The twenty-first time was hit by a drought, migrated to a storm, and fought a pack of wolves to avoid danger and enter the evil forest

(6) Xuanyuan was distressed by the two horses who had done a great job in the fight with the wolves, and knew their current condition, and he kept waving his sore and swollen arms, and continued to use a long leather cord to deal with the wild wolves. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The wolves, who could not shake off, clearly saw the fatigue of the horses, and they had to use their superior physical strength to hold back the enemy until they were completely overwhelmed, and then attack in a big way.

At this time, Xuanyuan and his father had nothing to do, they looked back at the wild wolf behind them from time to time, feeling the gradual exhaustion of the sweaty horses under their crotch, in addition to constantly praying for God's blessing, only in a hurry, they clearly felt the pace of death approaching in their hearts.

The sun slowly changed into a dark red outfit, hanging in the sky, and also cast infinite sadness and loneliness on this vast land.

Xuanyuan looked up, and in front of him was a dark and thick forest, which seemed to be wrapped in a layer of black gas from a distance, giving people a feeling of impermeability.

This is that kind of unpredictable feeling, it doesn't feel bad but it won't be too good, if in normal times, Xuanyuan would not have entered here, but at this moment, it is like encountering a life-saving grass within reach.

At a time when life is hanging by a thread, and there is no way to escape, maybe this place can resolve the danger, maybe the jungle can make the father and him better play, let the horses escape from danger, or maybe solve these stalking wolves, and escape from death. Countless good outcomes collided and tumbled in the boy's mind, which occupied the boy's mind and temporarily alleviated the fear of death.

Regulus's only concern was whether the horses would be able to hold on, and he glanced at the mount that was on the verge of collapse and the Kira horse under his father's crotch, and their courage to run to the death was impressive. He patted the neck of the one-eyed Huang Biaoma, and said with tears in his eyes: "Huang Biao, Huang Biao, hold on a little longer, we will be almost there, and we will be safe!" Huang Biaoma's nose was spewing hot air, and even the tone of his mouth was weak.

Then, the boy gritted his teeth, crossed his heart, and slammed the end of the stone ball with a piso to the side of Kirama's buttocks, and then slammed the yellow horse with a piso, and roared loudly: "Run into the forest! Quick, run into the forest......" The two horses were no longer able to neigh in response, but they suddenly burst out with a wave of spirit, showing that they fully understood their master's intentions, and their final end or the end of their lives was set in the dark forest ahead.

The wolves were on the verge of collapse, and their physical strength was exhausted by the constant pursuit of food, and only the persistent pursuit of food kept them afloat, but the claustrophobic forest in front of them lay like a mighty and terrifying devil in front of them, and their cruelty and fury were dwarfed and insignificant by a instinctive fear of nature, and their sensitive sense of smell smelled the ominous smell in it, and this growing sense of fear finally frightened them。

The two horses carried their master on their backs and stubbornly rushed into the forest, and at that moment they both reached their limits, and then the horses stumbled and fell to the ground, their whole body was paralyzed, their bodies trembled violently, and they saw that there was no possibility of standing up.