There were twists and turns, a sudden attack of death, but no casualties, except for the corpses of horses that were still twitching in one place, and the increasingly thick bloody blood. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She seemed tired, just a few steps, just raised her arms, just looked at him, touched him, she was tired, but she was still happy, she shrunk up, retracted into the chariot, huge and empty, gorgeous and barren, she scratched like a cat and crawled to the couch, curled up, black hair flowing and scattered, her bare snow-white feet slightly arched, her toes moving, and the brocade under her.

Sighs, sighs of contentment, snow-white faces rubbing, cherry lips hooked up a steady smile.

Outside the car.

The young man stood up, his ice-like face not shaking, nor could he see the cracks.

It's as if the fiery emotions are nothing but illusions.

When the young man came to the group of cold and solemn men in black, he didn't say anything, just raised his hand and gave simple instructions, which was also the practice after countless wars.

That's the aftermath.

The dead horse's corpse cut the rope that connected the chariot, and the Mai men who had died in the hand-to-hand combat formed a bloody hill, and several men in black gathered on all sides, reached into their arms, and sprinkled a handful of green powder.

The powder did not fill the air, but fell heavily, covering the tangled corpses, and then it melted like the scorching sun, the cold flesh and blood rose up with white marrow, the hard bones were eroded into red marrow, the living corpses of centaurs were like wax figures, and the strange green powder was like a fire, and in a moment, all traces were melted away.

Only the dark red hard soil of the ground and the smell of rust in the air remained.

Although some of the horses were lost, the huge chariot that could be carried was not affected by this, and after the initial inclination of the battle was smoothed by the youth, it became an immovable city, and the horses kicked their hooves, lowered their heads and thoughtlessly chewed on the scattered blades of grass on the ground.

With everything taken care of, the men in black returned to the group.

The young man raised the whip in his hand, looked back at the curtain as deep as the city gate, and smelled the cold fragrance faintly leaking from behind the curtain.

The whip fell, the horses neighed, and the group continued on their way.

……

As the twilight grew thicker, the team had no intention of stopping, and continued to move at a slow but steady pace.

As far as the eye could see, there was no human population or wild beast, but the giant chariot was as terrifying as a dormant beast in the dark shadows.

When the night completely ruled the world, they were surrounded by mist, with shade and coolness, and gusts of cold wind whined, and the black robes of the black-clothed people rippled, blowing the hoods on their faces, revealing similar and stiff faces, and the exposed skin showed a gray meaning.

Look at their stereotypical walking posture, like a walking corpse, which is particularly eerie and terrifying in the dark night.

The only thing that has some flavor is the young man walking in front of the car.

The group walked tirelessly for a day, but no one complained, no one raised objections, not even whispering, the immobile chariots were like coffins, and they were like funeral people.

The whistling sound that filled the wilderness was like an ominous mourning, staccato and staccato.

After walking silently for an unknown amount of time, the young man stopped, whipped the horses to stop, and the men in black also stopped spontaneously.

A group of black-clothed people sat cross-legged on the ground, took off the packages they were carrying behind them, took out a long strip of palm-sized transparent gel, and put it in their mouths to chew slowly.

The young man looked at these people who were immersed in eating the so-called food but actually poison, and pursed his lips, no matter how long he spent with these people, he could not treat them as real people.

In fact, they are not real people.

He leaped to his feet, leaped over the crowd, and after regaining his footing, he galloped wildly, leaving the convoy and rushing into the twilight.

A moment later he returned, carrying with him a strangely shaped beast, with its blue, slippery skin, disemboweling, piling up the pieces of wood he had picked up, making a fire, and beheading and tailing the beast, and setting up a barbecue.

The young man sitting in front of a bonfire and the man in black who was silently chewing in the dark were in stark contrast, but none of them paid attention to the superfluous gaze of the past, and after eating the gelding paste in their hands, they closed their eyes one by one to recuperate and rest.

After sprinkling the salt and other seasonings he had brought with him, the young man ate them, and quickly settled most of them, and then he jumped into the chariot, threw the curtains, and said softly, "Ah Yu, eat something when you are awake." ”

There was no movement inside, and the young man waited patiently.

"Gardenia, these days melons, fruits and vegetables are tired of eating, this is the meat of the blue antelope, there is nothing meaty, and the meat quality is close to that of sea fish, the lubrication is fine, I know you love to eat fish the most, try it."

After waiting for a while, Suosuo's voice came from inside, and a white hand reached out.

"I want you to feed me."

The tone is soft and lazy, not like coquettish, but better than coquettish.

"You know I can't go in." The young man said, with no expression on his face.

"Duan pawn, you're a coward!" There was a hoarse resentment in his voice.

Hearing this name, the young man trembled, his frown condensed with a trace of pain, and he did not speak.

"Then take me out, I don't want to get up."

The young man who was probably named Duan Pawn held the warm hand and pulled out the soft and delicate body that was paralyzed on the couch, and his movements were gentle but indecent.

"Rude!" The girl who was called Ah Yu stretched out her finger and pointed at him, scolding with a smile.

The girl leaned lazily on the young man, opened her mouth, licked her lips with her red tongue, and sprayed a warm breath on his cheek, "Hey me, I'm hungry." ”

The young man frowned, he had faced her like this countless times, but he still couldn't adapt to it, the faint temperature, the touch of the skin, and the look in her eyes when she looked at him, that kind of look...... always reminds him of those memories that he doesn't want to remember, like a knife Ling Chi, and there is a trace of happiness in the overflowing pain......

He looked up at the dark and starless sky, where there was no end in sight.

Duan Pawn tore off a small piece of meat and fed it to her, the girl showed her white teeth, bit the piece of meat, raised her head, opened her mouth, put it in her mouth, and then giggled, and continued to open her mouth to him, like a chick waiting to be fed.

The young man's eyes were warm, and he fed patiently.

After the girl finished eating, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, rubbed it on the young man's clothes, pursed her lips and smiled, stretched her waist greatly, and outlined a charming line, and the ambiguous fragrance belonging to the woman diffused from the body of this still slightly young girl, and the haze of the night showed a hazy beauty.

Duan Pawn turned a blind eye and said, "Go to sleep, I'm calling you for delicious food, and you can go back in about ten days." ”

A Yi combed the fluffy green silk with her slender hands, tilted her head to look at him, "You can call me if you don't have anything to eat, you are a fake wood, but it's better than these real wood that you don't care about, I'm lonely, talk to me more, I'm happy is your joy, isn't it?" ”

Duan Pawn's eyes drooped and he nodded.

But the girl knew that he wouldn't listen to her, he could give her everything, except that he wouldn't be too close to her, and always kept a certain distance.

Her eyes flashed with the coolness of the night, and she said no more, she retracted the chariot like a cat, and lay down next to the curtain, as if she was weak and boneless, and she sighed with satisfaction, her slender legs together, raised against her chest, her forehead against her flushed knees, and listened to the man's breathing after a layer of separation.

Long and dignified.

She gritted her teeth in joy, then tired, and fell asleep like a child.

No, she's just a child, she's just a child.

A faint light poured from her, flickering and disappearing, like starlight.

……

When the girl returned to the chariot, the young man whipped his whip, the men in black got up, the horses neighed, and they set out again in the night.

Three days passed in this cycle, and the group would stop three times a day to eat, feed the horses, hunt, and then squint for a moment before moving on.

It can almost be said that every second counts, and no moment is wasted.

And in the past three days, I have not encountered a group of tempting people with evil thoughts and killing intent, and they have passed peacefully.

There is also a peaceful time between young people and young girls.

And on the third day, the sun was shining.

The group met two people.

Without warning, the two men emerged from the rear of the convoy.

Duan walked away from the distance, as far as his eyes could see, he could see clearly and clearly.

A teenager was holding a long black iron rod and gesturing in the air, and a childish girl followed behind, nodding and making clumsy movements.

As he gazed, the girl stopped and looked up as if she felt something.

The girl's eyes were closed, her eyes fluttering, as if she wanted to open them, but the next moment, the young man stood in front of her, ignoring the distance of several miles, and looked over......

Duan Pawn's pupils were sour, and he no longer looked away.

He frowned, thinking about the way the boy looked at him at the end.

Like a lone wolf on a cold night.

……