The bipedal wyvern roared past the treetops, and the air currents could be felt in the hollows of the trees. These gigantic flying animals dominate the swamp nights, and include all animals that emit heat in their recipes, even the wild bulls that are about their size.

There was a smell similar to that of a lizard in the air, much to the chaper's disgust. He didn't care if the two creatures were connected or not, he just hated it. If it weren't for the fact that he had to wait for dawn in the hollow of the tree on an equal footing with his prey, he would have had only one day and one night to make his prey collapse in a sleepless state. If it weren't for the smell that almost knocked out the sense of smell, I wouldn't have been delayed by the trick that almost concealed me, and I wouldn't have been bewildered by the distant fire.

What are you doing with a campfire?Do you eat to replenish your strength?Do you know I've seen through your trap?Or is this another trap?

Are you provoking me?" thought the stalker furiously. Are you telling me: you are right there, come here, let me pull your heart out?

But the pursuer immediately warned himself not to lose his composure. To lose your cool in the face of such a cunning prey is to let yourself fall into a trap. There is no doubt that this is definitely a trap, or a follow-up to the one that was used during the day.

The river is not far away, and tomorrow morning we will have to run and track it with all our might, and then end the hunt in a very enjoyable way. The pursuer snorted excitedly and shook the lethal weapon in his hand. The brains and blood on it formed a thin shell that coagulated into a part of the weapon.

Don't get too excited, don't get too excited, stay calm, stay calm. The stalker warned himself again. Everything you see tomorrow must be carefully observed, carefully considered, and no longer deceived by any illusions. Remember to watch out for illusions, be careful of illusions.

Do you think I'm going to be fooled easily? Are you still proud of the mind that I'm about to screw off and taste slowly?

The stalker rejoiced at his calm thought and snorted again.

The blade cuts through the skin, cuts the muscles, cuts the throat, cuts the arteries, cuts the muscles, cuts the skin, and stands out from the other side of the neck, which feels clear and clear from the fingers to the wrist to the elbow to the arm, and finally directly shakes the heart, the layers are clear and the feeling is as deep as a wonderful poem. Then the bright red blood flowed out of the woman's body with enthusiasm and joy, allowing Asa to suck it to his heart's content.

A few strands of black hair clinged to the thin lips, the lips pursed a slightly cramped arc, the hanging eyes narrowed, and the long eyelashes contained a hazy smile. When I got closer, I realized that this was really a very beautiful woman.

Asa suddenly felt scared. I'm afraid of the tenderness contained in the squinted eyes, and the stubbornness of the thin lips. The woman's expression was still the same, but Asa was completely caught in the horror of the gentle beauty she had suddenly discovered.

Then he realized that it was not only the woman's throat that had been cut, but also his own. Stroking the wound in his neck, the clear sensation of the cut echoing in his chest, trying to use it to fill the wound, but unable to do anything, Asa groaned in pain.

Looking at the woman's beautiful and gentle face and the terrible wound in her neck, she felt her own wound with her hands. Grief, sorrow, fear, and pain surrounded Asa like the darkness around him, and Asa awoke violently.

The white of the fish's belly in the early morning has already appeared in the east, and the cry of the bipedal flying dragon is gradually fading away. These creatures start circling at the edge of the swamp and fly back to their nests deep in the swamp. The stalker is positioned closer to the depths of the swamp, so this can give Asa the advantage of starting early.

But Asa did not show much interest in this precious time, and instead crouched by the dying campfire, and watched indifferently as the woman crushed water mint and pyrethrum with stones and applied them to her clothes and skin. Until now, the feeling left by the nightmare still echoes in my thoughts, like I can't shake off the sticky snot, and my brain is still confused. Thankfully, however, he could really feel that his strength had almost completely recovered.

The woman seemed to be sleeping well, and after applying it, she began to clean up her things with her hands and feet, and at the same time did not forget to chat with him: "You had a terrible nightmare last night, and you woke me up." I was supposed to wake you up. ”

Asa looked at the woman's radiant face with a calm expression. Those beautiful hazy eyes, straight nose bridge, thin lips, and thin white neck loom in the clothes. Asa suddenly had the illusion that there was bleeding miserably, and shivered.

The woman had already packed her bags and said goodbye to him: "Goodbye, if you have a chance in the future, you can come to the Duke of Mrak's palace in the royal capital to find me." "Bloom a smile that makes the morning mist infected with tenderness. "My name is Xiaoyi. ”

No chance. Either you die or I die. Asa didn't dare to face this smile at all, and stared at the ground with a sigh.

After watching the woman's back disappear into the early morning mist, Asa ran in the direction of the river.

He didn't jump into the river to hide his scent, and he didn't mind leaving footprints on the soft mud that even the most sighted rats could see. He is also not a fast runner, and this speed is the most efficient use of physical strength. He knew very well that any kind of disguise was intended to be covered up in the eyes of the pursuer, and such a clear trace would confuse him.

Of course, it is still possible for the stalker to follow this real trail, but after passing the previous trap, he will definitely have concerns, and this possibility should be relatively small. Asa suddenly found himself expecting the stalker's footsteps to sound behind him.

But it's useless to confuse. This is indeed the most efficient method, and once the pursuer has exhausted his physical strength and time on the way to chase the woman, there is a high possibility that he will escape on his own. Even if he retracked himself after killing the woman, his physical strength prevailed, and the probability of winning increased. Asa shook his head and tried to focus on running step by step.

But after less than half an hour, I saw a big river in front of me. He actually had a feeling of crying and laughing. Everyone, even the stalkers, was wrong in their calculations. Probably because of the rainy season, the river diverted from the low-lying part of the swamp and went directly through the marshland.

At this moment, a scream sounded from the depths of the swamp.

After such a distance, the sound was already faint, but it was like a huge hammer striking on Asa's heart. Last night's dream immediately appeared in front of me, and the terrible wound between the woman's throat was extremely clear. He froze in place, unable to move.