Chapter Twenty-Three: Miao Nu Youyou

"Yoyo ......"

Miscellaneous Xiaodao's eyes were red, he roared wildly, strode forward, and stabbed forward with his sword.

Although the two-headed vicious dog was a deformed creature, it was very agile and cunning, and after it took Yoyo in its mouth, it did not bite it, but turned around and ran out. The wooden sword stabbed by the miscellaneous hairy path was flicked vigorously by its tail, and with a snap, the sword almost fell off. The two-headed vicious dog, the size of a calf, did not continue to attack us, but ran into the distance.

The little Miao girl is more than one meter long and more than three meters long, and she has a grip on her waist, but it is not difficult for the vicious dog to hold it. She cried out in fright when she was suddenly picked up, and as the figure of the two-headed vicious dog disappeared at the end of the passage, the voice became erratic. I think of the sharp fangs in this guy's mouth, and when he is caught in such a mouth, he must be covered with wounds, and it is estimated that Yoyo's life will not be saved.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao ignored it, and rushed forward with a peachwood sword.

There was a cloth bag on the ground, which contained the budgie who had fallen into a deep sleep and had not woken up yet. The poor fat hen fell to the ground and rolled several times without even a snort. Miscellaneous Xiaodao was obviously mad and chased after him, but I couldn't care about the death or life of the fat hen, so I rushed up, picked up the cloth bag, and then threw out the sundries in the waterproof backpack and stuffed the adults inside.

After this series of actions was completed, I followed the backs of the rest of the people and chased them there.

In fact, I have long been worried in my heart: the vicious dog with Youyou, since he can chase Jia Wei all over the ground, is obviously a very difficult guy to mess with, I am afraid that we will not only not be able to save Youyou, but also put ourselves in it. But although I don't understand the relationship between Miscellaneous Trail and Yoyo, it doesn't prevent me from going hard.

The so-called friends are like that.

After running with the crowd for a while, the space in front of me suddenly opened up.

I slowed down and looked: Oh, why did you run out again? I saw that we went around to the south, and the direction of this place was diagonally opposite the eastern cave we had just come. Passing over the many stone figurines, I saw the two-headed vicious dog running to the stone bridge in the "Kan" position, and immediately surrounded by four long, mantis-like arthropod guards around it.

These guys were more than a meter tall, with a pair of blade-like knuckles swaying, and their triangular eyes staring at the stray hairy trail that rushed forward.

The two-headed vicious dog threw Yoyo on the bridge deck and used one of its heads to arch her, trying to get her to cross the bridge.

After falling to the ground, Yoyo, who was dressed in a blue-black Miao suit, staggered to his feet and cried loudly. The two-headed vicious dog is about one meter four or five high, like a calf, with a long body and a short tail, covered in blood, with many leprosy and wounds on it, and the maggots of white flowers burrow around on the carrion, and it makes a low roar in its throat, which is more fierce than a wolf, and is as powerful as a tiger.

The little Miao girl walked forward step by step, she cried very sadly, and there was a trace of despair and unwillingness in it.

The miscellaneous trail was already like a whirlwind, rushing to five meters in front of the stone bridge, and then was stopped by four praying mantises. Yang Cao, who was running next to me, suddenly lost his voice and said, "This, could this be a prehistoric giant mantis?" "I asked what it was? He said that they had found the corpse of this thing in Jiuzhaigou Ruoergai Flower Lake, and there is a legend that the senior monk of the Tashilhunpo Monastery of the Gelug sect of Tibetan Buddhism once raised two of them in the four warehouses, and his master had seen them, and they were servants of the devil, and their forelimbs were ossified, like knives, and they were even more powerful than first-class swordsmen.

I said, oh, but I couldn't help but compare it with the two-knife man-foot badger.

The miscellaneous hair trail has already faced the four prehistoric giant mantises, these four little things are so flexible that they are almost unspeakable, and the forelimbs are tough and sharp, the peach wood sword of the miscellaneous hair trail is against it, and there are many chopping marks immediately, and in just two rounds, the miscellaneous hair trail retreated, and his face became solemn.

The opponent is really strong, if you are impatient, you will lose your life.

Although he is usually a child, he is a very assertive and judgmental person, and he knows that he should not let his personal emotions affect him at this moment. He calmed down, pulled a sword flower, and posed in the standard Tai Chi sword starting style. I once said that the swordsmanship of the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao is the Taoist Tai Chi health sword, and then it was improved by the Xiao family, incorporating a lot of practical skills, as well as the necessity of Taoist magic, and finally achieved the Xiao Tai Chi swordsmanship.

When we were still more than ten meters away, the miscellaneous trail once again confronted the four prehistoric giant mantises.

At that moment, the miscellaneous trail was no longer the gangster fortune teller who set up a stall on the side of the road, but showed the elegant swordsmanship like the old gentleman who was clear in the wind. Almost out of sight, wood-colored swords danced in front of us, casting a shadow of the sword. In the next moment, the two prehistoric giant mantis flew away from their necks with their plate-sized triangular heads in Yang Cao's sigh.

This prehistoric giant mantis Yang Cao said that it was rare to find, but in an instant, two of them were beheaded by the miscellaneous hairy path.

And it still uses a wooden sword.

It was at this moment that three marks appeared in the Dao robe on the back of the miscellaneous hairy path, and blood splattered. His wooden sword was softened, and after a sudden burst of success, he stopped his vicious moves and began to draw circles, defusing the attacks of the remaining two giant mantises, and luring them towards us.

I had already rushed to the front, Yang Cao took a step forward, the bone stick and a giant mantis on the left clashed, the bone knife and the bone stick intersected, polishing several sparks, and the other slid towards me, who had nothing in his hands.

It raised its twin knives and slashed at me at a strange angle.

Although the knife was transformed into the bones of a prehistoric giant mantis, under this attack with just the right strength and tricky angles, I could even imagine the sad appearance of my arm being cut off. But I seem to have a better choice than hard work. My hand had reached the pistol pinned to my waist, and there was only one bullet left in it.

I was able to shoot this bullet into the skull of the enemy in front of me at the best possible time.

Bang –

The turquoise brain splattered out, and I felt a little happy in my heart, blocking the blade of the blade that had not been eliminated by the scrapped black iron lump, and the bone knife slashed at the pistol, and a shallow steel mark appeared. My hand sank for a moment, and I felt the strength of it. It was precisely feeling this strength that made me feel a little admiration for the miscellaneous hairy path: this guy, with a wooden sword, fought four prehistoric giant mantis for a few rounds, and even slashed two in an instant.

Such a profound sword skill, there is a charm of simplification into complexity lingering on the retina I just had.

There were two minions to deal with, Yang Cao and me, and the miscellaneous hairy trail rushed towards the two-headed vicious dog on the edge of the stone bridge with a wooden sword. As if sensing his arrival, the two-headed vicious dog that had been arching leisurely across the bridge suddenly turned around sharply and barked towards the miscellaneous path, and the fishy wind actually blew to our side.

By the time I dealt with the prehistoric giant mantis in front of me, Trail was already fighting with the two-headed dog.

Just now, it was mainly to guard against the prehistoric giant mantis, and when I raised my head, the struggle between the two was over: the wooden sword in the hand of the miscellaneous hair trail was bitten by the left head of the two-headed vicious dog, and after a little perseverance, the miscellaneous trail with the strength of a bull was unable to resist the terrifying dog's head pulling, and when moving forward step by step, it was arched up by another head, and opened its mouth to bite the gauntlet of the wooden sword.

He reluctantly let go of his hands, only to be flicked by the wooden sword, far away to the side.

Miscellaneous Trail fell to the ground, and the two-headed vicious dog pounced on it, and the head on the left gnawed towards Miscellaneous Trail's neck. The dog did not bite the human neck, nor did it have blood, and its mouth was gagged with a white bone stick. At the critical moment, Yang Cao knocked over the opponent in front of him and stuffed the unknown bone into the mouth of the two-headed vicious dog.

The miscellaneous trail rolled on the spot and fell next to me, and Yang Cao, who was possessed by the gods, fought with the two-headed vicious dog.

At this moment, three dwarf mules appeared at this end of the stone bridge, and they took the place of the two-headed vicious dog, and began to drive Yoyo viciously towards the other side of the bridge.

I lifted the hairy path up, and I heard a sudden desperate scream from Yoyo on the other side of the bridge, which pierced my eardrums, and I seemed to see a ripple in the calm water and the Milky Way ditch, and after the screaming stopped, I fell down to that side.

The miscellaneous trail pushed me away and shouted, "Yoyo......"

I saw that my old friend had three bloody knife marks on his back, and his skin was peeling open, and then he took out four or five talismans from his pocket and prepared to rush forward again. "Get out of the way......" Xiao Zhou's shout came from behind, and I grabbed him and dodged to the side. Xiao Zhou raised his gun and aimed at the head of the two-headed vicious dog, and shot a point.

The skull on the left was splattered with blood, and the eye was shot through the eye.

Then I heard the sound of an empty shell "clicking".

There are no bullets.

Wu Gang and Ma Haibo, who caught up behind, also hit all the bullets in the gun on the head of the two-headed vicious dog, although Yang Cao asked God to come up, but the basic thinking was still there, as early as when Xiao Zhou shot, he rolled on the spot, fell to the side, and after seeing everyone finish the black gun, he rushed up again with a bone stick.

My attention was already focused on the little Miao girl in the array, and I saw that the little girl fell to the ground and cried for a while, and suddenly stood up inexplicably and looked at the shortest straw hat and low mule on the bridge.

The two exchanged glances for a while, and suddenly, the three dwarf mules rushed off the bridge and ran along the river of mercury to the stone bridge with the word "Xun", shouting loudly.

The little Miao girl suddenly smiled, she raised her head, and just looked at us.

The eyes are like fish beads, and the eyes are dull.