"Stabb to death!" this time must be successful, and I have silently recited it more than many times in my heart.

The bronze war spear struck the monster's head, and it erupted like a collision on the ancient bell, and the huge and thick sound echoed in all directions, shaking the thirteen weak bodies.

originally wanted to make a counter-killing, but he didn't expect that he would turn into a meteor and fly into the sky.

It just so happened that Thirteen turned around and ran with the help of this force. During the run, my heart was very broken, this guy's skin is too thick, it is really the 80,000-year-old skin of the thousand-year-old king.

When I sneaked up on it just now, "Uh-huh!" No, my arm was a little numb between fighting with it, and it was not easy to call. The monster was as scary as it was nothing.

Peeping all the way, all the way to the rout. Between you and me, a long lifeline was left behind them, and they were all over the place, rampant under the power of foxes and fake tigers, like no one in the wild ancient forest.

Several encounters ended in defeat. The skin of this old thing is too hard, and the blood is too strong.

Chase and stop all the way, fight and kill all the way. I wanted to take advantage of it and run, but I never thought that stealing chickens would not be a loss of rice, and the thirteen people could only swallow their saliva wildly.

"It's really not going to work. "Get down on one knee and spear to the sky.

There is no hope of life, and death is coming.

The fury is like a wave of killing, and the blood is like the sun, breaking through the air. The old monster was still the same, unchanged, and now it looked as if it had been teasing Thirteen.

Burst!

The afterglow of the sunset, the remnants of the sky and the earth, the wind rises, and the proud enemy is the color of the sky for a while.

The blood stains the remnant sun, and the remnant red falls. In the midst of nothingness, the smoke of war filled the empty world, the killing blood, the breath of death, and a little cold light flashed on the bronze war spear.

The three-foot dragon horn swallowed blood, and the heart of the god turned into the sky. The wind spear that spits the breath of killing and death is like a thunderbolt that is unmatched in the human world, fast and swift, precise and ruthless.

This time, with an indomitable momentum, with a killing wind carried by himself, Thirteen turned into the god of thunder and lightning, and rushed out with the strong wind.

Fast, fast is not in a hurry, fast, fast is like lightning, slow, slow is coming out in a breath, slow, slow is in a breath.

Inch by inch of blood amazes the sky at night, and a little blood drops fall into the great wilderness of the world.

When the breath of life arrives, the stars in the sky are bright and uncertain, as if they may retreat behind the night curtain at any time.

This blow, the king never gives up and makes the Jedi fight back, this way, the Emperor of Light takes the world and shows a domineering posture.

It turned out that Thirteen shot directly into the monster's eyes, and it was possible to kill a few in and out of the monster's mind. Finally, somehow he made a hole in the monster's neck and fainted.

This monster has gray-black skin all over its body, and some places are covered with fine scale armor, if you don't kill it yourself, you will find it when you look closely, you don't know that this monster will have scales on its body, no wonder it was so hard just now.

It seems that the losses suffered in front of you are still reasonable. I was stupid to death at the time, why didn't I find its vulnerable place earlier, and this time I actually won.

"Win!" cried out Thirteen happily.

Such a powerful monster can't stop the little human Jedi counterattack, which shows that the wilderness is ruthless, the world is impermanent, and the fortune is even more difficult to determine.

The fierce and powerful monster, in the face of the edge of killing, it is difficult to know the sharpness of the sharp blade of the spear, and all of a sudden, just a moment the bronze war spear was fiercely inserted into its body.

Even with himself, under the great pain, the monster shook its head wildly, trying to reduce the pain, but did not know that it was the beginning of death.

Feel the chaos, the body is deep in the mud, the eyes on the head are closed, you can still feel those disgusting things, and the throat doesn't know how much to swallow?

In the end, he and the two became one, and since then they have become one, and I don't know how long it has been, whether the sky has fallen or the earth has cracked, or the great wilderness has destroyed the human world.

A dark puddle of blood appeared on the ground, and it took a long time for thirteen to gradually gain a trace of consciousness, and finally woke up.

Just poked out a little bit of his head.

Roar, roar, roar......

The sound of the sky, the great earthquake. The roaring from all directions, frightened, frightened, frightened, frightened, frightened thirteen spirits wanted to burst.

"God, why am I so unlucky?" I want to cry without tears, I want to cry and get wet.

Blood, the blood-colored world in front of him, looks like a sea of blood, black and white mixed colors, and colorful colors surround the bottom of the mound of soil under his feet.

"That's ......" How does it feel as if you've forgotten something?

Confused. Roar!...... The mountains and fields shook, the forests made noise, the beasts galloped from afar, and the wild friends roared and took appetite.

In all directions, in the heavens and on the earth, all are fierce and wild things. Now there is really no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the ground.

Wait, heaven to earth. A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, a flash of thought, a desire to survive, witty short films, playbacks, memories, and suddenly made fun of my own stupidity.

.........

There is no way to go, and there is a way to despair. Fate is determined by oneself, the road of life is opened up by oneself, and the young man is witty once, and he also saves his destiny.

Hard work can make you rich, and action can change everything. In this way, Thirteen survived again and again, and once again he could change the world and change the Great Wilderness, but since then, the style of painting has gone farther and farther.

...... After a while, ten days, day after day, day after day, bright light turned night, and the sky was full of stars.

"Is it over?" Carefully throwing away the soil above his head, a boy with a rat's head and a rat brain, a deep hole that hides dirt and dirt, Thirteen, who has been hiding for a long time, finally set foot on the land of the great wilderness again.

In the Great Wilderness, where there is blood, there is battle, especially the body that has just died, and the blood flowing from the body of the fierce beast can always attract a group of hungry ghosts to come and fight for food.

Even if it is the same kind, they can bite cleanly, there is no morality between the beasts of the wilderness, and there is only poor family affection, which is mostly visible on the mother beast.

The blood of the monster drifted everywhere with the strong wind, attracting the fierce monsters that were dormant nearby, and plotting a shocking murder, but the price was his own life and body.

And the child in front of him, the real owner of the monster, didn't even have a single hair left, and what was even more terrifying was what happened next.

Memories, black kills, frowns, shrinking eyes.

The last person turned over the river and the sea, spit out the sky and the earth, turned over in a daze, and the person who fell turned on his back. The earth was filthy and the stench filled the air.

The teenager is weak, and the child has no heart. I can't tell the difference between the north and the south, I can't see how wide things are, my mouth is not my mouth, my belly is not my belly, and I think that I might as well die in a battle.

Otherwise, how could there be such a thing! Remorse continues, tears are intertwined, waiting for the dawn, and once you enter the dream of samsara, hoping that everything in the reality in front of you is a false image.

I now live in a land of illusions.