Tayun's whole body was already soaked, but Feng Jiutian could feel that Tayun's body was gradually getting colder, which was the result of the change of the plague in its body. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info stepping on the clouds, from time to time hooking his head and rubbing his lower lip against Feng Jiutian's arm, his two ears still flashing from side to side in an alert manner. The corners of the two eyes, I don't know whether it was sweat or tears, began to roll down the short horsehair.

The courage to put your body next to the horse's mouth or stand behind the horse is in itself a great trust in the horse. Only when people and horses have great trust in each other and have a deep friendship will people do this. All the weapons of the horse's defense and attack are on its four hooves and sharp teeth, and when it attacks, it will use its teeth to bite the enemy, and it will use its four iron hooves to crush the enemy.

When the horse thinks it's not safe, he attacks it with his teeth and hooves. When it trusts someone and establishes friendship with whom, it will use its face, its head to rub against each other, or, with its back, to carry each other, to show friendship and reciprocate.

The horse is a very spiritual animal, and every move of a person will also be perceived with his heart.

Although Feng Jiutian couldn't see the front of Tayun, he could already feel that his old friend was expressing to himself that he was reluctant to part. He gently wrapped his hands around the neck of Tayun, buried his head in the horse's mane, and let the tears flow wantonly.

Every time Tayun runs, a thin stream of blood will come out. Looking at the blood injection, Feng Jiutian was heartbroken, and his choked breath almost choked him out of breath. Feng Jiutian raised his head, squeezed his left hand, grabbed a wisp of horsehair from Tayun, and with a flick of the short knife in his right hand, he had cut off a strand of Tayun's horsehair and stored it in his arms.

He put his face into the horsehair of Tayun again, kissed Tayun gently, pressed his hands on Tayun's shoulders, and his body had jumped out of the air to the right, and he was riding on the saddle of the wind. He first gently pulled the reins of the wind, the wind body leaned forward, retracted the momentum, Feng Jiutian leaned back at this moment, pulled the reins hard, the wind let out a long hiss, the front hooves were raised high, and the continuous front hooves in the air retracted the fluttering momentum, and the hind legs had stood up steadily. Feng Jiutian took the reins in his right hand, harnessed the wind with two hind legs, and as soon as his body turned, he already had the horse's head facing north, raised his four hooves, and galloped north.

Tayun's body was light, and his body was like a sharp arrow shooting forward, Tayun let out a long roar, looked back, and Feng Jiutian, who shook the reins and turned back, instantly glanced at each other, and the hearts of people and horses intersected in an instant, and in an instant, the north and south looked at each other, life and death.

Feng Jiutian just glanced at Tayun, and his eyes were completely blurred. Choked and choked, the placket in front of him was soaked.

The wind hissed, as if he was also saying goodbye to his friends who had galloped together for many years. Then carry Feng Jiutian and gallop to the North Plains Road.

Treading on the clouds, the muscles of the whole body, at this time have reached their peak, it runs faster and faster, the more tragic it runs, as if it wants to run all the glory of its short life into these last and most tragic and valuable two hours. The pale cloud-like corpse-tailed bee swarm followed the clouds closely, absorbing the distemper in the blood of the clouds.

The wind carried Feng Jiutian to the north, and the fate of stepping on the clouds aroused its fighting spirit, and the cyan horse rushed forward like a sharp arrow that had just left the bow and crossbow. It will return to the edge of the forest that leads to the 'point of no return' after the clouds have fallen.

A moment later, a pigeon swooped into the sky from Feng Jiutian's hand, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the moonlit night.

Hua Can, holding a strong crossbow in his hand, slowly walked to the front. Behind him, a black shadow was quietly and slowly approaching him, in that black shadow, a few pieces of cold light flashed from time to time, and with the cold moonlight, it flashed and disappeared into darkness.

Suddenly, on a tree in front of him, two black shadows, one after the other, rushed towards Hua Can, and in the moonlight, Hua Can saw that in the black shadows, mixed with a little cold light. The black shadow in front of him spread his arms like a human in the air and rushed towards the top of Hua Can's head. The black shadow behind it reached the ground first, like a ball rolling towards Hua Can's legs, and in the rolling, there were also flashes of cold light from time to time.

Suddenly, this lightning-like attack enveloped Hua Can's whole body.

Hua Can stood still and didn't move, as if he had been photographed by the momentum of these two black shadows. In the blink of an eye, the black shadow that fell from the volley had already arrived in front of Hua Can. It seems that Hua Can can't escape this strangulation.

Hua Can's eyes were looking at a tree in front of him, and he knew that what was swimming in that tree was the killer.

When the two black shadows were able to pounce on Hua Can's body, Hua Can's corpse hook suddenly took off his hand, spun back, and the white light flashed, and the black shadow behind him seemed to be shocked by the white light emitted from the corpse hook, and hurriedly retreated backwards. Hua Can's body also fell straight back, and the bodies of the two black shadows that rushed up and down impartially pounced on the position where Hua Can had just stood. In the blink of an eye when they felt the air flutter and were ready to take off again, the powerful crossbow in Hua Can's hand had already been shot. At such a close distance, the two black shadows were fixed on the ground by two iron arrows before they could get up.

As soon as the two arrows were fired, Hua Can's corpse hook suddenly changed, and one corpse hook turned into two in an instant, and the hook handles intersected, and they spun forward extremely quickly, cutting the black shadow into two.

In a wheez, the three black shadows didn't even hum a sound, and they were killed by Hua Can. Hua Can didn't dare to light the torch, and lighting the torch at this time was undoubtedly exposing his whole body. The two corpse hooks that rotated backwards, after cutting the black shadow, drew a semicircle, and rotated back into Hua Can's hand in one piece.

Hua Can turned the side of the corpse hook to the moonlight, and turned down, and a white light shone on the black shadow that had just been cut down. It turned out to be a monster with a human face and a monkey body. The two eyes, reflected by the moonlight drawn by the corpse hook, were red as if blood was about to drip out.

The monster's head was wider than its shoulders, its mouth and nose, its arms were strangely long, and the nails of its three fingers were like hooks, shining white in the moonlight. The body was cut open by the corpse hook, and the intestines flowed out, and the brown and dark blood flowed to the ground, which was disgusting.

Just now, the thing that swam in the big tree that Hua Can's eyes had never left suddenly disappeared from Hua Can's afterglow. Just when Hua Chan glanced at the black shadow that had been killed in front of him, the thing on the tree disappeared in an instant.

Hua Can, slowly holding the crossbow, walked forward. He knew that it was right next to him, in the grass around him, or in the trees. He could feel a rancid smell in the air, faintly diffusing through the air.

Suddenly, on the trees in front of him, five white shadows pounced on him. Behind the white light, four or five black shadows, from several positions, followed behind the white shadow, and pounced on him together. At the same time, in his peripheral vision, a black shadow swam out of the grass, winding towards him on the ground, and in the process of entanglement, it was constantly splitting and changing.

The powerful crossbow in Hua Can's hand shot out like a bead, shooting at the five white shadows respectively. Not only did he not retreat, but his whole person greeted him like those five white shadows.

Hua Can suddenly felt that these five white shadows were not forcing him to retreat at all, and what was even more strange was that he felt that the black shadows under his feet were rolling towards him at an angle, that is, forcing him to rush forward.

Five soft sounds, the oncoming white shadow was hit by the repeater, shattered like white ice, and fell in all directions. At the same time, the five black shadows that followed behind all disappeared into the grass on the side of the road. The dark shadow at his feet disappeared as he rushed forward. All around, there was a sudden deathly silence. Hua Can saw that in the white shadow that was hit by his crossbow, there were bits and pieces of phosphorescence.

Is this the remains of a human being, or the bones of an animal? Hua Can was shocked.