Tso Mu, who snatched from the side, wanted to regain the injured Zhimacuo, but Wu Yonglin did not give him such a chance.

Wu Yonglin untied the dead buckle that bound Zhimacuo's belt, lifted Zhimacuo's waist up, and then turned around suddenly. Zhimacuo was thrown out like a spinning shuttle pulled by silk thread. Wu Yonglin pulled the belt back with great force. Zhimacuo's body rotated several times in the air before hitting the ground.

When he screamed on the ground like a ghost crying and a wolf howl, the onlookers even gave the guy a delicious cow dung and horse dung meal, which directly turned his location into a compost yard, and Zhimacuo just perfectly merged with this pile of filthy things.

The evil people finally got bad retribution, without any hatred for no reason. What's more, Zhimacuo is not a good person. In order to achieve his own goals, he is simply doing everything to the local retail herders. In order to force them to sell the sheep and horses in their hands at a cheap price, he will poison some of their sheep and horses; some who try to leave with their baggage will chase after them without leaving; in order to sacrifice to the river god and the god of heaven, he will snatch back some beautiful women from the poor herders, and let innocent lives dissipate in the air.

In order to please all the separatist forces from all sides to conquer the separatist forces, he would tie up men of varying quality and hand them over to those people. Even the elderly in their sixties were not spared. There were more orphans and widows in this area, and those who could not survive became slaves of Tsomuhun and lived a dark day in the whip and abuse.

After the angry crowd did all this excitedly, some people burst into tears. This farce-like performance finally made the hearts of nowhere to vent their anger and suppress them for a long time relaxed.

They thanked this hero named Wu Yonglin from the bottom of their hearts. If he asked them to fight to the death at this moment, they would have gone to death without hesitation.

Tsomuhun next to him did not step forward and pulled Zhimacuo out of the cow dung and horse manure. From the moment he was covered by filthy things, he knew that this guy would not live.

Zhimacuo has a kind of cleanliness that others can't understand. After entering his felt tent, it first caught his eye was a striking and wide bathtub. Next to the bathtub was a kind of fragrance, soap beans and other decontamination items that only women use.

Everyone below knows that one of the things that Zhimacuo loves most is taking a bath. It often takes more than an hour to soak, and even winter is no exception. But this makes it difficult for the people below. Those people have no choice but to gather all the pots and stoves together to satisfy the big celebrity around Tsomu. They have shared the joys and sorrows with Tsomuhun.

Once, a servant accidentally broke into Zhimacuo's tent and saw a scene that she couldn't bear to look at. There were two naked men standing in the bathtub, and one man was helping another man to scrub. When did this person come in? How could he snatch his job? When she wanted to snatch the towel from the person who helped scrub the bath, the man turned his face and stared at her fiercely.

The man was actually Lord Tso Muhun. When she was young, she was about to withdraw, Lord Tso Muhun called her to go outside and watch out for a long time and not let anyone in. Today's matters must be broken in her stomach and she can't say a word.

Zhimacuo felt that this matter was not very safe, so he later asked someone to cut her tongue and sold her to other merchants.

Perhaps after the down-and-out Tsomuhun was hit mentally and physically, he was taken advantage of by Zhimacuo, not only fulfilling his requirements mentally and physically, but also spared no effort to rack his brains to get everything he had today.

In fact, Zhimacuo is attacking, and Chomhun is the recipient.

Chomhun became a homosexual, and perhaps it was a destructive act of self-abandonment and a little bit of self-abuse. Of course, it could also be a natural physiological need. The real reason is probably difficult for Chomhun to figure out.

The only thing Chomhun wanted to do now was to tear the man in front of him to pieces, and he killed his life's love. After Chomhun wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he rushed over like a tiger.

While Wu Yonglin's wound was bleeding, his will and strength were gradually eroding, and his body, which was not very flexible, became even more dull.

He was in a daze and saw Tso Muhun's true strength at this moment. Tso Muhun and Wu Yonglin came back to back. When Wu Yonglin tried to stop Tso Muhun from throwing him over his shoulder, Tso Muhun and Wu Yonglin fought for a while, and suddenly exerted force, and even put their whole body into a "one" character with Wu Yonglin's strength. Wu Yonglin, who had no time to guard against this move, could not bear Tso Muhun seemed white and tender, but his body weighed almost 200 kilograms, which caught him off guard and had an intimate contact with the hard grass that had been polished behind him.

Before Wu Yonglin could react, Cuomhun pressed his body with a huge force on the falling Wu Yonglin. After that, he could only hear the sound of punching the flesh and the sound of broken ribs.

After a "puff" sound, a stream of blood surged out of Wu Yonglin's mouth. Wu Yonglin felt that his internal organs seemed to have been crushed. When he was breathing, he had to use a lot of force to get fresh air. Perhaps in a short while, the air in this world would no longer belong to him.

Cuomhun reached out and grabbed the wound that Wu Yonglin had just cut with a knife. The blood was squeezed out along the gap of Cuomhun's fingers. At this time, Wu Yonglin could no longer feel the pain. The bleeding leg that was caught by Cuomhun reflexively spasmed and lost consciousness. Perhaps the medicinal properties of the poison just buried the pain that should have a huge reaction.

Wu Yonglin was dragged like a dead fish, leaving a string of clear blood lines where his back contacted the grass. At this moment, he looked at the white clouds in the sky, and before he could enjoy the boundless beauty, he began to faint slowly.

When the surroundings were supposed to be quiet, there was noisy sound. He wanted to open his eyes to see what was going on around him, but his tired eyes just couldn't open them.
Chapter completed!