The snow trickled down on Han Ping's animal skin clothes, adding layers of snow white to the clothes out of thin air, but at this time, a tyrannical aura on Han Ping's body was filled with madness, which was not in harmony with this tranquility.

"Seventh brother, sure enough, you are not dead yet, but it's time to end, and Wei Shou, right, hehe!" Han Ping raised his head and looked at the sky, his face intertwined with the heavy snow.

This is a delicate, sunny face with a hint of tyranny, and that natural bloodthirstiness.

A small whirlwind hung on the ground, bringing the snowflakes up and rotating around Hanping regularly, and Hanping was furious and terrified.

Everyone didn't dare to speak again, at this moment, they seemed to see a little devil born, which was terrifying.

"Da, da, da"

Water droplets fell on the snow, interweaving a beautiful melody with the latter, Hanhei was pulled back to his thoughts by the sound, he frowned and looked at the bandits, it turned out that this thing was urinating again......

Shouldn't bandits be murderous, bold, and fearless? How did they get to him? It seems that it is a fake.

"You go, remember not to do things that hurt the heavens and reason, otherwise" Han Ping's eyes lit up, and the latter immediately nodded in fright.

"Yes, yes, I will change my mind in the future, be a good man, and be ......"

"Uh," chatter is online again.

Han Ping smiled, and then looked at a few voices in the distance: "Did I let you go?" and then a kingly momentum pressed out.

There was no movement in the distance.

"Remember, I said I wanted to spare his life for this bandit, do you want me to break my word?" said Han Ping slowly, but it was extremely cold in the hearts of those people.

They just wanted to intercept and kill the bandits, maybe the latter had something good.

"If he has any business, I will come to greet you. Then came Hanping's voice again, not loud, but loud.

The distance was completely silent, and the fool went to challenge the majesty of the warrior. The bandit, who was still desperately fleeing, heard Hanping's words, and something seemed to be stung in his heart, and then he ran faster and faster until he disappeared into this world, and then, the heavy snow covered his footprints.

Watching the bandits run away, Han Ping walked to the martial beast Nighthawk, he picked up the snow and looked at the Nighthawk in the bag, although the head was broken and the beast core was taken away, but this Nighthawk was estimated to have three hundred catties up and down, and the feathers on his body were as hard as iron, which was the most suitable for making arrow feathers, as well as his bones......

Han Ping quickly calculated in his heart how to send the bones of the martial beast back to the tribe, so that everyone could have a good meal during the New Year.

With such a big lump, the Ice Tribe is a certain distance from here, and the road must be full of twists and turns, but why should I be afraid now?

Just do it, Hanping directly carried the nighthawk on his shoulder, and then prepared to leave.

"Little brother," the patriarch of the Wu clan hurriedly stopped Han Ping: "Thank you little brother for saving your life, I don't know how to call it?"

"Seeing that the road is uneven, draw a knife to help, the old patriarch doesn't have to take it to heart, why will we have a period later. Han Ping's words will disappear in place in a few flashes, and it is already a hundred steps away when he reappears.

The patriarch of the Wu clan looked at the disappearing Han Ping, bowed deeply to the other party, and did not thank him, and then disappeared in place in a few flashes, and then several tribal spies in the shadows also disappeared into the long snowy night......

The snow is still falling, and most people and animals have stopped going out, hibernating, hibernating, and celebrating the New Year. Only a handful of people and animals are still on the move.

In the dense forest, a thin boy carried a huge bird on his shoulder and ran quickly, the boy walked like a fly, one step ten miles, and seemed to be tireless.

Behind the boy, a small, hairy, sharp-beaked monkey gills, full of fishy smell and foul smell were chasing the boy quickly, a few points faster than the boy.

Han Ping looked at the heavy snow in the sky, and shook the martial beast on his back, and his heart was extremely steady, but at this moment, he smelled a foul smell coming to his nose.

"Grandma, a bear, can you still have a good time?" he frowned, quite unhappy in his heart, it seemed that the stinky fart thief had arrived.

The stench became stronger and stronger, and Han Ping directly raised his strength, "I don't want to worry about you, but you come to be real, then I want you to know why the flowers are so red!"

The weasel had reached a big tree in front of Hanping at this time, and he squinted at Hanping who was carrying the nighthawk with fierce eyes, panting in his mouth, with a pungent smell of blood, which was especially obvious in the snowy air.

Finally, when Hanhei got under him, he felt that it was the best opportunity to attack, and he dived down, an ugly face mixed with bloody teeth and bitten at Hanping.

A wicked smile appeared in Hanping's mouth, and when he raised his hand, he punched, and the aura instantly hit the weasel.

"Peng"

After a loud bang, the weasel flew out and rolled on the ground several times.

Han Ping looked at the other party calmly, this thing is not anything other than fart, as long as he doesn't fart, then it's no problem.

But I was afraid of something, only to see the weasel turn around and aim in the direction of Hanping, raise his tail, and pout his buttocks:

"Poof"

A wonderful voice came, only to see a cloud of dark yellow gas gushing out, filling the snow for a moment, and the smell was even more flattering.

"Damn, your grandmother's, you have the ability not to fart. Han Ping scolded angrily, picked up the martial beast and began to run, not daring to stop for a moment.

The weasel saw the enemy running away, roared angrily, and chased after it, and the fart smell was permeated along the way, and it was estimated that the animals hibernating in the ground were stinking dead and alive.

A man and a beast quickly shuttled through the dense forest, chasing and chasing, fighting again and again, each time the teenager continued to run away with a disgraced face, and the weasel shouted and chased.

There's no way, no matter how high your kung fu is, you're afraid of the smell of fart......

Hanping knew that it was not a way to go on like this, but there was no good way for a while, so he could only speed up and keep running and running!

As everyone knows, in the snowdrift and dense forest that he just passed, there were two people standing quietly, they looked at Hanping who was running away, there was no movement, but they looked at the weasel with interest.

The two looked at each other and disappeared in place in an instant, only to hear a "whoosh" sound The two of them clamped the weasel one after the other, and the running weasel immediately stopped, he looked at the two vigilantly, the hair on his body was upside down, and his perception told him that these two people were extremely dangerous.

One of the two in front of him was a bear-backed, rough-looking, stubble-covered face, and he squinted at the weasel as if he were looking at a prey.

The person in the back was dressed in black, his head was tightly wrapped, and a cold aura bloomed on him, and he was a ruthless character at first glance, to put it bluntly, he was not a good person.

The weasel panicked in his heart, he felt that the person behind him was even more terrifying, and immediately pouted his buttocks, raised his tail and prepared to make a big move.

But at this time, I only heard a "uh woo~" coming, the voice was resentful, like crying and complaining, which was creepy, and the hair stood upside down......