Bone Painting Coroner

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Finally stood in front of Muzar.

Lai Hao looked at him from a condescending position, turning a blood-stained dagger in his hand. The blood slid along the tip of the knife to the ground, and a few drops dripped onto the tiger skin and Muzar's face.

Blood is still hot!

Sticky on the face sticky.

Muzar didn't blink.

The sharp bones of the coming man gently rubbed the bright red blood on the blade, and the bloody fingertips were rubbed, then put into the mouth, and licked with the tongue, the bloody smell permeated between the tongue and mouth, like poppy/poppy Generally, this person's nerves are stimulated, making him more excited.

It seems like a pervert!

"Muzal, can't think of it."

The voice is low and the tone is frivolous.

Muzar raised his head slowly, and it was Alashan's cool, stern face that looked into his eyes.

This is very different from the usual man who seems to be very gentle. At this time, Alxa's eyes are cold and bitter, quenching the murderous hatred.

That hatred went deep inside.

"In the end...you still have hatred in your heart." Muzar sighed.

"Then you have to give it to you!" Alashan grinned fiercely.

Tossed the dagger in his hand and inserted it into the bloody map.

Accurately inserted in the center of the map!

Muzar's eyes flickered, and the silver light from the blade flashed on his forehead.Alashan took two steps and said with a lip, "Muzal, my father once told me that he said that the person who didn't want to fight on the grassland was you, and the person who didn't want to get blood on the grassland. You, but... the cruelest person is also you! I didn’t understand at first, but later I knew

White."

"..." "My father was born and died for you for so many years. In order to save those herdsmen, he was shot dead by the people of the Barhu tribe. But what about you? Instead of avenging my father for the peace of the tribe, Muzha Oh Muzal, my father would rather spare his life and loyal to you for life, but how are you

Repay him?You let him die, you killed him!"

Scolded.

excitement.

Muzar heard his eyes wet.

The death of Alashan’s father has always been a knot that he cannot twist in his heart, and he is also very guilty.

After all, Alashan’s father, Charan, was born and died for many years, his brother, his right arm.

Alashan looked at the tears in his eyes, his anger was heavier.

"Muzal, it's been four years, and I have endured it for four years. I finally waited for this opportunity today. I will use your head and your blood to sacrifice my father."

Can't wait to drink his blood and eat his meat.Muzar looked at the dagger inserted on the map and pulled it off. The dagger was engraved with a life-like tiger, but it had eight sharp claws. It felt delicate and delicate to the touch, but because of the perennial friction , It was rubbed very smoothly, he said: "I gave this dagger to

Your father’s, I didn’t expect today that his son would use this dagger to kill me."

"You owe my dad a life!" "Yes, I owe your dad a life. When we were born and died together, when he was on the grassland, he suffered a lot of knives for me. My life is also from his enemies. He was rescued by Li, when he was shot alive with an arrow, and I was also very sad. I even hoped I could get a few arrows for him.

"

Alashan sneered: "If you really feel that you owe him, you should take soldiers and horses to avenge my father and destroy the Barhu tribe instead of saying it for peace." "Because the entire Barhu tribe is destroyed, you know that means What?" Muzar put down the dagger in his hand and slowly stood up, looking at Alxa and said, "Balhu is the earliest tribe established in this grassland. Although it is gradually declining, their leader Kehaido is a whole piece. Xisai Grassland

Prestigious people, this grassland was laid down by his ancestors. Without the Kehai clan, there would be no Hou Liao today. The person who killed your father was his subordinate, not the entire Balhu tribe."

"To shut up!"

"Alashan, you have no time to close it now." Muzar advised.

Alxa has completely lost his mind. He has only hatred in his heart, only revenge.He frowned like a knife: "Muzal, I'm afraid you are not qualified to say this! Don't forget, you have sent the Geta to take the soldiers to siege Viet Nam, and the remaining soldiers and horses have been left behind. I killed, now I’m the one outside. No one can save you! I’m going to avenge my father,

Kill you, you are dead, Hou Liao is mine."

"This is the deal you made with Hohhot? Join him to kill me?"

"Yes, when I was in charge of Hou Liao, I promised to help Hohhot to attack the Central Plains and dominate the world with him."

Desire, rights, status...

It really makes people crazy.

Muzar sighed and shook his head: "When your father is dying, someone will bring me a message, asking me to take care of you, never let you go astray, I think he thought about it, but it turns out that the son, Mo Ruofu, what you said today For, it turns out he had a foresight."

"You shut up!" "Alashan, do you know who Hoh Ho is? He is ambitious and dedicated only to killing, he does not allow two tigers in his eyes, how can he stay you? Killing the Central Plains, do you think it is simple? The soldiers and horses of the Great Frontier Fortress will let you fight for a few years, even decades. By then, not only Yuedan

Even the entire Xisai grassland will be uprooted by Dalinlian, and you can’t hold an inch of your land. Alashan, you should wake up. Hohhot will kill you if you eat people without bones."

"..." Alashan's eyes narrowed, his fists clenched.

"You give you a chance, if you close now, I will let you go."

can--

Alxa didn’t hesitate at all, his eyes were red, and at the next moment, he grabbed the dagger on the table, pointed at Muzhar, grinning like a hungry wolf, and sternly said: "I give you the opportunity, you are Break it yourself? Or will I give you a ride?"

He had just shot and stab the dagger over.

suddenly--

There was a mess of footsteps in the camp.

Quickly rushed in a pedestrian.

Suddenly surrounded Alxa.

Just as he was distracted, Muzar captured his wrist and slammed it hard.

His muscles and bones hurt and his palms loosened.

The dagger fell to the ground.

He hadn't recovered yet, and several soldiers immediately detained him and put him on the ground.

He was on the ground, his hands were put in his hands, his body was lying in front of him, and the ground in front of him was exactly the dagger that fell from his hand. And the defeated end.

He gritted his teeth and twisted his face, unwilling to admit defeat.

Struggling desperately on the shoulders, he shouted, "Let me go, let me go!" Despite this, he couldn't move anymore and was captured firmly.