Maybe it should have been thought of a long time ago, but it was the mountain wolf who went in. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Han Shan knows them well, from birth to death, everything about them is the palm of his hand. Especially this is how the mountain wolves of the Yunshan Mountain Range have reason not to know their character.

Their own hunting party will walk around them, not afraid. The most important thing that the head person thinks about is not that he is brave and ruthless, and the mountain wolf will definitely receive interest when he loses away.

Even if they find a lone mountain wolf, Han Shan and they will not shoot them because they covet their fur, because they are either sick wolves or old wolves. The sharp arrows of Yunjiaao all bypassed them, perhaps the dim light in their eyes was too similar to the hunters in the mountains.

Only the dying wolf will choose to leave in order not to drag down the team.

And now Han Shan, his brain is full of blood-red eyes, is it a mountain wolf?

Perhaps Han Xian's is more impressive. It should have been thought of a long time ago, but caring is messy.

Maybe Han Xian's self-confidence arbitrarily disrupted Han Shan's mood.

"Hey, Xian'er" Han Shan sighed deeply as he looked in the direction of Yun Jia'ao.

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There was a trace of cold air on the ground, and the corruption made Han Xian slowly calm down from the initial impulse, but the decision he made would not be regretted, although the trees blocked the sunlight, and the deep forest always exuded coldness, but now Han Xian's heat came from the glowing object simply, the divine tree in his heart, the divine tree of Yunjiaao swayed again and again with the beating of his heart. I feel that my blood has always been the driving force behind the swaying of the sacred tree.

Han Xian's mind was more about the pair of ghostly eyes, red was the dancing flames, too eager to get them.

Those eyes should be said to have affected Han Xian, not the red restlessness, but the terrifying calmness.

From the moment he entered the forest, his breath followed this mountain forest, because Han Shan said: "This jungle will leave all traces, you just need to feel it carefully." Remember that things in the mountains are never easy, and hunters sometimes become prey. ”

Han Xian reminded himself all the time. The man in front of him disappeared into the ups and downs.

No one else has the intention of cooperating, and neither do you. Few of the people who dared to come in came with the intention of hitting the luck, and they had a certain understanding of the mountain and the wolf.

We all know that mountain wolves live in packs, so why not cooperate.

Han Xian didn't dare to have such an idea, ten wolves, ten pairs of eyes, ten places, hundreds of people. How to divide it, I dare not think about it. Besides, the nose of those things is more than the human spirit, and the breath of hundreds of people is much easier to smell.

In saying that, my mother and father have told people that people are sinister, although I haven't felt it personally, but now the benefits are too obvious, who can not be moved.

Han Xian deliberately fell behind, all thinking, so it was too simple to be thrown away.

There are three days, which should be enough now, if I were the wolf, since I could return to my territory, I wouldn't leave easily, it should have its own pride.

Now the most troublesome thing is, if I find them, how can I catch one?

I shook my head when I thought about it, I thought about it too much. How to catch them is a matter of finding them. Sure enough, when I think about it, my brain is much lighter.

Smile crawls up the cheeks again, find them?

As Samber said, as long as the wind doesn't stop, the shrewd prey will be found. Han Xian absolutely believed in this method, and he could bring miraculous results every time he entered the mountain.

Han first didn't want to leave too many traces on the ground, so he climbed a big tree nearby and sniffed on it. The wind always carries this message.

Adjusted the breath and sensed it carefully with the wind, whether there was anything I wanted. Han Xian's eyes lit up and he smiled. The smell of that potion was so distinctive. Hehe, sure enough, Shanbo, they can't be wrong.

Han Xian's method is not the only one who can do it, maybe it is lucky, maybe it is unlucky. Those blood-red eyes had turned them into ghosts in advance.

Han Xian was alert, did someone successfully get those eyes? The smell of blood was so strong.

In the jungle, the eyes are limited in their ability to perceive what is happening around them through the smell of corruption.

This blood doesn't taste like ah, like something.

Forget it, don't think about it.

The heart began to contract a little, what is there to be afraid of, the blood has never flowed less, but once he has drained, Shanbo, you just wait for my good news.

The trees have been left behind, and the smell is so annoying, so I'd better stay away, in this direction.

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Han Shan didn't want to mention how worried he was at this moment. A large group of people entered the mountain, and a large group of people retreated.

Seeing these young men who were also wearing animal skins rushing out of the mountains and forests, Han Shan's eyes widened, and he was destined to be disappointed when he wanted to find the person who had been away for too long.

Those who rushed out told the hatred of the unphased army with palpitations.

Han Shan didn't dare to listen, but the voice didn't matter if he liked it or not.

At this moment, what else can I do besides believing that Han Xian will definitely be able to come back.

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Is it dark? Han Xian raised his head, the dense branches wanted to cover everything, and the branches and leaves were covered with golden yellow, but Han Xian couldn't feel it, the faint golden color could not be revealed.

It's good that it's dark, and I hope those eyes are still red, so it will be much easier for me to find them.

Han Xian stopped on the branch and untied the package tied around his waist, I also carried some of it, otherwise I would definitely be hungry now in the state of my first entry into the mountain. Chewing on the jerky, a smile appeared in front of me, my mother is not afraid, wait for me to come back.

There is a little white light on the ground, hehe, God wish me, the moon must be very round today.

After a short break, I began to get tired again.

Han Xian wanted to laugh out loud, now should he think about how to catch one. I don't feel like my brain is enough, there are only a few arrows, and I won't be stupid enough to put them all down by one person.

There's really no way, even if you grab all your hair, it's useless, this can't be solved, then don't care about it, the blood rushed up again, no matter it, when the time comes, I'm saying, I think I can shoot two with one arrow, hehe. Of course, Han was laughing at himself first.

The eyes have found his target, if it weren't for the advice of the elders, Han Xian would definitely jump up happily, it was alone, it was actually alone. This mountain really takes care of me.

Han Xian was completely hidden in the dark, and the mountain wolf was combing his hair in the moonlight, not like an old wolf, the shiny fur could not be faked. Although I feel abnormal, I can't give up.

Han Xian's eyes didn't let go of these details, hmph, you will definitely fall.

The wind transmitted this message again and again, and Han Xian was careful every time he jumped, and every time he left the branch under his feet, it was when the wind was blowing. Closer, closer.

There were no more trees ahead to block the arrows. Hehe, what should I do, it's much easier than going into the mountains with Shanbo, I don't care if your fur is still shiny or not under this arrow.

The corners of Han Xian's mouth slowly lifted as the bowstring was raised. At the moment when I was ready to let go.

The blood-red eyes looked at the cold cold front, Han Xian could feel that it was just as proud as himself, what is it laughing at, what are you laughing at, go to death.

The arrow is off the string.

The prey in front of him disappeared, and Han Xian felt the sound of the wind, not the sound of his own sharp arrows breaking through the air, but the sound of sharp claws rubbing the air, and subconsciously left his original position, and also avoided the tricky claws of the prey.

Han landed on the ground first, and the bow was thrown to the ground. He drew the long knife at his waist, and although he didn't want to, hand-to-hand combat was inevitable.

The blood-colored eyes looked for the young hunter's flaws like a beating flame, waiting for an opportunity to strike a fatal blow.

Han Xian was not timid, he forgot everything in his heart, and only had the prey and the long knife in his hand in his heart. The same is waiting to kill the enemy with one blow. But opportunities are always created.

The leaves rattled again, and Han Xian didn't want to wait, knowing that dragging it would be even more disadvantageous. Take advantage of the wind and move forward. Leap up and slash at the prey in front of you.

How can the mountain wolf let go of such an opportunity, and the enemy will reveal its flaws, let alone the mountain wolf who feels that he will die. A leaping claw poked out.

Han first saw the sharp claws pop out to know what its purpose was, how could he exchange his life for his life, so he had no choice but to put away his knife to protect his body.

The claws rubbed the knife, the mountain wolf's move was not over, and just as it was about to separate, the tail swept around Han Xian's waist like a steel whip.

Han Xian couldn't care about the pain, how could the prey give up such an opportunity, take advantage of his illness to kill him, just fell to the ground and pounced again, fortunately, Han Xian's reaction was not slow at all, and the long knife could block the thing that could pierce the belly. The mountain wolf was too cunning, and every time Han Xian tried his best to block the pounce of his forelimbs, he would flick it with a jumping momentum, and there was a sense of wanting to pounce Han Xianyi into the ground. And when he turned around, the elusive tail came, although Han Xian would not be swept like the first time, but the thing that dangled back and forth was terrifying.

Just when Han Shan was about to feel that he couldn't stop it, the mountain wolf really didn't pounce.

Haha, I thought you could hit with iron, pounce on it, your claws will hurt, my knife won't hurt. It turned out that every attack of the mountain wolf was accurately blocked by Han Xian with a long knife, and he would feel pain when he fought to a certain point.

At the moment when the mountain wolf was resting, Han Xian was gasping, and his hands were already numb. Every resistance has this subconscious component. I'm really scared when I will give up subconsciously.

After a brief pause, he could finally feel the sensation of his arm, and the blood-red eyes in front of him were still so tempting, Han Xian finally felt that he was about to get it.

Obviously, the owner of those blood-red eyes, after failing to work again and again, was a little impatient, and he didn't know if Han Xian was deliberately luring or really having sore hands, leaving the ground was so decisive.

Han Xian saw it move, and knew that he was about to win, how could the prey be cunning and compare with the hunter, and the following class Rong Every hunter in Yunjiaao was proud.

Just when he was about to pounce in front of him, he jumped out of the pounce with a beautiful jump, although he jumped away, the long knife in his hand was not forgotten, although it would not be very imposing, but it was enough to have traces.

And the mountain wolf could also sense the purpose of the long knife, so he had to turn sideways slightly to avoid the vital point of the lower abdomen, and the thing that Han Xian had wanted to cut off a long time ago was completely exposed in front of Han Xian. How could the knife be merciful, the arrogant banner of the mountain wolf was shot down by Han Xian.

How could Han Xian give up such an opportunity, as soon as his feet stepped on the ground, he rushed forward quickly, and the long knife fell.

The wolf didn't give him this chance, and dodged with a roll.

Just as Han Xian was cutting into the air, the mountain wolf pounced again, not with sharp claws, but with sharp teeth, coming towards Han Xian's throat.

The blood basin is blowing in the face, and the fishy wind makes people nauseated. How can you let go of such an opportunity. How could it let it bite itself, and the long knife was swinged.

There was a bang, and the sound of the skin and bones breaking came, and it turned out that the blade of the knife was just hitting the wolf's head.

Han Xian must be regretting now why it wasn't a knife at that time.

The blood in the mountain wolf's eyes became even more intense, not because of the effect of the medicine, but because of the blood rushing to his eyes.

Maybe it's the last struggle of life, and there is no last strength to fight in the choice.

Han Xian was a little stunned, don't run, kid, I haven't played enough.

'Timidity' then there is no longer any mystery, in fact, he is also fighting for the last strength.

Han Xian's heart was already decided, and it was a matter of time before the prey got it himself. An arrow step, without half a minute of hesitation, grabbed the bow on the ground and chased after it.

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