The bloody battle came to an abrupt end.

As soon as Ji Hao was seriously injured, Si Wenming directly crushed Alu Zhai's neck, and a yellow air spurted out from his palm, and Alu Zhai's head and soul disintegrated. The bloody mist in the air suddenly dissipated, and all the Ga warriors and servants shook at the same time, and a large piece of blood mist sprayed out from their bodies. Their bodies shrank rapidly, and they all softened weakly on the ground.

The warriors from the Golden Eye Lion tribe rushed up one after another, swung their weapons, and cut off the heads of these enemies.

The warriors of the Ga tribe who were just like crazy can only cry and scold in despair, and they have no strength to wave their weapons.

Aluzhai's secret technique brought them several times of power, but the biggest loophole of this secret technique was obviously in Aluzhai himself. Once he was killed, these warriors who were stimulated by the secret technique became extremely powerful, all of them became soft-legged shrimps.

The soldiers of the Golden Eye Lion tribe piled all the enemies' heads together and formed a small altar. They raised their weapons and cheered loudly, but when the witch priests and elders wanted to ask Si Wenming to thank him, they could no longer find three people.

Tens of thousands of miles away, Si Wenming carried the seriously injured Ji Hao, pulled Manman with his left hand, and walked step by step in the wilderness.

At a slow pace, Si Wenming's feet were shrouded in yellow light. Every step he took could cause the response of the underground earth's veins. The low "dongdong" sound came from the ground, as if the heart was beating. Si Wenming's every step was thousands of miles, crossing a large area of ​​mountains, rivers and mountains.

Ji Hao lay on Si Wenming's shoulder, looking at the armor shrinking into a ball of armor with a little heartache.

This is a gift from Abao, a powerful treasure that can withstand the attacks of ordinary great witches. When Ji Hao was in the Southern Wilderness, this set of armor saved him countless times. Without this set of armor, he and Man Man had long been chopped into meat sauce by the blood-toothed people.

However, the two Ga tribe warriors used their bodies to make weapons frantically. They used their blood to release powerful curses to weaken the defense of the armor, and used their bones to turn into flesh-and-blood demon soldiers. Their attack power instantly almost exceeded the limit that the great witch should have. They broke through the armor with one blow and severely injured Ji Hao.

Looking at the transparent hole clearly visible on the armor, Ji Hao grinned and screamed in pain.

More than a dozen thick bones penetrated the body. Ji Hao had broken bones in seven or eight parts of his body, and his internal organs were even seriously injured. Now, he took a breath and felt so painful that he wanted to cut off his head.

"The warriors of the Chiri lineage are different from Kang Yue." Si Wenming took out a pill and stuffed it into Ji Hao's mouth. While strode, he said lightly: "The warriors of the Kang Yue lineage are the best warriors. And the madmen of the Chiriri lineage are just madmen born simply for killing and destruction."

"Of course, the point I want to say is not this." Si Wenming lowered his head and walked briskly: "What I want to say is that you two were almost beaten to death this time. You should understand that Zhonglu is a chaotic place, and it is ten times more dangerous than the Southern Wilderness."

"In Zhonglu, you can't be impulsive. Any mistake you make may take your life." Si Wenming glanced at Manman and taught a very serious lesson: "Especially Manman, you have the armor you refined by Emu personally. But not to mention those evil ghosts of alien races, I have a thousand ways to subdue you and strip off your armor."

Manman's little face suddenly turned pale, and he looked at Si Wenming and shouted: "Uncle, how can you take off Manman's clothes? Em said, Manman's clothes can only be stripped down by one man in his life!"

Si Wenming and Ji Hao rolled their eyes at the same time, especially Si Wenming. He wanted to stick his head on the ground and knocked himself out.

After laughing a few times, Si Wenming said helplessly: "Hey, I'm just giving an example... OK, let go of this topic and come to Puyang. There are special people who teach you some things. Manman, you are too... "

With a wry smile, Si Wenming looked at Ji Hao and said, "Hao, you have been in the Southern Wilderness so smoothly. So, this time I intend to make you suffer a little."

Ji Hao hummed weakly. He barely raised his upper body, pointed to the two transparent holes in his chest and smiled bitterly: "Uncle, is this a little bit of pain?"

Si Wenming smiled disapprovingly and said, "Okay, what's this pain? The ancient great god Xing Tian was cut off his head. Didn't he live well? Our great witch has a strong vitality, so where can we die so easily?"

Ji Hao gritted his teeth and said, "But Uncle, I am..."

Si Wenming slapped a wound near Ji Hao's pelvis with force, and Ji Hao wailed again in pain.

"Boy, your witch power cultivation is only at the beginning of the little witch, that's right. But your body, hum, most of the big witches that just broke through are not as good as you. I don't know what good things you ate in the Nanhuang. What is this injury to you?"

Ji Hao continued to laugh dryly. He took a deep breath. The energy of heaven and earth from all directions rolled in. The flesh and blood near the wound was squirming rapidly, and began to slowly repair the wounds on his body that made people feel pain all over his body.

"Remember what happened today. In Zhonglu, a small Yu family and an unvalued descendant of the collateral family, leaving the family with a group of private army slaves with not very strong strength, will cause such damage to you.

"Zhonglu is a good place, and Puyang is even more a good place, but it is also a place where risks and people may die at any time."

"I can't be with you all the time, I have a lot to do. So, remember the lessons I learned today."

Ji Hao touched the healing wound on his body. He took a deep breath and asked his own question.

"Uncle Wenming, I have arrived in Central Land. I really want to know...What are the evil ghosts of the Yu clan and the Jia clan? Why do the jade coins you use have their emblems? Why do the Turtle Spirit Caravan pay taxes to the Jia clan's fleet? How could that Alu Zhai declare with confidence that he occupied a territory that did not originally belong to him?"

Manman raised his head in surprise: "Yeah, Uncle, does the pattern on your jade coins look the same as the heralds used by those evil spirits?"

Si Wenming smiled and nodded to Manman, sighed leisurely: "You will know these things when you arrive at Puyang. Manman, I will send you to find your dad and see how he arranges you. As for Ji Hao, there is a good place that suits you the most. I will take you to Puyang, just to send you to that place."

He gently patted Ji Hao's head with his palm, and Si Wenming smiled and said, "Young man, learn more, it's all right. Your injury is not serious, but it's not too light. Take a break and you'll be here when you wake up."

Ji Hao's head sank, his eyes darkened, and he immediately fell asleep in a daze.
Chapter completed!