Chapter 95 95: Wiped a handful of cold sweat from his head

On the mountain, Yixuan's body was covered with mud, as if he had climbed out of the mud. His former quiet elegance was long gone, and he was staggering forward with a lame leg.

The Great Crisis!

He was disheveled, with many small scars on his body, and the whole person looked miserable, and every step he took was imprinted on the ground with a bloody footprint.

Blood flowed down his back, and the claw marks of the bones were visible, and the flesh and blood rolled up, and he broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

He's running for his life.

But a lame leg has an effect on his speed, but if he doesn't want to die, he can only continue to escape.

The sound of heavy footsteps rumbling sounded, indirectly mixed with the roar of a fierce bear. The voice was closing in on him, and the situation was not good, but he was calm.

Ahead, there is an old tree. He thought about it in his heart, and finally, he raised his hem, used his hands and feet together, and climbed the trunk of the tree. But it is clear that a gentle man like him is the most suitable for keeping at home, and things like climbing trees are really not suitable for him. During this period, several times, he had just climbed a section, and his body slid down again, and he wore out his palm, and his ten fingers were dripping with blood. It's not that it doesn't hurt, but it's that it's struggling to the death with a tenacious heart.

Finally, he panted and lay on a thick branch that grew horizontally, "Is it self-sufficient?" He looked down and saw that the two-meter-tall black bear was pounding its own chest angrily, baring its teeth and grinning.

He wiped a handful of cold sweat from his head.

My luck is really not good. Early this morning, he stumbled upon this black bear, who had been dormant for a long winter and was so hungry that he took him as his prey. He made a decision immediately, he was powerless, and his skills were not as good as those of several brothers in the family. The black bear is invincible, he can only escape! But the black bear was very persistent, staring at him, chasing him, during which several times, he narrowly escaped life, if it wasn't for his cleverness and wit to avoid the killing machine, maybe now he would have become the ration of the black bear.

The black bear glared angrily at Liang Yixuan on the tree, it beat its chest a few more times, and then picked up the bear's paw and slapped it at the trunk, the tree suddenly shook violently, and Yixuan was so frightened that he quickly hugged the branch.

The black bear roared again, then took a booming step, trotted, and then slammed his shoulder into the trunk.

The tree shook even more violently.

Yi Xuan pursed his thin lips.

There is no one in the Liang family who is afraid of death! But death is as heavy as a thousand pounds, and some are as light as a feather. He is not afraid of death, he is only afraid that his death is worthless.

But now this situation is beyond his control.

With a 'click', the tree was knocked crooked, and some of the roots buried under the soil were pulled out.

The black bear continued to slam into it, and then, the stout old tree became more and more crooked, and finally there was a thud.

"Yi Xuan ——!!"

Yi Xuan on the tree heard the gust of wind, and at the same time as the tree fell, he didn't know if it was his hallucination, he seemed to hear the third brother's anxious and frightened exclamation?

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Liang Shujun is an actor, this is a charming and charming man, he has a thousand styles, seems to be cynical, but if you want to pick up the ability to track prey and hunt in Jinshan, he is not inferior to the fourth child at all.

A few years ago, the brothers were frequent visitors to the mountains. In addition to the frail and sickly second, there is also the youngest Yixuan, the eldest child, the third, the fourth, and the fifth, all often go into the mountains, without a teacher, and hunt some pheasants and rabbits to satisfy hunger.