Chapter 1355: Mama is a **** [please give me a monthly vote]


    "Shen Lu, look at it!"


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


    Most of the head is deformed and sunken, and the bursting eyeballs are hanging outside the eye sockets, which looks very terrifying. If the maid were here and carefully identified her, she might be able to recognize a little bit of residual familiarity. Isn’t the owner of this head the messenger?


    As soon as the words finished, a loud and long whale song rang out from the sky.


    But in an instant, the shadow of a giant bow-back whale quietly appeared in the sky. In the blink of an eye, the fins of the bow-back whale swung gracefully in the water waves, just blocking more huge rocks that were about to fall. The maid who saw this scene was stunned for a long time and lay in the ruins and forgot to move. Until she heard a scream from the crowded refugee group: "My son-"


    "Please save my son-"


    "Don''t push it anymore!"


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


    The maid endured the discomfort and took a look in the voice.


    Just a glance, my limbs were so weak that they were weak.


    A woman was crowded by the crowd and moved forward, her hands tightly trying to grab the child not far away. Looking at that child, he is not old and still looks like a teenager. Faced with the chaos of war, there was no crying or making a fuss, and there was no response from the woman.


    This child couldn''t respond.


    The whole face was squeezed into purple, bleeding from all seven orifices. The hand that stretched out was raised high in a distorted and strange posture. The body floated forward with the slowly squirming crowd, rising and falling. Until the explosion broke out again, the crowd squeezed again, and the boy completely "sinked" and was stepped on by many feet into a meat paste.


    A very good living person was pushed to death.


    There were also refugees in the crowd shouting, "Don''t squeeze anymore", but the results were minimal, and screams were continuous, and everyone was running away in panic. He tried hard to push the crowd forward, hoping to go faster, for fear of leaving his life a step slower.


    The maid took a breath and gritted her teeth and got up.


    "These thieves..."


    She could see that the weird big fish in the sky was blocking the huge rock thrown in by the catapult cart, and I don’t know how long it could last. If you can''t hold on and the stone hits the crowd, no one here can live! Strong hatred surged into my heart.


    This is not the first time she has fled in the fire of war, nor is she facing chaos, but she has seen traitors attacking the city and targeting the fugitives. This is even more hateful than massacre of the city!


    Warlords massacre cities, mostly for money, and killing is the second priority.


    The scene in front of me is for the murder.


    How can an unarmed ordinary person resist such an offensive?


    The maid didn''t care about resentment, wiped off the blood mixed with mud and sand near her eyes with the back of her hands, enduring the severe pain and trying to move her body. Her strong desire to survive made her forget the severe pain for the time being, and her blood was boiling all over her body, and there was only one thought in her mind - live!


    but-


    Can she really survive?


    The number of huge rocks in the sky has increased significantly and the coverage has expanded. The weird big fish alone cannot be completely blocked. A "fish that escaped the net" accidentally fell several feet away from her. The morale attached to the surface of the huge rock exploded in an instant when it came into contact with the ground, and the strong air waves blew her backwards. When the maid was conscious again, she was desperate to find that her right leg could not move at all.


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


    Slash with one knife, cut off your legs and survive, and maybe you can still survive.


    "I, I just want to live..." The maid saw another huge rock coming from the cracks 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 your eyes, and finally turned into a whisper, "Mom-"


    Bang—


    The explosion was deafening.


    But consciousness did not fall into the expected darkness.


    The strong white light penetrated the gap, making her almost unable to open it.


    In a trance, she seemed to see the surface of the boulder in the white light, cracked and crushed into powder. The strong light caused her to be temporarily blind, and her eyes were covered in white. When the field of vision had another color, she saw a sword edge penetrate the gap in the ruins and flew upwards, and the "prisoner" that trapped her was opened. The master holding the long sword tightly had a pretty face.


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


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


    A collapsed stone wall pressed against her right leg.


    Even if she pushed the wall away, her legs were pressed into pieces and she could not heal anymore. She would not be able to survive such injuries.


    The maid saw that the other party''s pupils moved a little.


    The eyes fell to the injured leg, as if thinking.


    The maid dared not guess what the other party was thinking at this moment - be kinder, give herself a sword so that she would not be so painful to leave; be cruel, leave her behind and wait for death to come. It seems to be inhumane, but it is actually very common on the battlefield. Not to mention that she is a commoner, even if the soldier suffers such severe injuries, he will be abandoned by the robes because this is the best solution.


    No matter how clear she understands, she doesn’t want to die like this.


    The maid stretched out her soft right hand and touched the cold metal on the other party''s combat boots in her palm. This coldness made her lose too much blood and her consciousness gradually blurred. 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 gave birth to her, and gave her another life when she ran away from the city last time she fled...


    "Go to sleep, it''s all over when you wake up."


    Familiar voices carry the power to soothe people''s hearts.


    The biting cold wind instantly turned into a warm and gentle breeze, wrapping her whole body. She couldn''t help but let go of her tight heartstrings, and endless sleepiness surged towards her. The warm sea water shook her from east to west, from south to north, and there was a soft murmur in her ears.


    In a trance, it seemed like I had returned to that hot childhood.


    She curled up, with a thin quilt covered her belly, and her head resting on her mother''s thin legs. She had a bad sleeping condition and occasionally she had to roll down her legs. There was always a dry and warm palm that dragged her face just right and let her move back to the original place.


    While shaking the palm-leaf fan slowly to dispel the heat of the heat for her.


    "Mama, I''m temporarily in control."


    The crowd was really difficult to control, so Gongxi Qiu simply used his own power to directly suppress the crowd, so that they could not continue to push forward, and the soldiers who rushed to the crowd had already begun to clear the crowd. The fleeing people could not recognize the clothes of the guards, and they thought they were the guards in the city. In order not to cause greater panic, I had to make a decision.


    We can’t let the common people know that they are the siege.


    That''s not scared to death?


    “Yes, yes, don’t panic, fellow villagers…”


    "Yes, all the bandits were blocked outside the city..."


    "Our general is extremely brave, how can the enemy be compared to?"


    Perhaps these shouts worked, or perhaps the earth was moving and explosions were gone, or perhaps there were no more huge rocks falling in the sky, the crowd was finally relieved and began to cooperate with the soldiers'' command. Shen Tang stood at the height of the ruins and looked at the dark sea of ??people below. The tone that was stuffy in his heart finally relaxed.


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


    Gong Xiqiu said, "I committed suicide when I was caught."


    Shen Tang sneered: "He died quickly!"


    When he received the box of corrupt heads, the army was in full swing, and Shen Tang directly overturned the table to attack the city. Although the defenders in the city had the advantage of being high in the city, they could not resist the high military power of Shen Tang, and the city wall barrier was broken for a while. Shen Tang and his friends climbed the city to fight directly, cut off the banner, and the enemy resisted and found that they could not defeat them, so they ordered the catapult cart in the city to change direction.


    "The deputy general was caught, he was afraid of death."


    When he was caught, he kept calling for injustice, saying that the order of the envoy of the royal court was the order of the envoy of the imperial court. Gong Xiqiu asked where the envoy was now.


    The deputy general said that the messenger created chaos to achieve the goal of restraining the situation and ran away while the chaos was in trouble. However, the deputy general also revealed that the envoy was a **** who could be used by the Lord of Qi Kingdom and was a **** warrior.


    According to this feature, people should be caught.


    "Is it a castrator? Rare."


    “Yes, it’s really rare.”


    The martial artist has strong personal strength and his talent can be seen at a young age, and the possibility of becoming a **** is extremely low. Wang Ting didn''t want to raise a bomb that would retaliate at any time. He would be cautious when choosing eunuchs to serve in the inner court. He had to be a poor boy with no talent to be purified. Occasionally, there are fish that miss the net, and the martial arts they cultivate can only make people stronger.


    However, there are always exceptions in everything.


    The messenger is obviously one of them.


    The captured deputy general said that the envoy was also a seventh-class duke and one of the confidants of the Qi Kingdom. In recent years, by helping the king to blackmail and make money, he has been promoted and awarded a title step by step. He likes to play with power the most, and takes human life aside, and harms many loyal ministers and righteous men from Qiguo.


    "Catch it back and stripped Lingchi."


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


    "Okay, Lingchi! Mama, who is you holding this person?" Gong Xiqiu saw Shen Tang holding something in one hand from afar. I looked closer and found out that I was a woman with her right leg broken.


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


    From the perspective of the remaining martial arts, you can tell who cut it.


    The woman''s facial features are covered with sand and plasma, and she cannot tell what she originally looked like. Gong Xiqiu thought she was Shen Tang''s acquaintance, and the other party was unconscious and did not forget to approach the latter''s arms, and he would not let go of his hands.


    "I don''t know you, I''m a refugee."


    "Refugees? What''s the special place?" The entire inner city was in chaos, and countless refugees were buried under the ruins waiting for rescue. How could Mama go here to save a refugee alone? With her temperament, it is more likely that who will go to save whom?


    Shen Tang: "...You are quite long-winded."


    Gong Xichou''s eyes widened a little: "…Mama?"


    Shen Tang sighed: "It''s this voice."


    She heard someone shouting "Mama" in the ruins, and only then did she rescued the person and found that it was not "Mama" but "Mom".


    "Speaking of this, Gongxi Qiu, I don''t seem to ask 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 every request. Well, there was no room for negotiation except to bury her back into the coffin.


    He pointed to his mouth, opened his mouth, and made a "mama" lip: "This is very simple. When a baby was born, he was very fragile and could not express his needs in words. He could only pronounce "Mama" naturally. As long as he shouted, the baby''s heart would be calm and he would stay away from hunger. The ancestors prayed to God in trouble, and God responded. Isn''t it a kind of love?"


    "So... are you actually calling God''s mother?"


    Every time he calls Mama, is he a mother?


    Chen Tang knew for the first time that she liked to be a mother for many years.


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


    Mama, in the Gongxi clan, it means god. The name of young women is because they have the ability to create life. Young women are ordinary gods trapped by their flesh in the language of the Gongxi clan. He thought Mama knew this.


    Chen Tang: “…”


    The two of them have a big difference in their understanding.


    Gong Xichou approached Youyou and said, "Didn''t Mama notice it? I didn''t call ''Mama'' to everyone..."


    This word is a respectful term, referring to "God".


    Of course, not anyone can abuse it.


    Chen Tang: “…”


    She recalled it carefully and it was true.


    Gong Xiqiu often calls Bai Su and others with their professional titles, calling them "female king", "girl", "female girl", or calling them with name and surname. At that time, I thought Gongxiqiu was selective to follow the local customs, but I didn’t expect that they could actually distinguish clearly.


    “…Why does the high priest never shout?”


    Gong Xiqiu will change his words to "Your Highness" in public places, such as when discussing important matters, and sometimes he will do his own things, Jimo Qiu always uses "Your Highness". Is there any point in this?


    Gong Xiqiu felt that this problem was inexplicable.


    "The eldest brother is a high priest, a righteous servant who serves God. If he can call His Highness directly, why should he use a nickname?"


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


    Gong Xiqiu gave an inappropriate chestnut.


    "This is like the secular world. A family can just call her husband a legitimately, but a concubine cannot do it, and she will lose her status."


    Chen Tang suffocated after a while.


    “…Your metaphor is too inappropriate!”


    Let’s replace it, what is this combination of burning winter? ? ?


    Chen Tang''s key point, Gong Xiqiu obviously did not fully understand: "This metaphor is not good? But in the secular world, there is no girl who has one daughter and two husbands who can even make two husbands separate... He Shu Congratulations to the brothers... Their example does not completely match."


    all in all-


    "I just missed the status of a high priest." He pursed his lips and expressed his dissatisfaction again. "I still don''t understand why God likes Big Brother more than me. We look like each other, younger than him, and can speak more than him."


    The high priest chose him back then...


    He is definitely the one who dances best in all high priests!


    "He was born first? I will say this and keep my reservations."


    Gong Xiqiu''s mouth is owed...


    If it weren''t for his strong strength, he would have been beaten to death.


    Chen Tang handed over the rescued woman to the injured barracks, and then encountered a problem - the woman grabbed her sleeve tightly and refused to let go. Between breaking sleeves and taking off clothes, Chen Tang chose the latter.


    Take off your shirt and get free again.


    Before leaving, I told the military doctor on duty in this tent: "I cut off her legs. When she wakes up, remember to tell her that there is still a chance to grow this leg and let her recover from her injuries."


    Only when you recover from injuries, you will have the opportunity to be as sound as before.


    (`)


    I don’t know if everyone has paid attention to the outrageous serial rectification recently. I thought it was funny, but this development has been a bit worrying recently. Big data is still pushing posts that create anxiety... Look at the length of my article, I feel guilty.


    PS: Every time Xiaopoyou goes out of the circle, it is unexpected.


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