In the middle of the night, Zhen Zhenhai felt that the green eyes in the distance were slowly increasing, and he knew that he couldn't continue walking.

Zhen Zhenhai deliberately left more traces on the snow, he picked up some stones and climbed to an isolated tree, the surrounding trees are three or four hundred meters away from this tree, he will be easily exposed on this tree, but it is already time for life and death to fight, it doesn't matter if it is exposed or not, he waits for the pursuers to arrive.

The pursuers did not disappoint him, and in a moment they were under the tree, and there were twenty-six men, far more than he had estimated.

Zhen Zhenhai threw a stone at one of them first, and the person shouted "It's not good, there is a hidden weapon".

When Zhen Zhenhai threw out the little wolf, these people thought it was still a hidden weapon or something, they did not hesitate to pick it up with a spear, seven or eight spears stabbed the little wolf's body at the same time, the little wolf let out a terrible wail, the spear barb tore the little wolf's flesh and blood, and the flying flesh and blood stained these people.

The howl of the wolf cub was a signal for the wolves to attack, and there were more than a hundred wolves gathered here, and they attacked at this time, flooding like a tide.

There is only this one tree in the encirclement of the wolves, and the twenty-six enemy soldiers under the tree have nowhere to hide, and they can't resist stubbornly, they can only use them to fight each other, they form a circle back to back, holding spears and trying their best to resist, wolf howls, Jin Ge's voice, this is the first war led by Zhen Zhenhai personally, he sat on the tree, his eyes were as bright as stars, looking down at everyone, raising his eyebrows high, this moment is very similar to Zhen Duoduo.

The top of Qingyun Mountain, the snow on the mountain, reflects the coldness of the moonlight, but this coldness is quickly dispelled by the hot blood, from time to time there are wolf heads flying, and human wails, the blood slowly soaks the snow, this battle of death and death, there is no equal, there will be no rest, it will be the result of the complete destruction of one side.

There are only five or six people left in the pursuit team, but there are still forty or fifty wolves with combat ability, and the pursuers have given up the confrontation with the wolves and are desperately climbing up the tree, which is the moment that really determines Zhen Zhenhai's life and death.

On the occasion of the moon in the sky, when the dragon returns to the sea, the time to come will always come, will be late but never arrive, can see such a heart-shaking fight before death, Zhen Zhenhai was ignited in the pride of his heart, even if the god of death has waved a sickle at him, he is not afraid, he asks for benevolence.

The stone in his hand had been thrown, and Zhen Zhenhai held the branch to make a final resistance.

Several spears thrown from under the tree, with a fierce attack, even if they were hit by him wielding the branches, they only smashed a few. There was a spear that could not be avoided, and he tried to protect his heart, but the spear still pierced his shoulder socket, and the tail of the spear still trembled and buzzed.

It was at this time that Mourning came to the top of the mountain. Even if he only stood on one foot, the Zhangbasu silver spear in his hand was still wielding vigorously. In a few moments, seven or eight wolf corpses lay at his feet. Zhen Zhen held the spear in his shoulder socket at an elevation, jumped off the tree with a laugh, and stood behind Mo Ning, the two of them were flesh and blood barriers, fighting side by side.

Mo Ning's appearance made the remaining few people see the possibility of meritorious service, and they even leaned over desperately, but unfortunately there were wolves between them. The five or six men fell one after another under the desperate attack of the wolves, and the last one did not stab the wolf who bit him by the throat with his spear, but threw the spear with all his might. Seeing the spear stuck in Monin's body, he died laughing.

When the spear flew over, Mo Ning could obviously avoid it, but the temperature behind him made him, a general who had always judged the situation, stupid.

In a hurry, Mo Ning blocked it with a silver gun, the spear changed direction, but it was not shot away, still with a huge impact, piercing Mo Ning's only good leg, after Mo Ning lay down, he gasped in pain, and said with a smile, "Specially, Zhen Zhenhai, you owe Lao Tzu a lot of money this time, and you can't pay Lao Tzu for your life in this life." ”

Mo Ning drew a short knife from his leg and slashed the hilt of the spear. But man can no longer stand up.

The enemy has died, but the wolves are still attacking fearlessly, Zhen Zhenhai is walking around to protect Mo Ning, but he doesn't know martial arts, although he is trying to resist, but there are more and more injuries on his body, and the wolves still have nearly twenty wolves eyeing each other, this is a certain death.

Zhen Zhenhai smashed down a wolf with a spear again. He was full of embarrassment, his eyes were bright, and he laughed and said, "You still lost, I just lost, I have to accompany you to die soon, and I didn't catch the fart." In the next life, you have to be a cow and a horse for me."

Although he said so, Zhen Zhenhai has no regrets, Mo Ning can fight to save him Zhen Zhenhai, and he Zhen Zhenhai can also fight to reward his confidant with death, the relationship between men is like this, he has identified as a brother, and he has no regrets.

Zhen Zhenhai was still pounced on by the wolf, and he could feel the wolf's foul and heavy breathing. He completely gave up resisting and struggling, and he had a thought at the moment, whether the little girl was a little girl or not, with her, the daughter-in-law would be safe and happy. He could leave with peace of mind.

If he has a chance to live, he is willing to treat the villain in the family as his daughter, maybe this is his daughter, or how can it be so similar, the eyebrows that are exactly the same as him, and the big round eyes that are exactly the same as his daughter-in-law, how could he be stupid and think that it is not his little daughter.

When Zhen Zhenhai fell, Mo Ning knew that this was the last moment of his life, and he was impulsive, and it turned out that his life was not so calculating. I still have to say sorry to her Yao Yuewan, and I hope that someone can stand up and defend Yuewan like him and turn the tide and stabilize the situation for her. It's just that she will no longer have his Mo Ning's participation in her later life.

Mo Ning finally begged God for one thing, let Yao Yuewan shed a tear for him Mo Ning, a drop is good, pure, clean, just for the Mo Ning who guarded her wholeheartedly, and after that, let everything between them go with the wind and never remember. Yuewan, in the future, you must be independent and strong, bravely face everything, and be calm.

When the deepest darkness comes, the light will also loom.

The tiger roar in the distance made the wolves' attack suddenly pause, but with the long howl of the head wolf, the wolves launched another attack, when the fishy mouth bit Zhen Zhenhai's neck again, Zhen Zhenhai ghost made a god to block it with his arm, the wolf teeth penetrated his arm, Zhen Zhenhai regretted a little, let the wolf bite the neck directly, will he die more happily?

The tiger roar approached quickly, Zhen Zhenhai could hear the anger from it, a clump of green grass hanging on his head, a small white tiger the size of a hound appeared in the wolf pack, the little tiger looked small, but the force was very strong, a slap could slap a wolf away, and the wolf biting his arm was even slapped on the head. Zhen Zhenhai and Mo Ning didn't feel lucky, they were already meat on the chopping board, and the difference was just that they died in the mouth of a wolf or a tiger.