I used to read the news that someone was killed by being strong, and I always couldn't understand that I could get killed if I did this? At most, it's a friction fire, and it's just a little bruised. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but seeing Huo Quai's appearance of a hungry tiger pounced, I'm afraid this thing is still theoretically feasible. Whether it's feasible or not, the old lady is not willing to take this risk anyway.

Where can I care if he has a place to vent his illness. Xue Qing ran for her life. A few steps forward, he grabbed a horse and whipped his whip and galloped out.

Running out along the stream, he saw that the stream was shallow, but much wider, and he waded through the water, and above the shallow beach by the stream, there was a forest under the cliff. Some leewards, the cliffs sloping towards the river. There was hardly much snow under the cliff. There's even some dead grass. A column of water flowed down from the cliff wall, and I didn't know if it was a mountain spring or snow water melting. Blocked by a stone like a cornice, it does not go down the rock wall, but flows out. There was also a small ravine in the ground, which looked like a spring of water that had been going on for years. There was some lush grass all around. But the season has long since dried up.

Xue Qing turned over and dismounted. Shake off the reins. Let the horses come forward. I found a big rock and sat down. The horse strode a few steps forward, lowered his head and pulled a few mouthfuls of grass to chew, and there was no mouthful. It is also a lot of fine forage, and often you can eat corn and other grains to feed. The squirrels of such horses are still not used to eating the weeds in the mountains. If it's a fresh and tender grass blade, it's okay. Withered grass may be a bit spicy.

After a few bites, he turned around and went to the stream to drink.

The stream was so cold, it was close to freezing, and the horses did not drink happily, but took a sip, and then looked up into the distance, motionless, very engrossed.

Xue Qing looked over there and didn't see anything, so she touched the horse's neck and asked, "Horse, what are you looking at?" Could it be that there is a mare over there? Anyway, are you male or female? ”

The horse suddenly became a little agitated. Scraping his hooves into the ground, his nose flared open, and he breathed heavily. Still staring straight ahead.

Could it be that this horse is more surprised, is there some beast or assassin in front of him? No way. Although it is far away from the royal car, it is finally in the circle, and the beasts in the circle have been combed through.

Xue Qing was a little uncertain, so she still took off the long sword hanging on the saddle and held it in her hand. Looking ahead, I could vaguely see some shaking among the trees. I was wondering if I would get on the horse and go back. But I saw a pure black and huge wild boar, arching out from afar. Rushed this way.

Damn, it's so good to meet this thing. Xue Qing's hands and feet were cold. was about to get on his horse and run away, who knew that his hand was empty. When the horse saw the boar's shiny fangs, he turned and ran. You don't have to raise your whip and run far away.

Xue Qing was dumbfounded, too undisciplined. Who raised this horse? Why is it not as spiritual as Huo Quai's Jiechen or Emperor Wu's Feiyan. In fact, from another point of view, when you see a beast, you run, and you run so decisively, and your posture is so elegant. It's also spiritual.

Xue Qing suddenly panicked. That small ditch, no more than two feet wide, is not as thick as the waist of a wild boar, how can it stop this wild boar? Looking around, there are cliffs. There must be no way to escape. Running to the stream, it is estimated that before reaching the water's edge, it will be overturned by pigs.

Fortunately, there was a forest on one side, so he ran wildly, found a relatively thick and easy to climb tree, and climbed up with a smoke, and the sword inserted in his waist could not withstand such a large range of movements, and his center of gravity was about to fall down as soon as he sank. Xue Qing quickly reached out to grab it, but only grabbed the sword, and the scabbard fell. It just smashed on the head of the wild boar that rushed towards it.

I went to grab the sword with my right hand, but I almost didn't grasp it with my left hand, and I saw that the wild boar had already come. Hurriedly grabbed it and climbed up.

The boar roared and rushed upwards, climbing the trunk with a pair of front hooves. The tree trunk shook and the snow fell. Hit on top of Xue Qing's head. The wild boar couldn't reach it, and its center of gravity was unstable and it fell. When he got up, he took two steps back, then rushed over and slammed into the trunk of the tree.

. Unfortunately, Xue Qing had already grabbed the branch. Hold on to the trunk of the tree, otherwise it will have to be shaken.

The boar went berserk, striking the trunk again and again. Xue Qing could only hold a long sword, and the tip of the sword was aimed at the back of the wild boar. Otherwise, throw it hard, and if you can insert it in the right place, it will go a little deeper. That won't solve this crisis.

It's a pity that the boar keeps bumping, and it's always in motion. The speed is quite fast, although it is only a few meters apart. But Xue Qing still didn't dare to make a move easily. If you miss the first blow, then you won't even have the last bit to rely on.

Xue Qing calmed down, took a few deep breaths, and observed the speed of the wild boar. Calculate the amount of lead. He threw the sword in his hand with all his might. A snap hit the boar's vest. But the insertion is not long, about an inch or two away. Then it fell, as the boar hit the trunk again. The sword dangled on the boar's back.

It's like the two sticks that the matador put in first. The sense of déjà vu is the same. Xue Qing's eyes darkened, this was completely over. Unexpectedly, the old lady was famous, and in the end, she was arched by a wild boar, just like Robert Baratheon, the lord of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros. Could it be that the old lady's death should be so miserable? This is recruiting who is messing with someone, me.

shouted at the top of his voice: "Help, someone." Tasker's Bitter Race. Black and Pool, Black and Pool. ”

There was a shout from afar: "Ah Xue, where are you, come out quickly, it's so uncomfortable for your husband......"

Xue Qing was surprised, delighted and speechless, when is it so long, can you mention this stubble, if it weren't for this, would the old lady be able to run to this wilderness in a good manner, and turn her head and run into a wild boar. Then he shouted loudly with a crying voice: "Come here, there is a wild boar here, come quickly." Come here. ”

Huo Quai's reputation came, and he shouted from afar: "Don't lie to me." Where did the wild boar come from? Come with me back to the camp, and I'll never drink the blood of a deer again. Where are you? ”

Xue Qing shouted: "Sensei nonsense, there are really wild boars, come here." ”

Huo Quzhi carried the hem of his robe, so as not to be wet by the water, and walked into the water with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and when he looked up, he saw Xue Qing shivering on the tree, and under the tree was really a wild boar arching. That's when I panicked. As soon as he touched his waist, he didn't know where the sword had gone, and he couldn't care so much, so he bent down and picked up a piece of goose warm stone and threw it over and shouted: "That wild boar, Hugh hurt my beloved wife." Come quickly and die. (To be continued.) )