Feng Yu finally showed a reassuring smile and sped up the leather whip!

Similarly, the woman in front of him didn't make a sound the whole time, probably because she was frightened by the sudden beast tide!

He turned around and glanced at Yang Xiaotian, who was almost next to him, and thought: Why is your horse running slower and slower! So he shouted at Yang Xiaotian: "Is your horse powerless! Hurry up!"

After speaking, he drove the horse one step ahead, after all, in order to shorten the time for the gate to close, the opening was not large, that is, it could allow a horse to move forward, so he thought that he was advanced, Yang Xiaotian followed closely, and when the time came, as soon as the gate was closed, all of them would be safe!

Thinking of this, Qiye urged the horse to fight a little harder.

"Where are you going?"

"Come back!"

However, when he entered the gate, there was the voice of Uncle Leopard Skin overhead, and when Qiye looked back, Yang Xiaotian did not follow closely, but continued to ride along the road.

"Squeak!" When Seven Nights found out and wanted to turn around, the door had already begun to close.

Feng Yu was in the courtyard, and when he saw that Xiaotian had not yet entered, the gate had already been closed, so he rushed to the gate like crazy, slapping and roaring wildly!

Fortunately, the villagers of Chrysanthemum Village stopped her, otherwise, the latch behind the gate would have been pulled out by her.

The door was not closed for a while, and the sound of crashing outside the bamboo wall was heard, as if knocking on a bamboo stick.

Qiye did not hesitate and climbed directly to the top of the bamboo wall.

When I came to the top of the bamboo wall, Qiye could see clearly the scene of hundreds of soul beasts outside, throwing themselves into the net against the thorn bamboo, and the blood flowed like a river in an instant.

He didn't have the slightest mood to "appreciate" the tragic scene in front of him, but looked for Yang Xiaotian on the road ahead, only to see that his back had gradually faded away, and he shouted loudly: "Xiaotian!"

It is said that Yang Xiaotian has already ridden out this distance, and it is impossible to hear the sound of Qiye at this time, not to mention that there are countless soul beasts roaring with teeth and claws between them.

But Yang Xiaotian seemed to hear the call of the Seven Nights, turned around, and smiled at the round castle, as if he was saying his final goodbye to the brothers.

"Howling!"

"Ah Tian, my brother!"

Feng Yu and the fat man had also come to the bamboo wall at this time, just in time to see Yang Xiaotian looking back and smiling, like the afterglow of farewell, deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, Feng Yu sat on the ground, hoarse.

But it was too late, because it was impossible for Yang Xiaotian to hear it, and even if he did, would he come back? The answer was impossible, since he decided to turn the horse's head and move on, he had already doomed this result, a one-way trip with no return, without the company of relatives, let alone the encouragement of friends, and a lonely death in the face of indifferent death.

"Howling!"

Several people were still screaming, and their voices were quickly annihilated in the rush of the soul beasts.

Qiye still wanted to jump down and die with his best brother, but fortunately, the leopard skin uncle next to him grabbed him with one hand, with tears in his eyes, and said, "He did it on purpose!"

Without waiting for them to react, he continued: "He wants to use his own life to lure away most of the soul beasts, relieve the pressure on our round castle, and bring hope for life!"

Only then did a few people stop shouting, and their excitement slowly subsided, but Feng Yu's tears kept flowing.

"To live is worthy of his efforts!"

Uncle Leopard Skin patted Qiye on the shoulder, and then shouted to the villagers, "Shoot!"

Then more than a dozen flying arrows flew out from the bamboo wall, straight into the soul beast that was rushing wildly, and then a few wailing sounds were heard, and the sound of shooting and killing came again, and more than ten flying arrows flew out.

In the current environment, the best Horcrux to defend against is the arrow.

After Yang Xiaotian looked back at the round castle, he continued to run towards the front, and soon disappeared above the intersection in front of him.

Seeing that the countless soul beasts behind him were about to catch up, Yang Xiaotian drove towards the little eagle beside him and said, "Little eaglet, go home!"

"Let's go!" Yang Xiaotian roared angrily, as if he had something in his hand, and threw it at the little eagle

Go.

The eaglet instinctively tilted its head and called "Yay!", as if to show its loyalty to its master and go to righteousness with him.

A trace of warmth floated in Yang Xiaotian's heart, but his face was still ruthless, and he scolded bitterly: "You beast who looks like a wolf and not a wolf, like an eagle and not an eagle, get out!"

This time, Yang Xiaotian's mind invaded the storage ring, and there was really nothing to throw away, so he grabbed a handful of soul coins and threw them towards the little eagle.

Kitty still thought that Yang Xiaotian didn't throw anything this time, so he didn't dodge, and they were too close to each other, and they hadn't reacted yet, and when they wanted to dodge, they were thrown on the head solidly, and Kitty's speed naturally slowed down.

But the horse under Yang Xiaotian's crotch was driven by Yang Xiaotian, and it was much faster, maybe even it didn't know how the other three companions entered the safety zone, only he was still running for his life inexplicably, so the speed was naturally much faster, because it was racing with its companions before, but now it was racing with the fierce soul beast behind it, a horse lost its front hooves, even if it was not torn, it would be flattened by the soul beast that rushed to kill!

Yang Xiaotian looked at the little eagle that was gradually moving away behind him, and said secretly, "You are free!" and then continued to look back.

But when I just turned around, tears could no longer hold back my eyes, at this time, even if I was a strong person, I am afraid it would be difficult to control his emotions, the so-called heroic righteousness is simple, but the lonely face of death is the biggest difficulty.

Just when he felt lonely, a "yaa" sound suddenly came from above his head.

This shout was the little eagle that had just been driven away by Yang Xiaotian, only this time it was not running, but flying above Yang Xiaotian's head.

"I'm not worthy to be your master, you can go by yourself!" Yang Xiaotian said with pleading in his voice.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh

Master, I'm afraid you've forgotten that I have a pair of wings!

Yang Xiaotian naturally understood the meaning of the eaglet's call, even if he didn't understand it, he could still feel the eaglet's movements above his head, isn't this a transfer at high speed! Although he hasn't tried it, he hasn't eaten pork, so he hasn't seen it!

It's just that it's still wounded! How can it carry a living person on its own! Hiding from the fierce soul beast behind it, isn't this looking for death!

"The relationship between you and my master and servant has been broken!

Yang Xiaotian patted its thigh and said lightly, as if he was talking to a stranger, and seemed to look down on life and death, and was about to face death calmly.

However, Kitty remained unmoved.

But at this time, the soul beast behind him was already close at hand, as if it would take a few more breaths to throw Yang Xiaotian and his horse to the ground.

Yang Xiaotian had also felt the call of death, but now the eaglet was still on top of the horse's head, if the horse was pounced, not only him, but even the eaglet would be hit by the horse.

So he slapped the thigh of the little eagle hard, this palm is still relatively strong, by no means like the light pat just now, it must be very painful.

I don't think you can leave now!" Yang Xiaotian thought to himself.

Of course, when he slapped this palm, he still knew in his heart, although it was in severe pain, but it would definitely not hurt its muscles and bones.

However, at this time, the eaglet seemed to be iron-hearted, flying on the top of the horse's head, and Yang Xiaotian was as stationary.

Finally, a tiger and leopard soul beast flew up and pounced on the horse's ass with both claws.

Immediately, the horse fell out of front like a car with the handbrake, and Yang Xiaotian, who was on his body, fell directly on Xiaoying's back with inertia, as if everything was the result of accurate calculations.

The eaglet picked up Yang Xiaotian, flapped its wings a few times, and its body flew up obviously, and the speed was extremely fast.

Pity the horse, it was quickly swallowed by the soul beast, sitting on a high place and looking at it, it was like a bright flower, surrounded by countless bees, and like countless ants devouring a piece of candy, the original white sugar was suddenly surrounded by black.

It's scary, if it is there

People with dense phobia see it and are estimated to be nervous to death.

Yang Xiaotian sat on the back of the eaglet, wanting to jump down directly, so that the eaglet could escape alone, he believed that without him, the eaglet would definitely be able to soar into the sky and soar in the night sky.

It was he who caused the eaglet, so he thought of jumping down and doing the end of the horse just now.

But the little eagle seemed to know what he thought, so when his wings flapped, he was still protecting Yang Xiaotian at all times, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to stand the bumps and be protected by falling, it didn't know that its protection could be said to be useless for a martial artist.

As long as his thoughts are in his mind, it is difficult to wave them away.

I saw him leaning down, facing the little eagle's ear, and whispered: "Little eaglet, I have no blessing to be your master!"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Xiaotian stood up, jumped up, and flew to the ground, while the little eagle flew forward faster because of inertia.

By the time the little eagle reacted, Yang Xiaotian had already jumped to the ground, pulled out Ling'er's long sword, and prepared to meet the enemy.

Even if you die today, you have to put on some cushions.

Those soul beasts don't care about these, anyway, it was not easy to catch a human being, and it just happened to grind my fangs, but this child, there is still too little fresh meat on his body, and it is not enough for so many compatriots!

Hey, fly meat is also meat!

Death, all evil mankind!

By the moonlight, I saw a group of soul beasts swarming up, flying towards Yang Xiaotian, as if they were afraid that the fresh meat in their mouths would be divided by other companions, and the soup would not be able to be drunk at that time.