Shan He Biao Li

Nanshan didn't understand why he would not dare to look at Chu Huan's eyes at that moment. Anyway, when he responded, he had subconsciously avoided Chu Huan's gaze. Soon, he felt that he was a bit inexplicable, so he insisted The scalp looked back again: "I ..."

Who knows, there was a slight pause. Nanshan had forgotten what he was going to say. He seemed to be a pupil who was suddenly called up to ask questions when he was distracted. A pot of water suddenly entered his mind, and he washed everything. .

Nanshan thought urgently: "Say something, I have to say something."

So he instinctively used his own mother tongue and spoke a Lizu tribe quickly, explaining with a clear voice: "Is n’t it right to talk to you? Do you see me? How can you stand there? Do you want to move? Want to be detoxified again, I was taken aback by you ... "

Nanshan's words came to an abrupt end here, because he felt that he was completely nagging, and he was talking about farts, and his feet moved back and forth, making it even more embarrassing for a while.

Fortunately, the speech of the Lishan people in Nanshan is upside down and unruly, and the speed of speech is almost fast to escape the gravity of the earth, so Chu Huan, a half-hanger, did not understand a word, and his ears were full of garbled characters.

Chu Huan didn't know how to respond to a bunch of garbled characters at this critical juncture, so he pretended to say calmly: "Okay, I know, your mouth is quite neat-can you find a way to block their horn?"

When this sentence was asked, Nanshan finally had room to answer. He immediately seemed to be relieved, and hurriedly picked up this step down: "Too much, not good."

Chu Huan: "If only the one who just played the trumpet?"

Nanshan hesitated and quickly rejected the idea: "Although they can, but once they find that his horn can't make a sound, the next one will immediately be on the top, useless."

Chu Huan: "Once the two sides fight, the situation will be very confusing. It is unlikely that each of them will remember the entire sequence. I think they must just stare at their former person in case they die before, The latter person immediately took over the horn command. "

Nanshan's eyes lit up, and immediately reacted: "So the latter must follow the former!"

"Do you have a way to lead them to run with you?" Chu Huan asked in a low voice. "Once they are pulled up and run, they must be chasing one by one. You tell the tribe to ambush. At the same time, you can do it at the same time. The arrows are good. If you keep the odd ones, kill the even ones, kill six or seven people, they will be in chaos. "

Nanshan listened and decisively called a whistle, and several hidden clan people suddenly appeared in the surroundings-it seems that only the fool of Dashan's age would make himself a living target, and the older people all have full experience, When they reached a place where the terrain was familiar, they would immediately drill into the woods and grass in front of and behind the house.

Nanshan quickly explained what they were doing. Although he didn't even say why, he relied on the prestige established in the clan for many years. Although the clan people were unclear, they had no objections and immediately split up.

Nanshan picked up the patriarch's scepter and handed it to Chu Huan: "Ignite me."

Chu Huan's smoke was thrown by Nanshan, but the lighter was still there. The scepter was very easy to ignite. The touch of the different-colored flame at the top suddenly jumped out and made a conspicuous halo.

As soon as the firelight ignited, Chu Huan and Nanshan immediately evaded in two directions in a spirited manner, as expected, the next moment, the "crazy dog" claws attracted by the firelight had arrived.

The two went out from both sides of the courtyard wall on two sides, and Nan Shan finally looked at Chu Huan's back with some anxiety.

Despite seeing Chu Huan's knife, he still panicked and couldn't help thinking that Wan Fang was only lucky, and next time he couldn't get it right? Even if it wasn't luck, what happened in case?

This paused Nanshan's footsteps, almost caught by a "crazy dog".

Nanshan raised his hand vacantly. "Crazy Dog" seemed to be slapped hard, his neck twisted to the side, "creak" broke off, and fell down heavily.

Nanshan barely suppressed the **** imagination in his heart, and he decided to believe Chu Huan-because he remembered that Chu Huan said that important things would never be casual.

But even though he was so determined, when he found that Chu Huan's figure disappeared in a flash, Nanshan couldn't help but get up-he couldn't see anyone, he would go up and down.

Nanshan stabbed a "crazy dog" who ran to him, grabbed the flat man on the neck of the "crazy dog", and tore him in half like tearing toilet paper, throwing it aside.

The flame on the scepter in his hand did not shake against the wind. Under the dim sky, it was like a fast passing meteor. He walked around the house in the family and walked up the "crazy dog" in the woods.

Due to the fact that this blame is very reliable, the "mad dog" group soon led by the number one, chasing one by one into a column.

The flat man who took the horn was planning to blow the horn again to make other companions surround Nanshan, but felt that a stream of air was blocking his horn and could not make a sound.

Nanshan seemed to be aware of it and turned back and smiled coldly at him.

The flat man was about to turn back to signal that his next person would take over the command, but only then turned back, and his eyes were suddenly full of blood. I saw a three-sided thorn dive down from a height, and pinpointed the "mad dog" behind him with a flat man on his neck.

Chu Huan pulled out his spikes, extended his hand in the direction of Nanshan and made a gesture of pretending to take off his hat, and then flashed away to avoid a wind arrow-disappeared again.

People from the Liyi tribe generally do n’t wear hats. Of course Nanshan does n’t know what his gesture means, but his ears are unexplained. Nanshan forced himself to devote most of his energy to the enemies behind him. All gave Chu Huan a glance with a smile.

Thinking about this, although he described his perseverance, his steps were not messy, but 15 buckets of water in his heart overturned together, causing a flood.

Seeing that Chu Huan succeeded, the ambush people immediately fired several cold arrows at the same time as Nanshan had instructed them. They flattened the flat pieces on the neck of the "crazy dog" into unshakable shapes.

The film crew's command was really chaotic. At the same time, four or five trumpets sounded, and the "mad dog" could not help but pause for a moment. I didn't know which one to listen to.

Xiaofang killed a group of clan members and cut off the enemy's column.

The Shoushan people and the flat people who drove the "crazy dogs" were suddenly caught in a dogfight.

Two kicks placed his injured good brother Dashan behind the big white stone, gave him a small crossbow to defend himself, and then got up to meet the black monster coming from the wind.

He almost killed his red eyes, unknowingly entered and exited the Mutai group, and was entangled in a close fight.

It didn't take long for the two kicks to scratch two deep bloodstains on the front chest and back, and he could not help but stagger.

Only in this step, a "crazy dog" Mutai rushed up under the command of the flat man on his neck, hit the teenager's back fiercely, knocked him to the ground, and then stepped on it with one foot His back.

The monster weighed a few hundred pounds, and when he stepped on it, he almost broke his bones alive, and the two kicks were black before his eyes, and he breathed out a painful breath.

Flat people: "Ah-ha!"

The "crazy dog" who stepped on the two kicks opened his mouth wide in preparation for his master's order, and prepared a wind arrow to result in the little ants under his feet.

The two kickers struggled and roared, and their fingers fell into the fine grass on the ground.

Suddenly, his back suddenly lightened, and the overstretched kick kicked over.

A dark-colored triangular thorns spooked out unexpectedly, and at the moment when the "Mad Dog" opened his mouth, he poked straight into his mouth and penetrated the throat all the time. Suddenly, blood spattered for three feet, spraying two kicks on the face ... Unfortunately, the teenager was too surprised to close his mouth.

Two kicks: "... pooh."

Chu Huan picked up the flat man with a trembling shake in one hand, and wiped the blood on the prismatic thorns on his body. The flat man's mouth made a hoarse and sharp sound. The language of Liyi, but his voice is too unpleasant and speaks too fast, he does not understand at the level of Chu Huan.

He trembled the flat man in his hand with considerable research spirit, fluttered in the wind, and made a "guilt" sound like a piece of paper. Chu Huan was like a country gangster who had never seen the world. Surprised to the kicker: "Hey, this thing is so soft!"

Two kicks: "..."

Afterwards, Chu Huan tried to poke the flat man with a triangular thorn, and only listened to "Pouting". The thing made a short scream, struggling, and dying.

Chu Huan wiped his hands and threw the body aside, regretfully saying, "It's a pity not to be strong, right?"

……if not? Do you want to use it as a pair of boots?

The two kickers looked at him without knowing, and nodded dumbly.

Chu Huan glanced at him and pulled out a napkin from his pocket. He himself had forgotten when this was eaten up when he was eating in a small restaurant outside, and it was wrinkled, and it was not clear whether it was used or not I have n’t used it yet, but Chu Huan has already been sloppy into this virtue, and he was actually embarrassed to say that he is more generous and stricter than his servant. Yo. "

During the talk, another Mutai threw at him, Chu Huan swept his side neck with a punch, and knocked the head of the "Mad Dog" to the side. He hadn't had time to slant it back. Chu Huan's short knife had been handed When it came, cut off the flat head of his neck. After watching the elder sister several times to take blood and brain sputum and poison sac, the anatomical picture of "Mad Dog" had completely entered Chu Huan's brain I already know how to deal with this thing with the least effort.

After solving the flat film, Chu Huan would not do any extra work and would not do much. He explained the second kick: "The big one is for you."

Turn around and leave.

The second kick looked at the "mad dog" who suddenly lost command.

"Mad Dog" Mutay: "Roaring ..."

The roar that was still sullen hadn't been completed yet, and it was cut in half by the jumping kick.

The second kick felt that his inner self-esteem had been sharply stung, and for a time he actually ignored the **** mouth of the front body and rushed out with great bravery.

The "crazy dog" that has lost its command has become a mess of sand. Although it is fierce, it has not been able to organize a wind arrow. The filmmaker was killed and the situation quickly reversed.

Nanshan extinguished the flames on the scepter, and ordered, "Kill them all!"

The counterattack and massacre began.

Xiaofang immediately took several people to form a blockade line at the foot of the mountain, not letting go of a "crazy dog" that leaked the net.

Chu Huan's toes poked on a "crazy dog" that had just been killed by him. The flat man on the neck of the "crazy dog" had his face cut off by the knife wind he brought, and he was rolling and howling on the ground. The thing has little fighting power, so Chu Huan didn't care about it for a while.

He looked up and felt that he seemed to have entered the final cleaning.

So Chu Huan slacked off, wiped the knife and the triangular thorns away and put them away, and while picking up the flat person, he recalled what he had done in front of Nanshan.

"I seem a little too unstable." He reflected on himself.

At this time, Chu Huan heard a shouting cry from behind him: "Slut King!"

Chu Huan almost shivered. When he turned around, he realized that he didn't know when he was near the patriarch's yard. A row of bear children who were protected in the yard were lying on the wall looking at him, waving at him happily.

Hua Guduo and her little classmate whispered to each other and asked, "How do you say" use to play "?"

Her little classmates were quite academic, and Wen Yan quickly gave an answer in Mandarin.

Hua Gu Duo quietly commanded the other children quietly, "I shouted" one two three ", and then we called this together, did you hear? One two three--"

The children pointed at the half-life flat-bed man in Chu Huan's hand and said in unison: "Slut King, use it to play!"

Chu Huan: "..."

Is this for fun? !

Chu Huan glanced at the horsewhip guarding the gate of the patriarch's house, and the horsewhip smiled shyly at him and said, "Good slut, it's fine."

Chu Huan: "..."

This name almost called him out of the desire to communicate.

The little bald man on the wall head was particularly excited. In order to show that he knew Chu Huan very well, he was like an agile fleshy bug. He overturned the head of the wall and jumped down.

As soon as Chu Huan saw this situation, he was so calm that he had nothing to do. He hurriedly threw the dying flatman to the cubs on the wall, and then, relying on his long legs, he turned away and disappeared.

The poor little bald man was riding on the wall in front of the village and the store, and found that although he and his true love had died together, the essence of true love was still a scum. Seeing all the children turned their eyes to themselves, he paused Jue sad came from it, riding on the wall of the patriarch's house and chuckled grievously.

When Nan Shan saw Chu Huan approaching him, he suddenly put his heart down. He was a real person. He noticed his mistakes and immediately thought about why he was there.

Until Chu Huan reached out a hand and shook it in front of him, Nanshan looked at him blankly.

Nan Shan opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but he was dazzled by the white gold ring on Chu Huan's finger.

His eyes narrowed first, then dimmed, and finally he completely retracted his gaze, silently silently. Nanshan held the patriarch's scepter with one hand, and his whole body was covered with blood, and he looked like a pitiful figure standing alone.

Chu Huan grabbed his shoulders from behind and asked strangely, "Hey, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Nanshan was a bit lonely. He gritted his teeth, regained his spirits after a moment, barely smiled, and asked Chu Huan, "How are I going to watch the gatekeeper, are you going?"