After I was released from prison, I had a flash marriage with a boss who was in a vegetative state

Chapter 1181 Hard fight

White Wolf King: "Me too."

Golden Wolf King: "Wolf King, we will listen to you no matter what you say. You are our boss!"

Xiao Qiang laughed: "Yes, you are the Wolf King, you have the final say! We believe in your choice!"

Song Mingyi curled the corners of his lips: "Okay."

They will live well together.

After taking a short break after lunch, Lu Shenxing invited Song Mingyi to join him.

This was their original idea, and the members of the Canglang Gang gave in because of Song Mingyi's words. Anyway, whoever wants the Dragon King can take it, and they have to protect the Wolf King and retreat safely.

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with traveling with the Alliance of Gods.

Maybe I can even see these people make a fool of themselves?

They can also cause trouble secretly.

Beautiful!

The Blue Wolf King and his men had evil smiles on their faces, which made Si Qi feel creepy all the way.

Damn, are these people sick? Are they attracted to him?

Si Qi quickly protected himself, what a bunch of perverts! He absolutely did not want to lose his virginity!!

Si Qi suddenly became extremely alert, fearing that the people from the Canglang Gang would say a word to them.

A bunch of gays, nothing to say!

Their current location is south, so they simply follow the compass route and head south to find the Four Heavenly Kings and challenge them one by one.

Today, the sun is shining brightly.

Although it was only the first day, bloody incidents of varying sizes had already occurred in every corner.

Of the thirty teams that came in, nearly half were lost after half a day.

at this time.

South.

The southernmost part of the grassland.

There is a southern stele here, which is about half the height of the huge gate of the temple. There is a red font engraved on the black stone stele, which is very abrupt no matter how you look at it.

There is a group of people lying in ambush here.

They were wearing very simple mountaineering clothes and jackets. There were many bags on the ground, about a dozen or so, which was far more than the five of them could carry.

There were a lot of bloodstains on those backpacks, all of which were fresh and had not dried yet.

The leader had a scar on his face, and the people around him called him respectfully: "Angkor, there are two new groups of people coming, are we going to rob them?"

Wu Xiong lit up his cigar and took a puff.

This team of people are the elite mercenaries.

Later, he created the Iron-Blooded Blade. Over the years, he has never been defeated. Here, dealing with people is as easy as cutting vegetables.

Wu Xiong sneered, "Eight people, so what? It only takes three minutes. We've already robbed two teams, so adding another one won't be a big deal."

The big guy with eight-pack pectoral muscles nodded: "Okay. I'll go tell the brothers right away."

The people who came were Song Mingyi, Lu Shenxing and his group.

The South Stele has arrived. Once you go there, you can challenge the King of the South.

Song Mingyi could already sense the ill intentions of those people when he looked from afar.

They leaned against the stone tablet and smoked.

Song Mingyi and Lu Shenxing walked closer and smelled a strong smell of blood.

The two of them looked at each other slowly.

It seems that we have encountered a tough opponent this time.

"Everyone, if you want to go in and challenge us, take out all your supplies and everything you have collected today."

Wu Ge raised his eyebrows and looked at the few people. The scar on his dark face was very hideous, like a centipede coiled on his face.

They just need to stand here, their powerful bodies and muscles, as well as their bloodthirsty aura, are enough to defeat everything.

Either he is a bad person or a ruthless person.

Lu Shenxing curled his lips indifferently: "Looks like we have no choice but to fight?"

Wu Ge chuckled and didn't take Lu Shenxing seriously at all.

"Fight? I'm afraid you're the one who's getting beaten."

Wu Ge stretched his muscles and heard a tingling cracking sound from the friction of his joints.

The other four men were also holding knives, iron rods, and weapons such as maces, slowly dragging them on the ground and approaching Song Mingyi and the others.

Song Mingyi calmly pulled out the jade fracture fan and said, "Since you want to try, let's fight!"

In an instant, Song Mingyi took the first step!

Her agile figure was like that of a cheetah, her sharp eyes fixed on her prey, and she quickly approached Angkor.

Wu Ge laughed when he saw this: "Folding fan? Such a feminine thing, hahaha, it's funny for a grown man like you to use it! You don't think you can stop me with a broken fan, do you?"

Song Mingyi smiled and said, "Why don't you try and know?"

In an instant, Song Mingyi came in front of Angkor.

The folding fan suddenly spread out, and each snowflake on the tip of the fan ribs was a different one, but it was not a decoration. On it was a naked blade as sharp as a razor blade!

Snowflakes scattered everywhere.

They were spinning at high speed, heading straight for Angkor's throat!

It was the first time that Wu Ge had seen such a weird weapon. A drop of sweat slid down his forehead. He reacted quickly, put a short blade across his neck, with the back of the blade facing himself, and pushed forward with all his strength!

The snowflakes and the short blade collided, causing a metallic collision sound.

In an instant, the snowflakes were taken back!

All of them were gathered back onto Song Mingyi's fan bones!

Wu Ge looked at this scene in amazement, and subconsciously lowered his head, only to see that there were already many tiny cuts on the blade of his knife.

Damn, what kind of weapon is this?

This short blade is made of special metal. It has been with him for many years and has always been sharp. This is the first time...

There's a gap!

Wu Ge was filled with shame and anger, but before his body could react, an icy sword suddenly stabbed towards his right abdomen!

Song Mingyi was just trying to create opportunities for Lu Shenxing!

Seeing that the icy spirit was about to cut through his body, Angkor Wu's eyes widened and he suddenly used the force to dodge to the side.

Bingpo missed, Song Mingyi smiled faintly: "There is more."

After saying that, one of the bone fan split open and spun again, flying towards Angkor's throat.

This is not a snowflake.

Song Mingyi curled his lips: "If you take it again, your short blade will be useless."

Angkor does not believe in evil.

You say break up just like that?

I've been using weapons for so many years and they never break, how is that possible?

Wu Ge resisted again, but he was also careful and did not really point his throat towards the direction of Song Mingyi's weapon.

However, the next second, he was completely dumbfounded.

The handle of Song Mingyi's fan turned into countless high-speed rotating fragments, which attacked his throat and heart desperately.

The Angkor dagger broke into pieces with a "clang".

Debris embedded itself in his body.

Eighteen wounds.

Eighteen is the number of hell.

Song Mingyi suddenly retracted his hand, and the fragments returned one by one, snapping together as they were originally, and restored to a bone fan.

Angkor fell to his knees.

He covered his heart with one hand and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood!

Dense lines of blood instantly appeared on his hands!

If he hadn't blocked it with his hand just now, he would be the one dead now!

When other subordinates saw him like this, they wanted to come to the rescue.

But Xiao Qiang, Si Qi and the others are not pushovers either.

There are so many of them that two against one can beat them to death.

Lu Shenxing's icy soul instantly crossed Wu Ge's neck: "Do we still need to hand over the supplies?"

If it advances another inch, Angkor will surely die.

Song Mingyi and Lu Shenxing have always worked well together.

Angkor spat out blood again.