Cat Ears wants to help Wen Xiaoyun speak, after all, they are all their own people, so it's not good to be so needle-pointed at Mai Mang's everywhere.

But when he looked at the frosty face on the wall, he immediately shrank his neck and swallowed all his words.

Wen Xiaoyun patted the cat's ears on the shoulder, "Brother Ears, it's okay, I'm in good spirits now, besides, I'm a big man, what can I do?" Go back and help. ”

Cat's ears nodded, "I see that it will rain eighty percent of the day, take advantage of this good to go, Wen Torture Room, you hurry home." ”

"Okay." Wen Xiaoyun smiled slightly, ignored Yin Nuo, turned over on the horse, shook the whip violently, and galloped away on the stagnant water all the way.

"Hmph, a dead duck has a hard mouth." Yin Nuo looked at Wen Xiaoyun's back as he walked away, and unconsciously narrowed his eyes and sneered.

On the other side, Wen Xiaoyun, who left Du's Qian Zhuang handsomely on a horse, didn't insist on two streets at all, so he turned off the horse with grinned teeth.

The previous horseback riding strands were worn out, and just now in front of Yin Nuo, he deliberately acted majesticly, and accidentally straddled his legs for a while, and opened the scabbed place just now.

There was an instantaneous burning pain in both strands, and the feeling was simply not too sour.

Fortunately, just after the rain, there were basically no people on the empty street, so you can cover the root of your thighs without caring too much about the image, and lead the horse to limp away.

Wen Xiaoyun moved with tears in her eyes, and walked with difficulty step by step.

Is it necessary to go back on such a long leg?

Just when there was a gloomy mist above her head, the footsteps of the horse beside her suddenly stopped.

Wen Xiaoyun looked at it strangely, but the horse was snorting violently, snorting irritably, digging its hooves uneasily, and glaring at the front with hostility.

Wen Xiaoyun followed the horse's line of sight and looked forward, and immediately hit a spirit on her body.

At the mouth of the narrow alley ahead, a large black dog more than half a person tall suddenly appeared.

It bared its fangs violently, the corners of its mouth were dripping with disgusting mucus, and its two blood-red eyes were nailed to Wen Xiaoyun's body with a fierce gaze.

If it was an ordinary vicious dog, seeing a horse several times its size, it would definitely not be easily provoked.

But the vicious dog in front of him was so vicious that he scared his horses very much.

Wen Xiaoyun suddenly felt that things were going to be bad.

She swallowed her saliva unconsciously, clutched the reins with both hands, and didn't even dare to breathe.

To deal with ordinary vicious dogs, I am afraid that they cannot run vigorously. After all, there are no accidents with a two-legged living person, and he can't do a four-legged beast at all.

But now the situation is different, and judging by the blood-red eyes of the beast, it is very likely that it is a mad dog without reason. Staying still is a dead end.

And most importantly, you have a horse yourself.

Thinking of this, Wen Xiaoyun quickly made up her mind.

She staggered slightly, trying to find the fastest position to get on the horse without angering the other party.

However, the evil dog's observation and acuity were far higher than Wen Xiaoyun's prediction.

Just as she moved a small step on her toes, the big black dog roared, and its four paws leaped up violently, flying straight towards Wen Xiaoyun like an arrow.

it!

The potential small universe of Wen Xiaoyun's whole body exploded instantly, almost flying onto the horse, jumping the horse's head, and galloping away like four hooves off the ground!

But the barking of the vicious dog has been following behind like a shadow, and Wen Xiaoyun didn't even dare to turn back, so he specially picked up the road that could escape and galloped desperately.

I don't know how long I ran, and I don't know where I ran, when the barking of the dog in my ears finally disappeared without a trace, Wen Xiaoyun's lungs were almost blown up.

She was out of breath, and gradually slowed down, looking back in horror.

was finally dumped by her.

She breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand to wipe her sweat, and found that she was soaking wet.

Wait a minute

Wen Xiaoyun suddenly realized that this was a completely unfamiliar street.

There are no previous shops and stalls along the street, and the buildings are unfamiliar.

Wen Xiaoyun turned her head suddenly, she was now standing at an intersection, and the walls of the houses on the left and right were collapsed and incomplete.

Through the remnants of the courtyard wall, you can see the arrogant crazy weeds in the courtyard, and the tattered window paper, revealing countless black and broken abandoned houses.

When I came, the road turned into a narrow alley, and the gray-brown wall tiles were washed by the rain, and the color was even more heavy and depressing.

The potholes on the ground, the reflection of the broken walls with weeds, and the gray and gloomy sky exude an oppressive and terrifying atmosphere.

I'll drop a good God.

Wen Xiaoyun's tears flowed, she was lost and couldn't find a home.

Just as she began to feel sad and hopeless, and wandered helplessly, she sat down and paced restlessly on the same place again.

The reined neck also swung stiffly and struggled.

Wen Xiaoyun was completely stupid, from behind the ruins, at the corners of the streets on all sides, more than a dozen more ugly and ferocious vicious dogs suddenly sprang out.

And the one in the middle is the biggest, and the appearance is the most terrifying.

The hair on his body is bald, not to mention the dirty curled one, and there is a large black-purple-black-purple sarcoma on the muscular forehead.

Its dog face is strangely long, its fangs are blue, and one eye is turned open by a hideous scar.

In fact, although Wen Xiaoyun was not so frightened that she cried and called her mother, she was not much better.

She felt like her soul had been scared out of the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

A vicious dog, she can still struggle to save herself, but a dozen monster hounds, without any tools on her body, she can only despair.

No!

Don't despair!

Finally, there are horses!

Wen Xiaoyun bit her tongue fiercely, forced herself to calm down, and clenched the reins again, wanting to find another unguarded gap, and fled directly on horseback.

But this time, God did not favor Wen Xiaoyun again.

She didn't rush out while the vicious dog was unprepared, but was taken advantage of by the vicious dog and pounced directly.

Wen Xiaoyun was just about to tighten the reins, and the one-eyed vicious dog led by him pounced on him like a black wind, biting the horse's throat, and before the horse could resist, it was pounced on by the giant vicious dog to the ground!

Wen Xiaoyun only felt a foul smell of rot that could choke people to death, and he fell straight out of the horse.

When the heavens and the earth hung upside down, she saw several vicious dogs with fangs, tearing and pounced on her like a tide.

She couldn't believe that she would confess her life in such a daze.

Or in such a tragic way.

However, the imaginary pain did not come.

Just when Wen Xiaoyun's body was finally about to fall to the ground, a white figure as fast as the wind suddenly flew in front of her!

The man reached out and grabbed her arm, and with a flick of the volley, he threw her out of the pack of vicious dogs!

Wen Xiaoyun howled miserably and was thrown into a pool of fresh rainwater puddles, and the bone frame was almost not broken.

But it's better to break than to be torn apart.

She struggled to get up quickly, and saw a young man dressed in white through the sewage flowing through her bangs, holding a silver sharp sword, flashing left and right, three strikes and five divided by two, and killed most of the vicious dogs.

Wen Xiaoyun's eyes shook suddenly, Rao is body was in the muddy street, and it did not affect the elegance and lightness of the man in white.

His figure is extremely beautiful, his movements are smooth, and his posture is elegant, like a fairy descending.

It doesn't feel like killing a dog at all, it's just an elegant sword dance with sound and light, mist and blood.

"White... White Crane? ”