Shan He Biao Li

In many clubs, there are a group of horses with various auras. What kind of horse racing, pure blood, are taken out for reselling, and even a house can be changed. However, if the noble ladies in these horses are put together, it is about There is only room for a longer face than anyone else.

This is the best horse that Chu Huan has encountered in his life.

A single-horse herbivore shuttles between monsters and dense fog. Its fear does not have to be announced. Chu Huan can feel that the biological instincts are not so easy to restrain. However, the fear is returned to fear, but the big white horse has not been panic. It never refused to be taken aback, always kept alert, followed the instructions of the man on horseback with a little caution, and at the same time, it was also trying its best to find a way out.

But think about it too. Since a person like Nanshan is given away, the gift must be the best.

The big white horse got rid of the snake-like lizard-like monster in the water, and walked forward for a while. Chu Huan heard the looming roar from the deep fog.

The dense fog in front of him reminded him of all kinds of biochemical pollution in horror movies. Out of scientific common sense, Chu Huan's only acceptable explanation was that these monsters were subjected to some kind of pollution or radiation, and became an abnormal variant. .

Think of it this way, the monster is okay, but will the little bald inhale so much mist, will it be a problem?

"Are you afraid?" Chu Huan asked softly.

The little bald head and the little serpent glanced at each other, only to change the way they huddled together, and at the same time stood up.

Chu Huan sighed: "Little boys ..."

In this world, probably only children who do not understand **** will face up to the undetectable danger, so they raise their heads in a brazen manner to show that they have nothing to worry about.

Anyway, no one expects them to really take any responsibility.

Chu Huan: "I understand now, why is your little lady with flowers and bones happy to cry you if you're okay."

Da Baima's footsteps were hesitant, and Chu Huan's heart was the same.

This very experienced person and one horse have already judged. The direction of the roar is probably the Liyi people on the other side of the bank. Now the whole family of the little bald head is over there ... well, Nanshan too.

When Chu Huan thought of Nanshan, he was involuntarily anxious. He felt that he didn't have to see Nanshan again, but he only had a few words to tell him that Nanshan was okay.

Anxiety is like a wildfire in my heart, and the flutter is unstoppable, so Chu Huan is hesitant.

But the wildfire burned his chest, but did not burn his brain. After a meal, Chu Huan turned his head slightly: "No, let's go back to the other side first."

The big white horse understands, but the little bald head and the little serpent are at a loss for adults' volatility-he suppresses the crying little bald head and wants to bring them back to the clan. Why did he turn back suddenly?

The white horse followed the current and ran in the direction they came from.

After all, Nanshan is the head of a family and an adult, but the little bald head is not. This annoying little cub's skill points are added to tree climbing and trouble. Chu Huan cannot take him into unknown dangers.

He decided to send the little bald head away as soon as possible, and entrust it to the villagers who lived in the mountains along the way, and then rushed back to cross the river to the Liyi settlement.

"This time we better not get lost," Chu Huan unknowingly switched to Chinese and whispered, "I better have time."

Otherwise, in case something happens over there, is he responsible for raising this ridiculous boy?

Chu Huan glanced at the little bald head and thought sadly: "Then I just died there to give the beautiful man martyrdom."

It is a pity that the plan is always unable to keep up with the changes. The reason why "reality" is called "reality" is because it is always very different from what it envisaged.

The white horse, which was running at high speed, suddenly kicked up, and the white horse wailed with pain. Its front legs were soft, and its footsteps were chaotic. It almost fell. However, it probably reminded that there were people on it, and it stumbled. , Still stopped desperately.

Chu Huan saw a wound on the thigh's thigh and was caught by something, and thin blood stains flowed into the river.

The little bald man's eyes widened and he said a word that Chu Huan hadn't heard. Chu Huan covered his mouth.

"Hush—" Chu Huan stared at the wound on the horse's leg, but all his energy had been transferred to his ears.

At this time, he hopes that his hands are not so fast, and the guns are not so active.

An incredibly fast black shadow suddenly burst out of the water, and the white horse instinctively retreated, being held tight by Zhu Huan's reins.

At the next moment, the black shadow hit the Chuan thorn fiercely, the friction sound like a thin metal piece scratched on the glass, and it sounded in the depths of the dense fog, which made people feel a horror.

The impact happened in an instant, and Chu Huan understood the gap between the two forces when he tentacled. He grasped the small bald head in one hand, and his body lay down to the side and back, and his waist almost bent into an arch bridge. If it was not for his hasty Chu Huan is full of unloading skills, and Chu Huan wonders whether this sudden impact will break the triangular thorn with his arm.

Chu Huan saw clearly that the thing he threw was the little monster that broke into his residence that night and was broken by Nanshan.

Its body is full of hard nails and mane like steel needles, and there is only a soft flesh at the side of the neck. The nails are not connected to the bristles. If he did not have dizziness at the time, then Chu Huan remembered that Nanshan first used five fingers The side neck of the monster was used, and by the power of the body's rotation, its neck was twisted with a blow.

Chu Huan: "Catch me well!"

The little bald head immediately buried his head in his sudden arms and hugged him tightly. Chu Huan released a hand and buckled his neck precisely the moment the monster pressed against the top of his head.

He used five fingers to make claws, grabbed it fiercely, and drove the monster into the water from a mid-air in a short scream. When the monster fell into the water, Chu Huan raised a prismatic thorn. Flesh and blood.

A large group of blood was blooming like a dazzling firework, the monster dyed and screamed, opened his mouth at Chu Huan, Chu Huan felt a strange airflow, he suddenly thought of the latch that he automatically opened that night, and had no time to think about it. , The body has moved first-he slammed sideways, blocking his head and neck and the child in his arms with his arms and left shoulder.

A sharp tingling pain on his arm seemed to be pierced by a long needle, but the clothes were not broken at all.

It's like a needle in the air.

For a few seconds, Chu Huan looked at the dead monster and his intact coat, and suspected that he had again appeared illusory without logic.

But the snake wrapped around the little bald head suddenly straightened up to his arm, and he seemed very nervous.

At the next moment, Chu Huan started to feel cold and numb at the tingling place. The feeling of paralysis spread quickly along his left arm. Chu Huan felt uncomfortable. He immediately rolled his sleeves up and saw himself on his upper arm. Sure enough, there was a stab wound, and there was not much blood, but the wound had turned dark purple.

What exactly was the injury and how did it come? Chu Huan couldn't understand it until this moment. He has lived for so many years. Such a thing is unheard of, but it is not the time for evidence. He made a decisive decision, gripped the handle of the triangular thorn, temporarily blocked the blood flow, and then pulled out the short knife Nanshan gave him, and cut his wound with a knife, black blood poured out, and after Chu Huan squeezed, I sucked a lot out with my mouth until the bleeding turned red.

There was nothing else on Chu Huan's body, only a bamboo tube wine given to him by Nanshan. At this moment, the dead horse had to be treated as a living horse doctor. Chu Huan took off the bamboo tube to rinse his mouth and poured it all over the wound.

Chu Huan is no stranger to the feeling of alcohol pouring directly on the knife wound.

The pain was hot, but it was definitely not such a painful method-it was really hit into the bone marrow and stabbed into his brain, and the heart was eroded. It was the same as the one where Nanshan gave him medicine in the small guest house in the county. It feels exactly the same.

This bamboo tube is filled with medicinal wine.

Can the medicated liquor be drunk indiscriminately, will it cause a more terrible chemical reaction with the toxin? Chu Huan was no longer worried, and he was alive with cold sweat that was sore all over his body, and the sweat was quickly dried in the cold mist, so there was no need to mention the embarrassment.

The sound of the water became more and more turbulent, and the Dabaima hesitated for a moment, suddenly turned his head upright, and headed back towards the river bank on the Liyi tribe's side. Chu Huan shook himself to stabilize himself, but he didn't stop him.

Sometimes an animal's instinct to seek advantages and avoid harm is sharper than that of humans, and there must be something in front of it that makes it feel terrible.

It ’s really leaking in the house, and it rains at night. At this moment, Chu Huan heard the sound of water behind him suddenly become tyrannical. He looked back and saw that three or four monsters covered with black armor were just chasing like this. Come up.

In the distance came the rumbling, sullen thunder and movement, and at the same time, the weird airflow wave came again.

Chu Huan was invisible, inaudible, and indistinguishable. He could only rely on that intuition that was walking on the edge of life and death. The sound of the fabric was torn, and Chu Huan ’s windbreaker was opened with a mouth. Slashed his collar.

There was residual poison on his left arm, and his left body began to become cold and dull.

It is never a good thing to fail at the upper body at this juncture.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third airflows followed, Chu Huan escaped dangerously and twice, and by the third time, the black guy had chased him and stretched out his sharp claws. , Caught head-on.

Chu Huan kicked on his chest, and the black guy flew out in pain, suddenly opened his mouth to him, exposing the black hole behind his fangs.

Lying trough, this is another trick!

This time Chu Huan had unavoidable, because the angle was tricky, he avoided it, and the invisible air arrow would hit the little bald head.

But resist hard again, Chu Huan doesn't know if he will become a zombie who can still gasp ... or the sense of paralysis reaches his heart and lungs, then he will be a zombie who will not gasp.

In the electric light and stone fire, he had to protect the little bald head while lifting the short knife in his hand in vain to block it.

A surprising thing happened. Half of the knife was sent out. Chu Huan actually had the feeling of "what he hacked." His hand holding the knife suddenly tightened, and he applied force to cut it. It was the "air" that broke into two pieces, one of which passed Chu Huan's shoulders, and the other beat on the monster's face, giving it a sharp slap in the face, and half of the face was sharp Wound.

This is a knife that can split the wind ...

But before waiting for Chu Huan to come back from the perception of "holding his own artifact", his big white horse jumped up and jumped over the body of the suspected crocodile in the water-they obviously returned to the place where they were, and The two "mutated crocodiles" that have been thrown away are again outflanked from both sides.

Chu Huan had lost the temper of the mother, and had to drag the half-hearted body against the battle again.

The white horse hissed and walked through the two monsters fearlessly. Chu Huan cut off the protruding nose and mouth of a monster at a speed that was unclear. The sense of concussion caused by the sound of the toy he had ignored. Go up, because the other shook his huge head and slammed into him.

Chu Huan planned not to fight with his right arm left, holding up with a short knife.

At this time, something strange happened.

Some strange waves suddenly appeared in the white mist. Chu Huan's knife passed through the monster, and the monster passed through him ... as if it were just an unusually realistic 3D image.

Or ... ghost shadow.

The monster fell into the water, and the splash did not arouse, and the little monsters who were chasing after him seemed to evaporate from the air.

what's the situation?

The people who ran all the way and stopped in full of doubts and uneasiness, the little poisonous snake suddenly slipped away from the little bald head, Chu Huan didn't hold one, it had been plunged into the water, and it swam away a few Too.

The roar in the distance disappeared unconsciously.

It was only then that Chu Huan discovered that the water here seemed to be much shallower than before.

Does that mean ... they are going to the shore soon?

Everything is like a dream, but the cold sweat on the body is still there, the sleeves soaked in blood are still there, and the stiffness of the left body is still there. Twenty minutes later, when Chu Huan had begun to have difficulty breathing, the horseshoe hit the land .

His vision began to blur, and his ears gradually became inaudible. Chu Huan felt that he should be more optimistic, for example, expecting that the snake that ran away was actually calling people ... but it can lead them in view of its way. Lost urine, he felt a little delusional.

The monster that suddenly appeared and disappeared has completely disturbed his brain that adheres to materialism. Chu Huan ca n’t tell himself whether he is sober. Only the small bald atmosphere dare not lie in him. Arms.

Suddenly, the little bald man stretched his neck and seemed to see something. Chu Huan heard tinkling in his tinnitus, and then he noticed the sound of "Abba".

Chu Huan narrowed his eyes and distinguished Nanshan, Xiaofang and Xiaobald his dad in the confused vision.

The little snake was wrapped around Nanshan's arm, and he really went to find someone. This wicked animal actually worked after tens of thousands of pit fathers.

Several men from the Liyi clan immediately surrounded him, and Chu Huan was unable to hear what he said. He exhausted his last effort and immediately handed the little bald man to his dad.

And when he instinctively went to Nanshan, he found that Nanshan had grasped his left hand sometime-his left hand was completely unconscious.

Chu Huan wanted to come down from the horse with Nanshan's strength, but just after a move, the foot stuck in the saddle suddenly softened, and he planted it from the horse.