Situated on the edge of the Great Plains in the middle of the Great Plains, the Mendelssohn Mountains act as a natural barrier to the north from the western borders of Sarion. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The mountains are lush with vegetation, mostly evergreen trees, and are sheltered by the paths carved out by outlaws or unscrupulous smugglers. From a military point of view, the Mendelssohn Mountains are a perfect guerrilla arena.

But Eshu didn't feel it at all, he had been mediating in the dense forest for nearly three hours, and the sound of horses' hooves was always like a ghost following him, leaving him no room to breathe. He washed his wounds by the brook, and the sound of horses' hooves came from the bushes behind him; He leaps between the tall branches, and the sound of horses' hooves tramples the fallen leaves below. Esher could vaguely guess that his own blood had revealed his whereabouts, but he had bandaged his wounds as quickly as possible, and Hercules had no hounds with him, so there was no way to follow the smell of blood. Of course, there is also the possibility that Hercules' mount has a sense of smell that is not inferior to that of a dog's nose.

Estheu couldn't help but sigh lightly, if such a possibility really existed, with his current state, trying to get rid of Hercules' entanglement was tantamount to a dream. The only thing that could give him some peace of mind was that Hercules had to rely on his mount to track him down, and the dense forest greatly limited the mobility of the hill-like horse, otherwise he would have been overtaken by Hercules. Rao is so Ai Xiu's situation is still deteriorating, his injuries are already serious, and since last night he has been in a highly tense and uninterrupted escape, his physical strength has long been like a well that is close to drying up, so if it is consumed, he must be the first to be unable to support it.

In that case, let's try again! Eshua took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and forcefully tore open the wound on his right shoulder that had already scabbed!

The Black King suddenly became excited, two hot white gases erupted from his nostrils, and a fishy saliva slipped from his mouth, and it rushed forward like an estrus, and the smell of blood that had been seemingly absent gradually became stronger, even overshadowing the faint smell of grass and trees in the forest. Finally caught up! Hercules perked up and tightened his grip on the demon's sword.

However, before he could take a few steps, the Black King stopped in front of a giant tree, and there was a trail of blood on the root of the tree that had not yet dried up, and the Black King licked it with some hesitation, in its sense of smell, which was only particularly sensitive to the smell of blood, the original smell of blood was like a series of twists and turns, intermittent dots, like a striking one-way arrow, and the Black King could effortlessly judge the direction in which his prey was heading. But now there was a strong smell of blood in all directions, like arrows being roughly entangled, which made the Black King undecided.

Hercules patted the Black King lightly and whispered, "Don't hesitate. ”

The Black King nodded, and chased in the direction where the smell of blood was strongest in his senses, and he soon found a fresh trail of blood, but the trail of his prey was still unclear. This time the Black King was much more cautious, but he sniffed around for a long time, and found nothing but a handful of sticky blood by a small stream. This made the Black King irritable, and the horse's hooves with the mouth of the bowl were uneasily scraping the ground.

Hercules turned over and dismounted, carefully studied the pool of blood that was gradually turning black, and recalled the location of the blood stains he had found before, and the three vaguely formed a rough triangle, just between him and the black king, like-

A cage of blood!

Hercules's heart suddenly brightened, and it was obvious that Esher had sensed the means he relied on to track, so he simply used his own blood to set up a maze for him: Didn't you track me down by the smell of blood? Okay, let you smell enough.

Hercules glanced back at the restless Black King, who kept opening his nose, but the huge smell signal had already made it lose its ability to discern, although it could wait until the smell of blood in this area completely dissipated, but by then Esher was probably about to cross the Mendelssohn Mountains.

I still let you run away! Hercules sighed wistfully, although he knew that Estheu's injury was very serious, his right shoulder was pierced by his own Avenger's arrow, and because of his rough drawing of the arrow, the wound was further expanded, and the amount of blood required to lay down this blood cage would probably make his injury worse, otherwise someone else should have died of excessive blood loss. But Hercules had an inexplicable certainty that Esher would survive in the vast and treacherous Mendelssohn Mountains. Through several battles with Eixiu, he could feel Eshu's extremely terrifying desire to survive, and the other party was the kind of warrior who would fight for his life even if he was in a desperate situation, and cut out a glimmer of life. Such a person, who is extremely tough in spirit and extremely shrewd in scheming, will never care about one or the other, how can he die of such a ridiculous reason as excessive blood loss?

"You won." Hercules stood up, "Black King, let's go!" ”

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Eshu, clutching the wound on his right shoulder, stumbled through the forest, blood gushing from between his fingers. His lips trembled violently from the loss of blood, and his cheeks were a translucent pale, and dense capillaries could even be seen through his skin, and it seemed that the blood flowing in it was no longer warm blood, but a stream of water that was gradually condensing into ice crystals. The limbs seem to no longer belong to themselves, and every step is light and fluttering, and they do not fall to the ground. Estheu knew that his physical condition had reached its limit. He slowly leaned against a large tree, leaned against the trunk and sat down slowly, trying to adjust his breathing, and then overdraw himself so uncontrollably that he was afraid that he would not be able to go out of the Delsun Mountains. Hercules would not be able to catch up for a while, and he had plenty of time to recuperate.

It is imperative to stop the bleeding first...... Eshua moved his dry mouth, trying to squeeze out some saliva and apply it to the wound on his right shoulder, but there was not even a single spittle. Essius thought for a moment, grabbed a few fallen leaves from the ground that were still green, put them in his mouth and chewed them slowly, the bitter taste of the mesophyll spread in his mouth, Essiu closed his eyes, forced himself to imagine the scene when he was in the Saarion prison, Dante ordered a table of delicacies, and he picked up a roast chicken and bit it down hard-

It's so sore that you lose your teeth!

The irritated mouth suddenly came alive, and Aeshu opened his eyes, spit the chewed leaves and saliva on the wound, and grabbed a handful of dirt and applied it carefully. After doing all this, Ai Xiu relaxed his body with relief, and the tiredness came like a tidal wave, as if someone whispered softly in his ear: sleep, rest, everything will be fine...... A warm breath brushed his cheeks, and Esher closed his eyes in pleasure, as if he were about to sink into a brief moment of tenderness.

Warm breath...... Wait a minute!

Eshua suddenly woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he found a mountain wolf slowly licking his neck!