Chapter 533: If You Don't Throw It, You Don't Throw It Away
The fat man carried the two of them, and his speed was still unabated. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info He's like a cannonball bouncing fast on the ground, or like a jumping ...... Wild boar.
The huge body is surprisingly light.
Only the moment it landed, it was like a cannonball smashing into the dirt, splashing a cloud of dirt, and the momentum was terrifying.
The fat man gasped, his whole body was sweating and steaming, and his legs were like lead, but he didn't dare to stay for a moment.
He felt the ground shake, and a look of fear appeared on his face. In the past, when a herd of beasts roared by, there would be such a tremor. Where will there be any beast herd at this moment, the fluctuation just now, the wild beast can only flee in fright, and will definitely not dare to rush over.
There is only one possibility, the enemy's cavalry!
The fat man even used the strength to feed, gritted his teeth, and ran wildly.
The shaking was getting closer and closer, and the fat man was about to cry.
Ah Hui, come and save me!
Zu Yan on the fat man's shoulder came to his senses. He was already badly wounded and weak. When he was carried by the fat man, he was a little embarrassed at first. But when he found that the fat man was running very fast, he reacted, it turned out that the fat man usually pretended to be, this guy is just lazy.
Every time he went out, it was Zu Yan who flew with the fat man.
Zu Yan, who reacted, immediately felt at ease, and flew with the fat man so many times, it was not too much to let the fat man carry it once!
But soon, Zu Yan regretted it.
The fat man ran up and down, landing extremely heavy, without any cushioning. After a while, Zu Yan was dizzy and nauseous and wanted to vomit. He felt like the bones in his body were going to fall apart.
What's worse is that the fat man runs through the mountains and forests, like a nimble wild boar.
The wild boar has rough skin and thick meat, of course, just like no one. But the oncoming branches, shrubs, and rattans were like raindrops on Zu Yan's body. Zu Yan's snow-white skin, the blood flutes are constantly increasing, criss-crossed, and miserable.
He said weakly, "You ...... No...... Do you want to run?"
In just one sentence, he was shaken into three by the fat man, and Zu Yan almost couldn't breathe.
The fat man's voice was crying: "How can there be so much nonsense!
Zu Yan was stunned for a moment, and his tone was soft: "Why are you crying? Take a rest when you're tired, don't be in such a hurry." ”
The fat man cried directly: "Can you not be in a hurry? The enemy is about to catch up!"
Zu Yan was stunned for a moment, he listened carefully, his face changed, and he hurriedly urged: "Run, run, run!"
The fat man cried, "I want to run faster, why don't you come?"
Zu Yan's face was full of anxiety, he was thinking about what to do, he turned his face and saw Zu Chun's dead face on the other side, and suddenly became furious: "What are you doing with this thing on your back? The enemy is about to catch up, throw it quickly!"
The fat man stopped crying: "Don't throw it!"
Zu Yan's face was stunned: "Don't throw it away? This is all burning your ass, why don't you throw it away?"
"This is my trophy! I haven't searched it yet. The fat man's tone was categorical: "The head can be broken, the blood can be shed, and the battlefield capture cannot be lost!"
Zu Yan: "......"
The rumbling sound behind him became more and more obvious, the ground was trembling, and the momentum alone made Zu Yan's face pale.
At this time, the fat man calmed down: "Don't be afraid, it's actually nothing, Ah Hui and I saw the migration of wild beasts when we were in the wilderness, and that scene was called a spectacular." ”
Zu Yan felt that he couldn't understand the fat man, he was usually as timid as a mouse, all kinds of laziness, and greed for money to the point of outrageousness, and he refused to throw away the spoils of war at this time. But this guy killed Zu Chun just now, and silently improved the ground fire tower cannon by himself.
Now when it is so dangerous, I haven't abandoned him, and I still talk and laugh with him.
How can there be such strange and contradictory people in the world?
Zu Yan soon discovered that the fat man was not running in a straight line, but was twisting and turning, constantly changing directions.
He couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you run in the direction of the camp?"
"Stupid!" Even in the middle of the wild run, the fat man couldn't help but roll his eyes and said angrily: "Remember in the future, you must not run in a straight line when you escape, or you will be easily chased by wild beasts." ”
Zu Yan subconsciously asked, "Why?"
"Why are you so stupid? It's so simple that I don't even know how to answer it. How did you get promoted to the master? You can't go through the back door, do you......?"
Zu Yan just wanted to refute, but the rumbling behind him was deafening, and he vaguely saw a figure.
"There!"
There was a loud shout from behind him.
The fat man, who was still in high spirits just now, changed his face greatly, and screamed: "Mom!"
The wind is like a whirlwind, constantly shuttling through the forest.
Xing Shan's gaze stared at the corpse on the shoulder of the slippery figure in the distance, his face was blue and his eyes were about to split.
Zu Chun!
Although it was just a back, Xingshan was sure that he would never be mistaken.
Zu Chun has followed him for many years and won his trust, and the friendship between the two has long exceeded that of ordinary superiors and subordinates. Seeing Zu Chun's corpse at this time, Xing Shan was inexplicably sad and indignant in his heart, and he roared loudly.
Feeling the grief and indignation of his master, the Blazing Flower Headed Wolf also raised his head and hissed. The bright red flowers on the black shiny hair turned into flames, slowly detached from its body and floated around. There is no trace of stray hair around its body, it is black and smooth like satin, and its head is long and hissed, and the spirit is extraordinary.
The forelimbs of the head wolf slammed on the ground, and the fire exploded, and it took off with the mountain of punishment into the air and pounced on the fleeing figure in the distance.
Hunting is what it does best, and its gaze is firmly fixed on its running prey.
However, the fat voice seemed to have expected it, and suddenly folded, blocking its view with the help of a large tree, and then after a few successive and strange changes of direction, the head wolf found that the prey had broken free from his lock.
Rumble!
The head wolf was like a small mountain, slamming into the ground, and the four hooves gushed out of the fire, mixed with the whistling mud, like picking up a wide heavy axe, and the trees within a radius of ten zhang were cut off, and then they were burned into ashes by the flowing fire, and the rocks were shattered, and the gravel shot into the forest, as strong as a heavy arrow, making a popping sound.
The head wolf left a charred black pit on the ground with a radius of several feet, and rose into the air again.
The bloody, red eyes of gems had flames burning, and it was enraged by its prey.
The fat prey, unusually cunning, constantly changing in shape, slippery like a loach. Suddenly to the left, sometimes to the right, sometimes with the help of trees, sometimes into the dense shrubs.
The prey is always able to skillfully cut off its locked qi, and it is the first time that the head wolf has encountered such a slippery prey.
The punishment mountain on the wolf's back calmed down from his rage, he was originally a character like a hero, and the more angry he was, the calmer he became. He was unusually calm at the moment, and a chill emanated from his body.
Those who are familiar with Xingshan will definitely run far away at this moment. They knew very well how terrible the angry Torture Mountain Lord was!
Xing Shan stared coldly at the slippery and abnormal figure, and he had to admit in his heart that this was the most thief sentry he had ever seen. It's really unbelievable, such a fat body can be so dexterous!
It's the first time he's seen a sentry with such a posture, and it's so powerful!
However, no matter how powerful it is, it is only a sentry.
With a sneer on his face, he took off the large black axe that hung from the side of the wolf's body.
The fat man felt something different, he was flushed, as if he was drunk. The sweat before was now completely visible, the green tendons on the back of his neck bloomed, and his eyes were wide and full of fear. The breath grew heavier and heavier, and red flames were faintly visible.
Zu Yan, who was carried on his shoulder, could hear the fat man's heartbeat like a heavy drum, as well as the tense muscles all over his body. The breath was so heavy that you could see the flames, which was a sign that the fire power was exhausted and burning.
Fatso......
Zu Yan's heart was inexplicably moved, his nose was sour, it was really happy to be able to wake up from the ice and meet such a good partner.
He couldn't help but say, "Fatty, throw us away!"
The fat man didn't say a word, buried his head and ran wildly, and his fat body trembled all over, like a crazy wild boar.
Zu Yan raised his voice and shouted, "Fatty, throw us away!"
The fat man remained silent, as if he hadn't heard.
Zu Yan sensed that something was wrong, and struggled to look at the fat man's face, shocked.
The fat man's pupils were dilated, there was no focus, only white flames flowing.
Matsuma Valley.
The embroidery cultivation of the sword envoy has now become the object of onlookers in the gap between everyone's daily cultivation. The picture of iron-blooded strong men, holding embroidery needles and sweating profusely and carefully embroidering, is really joyful.
Ai Hui's angry reprimand sounded from time to time.
"Slow down, slow down, what are you doing so fast? Are you holding a knife or an axe?"
"Concentration, mind steady, do you know what it means to be stable? It's that someone behind your ass is going to cut your ass with a knife, and you still finish the embroidery calmly. ”
Someone in the crowd shouted, "Boss, what about the ass?"
"Ass?" Ai Hui tilted his head and thought for a moment: "That can only be repaired after embroidery." ”
"Hahaha......"
Everyone laughed crookedly, forgetting the memory of being laughed at by onlookers when they were cultivating in the Iron Basket Sword Tower.
Shi Zhiguang's eyes were fixed on the embroidery needle in his hand, engrossed, and he turned a deaf ear to everyone's laughter. I have to say that this is a completely new experience, and in his previous cultivation, he experienced a rapid pleasure.
The faster he went, the slower he felt time flowing.
Embroidery, however, was slow, and when it slowed down to a certain extent, he was surprised to find that he felt as if time was flowing faster.
He wondered if other people were like that?
But as the current rate increased, he felt another indescribable "slowness". His mind was unusually stable, as stable as a stone in the long river of time. Time is like a river, flying over the surface of the stone, but every detail is so clear and three-dimensional.
Very peculiar feelings, he indulged in them.
He discovered his talent, and he had an unusual sensitivity to speed. Whether it's a speeding sword as fast as lightning or a slow-focused embroidery, he will have a different feeling. He still had a hard time figuring out what the use of these feelings were.
He specifically asked the boss for advice, and the boss thought about it for a while and asked him to peel off the cocoon.
Compared with embroidery, the speed of stripping and peeling off the cocoon is slower, and Shi Zhiguang's feeling is more intense.
Ai Hui glanced at Shi Zhiguang and secretly praised in his heart.
Among the three sword commanders, Shi Zhiguang's talent is the most outstanding, and he is also the fastest to enter the state.
Ai Hui suddenly felt something, and couldn't help but look at Shi Zhiguang, his expression moved.
The silk thread in Shi Zhiguang's hand suddenly lit up with a faint brilliance, buzzing and trembling.