As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, no matter how strong a person is, then he can't kill people all over the world. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

So this Shen Dong is obviously very self-aware and prescient, he knows his own catties, and he also knows the consequences, so he will save a lot of trouble.

Sometimes hiding strength is to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, but in more cases, it is to let the opponent misassess his strength, so as to take him by surprise and attack him unprepared.

Everyone has two masks, one for the front of the people, and one for themselves in the dead of night, when they are alone.

Looking at the desolation in front of him, those disgusting corpses, as if they were unwilling to give up even if they were dead, they were disgusting.

The corpses that had fallen to the ground were stretched, their limbs were falling, their eyes were dull, and blood was gushing from their bodies.

One moment ago, he was still hoarse, crying and howling, but the next moment, there was no trace of life.

"Let's go. After Shen Dong finished speaking, he took the lead and walked out.

Long Yanran paused and walked out of the area.

It wasn't until they were far away that Long Yanran and Shen Dong stopped and took a look at each other from a distance.

"Hairball, are you causing a good trouble?" Long Yanran squatted down and twisted Hairball's ears at once.

The furball only looked up for a moment, and then blinked and lowered his head, this should be a cowardly bear.

"Bang", Bai Xue jumped forward, and her little arm hit the hairball's drooping head.

The latter didn't fight back, which made Bai Xue stunned, and when he saw it stunned, he jumped away.

"Senior sister, let's keep walking. Shen Dong glanced at Long Yanran, did not ask her plans, and said to himself.

"Senior brother, I'm here to open the way, and you don't need to make a move until the moment of life and death. Long Yanran spoke firmly.

Shen Dong looked at Long Yanran's expression and finally felt a little moved, because although she was in a high position before, her temperament was nothing more than an aristocratic atmosphere, and a serious expression with a face, which naturally could not imitate the emperor's domineering.

But looking at the woman in front of her at this moment, after getting along and honing all the way, the indecisiveness of the woman has long faded, and some are resolute and resolute, and they will do what they say.

It's just that even if it's like this, Shen Dong always feels that something is missing, and at this moment he understands, temperament, the temperament that emanates from his bones.

Why do some people say murderous aura, that's the truth, with the improvement of the realm and the rise of cultivation, these inner breaths will gradually be revealed, but the real masters can be retracted and released freely.

Long Yanran held the sword in her right hand, her hands fell to her side, one after the other, her eyes looked at the dark woods in front of her, and she walked over.

The footsteps of "sand and sand and sand and blood and tears falling from the tip of the sword" are intertwined into a chaotic road.

Shen Dong looked at the back in front of him, as if he had a taste of decisiveness, but it was only for a moment, and as soon as the momentum around him was retracted, he immediately returned to a taciturn and sullen state.

Glancing back at the three little ones behind him, "Keep up." With that, he himself set off and walked up.

Maoqiu drooped his head and followed closely with Bai Xue, while Chi Lian slept comfortably in Shen Dong's arms.

Along the way, even they themselves forgot how many animals they had killed, only remembering that the red on the sword became more and more gorgeous.

Looking back at the road behind him, the bones and remains all over the ground were scattered all over the ground, and his high-minded talk before his death was just a wisp of green smoke after death, which added a laugh in vain, and was just nourishment in the mud.

Until Long Yanran was tired, and the sword was taken off several times, her face was already weak, and her lips were even whiter, but Shen Dong still didn't make a move.

In this way, the woman was still staggering, staggering forward.

Looking at this stumbling figure, Shen Dong felt a little distressed, but if it wasn't like this, how could he know where his end was, how could he see his potential, and the counterattack in a desperate situation.

It's not scary to be in a trough, it's scary to forget the power of the rebound.

Shen Dong made up his mind, as long as he was not dead or disabled, then he would definitely not make a move.

You know, although he has been holding back, his hands are always ready, and if something goes wrong, he will fly forward immediately.

"Whoa" Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded, as if it had been heard somewhere.

Long Yanran's whole person immediately cheered up, and her body tightened, because not long after the voice fell, three figures slowly appeared in front of her.

The faint green pupils seem to be able to illuminate a small world in front of him, grinning teeth and angry eyes, as if he is demonstrating.

Long Yanran immediately stabilized her figure, although a hint of ominous premonition flashed in her heart, but she had no choice but to fight.

Shen Dong's thoughts paused at first, and when he saw the animal on the opposite side clearly, he instinctively glanced at Long Yanran, remembering the wolf that had been eaten and wiped clean by them (her).

Looking at the current formation, it should be far more than the same kind, and it may not be an exaggeration to say that it is an accomplice.

The three wolves are also cautious, one walks in front, and two follow behind, looking at the appearance of this little brother, the one in front should be the head wolf.

Its posture, as well as its appearance, were taller and more powerful than the two behind it.

The three wolves looked around cautiously with their eyes blazing and glowing with a vague essence.

When they reached a similar distance, the two wolves that followed stopped and locked their eyes on Shen Dong, but the wolf did not stop, and was still approaching Long Yanran.

Seeing this, Long Yanran opened the formation, and raised her right hand slightly, first of all, she couldn't fall behind in terms of momentum.

Seeing that the distance between the two was getting smaller and smaller, the head wolf actually stopped anthropomorphically, stared at Long Yanran, held his head high, and "roared".

Of course, Long Yanran knew that it was demonstrating, "Evil animal. As he spoke, the sword shook and fell bright red.

I don't know if it was to inspire people, but that day, thunder began to start, and the sound was as deep as a drum.

After the lightning and thunder, the rain also became heavier, and I don't know if it was weeping for the dead souls or shouting for the battle.

Long Yanran's heart was panicked, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that the wolf in front of him was obviously stronger than the wolf that had died.

Maybe she can let Shen Dong make a move, there is no need to be so entangled, but in this case, what is the meaning of what she did before? If she encounters this situation when she is alone in the future, and there is no one around, what if it is good?

Hehe, who is not afraid of death, but today, she is going to gamble.

Because she knew that Shen Dong would definitely keep her, she also took this opportunity to see how far her potential could be played.