Back Off, Let Me Come

Chapter 13551355: Mama is a **** [please vote]

"Shen Lu, watch carefully!"

Shen Tang held a **** head in his hand.

Most of the head was deformed and sunken, and the exploded eyeballs hung outside the eye sockets, which looked very scary. If the maid was here, if she looked carefully, she might be able to recognize some residual familiarity. Isn't the owner of this head the same messenger?

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud and long whale chant sounded in the sky.

But in a blink of an eye, the shadow of a giant humpback whale quietly appeared in the sky. In the blink of an eye, it turned from transparent to solid, and the flippers of the humpback whale were seen swinging gracefully in the water waves, just in time to block more falling boulders. The maid who saw this scene stared for a long time, lying in the ruins and forgetting to move. Until she heard a scream coming from the crowded refugee crowd: "My son—"

"Please save my son—"

"Stop pushing!"

The woman's shrill voice was quickly swallowed up by the noisy environment.

The maid endured the discomfort and took a look at the sound.

Just one look made his limbs weak with fear.

A woman was pushed forward by the crowd, her hands desperately trying to catch the child not far away. Look at that child again, he is not very old, he still looks like a teenager. Faced with the chaos of war, he didn't cry or make a fuss, and he didn't even give the woman any response.

The kid couldn't respond either.

The entire face was bruised and bruised, with bleeding from all the orifices. The outstretched hand was raised high in a twisted and weird posture. The corpse moved forward with the slowly squirming crowd, rising and falling. Until the explosion happened again, the crowd panicked and squeezed again, and the boy completely "sinked" and was trampled to pulp by countless pairs of feet.

A good living person was pushed and squeezed to death.

There were also refugees in the crowd shouting "Stop crowding", but with little effect. The screams were continuous and everyone was trying to escape in a panic. He tried his best to push the crowd forward with both hands, hoping to go faster, for fear that if he took a step slower, he would lose his life.

The maid took a breath and gritted her teeth before getting up.

"These thieves..."

She could finally see that the weird big fish in the sky was blocking the boulders thrown in by the catapult, and she didn't know how long it could last. If you can't hold on, the stone will hit the crowd directly, and no one here will survive! Strong hatred surged into my heart like crazy.

It was not the first time that she had to flee for her life in the flames of war, nor was it the first time that she had faced chaos, but it was the first time that she had seen rebellious officials and traitors attack the city and target the fleeing people. This is more hateful than massacre!

Warlords massacre cities mostly for the sake of wealth, and murder is the second most important reason.

The scene in front of me was about killing people.

How could unarmed ordinary people withstand such an attack?

The maid ignored her hatred and wiped away the blood mixed with mud near her eyes with the back of her hand, enduring the severe pain and trying to move her body. The strong desire to survive made her temporarily forget the severe pain, the blood in her body was boiling, and there was only one thought in her mind - survive!

but-

Can she really survive?

The number of boulders in the sky has obviously increased, and the coverage area has expanded. Even the weird big fish alone cannot completely stop them. A "fish that slipped through the net" happened to land a few feet away from her. The morale attached to the surface of the boulder exploded the moment it came into contact with the ground, and the strong air wave blew her backwards. When the maid regained consciousness, she desperately found that she could not move her right leg at all.

At this moment, she wished she had a knife in her hand.

If you chop it down with a knife and break off your legs, you may still be able to survive.

"I, I just want to live..." The maid saw another boulder about to fall from the gap in the ruins above, and endless despair filled her heart. The light and shadow of the first half of life flashed rapidly in front of my eyes, and finally turned into a whisper, "Mom-"

Bang—

The explosion was deafening.

His consciousness did not fall into the expected darkness.

Strong white light penetrated the gap, stinging her so much that she could hardly open her eyes.

In a daze, she seemed to see in the white light that the surface of the boulder was covered with cracks, broken into pieces, and crushed into powder. The bright light caused her to become temporarily blind, and her vision was completely white. When other colors appeared in her field of vision again, she saw the edge of a sword penetrate the gap in the ruins, fly upward, and the "prison" that trapped her was opened. The master holding the sword tightly has a pretty face.

The other party asked her: "Can you get up?"

The maid shook her head instinctively: "I can't get up, my..."

A collapsed stone wall pinned her right leg.

Even if she pushed the wall away, her legs were crushed into pieces and would never recover. She couldn't survive this kind of injury.

The maid saw the other party's dark pupils move a little.

His gaze fell on the injured leg, as if he was thinking.

The maid dared not guess what the other party was thinking at the moment - be kind and give her a sword to make her departure less painful; be cruel and leave her to wait for death. It seems inhumane, but in fact it is very common on the battlefield. Not to mention she was a commoner, even if the soldier was so seriously injured, he would be abandoned by Pao Ze because this was the best solution.

She understood, she understood, but she didn't want to die like this.

The maid stretched out her weak right hand, and her palm touched the cold metal on the opponent's boots. This coldness made her wake up a little bit as her consciousness gradually blurred due to excessive blood loss. She didn't know what she said: "Mom...save me, save me..."

In a trance, I seemed to really smell the fragrance of my mother.

Her mother gave her a life when she was born, and gave her another life when she fled from the city...

"Go to sleep, it will be over when you wake up."

A familiar voice has the power to soothe people.

The biting cold wind turned into a warm and gentle wind in an instant, wrapping her whole body. She couldn't help but let go of her tense heartstrings, endless sleepiness rushed toward her, and the warm sea water shook her from east to west, from south to north, and there were soft murmurs in her ears.

In a trance, it seems that I have returned to that hot childhood.

She curled up with a thin quilt covering her belly, and her head rested on her mother's skinny legs. She was not sleeping well, and occasionally she would roll off her legs, but there would always be a dry and warm hand that would just pull her face back and make her move back to where she was.

Youyou shook the cattail leaf fan to dispel the scorching heat for her.

"Mama, this is under control for now."

The crowd was really difficult to control, so Gong Xiqiu simply used his own power to directly suppress the crowd so that they could no longer push forward. The soldiers who arrived had already begun to clear the crowd. The fleeing people did not recognize the uniforms of the guards and thought they were city guards. In order not to cause greater panic, I had to acquiesce.

We can't let the common people know that they are the ones attacking the city.

Isn’t that scary to death?

"Yes, yes, folks, don't panic..."

"Yes, all the bandits have been blocked outside the city..."

"Our general is extremely brave and brave. How can our enemies compare to him?"

Perhaps these shouts had an effect, or perhaps the earthquake and explosion had faded away, or perhaps there were no more boulders falling from the sky. The crowd was finally calmed down and began to cooperate with the soldiers' command. Shen Tang stood at the height of the ruins and glanced at the dark sea of ​​people below, and the suffocating feeling in his heart finally relieved.

She asked Gong Xiqiu: "Is the guard dead?"

Gong Xiqiu said: "He committed suicide when he was caught."

Shen Tang sneered: "He died quickly!"

When he received the box of corrupted heads, the morale of the army was at its peak, and Shen Tang immediately turned over the table and attacked the city. Although the defenders in the city had the advantage of being high in the city and deep in the city, they were unable to withstand Shen Tang's excessive force value, and the city wall barrier broke into pieces soon after it persisted. Shen Tang and others went directly to the city to fight and cut down the flag. The enemy resisted and found that they could not defeat them, so they ordered the catapults in the city to turn around.

"The deputy general caught him. He is afraid of death."

When he was caught, he kept shouting that he was wronged and said that the direction of the catapult was turned by the envoy from the royal court. Gong Xiqiu asked where the messenger was now.

The deputy general said that the envoy created chaos to contain the situation and ran away during the chaos. However, the deputy general also revealed that the envoy was a **** who was used by the leader of Qi State and was a **** warrior.

If you arrest people based on this characteristic, you should still be able to catch them.

"A eunuch? Rare."

"Yeah, it's really rare."

A brave warrior has great personal strength, and his talent can be seen at a young age. The possibility of becoming an **** is extremely low. The royal court also does not want to raise bombs that can retaliate at any time. It will carefully select the chamberlains to serve in the inner court. They must be poor boys with no talent to purify themselves. Occasionally, there are fish that slip through the net, and they are not very talented. The martial arts they cultivate can only make people stronger.

However, there are always exceptions to everything.

The Messenger is obviously one of them.

According to the captured lieutenant, the envoy was still a seventh-class official and one of the confidants of the leader of Qi State. In recent years, by helping the country's leader to extort money, he gradually rose to the rank of nobility. On weekdays, he likes to wield power most, and he cares about human life, killing many loyal ministers and righteous people of Qi State.

"Catch him back and strip him naked."

Shen Tang decided this person's life and death in a few words.

"Okay, Lingchi! Mama, who is this person you are holding?" Gong Xiqiu saw Shen Tang holding something in one hand from a distance. Taking a closer look, I confirmed that it was a woman with a broken right leg.

The wound on the right leg is as neat as a mirror.

Judging from the remaining martial energy, we can tell who cut it.

The woman's facial features were covered with sand and blood, making her original appearance unrecognizable. Gong Xiqiu thought she was an acquaintance of Shen Tang, and even when she was in a coma, she did not forget to move closer to the latter's arms and would not let go.

"I don't know him. He's a refugee."

"Refugees? Is there any special place?" The entire inner city was in chaos. There were countless refugees buried under the ruins waiting for rescue. Why would Mama come here to save a refugee alone? Based on her temperament, it is more likely that the one who is closer will save the other, right?

Shen Tang: "...You are quite wordy."

Gong Xiqiu's eyes widened a bit: "...Mama?"

Shen Tang sighed: "That's the sound."

She heard someone shouting "Mama" in the ruins, and when she rescued the person, she discovered that it was not "Mama" but "Mom."

"Speaking of which, Gongxi Qiu, I don't seem to have asked you why the Gongxi clan calls young women 'Mama'?"

This question is actually a bit boring and inappropriate.

But Gong Xiqiu always responded to her requests - well, there was no room for negotiation other than burying her back in the coffin.

He pointed to his mouth, opened his mouth, and made the mouth shape of "mama": "This is very simple. When a baby is just born, he is very fragile and cannot express his needs in words. He can only pronounce 'mama' naturally. As long as he shouts, the baby's heart will be at peace, and he will be free from hunger and pain. The ancestors prayed to God in difficult times, and God responded. Isn't this a kind of love? "

"So...you are actually calling God Mother?"

Does every word he calls "mama" mean his mother?

Shen Tang knew for the first time that she had loved being a mother for many years.

Gong Xiqiu was greatly shocked and surprised that Mama's understanding was even more amazing than his: "How could it be? Mama is a god."

Mama means God in the Gongxi clan. It is used to refer to young women because they have the ability to create life. In the language of the Gongxi clan, young women are mortal gods trapped in the flesh. He thought Mama knew this.

Shen Tang: "..."

The meanings understood by the two people are indeed very different.

Gong Xiqiu came closer and said quietly: "Didn't Mama realize that I don't call everyone 'Mama'..."

This word is an honorific and refers to "god".

Of course not just anyone can abuse it.

Shen Tang: "..."

She recalled carefully, and it was really like this.

Gong Xiqiu mostly calls Bai Su and the others by their professional titles. Those without professional titles are called "nujun", "girl", "nu Niang", or both by their first and last names. At that time, I thought that Gong Xiqiu just chose to follow the local customs, but I didn't expect that people could actually tell the difference clearly.

"...Why does the high priest never shout?"

Gong Xiqiu would change his name to "Your Highness" in public situations, such as when discussing official matters. At other times, he would go his own way. Jimo Qiu would always use "Your Highness". Is there any point in this?

Gong Xiqiu found this question puzzling.

"My eldest brother is the high priest, a divine servant who serves God in a legitimate manner. He can call you His Highness directly. Why does he use a pronoun?"

Shen Tang: "...I don't really understand the difference between the two."

Gong Xiqiu gave an inappropriate example.

"This is like the secular world. The main wife can legitimately call her husband "husband", but the concubines cannot, and their status is lacking."

Shen Tang held back a complaint for a long time.

"...Your metaphor is too inappropriate!"

To put it another way, what kind of winter-burning combination is this? ? ?

Gong Xiqiu obviously did not fully understand Shen Tang's point: "Isn't this a good metaphor? But in the secular world, there is no girl who has one girl and two husbands and let the two husbands divide the size... What He said about Brother He Xin... Their example is not complete. Match."

all in all-

"I just lacked the status of a high priest." He pursed his lips and once again expressed his dissatisfaction, "I still don't understand why God likes the eldest brother more than me. We look alike, and we are older. He is younger and can speak better than he does.”

If the high priest had chosen him back then...

He is definitely the best dancer among all the high priests!

"He was born first? I'd say that with a grain of salt."

Gong Xiqiu owes this mouth...

If he hadn't been strong, he would have been killed long ago.

Shen Tang handed the rescued woman to the wounded soldier camp, when she encountered a problem - the woman held on to her sleeve and refused to let go. Between cutting off his sleeves and taking off his clothes, Shen Tang chose the latter.

Take off your coat and be free again.

Before leaving, he did not forget to tell the military doctor on duty in this tent: "I cut off her leg. When she wakes up, remember to tell her that there is still a chance that the leg will grow back and let her recover well."

Only when you recover from your injuries can you have a chance to be as healthy as before.

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I don’t know if you guys have paid attention to that outrageous serial rectification recently. I thought it was funny, but this recent development is a bit worrying. Big Data keeps pushing posts that create anxiety... Look at the length of the post, I feel guilty. .

PS: Every time Xiaopoyou comes out of the circle, he is unexpected.

"I resisted, but I was fighting DPS!" "What do you want to do?" The group card is a lightning protection, can't you play Jianwang 3? "Yes, I want to attract more people to join the group." I am convinced that true love is Jian Wang San.

PS: Is this what it feels like to be an NPC? Online gaming and e-sports stories come into reality.