Romance of Gods

Chapter 81 Black Plague God·Cracking Gallbladder
"Quick! Kill towards Zheng Zhuang!"

On the path from Caizhou to Xinyang, a cavalry team of more than a hundred people was rapidly sweeping through the mountains and forests.

Wherever he passed, birds fell to the ground and beasts cried and howled, for no other reason than that.

Because leading this team to gallop was actually ten colorful tigers with exposed fangs and green eyes!

Han Chang held a heavy black gold sword in his hand, and the low green thorn bushes kept scratching and scratching the heavy armor on his body.

As soon as he touched the fur on the neck of the tiger under his seat, infinite love arose in his heart, and at the same time he gained a new understanding of Qi Ming's abilities.

According to Qi Ming, these ten tigers were stolen by him from the mother's womb and fed with his own blood.

Now these ten tigers are all connected to human nature, and have a very powerful effect on ordinary beasts.

With this fierce tiger in charge, he could be arrogant for a while with Wei Jun behind his back, but without the support of his mount, he wouldn't be able to make any waves.

Han Chang danced with a black gold ball weighing more than [-] kilograms. With a few clicks, several waist-thick pine trees blocking the front of the team immediately broke.

With a fierce rider underneath him and a sharp weapon in his hand, Han Chang was filled with murderous intent.

He thought of Chen Yan, the thief who made him so embarrassed that he almost died!
If you can meet him in Zhengzhuang this time, you must smash him into minced meat to feed this tiger!
The tiger seemed to feel what it was thinking, and let out a low roar, and its speed increased a few points out of thin air.

……

"Save me...save me..."

"It's uncomfortable! It's uncomfortable!"

The isolated village was still surrounded by people rolling in the mud, and screams of pain continued one after another.

The soldiers were still cleaning up the ghost nest in an orderly manner, but everyone's faces were filled with despair.

The dirty organs in some people's mouths had just been removed, and after vomiting for a while, dark granulations popped up again.

Many people scratched themselves with bruises all over their bodies because of the pain, and most of them were tortured until they were skin and bones.

Chen Yan led the fully loaded Beiwei army to stop outside the crowd and looked solemnly into the distance.

Seeing that the plague did not get better before it left him, the joy of defeating the enemy army was gone.

Chen Yan thought to himself that although they came and went quickly, they were not sloppy at all.

But coupled with the fight with the Jin army on the way, more than an hour had passed.

Although 30 people are many, under the investigation of [-] sergeants, we should have a clue.

"Everyone, stay where you are!"

"Yes!"

After experiencing a real fight, the barrier between Zhongbei Weijun and Chen Yan has been completely eliminated, and they responded immediately to his orders.

Men, women, old and young were all piled on top of each other. The scene was chaotic and there was no place to stand. Chen Yan could only dismount his horse and walk quickly towards the village.

"General Chen! General Chen!"

A young sergeant suddenly stopped him.

"you are?"

The sergeant held the bulging sack and smiled shyly, "My name is Xiaoer, and I am a subordinate of Captain Zhou."

Chen Yan pulled him over with a smile, hugged him, kept walking, looked ahead, and asked: "The God of Plague has not been found yet?"

The waiter was a little frustrated when he heard this, "I've found it after looking for it. Mr. Ou said that if you beat the black plague god for an hour, the plague will resolve itself. But now, I have been whipped for thousands of times, and this plague is not cured at all."

"Since Mr. Ou said it will take an hour, it will be an hour. If the time is not up, it will naturally not be cured."

Chen Yan patted his shoulder, smiled and comforted him, "Where is the Black Plague God?"

Xiao Eryi pointed at the black smoke billowing into the sky, "Over there, Mr. Ou and the others are all there."

"Okay, go and report to the two generals that they won a great victory against the Kaizima. The whole army has returned and is waiting outside the village." "Yes...but I have to send these pickled things to be burned first."

"I'll carry it over for you."

"Thank you General!"

Chen Yan took the sack and looked at the figure of the waiter running away, feeling depressed.

If you catch the Plague God, instead of killing him directly, you have to wait for an hour.

Putting aside those strange remarks, he felt that they were stalling for time.

Around the fire wall in the south of the village, away from the crowd, dozens of lush willow trees have been burned dry by the continuous flames, and their leaves have dried up.

Snapped!
Snapped!
Ten strong and powerful sergeants formed a circle, holding thin willow branches, and kept whipping the old woman transformed by the Black Plague God.

The number of sergeants transporting ghost nests to burn continues unabated.

Ou Zhun and others stood watching not far away. When they heard the crisp sound like firecrackers, everyone's expressions became numb.

"Old Ou, are you trying to trick us?"

Feng Shanshui couldn't help but question again.

According to Ou Zhun, with the whipping of thin willows and the demonic power of the plague god dissipating, the plague should be getting better, but now it is getting worse.

Su Wuchou frowned and said, "If the Ten Commanders are here, there must be a way."

"As I say, just slap him to death and everything will stop!"

Ou Zhun's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his beard was tangled, "I suggest... we should wait a little longer..."

boom!
The big sack was thrown directly into the fire, and the sparks flew around like peacock tails.

Heavy footsteps approached quickly, and several people turned around together. Su Wuchou felt relieved, "Captain Ten, you are finally back!"

Feng Shanshui was even more surprised. He jumped in front of Chen Yan, pointed at Ou Zhun and shouted: "Captain Ten! This old guy is a spy of the Jin Army!"

Ou Zhun was anxious and argued: "You can't say this nonsense, I and your respected master are old acquaintances!"

"Bah! You old thief is shameless. We think you are a spy sent by the Jin Army to cause trouble. Maybe you are the one who spread this plague. What a black plague god, you are talking nonsense!"

Seeing a few people getting into a verbal spat, Chen Yan ignored it and strode behind General Zhiliu. He frowned when he saw the old woman who was covered in ghost nests and was whipped until thick liquid burst out.

[A terminally ill old woman]

He turned around and asked, "Mr. Ou, is this the Black Plague God?"

Mr. Ou sighed repeatedly under Feng Shanshui's scolding. After hearing this, he walked to Chen Yan and said in a deep voice: "General, please move and speak."

Chen Yan nodded, raised his hand to stop Feng and Su who were about to follow, and came to a secluded place with Ou Zhun.

"The general must also be able to see that this woman's appearance is horribly sick and very different from the others."

Chen Yan remained calm and said, "According to what Mr. said before, this person is most likely the Black Plague God. Does it mean that to kill this God, one must beat him with willow branches for an hour?"

Ou Zhun looked troubled, "That's...that's the old man's nonsense."

Chen Yan sneered, no wonder Ou Zhun wanted to move. If those sergeants knew that he was being treated like a stupid boy, they wouldn't know how to hate him.

"Tell me what happened."

"If it hadn't been for that woman, I would have asked General Dong to send someone to kill the old woman immediately! But the appearance of the woman made me hesitate."

"woman?"

"Yes, woman!"

(End of this chapter)