continuing his bloodline, as my brother, I will pray to the gods to make him wish even if I want to violate the clan rules."

The deputy general stammered: "...Does the Lord know?"

Jimo Qiu looked at him in confusion: "What do you mean?"

Why did you have to let Your Highness know about this?

The deputy general came over and whispered, "Look, if a big man can give birth, look at the woman's body, then the man's body, look at the physical strength between men and women... What do you see? Men, especially male warriors, are more suitable for having children. For so many years of war, if there are so many people in the northwest? There will be no headache for all civil and military officials in the court? How many tricks have these big masters thought about to make folk women have more children in the past years?"

Jimo Qiu: "...what do you want to say?"

The deputy general looked lingering in fear and his eyes were sad: "You and the general must keep this secret. If all the civil and military officials in the court know about this, they would not have written any tricks, such as how many cultivation resources can a warrior get for a few children."

In the eyes of civil and military ministers, all living things are cattle and horses.

If there is too much people, it is hard to guarantee that they will not attack male warriors or even ordinary men. At that time, Jimo Qiu will rub the insects and make his hands look hot, and it will probably not be able to provide for consumption. The scene is too terrifying.

Jimo Qiu: "...I am frank, you who can subconsciously think about this... are not an ordinary person either..."

This way of thinking is really a bit crazy.

The deputy general looked embarrassed and smirked.

"The last one is just thinking about it, and there is no other meaning."

"Then if-"

The deputy general immediately put away his smile and said seriously: "If there really is one day, the general will be willing to give birth to a few fat daughters for his wife. Everything is for the prosperity of the country and the country, and every man is responsible!"

Jimo Qiu: "..."

Although it was outrageous, he seemed to understand a little.

I have truly seen troubled times and will not want to fall to dawn.

Two flowers bloom, each with one branch.

In the battle of Youguo, the head of the Youguo king was broken into pieces and could not be found. Qi Cang ordered people to pack the remaining headless corpses and give them a coffin to the Lord of Qiguo. At the same time, the news of Gong Xiqiu appeared in the capital of Youguo Kings and was seriously injured and fled.

The king of Qi also knows what kind of strength the Gongxiqiu has.
To be continued...