Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

　　 Now, several people finally stopped.

　　 They held their weapons and looked around carefully, but only the whispers of birds and noisy insects in the grass.

　　 Seeing that the sun was about to set, a few people decided to deal with the body of "Long-legged" Former first, and they couldn't let him hang on it.

　　 They climbed up the tree and cut off the branches of the tree. Then they dug a hole and buried Former in this land.

　　A few people don't know the specific story of Fomeer. They only know that he loves his family deeply. After all, he always says sorry to his wife.

　　 also had no tombstones, they stood in front of this shabby mound, each mourning.

　　 It's getting dark soon, and a few people can only pick up some dry wood and plan to rest nearby.

　　 In the evening, everyone didn't want to sleep. They were still thinking about the scene they saw during the day. Especially for Corleone, that scene had a great impact.

　　 A good friend of his, just like this, left the world suddenly, just like Joe, no one could have expected it.

　　 Corleone stood up angrily, waved the wooden stick in his hand, and practiced the Gude swordsmanship continuously, trying to release the anger in his heart.

　　 The others were also silent. One-eyed Pauly was stirring a twig in the burning campfire.

　　Fakner looked around vigilantly, guarding against beasts or monsters that appeared from the dark.

　　 The forest at night is so quiet, the original insects, songs, and birds have disappeared, the moon is covered by dark clouds, the whole land is shrouded in darkness, and the trees under the firelight are like that with their teeth and claws.

　　 A few people cheered up, no one planned to go to sleep, but a sleepiness swept everyone, making them drowsy.

　　 I don't know how long it took, and with a harsh scream, everyone became sober.

　　The sharp-eyed Facknet noticed that "Big Ear" Mickey was caught by something and was quickly dragged into the depths of the woods.

　　 The figure holding Mickey was so amazing, it was about to catch up with the tens of meters high tree, in the vague darkness, only a few huge antlers could be seen.

　　 "Mickey!"

　　 "Go and save him, hurry up and follow."

　　 "You can't be crazy, such a huge creature, are you looking for death when you catch up?"

　　 "Should I give up Mickey now? He is our companion. The "Long Legs" is dead. I won't let anyone die."

　　 Corleone and Fackney both planned to rush forward, but they were stubbornly held by the one-eyed Pauli, while the fat Jack on the side was scared and paralyzed to the ground.

　　 "Why, all this happened to us, I just want to live..." Fackney gave up the struggle and knelt on the ground.

　　 Corleone still wanted to rush to save Mickey, but he was firmly hugged by the one-eyed Pauly's waist with his hands. In fact, he was strong enough to break free of Pauly's block.

　　 But Corleone didn't use his full strength. Did he feel fear after seeing the giant beast? It is true.

　　 He only has a wooden stick in his hand, and relying on this stick to kill such a giant beast that is tens of meters high is simply a big joke.

　　 Even if he is fully armed, any human being will feel invincible when he sees such a huge monster. He still retains the courage to rush through, which is already commendable.

　　 Corleone has gone through a lot of battles along the way, but he still has a long way to go before he can truly grow.

　　 He finally gave up the action. Seeing Corleone calm down, Pauly let go of his hands helplessly.

　　 It's just that Corleone's lips were bitten out of blood by himself.

　　 In the distance, Mickey's screams were getting farther and farther away from them, and then they were no longer heard.

　　 "Let's find a bunker, don't stay on the spot anymore, we will leave as soon as the day breaks." Pauly helped the fat Jack, who had collapsed on the ground, again.

　　 The remaining four people walked a little longer, all hiding behind a big decayed and collapsed tree.

　　 Fat Jack looked a little sluggish, he hasn't recovered yet.

　　 Corleone borrowed the dagger in Fackney's hand to sharpen the wooden stick in his hand.

　　 They dare not light any more bonfires, they can only look forward to the dawn.

　　 I finally survived for an unknown amount of time, a gleam of light penetrated the densely covered leaves of the tree, the milky white mist filled the forest, and the faint fragrance of flowers was floating in the air.

　　 A few of them stood up from behind the big tree and walked towards the place where Mickey was caught before. As expected, there were still branches that fell from the ground among the trees.

　　 But this time, traces of drag and a small amount of blood can be seen on the ground.

　　 "Are you chasing it? I don't think this is a wise decision." One-eyed Pauly expressed his opinion.

　　 "What can we do if we catch up? Continue to bury a corpse, and then, who will be buried next?"

　　 Baoli went on to say: "This monster captures one person every day, instead of killing us all. It seems that this guy treats us as prey to play with."

　　 Fackney said annoyedly: "Then where we can hide, obviously it knows our whereabouts..."

　　 "Go ahead, we have no choice."

　　 Corleone saw the depressed three people in front of him, he breathed out a long breath and said to them:

　　 "Why do we give up at this time, UU Reading www.uukānshu.com, we escaped the hunt of the knight, we escaped the spider's nest, and we have also crossed half of the black forest."

　　 "If we die here, no one will remember us, so we should unite and we must be strong."

　　 "If today is my death date, then I must also make a few holes in that monster!"

　　 The night before, Corleone thought a lot, remembering how he overcame the fear in his heart in the dark and sticky lair, in the blood and dusty mine, and also remembered Joe’s words:

　　 Don’t shrink from a strong enemy, hatred calls us to fight, Corleone, you must firmly remember that hatred is the source of strength, it will make you fearless, never forget, never forgive!

　　 Hatred gave Corleone courage, which came from the dead friend Fomeer, and Mickey whose life and death were unknown.

After listening to Corleone’s account, Fackne stood up and replied: "Well said, none of us have a teenager to understand, then continue to search for Mickey, even if only the corpse is left, we will bury him. ."

"No, you are seeking a dead end, that kind of monster, that kind of existence is not something we can touch, it may be a god, maybe a devil." Fat Jack was not moved by Corleone, he seemed to be completely Shocked.

　　 "Jack, you have to follow us anyway, don't you want to stay here alone?" One-eyed Pauly finished talking, ignoring Jack's struggle, and put his arm around Jack's shoulder.

　　 The four people continued to track, and found that the trees in front of them had become scarce, as if someone had opened a dirt road in the depths of the black forest.

　　 Sure enough, after they continued to move forward, they found some simple torches stuck on the ground on both sides.