On the other side of the fire lay a lot of female barbarians, their high bulging bellies showing signs of life, they spread their legs and moaned in pain, several older barbarian women patrolled back and forth around them, and from time to time picked up the babies who had just crawled out of their mother's body from under them, because the distance was too far, Wu Yong couldn't see it very clearly, but one thing was certain, these babies were by no means normal barbarian descendants, those babies were already extremely aggressive in the hands of the old woman, waving their limbs in the air to attack and bite others.

Each barbarian woman has more than one strange baby in her womb, and a steady stream of strange babies crawls out of the female barbarian's lower body, and if the old woman does not pick them up in time, they will let out a sharp howl, tear each other, and even attack and devour the mother's body. Even more disturbing is the fact that even if the mother is dead, it does not affect their production in the slightest.

The old barbarian woman who went back and forth did not have any mercy for the dead compatriots, and only waited for the strange baby to give birth and threw the corpse of the compatriot into the pile of strange babies next to her.

Wu Yong's eyesight is better than that of the other members, and he can see it more realistically, and in the face of this hellish scene, the whole team has no other feeling for a while except nausea and instinctive disgust. gradually separated from Wu Yong and glanced at each other, suppressed the sourness tumbling in his stomach, and signaled everyone to withdraw.

Suddenly, there was a sound of barbarian alarms behind them, and everyone looked back to see that it was a group of barbarians who went out to patrol and didn't know when they returned, maybe everyone's attention was attracted by the scene in front of the bonfire just now, and they didn't find that the barbarian patrol approached and leaked their whereabouts. The barbarians discovered the reconnaissance team and immediately shouted to their nearby companions to come and round up the others.

"Retreat." With an order, all the members of the reconnaissance team got up one after another, no longer concealing their whereabouts, and ran wildly on the snowfield.

The monster on the edge of the campfire in the distance saw the invasion of outsiders, fanned the flesh webs on its body, and let out a strange cry, driving away those barbarians who had been screened out to withstand the divine power to hunt down and kill the people, while they writhed in intoxication and twisted the tentacles behind the barbarian's body, and their bodies trembled with pleasure.

The barbarians who were the first to discover the gradual departure and others quickly approached on their horses, smashed out the meteor hammers in their hands, and landed on the retreat route of the reconnaissance team, and the people of the reconnaissance team kept changing their footsteps, looking for a safe route to leave in the whistling falling meteor hammer.

After dodging the meteor hammer, the group continued to flee further north in the snowfield.

The grassland was wide and flat, and the barbarians who surrounded him rode on their war horses, stirring up a wind and snow, and soon approached the group of seven, and the meteor hammer fell again, hitting the back of one of the team members, he screamed and fell to the ground, hundreds of barbarian war horses stepped over him without stopping, and the whole body was trampled deep into the grass.

Wu Yong shouted to Gradually Li as he ran: "You take everyone to find a way to leave, and I will attract their attention." ”

Gradually refused: "Let's go, let's go together, I won't leave you." ”

Wu Yong said: "Only you are most familiar with the terrain of Tianhuo, if you die, none of us will be able to walk this snowfield, don't worry, I am confident that I will avoid their pursuit, we will see you afterwards." After finishing speaking, Wu Yong no longer gave the opportunity to persuade gradually leaving, kicked the ground with both feet, and the whole person was like a stubborn wooden stick on the grassland, his feet ploughed out two deep ditches in the snow, and turned around and ran towards the approaching barbarians, the speed was more than twice as fast as when he had just fled.

Gradually leaving is a decisive and simple person, seeing Wu Yong give up his chance to escape for everyone, he did not act coyly, the speed of the soles of his feet did not decrease, and he continued to lead everyone to run towards the north of the snowfield, just silently prayed in his heart that this good brother Jiren, who had not known each other for a long time, had his own natural appearance.

When the barbarians saw that someone dared to turn around and fight desperately, they laughed mockingly, and without even throwing away the meteor hammer, they picked up the reins and rushed over, wanting to step him directly into the soil, and even kill and bury him together. When Wu Yong was less than two feet away from the barbarians, he suddenly accelerated again, and the barbarians didn't even have time to blink their eyes, and they saw the people rolling up large snowflakes and attacking the horse team like a blizzard, while Wu Yong slowed down slightly and hid in the wind and snow behind him.

The barbarians were facing the blizzard, and they couldn't open their eyes because of the cold wind and snow, and Wu Yong turned his back to the wind and snow, and saw the barbarians clearly. For this group of brutal things between humans and beasts, it is hypocritical kindness to talk about compassion again, after several baptisms on the battlefield, Wu Yong has long thought that he is not that ignorant and naïve teenager, a few ups and downs, and the swallow-style short knife in his hand has been stained with a lot of barbarian blood.

After the wind and snow subsided, the barbarians finally saw Wu Yong's figure clearly, and surrounded Wu Yong in it.

Wu Yong was not panicked, and jumped back and forth on the barbarians' shoulders and horses' heads lightly, and let the barbarians stab the sky with weapons in their hands, and they couldn't hurt a bit.

There was still a steady stream of barbarians coming from the campfire, Wu Yong saw that a few people had run away, and he didn't dare to hold it too big, in case he fell into a heavy siege, he couldn't get out, his feet stepped on the shoulders of a barbarian, and the whole person seemed to be ejected, flying in the opposite direction of gradually leaving the others. The four legs of the barbarian war horse that was borrowed were broken and could not stand, which is enough to see how heavy this stepping force is.

The barbarians were teased by Wu Yong, and they were furious, and they all chased after Wu Yong, and no one paid attention to the people who were gradually leaving on the other route.

Wu Yong has never been to the grassland, running between the sky and the earth, if you don't think about the wolf-like barbarian chasing soldiers behind him, it is a refreshing thing, the whole body seems to have endless strength, and the speed seems to rise endlessly.

The barbarians chasing after him had never seen anyone running so fast, and some were already muttering titles like the Son of the Wind God. Although the distance between the two is gradually widening, the barbarians are not worried that Wu Yong will run away, because on the grassland, there is no creature with better endurance than the barbarian war horse, and if you catch up for a hundred miles, it is estimated that this villain's physical strength will be exhausted, and when the time comes, he must be tortured in the most cruel way.

At this time, the barbarians could still see Wu Yong's hair flying, and after twenty miles, they could only barely see Wu Yong's vague figure, and the little leader of the barbarians calmly tightened the reins, thinking that it was an illusion, it was impossible for him to run for so long and maintain such a fast speed. After another twenty miles, Wu Yong basically disappeared from sight, and the little leader of the barbarians still pretended to lead his men to chase after him, pretending not to lose the target, and after another twenty miles, in the blank eyes of the clansmen, the little leader of the barbarians sighed and gave up the pursuit very regretfully.