Of Mountains and Rivers

Many clubs have a group of horses with various auras, such as racing horses and purebreds. There is only room for comparison.

This is the best horse Chu Huan has ever met in his life.

A single-handed herbivore shuttles through the monster and the dense fog. Its fear does not need to be expressed, Chu Huan can feel that the biological instinct is not so easy to restrain. It would never be easily startled, and remained vigilant all the time, following the instructions of the man on horseback with some caution. At the same time, it was trying to find a way out by its own methods.

But think about it, people like Nanshan, since they are giving away, they must be the best.

The big white horse shook off the snake-like lizard-like monster in the water, and walked forward for a while, when Chu Huan heard the faint roar coming from the depths of the dense fog.

The dense fog in front of him reminded him involuntarily of the various biochemical pollutions in horror movies. Out of scientific common sense, the only explanation Chu Huan could accept was that these monsters were all polluted or radiated and became abnormal mutants. .

Thinking about it this way, the monster is nothing, but the little bald man has inhaled so much mist, will there be a problem?

"Are you afraid?" Chu Huan asked softly.

The little bald head and the little poisonous snake looked at each other, changed their trembling appearance when they were huddled together just now, and at the same time puffed up their chests.

Chu Huan sighed: "Little brats..."

In this world, probably only children who don't understand bullshit can stand up in the face of undetectable dangers so brazenly, to show that they have no scruples.

No one expected them to take any real responsibility anyway.

Chu Huan: "Now I understand why your little sister Huaguduo takes pleasure in beating you when she is fine."

The big white horse hesitated a little, and Chu Huan felt the same in his heart.

This person with a lot of experience has already judged that the direction of the roar is probably the Liyi tribe on the other side, and now the whole family of the little bald head is there... Well, Nanshan is also there.

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

Anxiety is like a wildfire in the heart, which cannot be extinguished, so it is rare for Chu Huan to hesitate.

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

The big white horse understood, but the little bald man and the little poisonous snake were puzzled by the adult's capriciousness—he suppressed the crying little bald man and wanted to take them back to the clan, why did he suddenly turn back?

The big white horse followed the current and ran in the direction they had come from.

After all, Nanshan is the head of the clan and an adult, but the little baldhead is not. This annoying little boy's skill points are all added to climbing trees and making troubles. It is impossible for Chu Huan to lead him into unknown dangers.

He decided to send the little bald head away as quickly as possible, temporarily entrusting him to the villagers living in the mountains along the way, and then rush back to cross the river to the settlement of the Liyi tribe.

"We'd better not get lost this time," Chu Huan unknowingly switched to Chinese, and whispered, "I better be in time."

Otherwise, if something happens over there, will he be responsible for raising this annoying bastard?

Chu Huan looked down at the little bald head, and thought sadly: "Then I might as well die there for the beautiful boy."

It's a pity that the plan can't keep up with the changes. The reason why "reality" is called "reality" is because it is always different from the imagination.

The big white horse, which was running at high speed, kicked unexpectedly. The big white horse whimpered in pain. Its front legs were weak, and its steps suddenly became chaotic. It almost fell down. However, it probably remembered that there was someone on it, so it staggered again and again , in the end still desperately stopped.

Chu Huan saw a wound on the big white horse's thigh being scratched 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 had never heard before, and Chu Huan covered his mouth.

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

At this time, he wished that his hands were not so fast, and he was not so active in handing over the gun.

An unbelievably fast black shadow suddenly rose from the water, and the big white horse instinctively wanted to back up, but Chu Huan grabbed the rein and pinned it in place.

The next moment, the black shadow slammed into Chu Huan's triangular thorn, and the sound of friction was like sharp metal scraping against the glass, resounding in the depths of the dense fog, which made people feel creepy.

The impact happened in an instant, and Chu Huan had already understood the difference in strength between the two when he touched his hands. He grabbed the little bald head with one hand, and his body suddenly lay down sideways, his waist almost bent into an arch bridge, if he hadn't hastily The unloading skills are very good, and Chu Huan doubts whether the sudden impact will break the triangular thorn and his arm together.

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

Its whole body is covered with hard nails and mane like steel needles. There is only a piece of soft flesh on the side of the neck. The nails and bristles are not connected. If he was not old and dim-sighted at that time, then Chu Huan remembered that Nanshan clasped it with five fingers first. It grabbed the monster's side neck, and then, with the force of its body rotation, twisted its neck in one blow.

Chu Huan: "Catch me!"

The little bald head immediately buried his head in suddenly's arms, and hugged him tightly. Chu Huan freed up a hand, and at the moment the monster pressed on top of his head, he pinched its neck precisely.

He made claws with five fingers, grabbed it fiercely, and plunged it into the water from mid-air while the monster let out a short scream. The moment the monster fell into the water, Chu Huan raised his three-edged thorn, and stabbed it into it with a "poof". flesh and blood.

The mass of blood bloomed like burning fireworks, and the monster let out a scream when it was dying, and opened its mouth wide at Chu Huan. Chu Huan felt a strange gust of air, and he suddenly remembered the latch he had automatically pushed open that night, and he had no time to think about it. , the body has already moved one step ahead - he turned sideways suddenly, blocking his head and neck and the child in his arms with his arms and left shoulder.

There was a sharp stabbing pain on his arm, as if he had been pierced by a long needle, but his clothes were not torn at all. Chu Huan rolled around with the three-edged thorn indiscriminately, but nothing happened.

It's like a needle made of air.

For a few seconds, Chu Huan looked at the utterly dead monster and his intact coat, and suspected that he had another illogical hallucination.

But the snake wrapped around the little bald head suddenly straightened up against his arm, looking very nervous.

The next moment, the place where Chu Huan was stinging just now began to feel cold and numb, and the feeling of being paralyzed quickly spread along his left arm. Chu Huan suddenly felt that something was wrong, he immediately rolled up his sleeve, and saw that his upper arm was Sure enough, there was a stab wound on the body, and it didn't bleed much, but the wound had turned black and purple.

What exactly was the injury and how it came about, Chu Huan couldn't understand until this moment. He has lived for so many years, such a thing is unheard of, but now is not the time for research.He made a decisive decision, clamped the handle of the three-edged thorn, temporarily blocked the blood flow, then pulled out the short knife Nanshan gave him, and cut open his wound with one knife, black blood gushed out, Chu Huan squeezed, and then Suck a lot with your mouth until the bleeding turns red again.

Chu Huan really didn't bring anything else with him, only a bamboo tube of wine that Nanshan gave him, and now Sima had to be treated as a live horse doctor. Chu Huan took off the bamboo tube to rinse his mouth, and then poured it all on the wound.

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

It hurts, it hurts, but it's definitely not this kind of pain - it really pierced into the bone marrow and directly into his brain, piercing to the bone, similar to the one that Nanshan gave him medicine in the small guest house in the county. The feeling is exactly the same.

This bamboo tube is filled with medicinal wine.

Can the medicinal wine be drunk indiscriminately, and will it have any more fatal chemical reaction with the toxin?Chu Huan was no longer in the mood to worry, he was covered in cold sweat from the pain, and the sweat was quickly dried in the cool mist, so there was no need to mention the embarrassment.

The sound of the water became more and more turbulent, and the big white horse hesitated for a moment, then suddenly turned its head on its own initiative, and went upstream towards the river bank on the Li Yi tribe's side. Chu Huan shook himself to stabilize himself, but he didn't stop it.

Sometimes the instinct of animals to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages is more sensitive than humans, and there must be something scary in front of them.

It was really a house leak and it rained all night. At this moment, Chu Huan heard the sound of water behind him suddenly become violent. He looked back and saw three or four monsters covered in black armor and bristles chasing after him like this. up.

There was rumbling and thunder-like movement in the distance, and at the same time, the strange air fluctuation came again.

Chu Huan couldn't see, hear, or distinguish, so he could only rely on his intuition of walking on the edge of life and death to pounce forward, the sound of fabric being torn, and the back of Chu Huan's windbreaker was cut open, Slit his collar.

There seemed to be residual poison on his left arm, and his left half of his body began to become cold and dull.

It is never a good thing to have upper body paralysis at this juncture.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third air currents followed one after another, and Chu Huan narrowly escaped twice, and by the third time, the black guy had already chased him and stretched out his sharp claws at him , catch it head-on.

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

Fuck, it's this trick again!

This time Chu Huan had no way to avoid it, because of the tricky angle, he dodged it, and the invisible air arrow would hit the little bald head.

But if he resisted again, Chu Huan didn't know if he would become a zombie who could still breathe...or if the numbness spread to his heart and lungs, he would be a zombie who couldn't breathe.

In the blink of an eye, he had no choice but to protect the little bald head while raising the short knife in his hand to block it in vain.

A surprising thing happened, the knife was halfway out, and Chu Huan actually had the feeling of "I hit something". It was the "air" that broke into two pieces, one of which passed Chu Huan, and the other slapped the monster on the face, giving it a big slap in the face, and half of its face was cut with a sharp line. the wound.

This is... a knife that can cut through the wind.

But before Chu Huan could recover from the realization that "he was holding a divine weapon", his big white horse suddenly leaped over the corpse of a suspected mutant crocodile in the water—they obviously returned to the place just now, and The two "mutated crocodiles" that had been thrown away once again outflanked them from both sides.

Chu Huan didn't even have the temper of scolding his mother anymore, so he had to drag his paralyzed body to fight again.

The white horse neighed, and fearlessly passed through the two monsters. Chu Huan cut off the protruding snout of one monster with his hands at an unseen speed. On it, because the other threw its huge head and bumped towards him.

Chu Huan planned to fight for his only remaining right arm, and went forward with a short knife.

At this time, something strange happened.

There seemed to be some kind of weird fluctuation suddenly in the white mist, Chu Huan's knife shuttled past the monster, and the monster shuttled past him... as if it was just an unusually realistic 3D image.

Or... ghost shadows.

The giant beast fell into the water without any splash, and the few little monsters chasing behind seemed to evaporate from the air.

what's the situation?

The people who were running wildly all the way stopped in the midst of extreme doubt and anxiety. The little poisonous snake suddenly slipped down from the little bald head, and Chu Huan didn't catch it. It plunged into the water and disappeared after a few ups and downs. up.

The roaring sound in the distance disappeared unconsciously.

Only then did Chu Huan realize that the water here seemed to be much shallower than before.

Does that mean...they're going to shore soon?

Everything was like a dream, but the cold sweat on his body was still there, the blood-soaked sleeves were still there, and the stiffness on the left side of his body was still there. Twenty minutes later, when Chu Huan was having difficulty breathing, the horse's hoof hit the land .

His vision began to blur, and his ears gradually became hard to hear. Chu Huan felt that he should be more optimistic, such as hoping that the snake that suddenly ran away was actually calling for people... But since it can lead them all the way Lost, he felt a little wishful thinking.

The monster that suddenly appeared and disappeared has completely messed up his materialistic mind, and Chu Huan himself couldn't tell whether he was still awake, only the little bald head nestled under him arms.

Suddenly, the little bald head stretched his neck, as if he saw something, Chu Huan faintly heard him call "Abba" amidst the tinnitus, and then he noticed the voices of people from far to near.

Chu Huan squinted his eyes, and tried hard to distinguish Nanshan, Xiaofang, and little bald-headed father in his confused vision.

The little snake was wrapped around Nanshan's arm, and he really went to find someone—after cheating on his father ten thousand times, this beast actually worked.

Several men from the Liyi tribe immediately surrounded him, saying something in a hurry, Chu Huan could no longer hear him, and he used his last bit of strength to hand the little bald head to his father from the horse.

And when he instinctively went to find Nanshan, he found that Nanshan had grabbed his left hand at some point—his left hand was completely unconscious.

Chu Huan originally wanted to use Nanshan's strength to get off the horse, but just as he moved, his foot stuck on the saddle suddenly softened, and he fell headfirst from the horse.

【Volume [-]: Alien World】