Oh!

The snowflakes accumulated on the trees fell with a clatter, and some white-haired snow rabbits were startled and sprang out like white arrows on the same snow-white ground.

A feather arrow shot with a whistling sound breaking through the air, and the archer shot ahead of time, which feather arrow happened to be on the way of the snow hare, and shot through the snow hare's neck at the moment when the snow hare ran by, forcing the white lightning to stop.

There was red blood coming out, and the snow hare struggled twice, not moving.

"Whew. As soon as the water vapor in the air floated, it formed ice and fell, and the man in a white coat and a white rabbit fur hat stood up from his half-kneeling state, let go of the bow and arrow in his hand, and patted the hairy head of a big black dog beside him.

"Rye, well done. ”

"Whew!" the dog called Rye barked, rubbed his head against his master's hand, and stuck out his tongue to lick it.

After rewarding Rye with a few strokes of rubbing his neck, the man walked over and picked up the corpse of the snow hare, which had a feathered arrow stuck in its neck, not an armor-piercing arrow, but a small, sharp arrowhead.

Snow rabbit fur is a good thing, in this kind of cold and snowy place is a good material for warmth, a snow rabbit skin sold to the city, that is the price of three silver coins.

The better the integrity of the fur, the higher the price, if you dare to use an armor-piercing arrow or a blunt arrow for bloodletting, you have to leave either two wounds on the skin, or a top two wounds, the value is that the brush falls down, only this light arrow can cause the smallest wound, to ensure the integrity of the fur, but the lethality is insufficient, only hit the vital point to kill with one hit, which leads to only the best hunters are qualified to use this arrow.

Pulling out the feather arrow and inserting it back into the quiver on his leg, the man beckoned his good friend "Rye" and walked back with the corpse of the snow rabbit. The man also had a pheasant and another snow hare hanging from his waist, which were also today's prey.

Syllable!

There was a crisp sound in the mountains and forests in the distance.

"Huh?" Rye pricked up his ears and whined in confusion in his throat.

"It's like a trap has been triggered. Rye, let's go see what kind of prey we've caught, and if it's a pheasant, we'll give you an extra big chicken leg tonight. The man took his bow and arrows on his back and said to Rye.

"Wang. Rye is very spiritual, and as soon as he heard the word "chicken leg", his eyes were immediately full of motivation, and his saliva was about to flow out.

Spreading its four legs, Rye rushed out, and it couldn't wait to eat the chicken leg given by its master.

"Haha, you guy, you know how to eat. The man laughed twice and walked towards the plum blossom footprints left by rye.

He wasn't worried, but a trap was triggered, there were no too ferocious monsters in this mountain forest, and with rye's alertness, he could escape if he couldn't beat it.

After walking for a while, the cry of rye suddenly sounded in front of me.

"Wang-woo-woo!woo-woo!woo-woo!"

"How can rye bark? Could it be that he has hunted a wild boar?" The man is a little strange, rye is a well-trained hunting dog, although he is not familiar with any precious breeds, just the most ordinary earth dog, but under his training, the training is still very good, it is not a special situation will not bark so loudly.

......Before the man could think about it, there was a dog's screaming and frightened whining in the woods over there.

"Rye!"

"Woo......" Rye's voice faded down.

"Rye!" the man pulled his leg and ran to the place where Rye was crying.

"Woooooo After a few screams, Rye lost any sound.

"Rye!" the man was anxious. Rye was trained by him, raised by him, and has lived with him for several years, there has long been a deep relationship between a man and a dog, and Rye has an accident, and the man's heart hurts like a knife.

There was a bloody smell in the air, and the man, who was a senior hunter, was very sensitive to the bloody gas, and he quickly smelled it. He frowned, and pulled out the short hunting knife at his waist.

If I'm not mistaken, Rye should have met with an accident. Thinking of this, the man's eyes were full of anger, and he couldn't wait to peel and cramp the murderer who killed Rye now!

There was a slight chewing sound ahead, the sound of dead branches being trampled, the sound of snow falling, and the crows that had been chirping from time to time in the woods, all of which proved that the attacker was not a clever predator.

A clever trapper would not make such a big move, just like when the man and rye hunted together, if it wasn't for the need to lure the prey out, neither of them would make a sound.

The hunting knife glows white in the snow light of the forest, and the specially treated blade is the same color as the surrounding environment, and there is no reflection at all, taking care of the characteristics of some animals that are very sensitive to light.

The man held the hunting knife in his hand and tiptoed in the direction where the sound sounded.

Then he was so frightened that his legs went limp.

It was three humanoid creatures, covered in a putrid smell, and yellow-green corpse fluid flowed down from the festering places on their bodies, staining the snow the same color.

"Ho...... Ho ......" The three humanoids let out a low roar from their mouths, their hands kept stuffing something in front of them, red blood flowed out of their mouths and dripped to the ground, and black hair could be faintly seen fluttering with the biting cold wind.

"Alas...... Alas...... Alas...... Ho ...... "Liquid fell from mid-air, and the man looked up and saw that there was an identical humanoid in mid-air suspended by a rope, which was originally where his rope trap was.

The creature was howling as he watched, and the other three turned their heads to see the shivering man.

"Run, run!" the man's voice sounded in his heart.

"Run, run!" was the only thought in his mind.

He didn't know what these humanoid creatures were, but he knew that even rye couldn't escape, and he had no choice but to die!

The man ran quickly, exerting the speed of his senior hunter, he wanted to bring the news back to the village, so that all the villagers were ready! Such a monster can only be dealt with by gathering all the hunters in the village!

As he ran in the direction of the village, he turned his head back to see if the monsters had caught up, and then he saw:

Monsters, endless monsters chasing together!

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