ps:Accidentally uploaded the wrong one.,This one should be yesterday.,It's a pity that the author has only a few saved manuscripts that are wrong.,Sweat first.。 Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Donald breathed a long breath, sitting in the sea of corpses and blood, turning a blind eye and closing his eyes to rest.

Half an hour later, Donald opened his eyes suddenly, and in his eyes, there seemed to be lightning flashing, and finally disappeared in the depths of his eyes.

The breathing of half an hour, although it can't eliminate all the fighting energy left by the old city lord in the body, but at least it can achieve a small battle.

Don't look at the old city lord's every shot is just a simple "general attack", in fact, when the iron spear hit Donald, the old city lord's white horse fighting spirit had already flowed into Donald's physique along the iron spear.

Two fighting spirits with different attributes in the same space, just like a dragon and tiger fight, must be divided into life and death, which is very serious to Donald's battle.

The white horse fighting qi in Donald's body, with the old city lord's hits again and again, the amount of xenomorph fighting qi entering Donald's body is also increasing, and as time goes by, Donald's body has already suffered a lot of damage.

However, time does not allow him to continue to recuperate, and he believes that he will soon find out about his external strength and internal work, and when the time comes, they will come back, although he is not afraid, but if he is delayed, or if he is hurt a little more, it will be difficult to go back.

Donald had eaten more salt than most people had ever eaten, and knew that he could not hope for reinforcements.

Donald, who was in great form, stood up, looked around, and finally looked at his warhorse, and there was some gloom in his eyes.

A good mount is no less than a hero's closest comrade-in-arms.

This horse had been with Donald for years, and was as precious as the old lord and his old horse.

Donald took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and looked for tools to see if there were any tools around him.

It's a pity that this area has just experienced a tragic battle, and the wild horses on the Wild Horse Plain are hiding far away.

In desperation, Donald had no choice but to advance on foot.

However, before Donald could take a few steps, Donald sensed danger approaching?

How many wolves? Attracted by blood?

Donald smiled at the corner of his mouth, and it just so happened that he was thirsty?

He didn't wait for the wolves to look at the opponent, he instantly pounced, the black knife rolled, the three wolves were killed instantly, and the remaining wolf immediately fled, but was choked by Donald's ironclad hands, and then he opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of teeth, and bit the wolf's neck.

The wolf screamed and struggled, and the blood was sucked up by Donald in the direction of his neck.

Eventually, the wolf twitched and stopped moving.

"Cool." Donald threw down the wolf's corpse, his hair covered in blood, adding to his wildness.

The sound of "stabbing" is so eye-catching on the quiet battlefield.

Donald, who had just drunk the wolf's blood, had a black shadow appear behind him, and the sharp blade in his hand slammed three times, leaving three deep wounds on Donald's back.

Donald staggered a few steps forward, then immediately turned around and waited.

But the attackers are long gone.

"Who?" Donald didn't care about the injuries behind him, his tiger eyes were like copper bells, and he scanned all directions.

"Dada, dada." Horses' hooves.

Suddenly, there was the sound of iron hooves and horses?

Donald's expression changed suddenly, was it Tang Yu's pursuers, or did the Empire's rescue arrive and find themselves?

Wait a minute, with Donald's intermediate-level eagle eye technique, he can barely see everything within a three-meter radius, even in the dark of night, but he didn't find any enemies.

With the loud noise, they should be not far away from them.

Donald reconnoitred again and didn't find any enemy whereabouts?

But the ringing in his ears did not stop, and it really told Donald that the enemy was approaching.

"Shhh Behind Donald, the mysterious assassin reappears and sneaks up while Donald's attention is drawn to an enemy he can't find.

Donald had three more scars on his back, and his flesh was blurred.

He snorted, knowing that the current situation was extremely unfavorable for him, and he had to get out of here quickly.

Donald ignored the mysterious assassin and hurried away.

It's a pity that no matter where he goes, the sound of horses' hooves rings around him, sometimes far and near, and the sound of "da-da, da-da" does not stop, like a life-threatening nightmare.

The mysterious Assassin was always looking for his weaknesses in key places and then sneaking up.

The Assassin was extremely clever and knew that if he was targeting a weak spot, he would easily be perceived by himself, so he chose a place where it was easy to attack.

If there are many wounds and more blood is shed, it will also cause irreparable damage to itself.

Donald knew that he was weakening himself, and when he was weak enough, he would explode a fatal blow.

When the wolves really hunt their prey, they all go after a long period of chasing, consuming the physical strength of the prey, and finally winning the game and enjoying the feast.

The current Donald is the prey in the eyes of the wolves.

Of course, the mysterious assassin is not the most scruples of Donald, in the end, he is just an assassin, and if he wants to weaken him, it is not possible to do it in a short time, the key is still the sound of horses' hooves, judging from the sound, there are quite a few of them, and there are thousands of conservative estimates.

The unknown is scary. These mysterious iron horses, like the legendary ghost iron horses, left a deep impression on Donald.

If it was really a ghost iron knight, with his current condition, it would be impossible to kill three in and three out of the army.

Donald pulled out the black knife, the surface of the black knife glowed with a dark light, and after staring at it for a long time, it could suck people's souls into it.

Suddenly, a deadly arrow shot straight at his face.

This arrow, silently, without a trace, hides in the depths, grasps the weakness, and suddenly explodes, catching people off guard.

"Dang!" Donald's black knife reversed, using the surface to resist.

"Shhh The mysterious assassin reappeared, this time not behind Donald's back, but on the front?

When Donald had to defend himself against the arrows, a mysterious assassin appeared and attacked Donald's wrist.

Pick and bone!

With a "clang", the black knife fell to the ground.

"Kill!" In the void, an angry shout came, full of anger and murderous boiling.

"Kill, kill, kill." The shouting of killing shook the sky, and the ghost iron knight was high, rushing forward.

For a while, the battlefield that had just been quiet erupted in earth-shattering killing sounds again.

Donald is like a lone wolf, suffering from the enemy on his belly and back, and it is difficult to defeat his four hands, and gradually there is a situation of exhaustion.

He got down on one knee and suddenly understood.