"Drive! Drive! ”

Beneath the horses' hooves was flying dust, and the dust was raised and rolled wantonly on the ground, and the slave markings on the withered face with black ink were particularly conspicuous in the sun, and the whip was raised, and struck the horse's buttocks, and a neighing sounded, followed by a gallop.

The black bear turned around and saw five or six centaurs in the distance, the wounds on his body were not completely healed, the tearing sensation from the wound went straight to the nerves, the wound on the arm was too deep, the black bear held an iron long knife tightly in his hand, looked at the cang, and trembled slightly.

After a long walk, Cang Gully's face turned pale, and when he saw the pursuers behind him, he clenched his hands into fists, and he was desperate, killing the people of Rab City, and now there is a new killer.

He took two steps back in succession, and a pair of eyes looked directly at the man next to him at the moment.

"Black bear, you keep moving forward, this is the map to Xiangsui, the way back to the tribe, you must remember it yourself, thank you for your protection and protection all the time, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have died a few months ago!"

Cang Yan shoved the map in his arms into the black bear's hand, frowned slightly, revealing an unknown feeling, he suddenly turned around and walked forward, in the direction of the horse killer.

"I said you saved me, I would take you away, if my black bear can't do anything, what's the difference between that and a waste." The black bear grabbed the barn, and then went straight to the grass pile on the side, the grass was not very high, but it reached the chest of a person, and occasionally a few were extremely high, blocking people's vision.

"Bow down, don't show your head out of the grass, take your knife, don't be afraid."

The black bear placed the ravine in a slightly hidden place and admonished.

Cang Yan hesitated to look at the long knife in his hand, and then looked at the black bear, "I ......"

The grass swayed casually with the wind, making a rustling sound, raising the loose hair that had not been washed for a long time because the two had fled, and the originally clean face of Cang Gully was now pitch black, covered with mud and some tree dust.

"Black bear!" Cang Yan was in an excited mood, and whispered to the man who was about to leave at the moment, and then grabbed the man, and the posture of the chicken pecking the rice made people laugh.

The warm afterglow at the corner of his mouth made the black bear stunned for a moment, and then his originally dark face suddenly turned red.

The corners of his mouth were slightly lowered, and the black bear pressed the cang gully into the grass, staring at the cang gully's face and suddenly felt very uncomfortable, and the black bear couldn't speak, "You, you...... Hide it, don't ...... Don't move. ”

……

The long knife in the black bear's hand glowed coldly in the light, and then he picked up a man-high wooden branch on the ground, and casually sharpened the two ends of the branch with the long knife three times and five by two.

This is a weapon that only tribesmen can use, shooting their prey with long wooden thorns, calmly squatting in the grass and waiting for their opportunity, the wind and dust in the sky blowing wantonly, and one hunter is now quietly waiting for the other hunters who are about to come.

……

"Chieftain, they're in there." The short and fat man was the first to arrive but did not dare to enter the grass alone, just waiting for the group behind him, he craned his neck and walked in front of the withered slash and flattered.

Withered crooked neck, rolled down from the horse, and then stretched his body, the knife in his hand emitted a faint cold light, "Find them out for me!" ”

The wooden thorn in the black bear's hand was clenched, and just as the two of them walked to him at a distance of three meters, the black bear squatted down, landed on the soles of his front feet, and stood on his back feet slightly.

"Who is it?!" The short and fat man stood in front of another tall man, heard the sound of small branches breaking, looked at the grass around him in disbelief, and saw the broken sawdust under his feet, and was a little relieved.

The short and fat man relented, and then said to the tall man next to him, "It turned out that I stepped on sawdust, and I thought it was really the two of us who met." ”

The tall man didn't say a word, slowly followed behind, and then walked over.

The man hiding in the grass suddenly stood up from the ground, the wooden thorns in his hands were like sharp swords, and he sprinted for a short distance, and the muscles of his whole body burst out with the greatest strength.

The wooden thorns were galloping, with the sound of the air being torn, piercing the bodies of the two men, and two terrible screams pierced the sky, and when they heard the sound of the slash, they quickly turned around only to see that the bodies of the two men had been worn into kebabs.

"Looks pretty good?"

The black bear stood in the grass, looking at the remaining three people, the wound on the arm that had stopped bleeding was oozing a little bit of blood, the blood slid down the arm and wrist, and the wound on the right hand was completely torn, and the stinging pain went straight to the nerves.

The black bear tilted his head and glared angrily at the withered slash in the distance, and the two looked at each other.

The wind raised the dust and sand on the ground, and the two glanced at each other, and both saw the fierceness in each other's eyes.

"Leng Heng, you and the ruler ape continue to find me that kid in Cangyu, I'll go and meet him."

Kuslash sneered, and then carried a huge spear and followed behind the black bear, his cold eyes as if he had seen an interesting prey.

"Oh my God, that guy just now looked even scarier than our Centaur Slayer, did you see his eyes? It's like eating people. The shaku-ape glanced at the withered slash and the black bear who had already left, and then paced towards Leng Heng and said.

"That Rab's warrior is also very powerful, he actually guarded the cang all the way here, and he is alone, how did you say that the pursuers of the twenty or so people killed them at the beginning?"

Leng Heng frowned slightly, yes, the price of the heads of the two was not very high, but later, because none of the soldiers who were chasing and killing could go back, the warehouse section of Labu City was unwilling to use the soldiers of the city to chase and kill the two for fear of continuing to lose the population, so there was a reward for chasing them and hanging in Killing Horse City.

"How do I know?" Leng Heng opened the haystack in front of him with the long knife in his hand, and suddenly a figure fell into his eyes.

The young man's eyes were slightly red, and he half fell to the ground, the handle of the knife was tightly held in the young man's hand, and he was so frightened that his hand holding the knife was trembling when he saw Leng Heng.

"Shhhh

Leng Heng put his index finger to his mouth and made a silent gesture to the young man, and then indifferently closed the grass that separated him on both sides.

The ruler ape scolded and scratched his ears and cheeks, "Where is this kid hiding?" It can't be in that direction like that big black tall man, right? ”

"Leng Heng, do you have it over there?"

Leng Heng shook his head slightly, and then said, "Why don't we go over there and have a look." ”

The ruler ape shivered all over his body and said, "I...... I don't want to go over, you didn't see the death of the short and fat man just now? Damn, a wooden thorn strung them together. ”

"Where did that man get so much strength?"

The ruler ape was so scared that he refused to go over, "I'm still looking for that little guy here, even if there is no here, the head man can find the little guy in the past." ”

On the yellow sand outside the grass, on the ground were the blood stains left by the wounded 'prey', and the blood stains were connected from the grass to the outside, mixed with dust and sand and turned black, mixed with a bright red and blinding red.

The black bear had a splitting headache, blood flowed down his head, and fell to the ground, forming a pool of blood, and the wound on his arm also left blood, and he fell to the ground, and the sky was as dark as a dark sun.

Standing next to him was a man, wielding his sword and spear, the head of which pierced his feet as he lay on the ground, and the sound of cruel laughter echoed through the sky.

"You kill my brother, I'm going to have a good time playing you to death, no, I can't die! It's worth living more. His chapped lips were bloodshot, and his cold eyes were filled with greed and killing.

Am I going to die here?

Wu, can I go back?

The black bear's desperate eyes were slightly moist, and the stratus clouds in the sky seemed to be low in response to despair, and his breathing was about to break, and the black bear let out a long sigh.

"Kill him, kill him!"

Withered slash walked in front of the black bear, condescending, the spear in his hand was as fast as lightning, and the wind was galloping, and he was about to stab ......

"Stand up, stand up!"

The black bear slid the man to the ground with his feet, suddenly turned over and jumped up, his hands pressed tightly on the withered head, and the whole body seemed to suddenly have a force, and the time of more than ten seconds was like a long century, and blood flowed down his fingers.

……

The withered slash to death couldn't believe that he was killed by someone under the realm of victory, the skull was broken, the blood was wanton and accompanied by the brain, the black bear was tired and half sat on the ground, and the wound on his foot was pierced by the withered slash, and a huge black hole was flowing with blood.

"A bruised beast, it's perfect!" A hoarse voice came from behind.

This is an old man, he sits on a magnificently carved wooden chair, there are four people on the side of the chair, obviously the sedan chair bearer, the old man's skin is like a rag, the folds on it are many layers of ravines, he exaggeratedly grows his eyes and eyes, a pair of eyes as if he has seen a magnificent treasure, he stepped off the sedan chair, and then sucked the smell of blood in the air with his nose.

"Perfect!" He shook his head in obsession, then squinted at the black bear who was already weak with a pair of old eyes, and he used his hand to wipe the blood marks on the wound on the black bear's head, stretched out his red tongue and licked it gently.

The smell of blood irritated his nerves, and the old man craned his neck slightly.

Behind the old man stood a mighty army of uniformed warriors with strong muscles and sharp weapons in their hands that could kill and charge.

Losing its last consciousness, the black bear fell to the ground.

Who is it?

"Are you willing, you haven't returned to your homeland yet."

"Don't die, you still have to save your witch, your tribe."

Is it the whisper of God?

The black bear closed its eyes.