The consciousness became more and more blurred, and his whole body was dizzy and hot, as if he was flying in the clouds, so his eyes were a little distracted. This feeling was very bad... Wang Ningzhi raised his hand randomly, and the remaining consciousness made him feel very uncomfortable. The swaying body left and right had no sense of security. He needed support. It happened that an object in front was approaching and he subconsciously grabbed it.

Soft, smooth, cool.

The cold touch made him feel very comfortable. He stared at it hard and saw a soft outline appearing in front of him. A warm breath came to his face, and the fragrance was as fragrant as nectar: ​​"Langjun..."

Mr....

The soft voice came into his ears, very delicate, just like the whispering of his wife before sleeping... Was he at home? He stopped for a moment, tried hard to see and think hard, but his body was very tired and could not tear the thin barrier open.

He could only try his best to grab it, slimly in his arms, hugged a slender body, rubbed it with a veil, but it was soft and smooth inside.

"Mr., let's rest?" A warm breath hit Wang Ningzhi's ears, making him feel soft. The next moment, two thin lips held the earlobes and licked them gently, which made Wang Ningzhi gently hook the slender waist in front of him, enjoying the charm for a moment.

"Are you Ling Jiang?" he opened his mouth in vain and spit out a few words with great difficulty.

The warmth of the earlobe subsided, and the beauty in her arms hugged Wang Ningzhi, and the two of them pressed tightly together: "I'm not Ling Jiang."

"That……"

Pick.

Under the thrust, Wang Ningzhi fell down, struggled randomly on the way, grabbed the woman, and the two of them fell down together. On the way, they heard a giggle. Soon, the two fell on the soft couch and hugged each other. Wang Ningzhi was a little awake, and could vaguely see the outline of the woman in front of him, but still not real: "Who are you?"

"Mr. Lang, I am your wife..."

The gentle fingertips danced slowly, the clothes faded away, and the body was entangled.

...

A thatched hut swaying in the wind and rain collapsed.

Lightning illuminates the entire world.

Amidst the dull thunder, the wind whistled, and the dark clouds in the sky were surging, like a humming giant beast. The heavy rain poured down, as if the blood of the giant beast gathered into a river on the surface and washed away the embankment.

This is a major natural disaster. Not only is one county affected, but it is affected from Linhai County, county to inland Jiangzhou, etc., but the degree of disasters is different. The inland area is just rainy, but the entire area is not subject to typhoons.

The house collapsed and the farmers were forced to escape, braved the pouring rain to find shelter. The young and strong men were better, but women and young people could not bear it. Some suddenly fell down while running away and could not get up again... People without precautions could only fall to this point.

...

Han Ziwen was trembling.

When the long sword tear apart the body of the slave who was running wildly, blood often splashed out, mixed with rain and hit his face, and was eaten into his mouth. It was salty and fishy, ​​and even more irritating the beasts in his body.

Everyone has a beast in his heart, which is dormant on weekdays. If there is no corresponding opportunity, he may never wake up in his life... Han Ziwen is very aware of the beast in his heart. Although he is a literati, because of his family being destroyed, he can only be forced to intervene in the group of refugees to survive. The escape process is even more thrilling. Chasing and death are common. Even if his brother takes care of him, he cannot always maintain the reserve of a literati.

So when the dormant beast is awakened by the smell of blood, it will turn into a hungry beast, irrational and only killing.

His body trembled slightly. Although he was stained with a lot of blood, his body was thin, but it was very dangerous, so that even the bells around him were far away from him, and separated by a distance.

Sneak... Another corpse fell to the ground, silently still with the shock before death.

Slowly pulling the long knife out of the back of the corpse, Han Ziwen wiped his face, looked left and right, and asked at the person next to him, "Has this been cleaned up?"

“Clean.”

Nodding, the rapid outbreak made his body a little tired, Han Ziwen was no exception. He dragged his knife and walked out of the courtyard, behind him were corpses lying on the ground.

There were many people. I thought the Xu family would not be wary, but I never thought that I encountered resistance as soon as I rushed up, and there were many people. Although it didn't seem like I was predicted in advance, my reaction speed was very fast, not like the faction in ordinary families. Such resistance caused Han Ziwen to suffer a hard battle. Fortunately, he rushed over and was full of corpses behind him. It was impossible to tell whether it was Xu's people or his own people. The killing was not over yet, so naturally no one would clean it up.

The rain curtain was very big, and if it was a little further away, it was impossible to see clearly. Only the blurred figures swayed, the sound of killing was shocking, and the sound of swords colliding overwhelmed the wailing of the wounded.

The people around him did not stop and rushed over. When they met the resisting people, they fought again.

Han Ziwen no longer wasted his energy. The beast in his heart was still there, but he had less venting. He walked over step by step in the puddle. Anyone who was approaching would be stopped by the people next to him. Although he had just seen Xu Heng, he was still the one who was assigned the task by Wang Ningzhi, so he was not worried that the troops next to him would not protect himself.

His target was in front of a courtyard that was only twice as big as before. There was a corridor at the entrance, and there were several corpses of maids upside down on the corridor. Perhaps he had just been killed. The body was still a little warm and not stiff. He gently pushed it away and walked in. He drew a long knife on the ground, marking the puddle into two stalls.

"That person...is Xu Zhen?" Han Ziwen asked.

The people next to him stopped and looked smoothly. They crossed the fiercely fighting site of Wang's tribe and Xu's tribe, and saw the people standing in front of the tall main room there, thin, fluffy clothes, naked, and naked, holding a long sword in one hand, and glanced at him with a drowning look... Seeing this, he nodded and replied: "It's Xu Zhen."

As the words came to an end, there was a bang and mud and water splashed everywhere.

A fierce aura condensed on Han Ziwen. Although he was thin, he could burst out with great power. He stepped on the floor and made a shocking sound. His whole person turned into a beast and rushed into the crowd with a loud bang. He held the knife in one hand and pushed the person in front of him away with the other hand.

Pushing and shoving across the battlefield, the figure rushing towards the door.

Xu Zhen...Wang Ningzhi received his head!

Han Ziwen could no longer remember what Wang Ningzhi said, but he wanted to give a lot of rewards. The memories of his past when he went south were mixed with the present. He was very fast and rushed over. The puddle behind him was cut open, like a fragile lotus, shattering and exploded in all directions.

Three steps, two steps, one step.

He saw the anger on Xu Zhen's face and his excitement.

He is a feather arrow that has the greatest power.

"Ah!" He stopped suddenly and the long sword fell down fiercely.

...

"Ah!" The thunder suddenly erupted, and the refugees cried.

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"Ah!" Puxiang released it in the noble lady's body.

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"Ah!" In the house for refugees, the peasant woman gave birth to a baby.

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"Ah!" Wang Ningzhi stepped into Yu Nanzi's body.

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Chapter completed!