Fire butterflies bind wolves

"Are they hungry? Why do you want to throw in some food?" said Dan Wumao, trembling, also frightened in his heart. He also counted the bright spots in the distance and made a rough calculation. There were about thirty or so horses.

"Wow~~" The sound of howling at the bright full moon is more like the dog's tail grass is disturbing and makes people can't stop hair.

"You're so loving. Mi Bufan sneered. "There are so many vicious wolves, I'm afraid we can't stand their hunger even if we all catch us!"

"What should I do then?" Wu Sande asked Scar, who was sitting next to him.

"What else can I do, fight!" Scar pulled out the bone axe behind his back, as if he had made up his mind in a shock.

"Let's wait for them to come, the beasts are most afraid of fire, and as long as the firewood continues, they will not dare to do anything to us. ”

Meng Mao'er felt a lot more relieved when she heard the military advisor say this, and Hao Tai and Mi Bufan drew dry firewood from behind them, and desperately added them to the fire, making the flames rise high. Hopefully, the orange-red flame will drive away the darkness of the night, and drive away the wolves beyond the light.

"Big brother, could they be following us?" Scar said, as if he were the culprit. They only ate their brother last night, and the wolf is a particularly vengeful animal, so it is not impossible to catch up here.

When Zhang Xiucai next to him heard this, he was also afraid and hurriedly withdrew the wolf skin given by the old immortal from his body, but his body couldn't help but tremble - the temperature in the desert at night was too low, and some afterglow of the sunset was still exposed. If the full moon is hung high, and the desert on earth is sprinkled with an eerie cold light, wouldn't it be as cold as an ice cellar with snow?

The chasing wind on Scar's head couldn't stay on his head, and he wanted to lie down in his arms, but he didn't stand the smell of Scar's body, stretched out his oily head and looked at the fresh air outside, and fell into the arms of the door opener with a whoosh, it seems that appearance is very important in that dynasty and region.

Chasing the wind and opening the door for the best looking one as a hand warmer. I was surprised when I opened the door, but the shock turned into a surprise in the next second. A pair of big watery eyes are holding a soft light that they like, carefully caressing this little elf.

Scar also knew that the sable in his arms was gone, so he could only tighten the wolf skin.

The raging flames roasted more than a dozen pieces of raw wolf skins and emitted a bloody and earthy smell, but the smell smelled for a long time, and I didn't feel that there was anything wrong with getting used to it.

However, this seemingly non-existent wind has brought this unique taste to a far place, and it is difficult to say how far it is, but the flower horns of dozens of evil wolves have been flowing down uncontrollably, and I don't know whether it is the human smell that they have not tasted or the bloody breath of their own companions, seducing them.

The sound of the snake crawling in the sand, like the sound of the long nails scraping the drum surface that has not been reduced for a long time, irritates the ears and can bear it, and the stinging pain of stimulating the heart membrane along the short ear canal is in the ear, listening to it in the ear, and it hurts in the heart.

A pack of wild wolves crawled slowly on the ground like thieves who had entered someone's house to steal. How could such a subtle sound escape the ears of the six fingers.

Six fingers gently use the index finger and thumb of the right hand to pinch a small piece of firewood, like the Buddha holding a plate of flowers light and full of spirituality, the other end of the wood fire is a little bean-sized spark shining.

Place the spark to your mouth and blow gently. I saw the firelight swaying, but I didn't know where the wind came from, and the short hair that was blocking the six fingers was not moving.

But seeing that the sparks of this bean size are gradually exuberant, there is nothing unusual about this, but there are more and more sparks flying out of the wood fire, more and more like butterflies fighting spring, more like flying fire, and they have been lit by the heat, and they are unswervingly revolving around the grander fire on the ground, the size of a palm, slowly passing through the flames, not burning them all, and they leaping out of the fire are more vivid. Although they are all red, there are obvious differences, some are vermilion, pink, and plum red, while others are light red, blood red, crimson, and iron red...... It has been flying and has not been extinguished.

With a wave of his sleeves, a flock of butterflies flew towards the night wolves watching and crawling.

Everyone present looked at the butterflies from the moment they appeared, and they didn't expect that the red and yellow dancing butterflies outlined by the flames really flew as if they were alive.

When he opened the door, he couldn't close his mouth in surprise, he had never seen his elders use such superb and beautiful immortal arts.

The slightly quiet mute saw the beautiful and fancy butterflies with a little bit of spotted heat disappear from his eyes at this time, and hurriedly chased after them, and Zhang Xiucai, who suddenly stumbled and tied them together, pulled a long distance.

As if commanded, the butterflies spread out in a circle, but their size and brightness did not change in the human eye.

"They're getting farther and farther away from us, how can they... It's still that big?"

"I think they're getting bigger. Meng Mao'er squinted her eyes and looked carefully.

Suddenly, every butterfly froze, and in the distance, a fire butterfly perched directly above every two adjacent dark blue bright spots.

"It should be the fire butterfly that stopped on the wolf's head. ”

Meng Mao'er's words hadn't fallen yet, and suddenly, one by one, the fire butterflies stretched out like two ropes that crossed together, becoming thick and thick, trapping the wild wolf. Look at the fiery red all around, as if the encirclement of fire has enclosed them.

But they didn't have any nervous and scared looks, it should be "How~~~", which was originally a description of the miserable and embarrassed "ghost crying wolf howl" used on their own bodies.

It didn't take long for the brilliant fireworks show to end, accompanied by the smell of burning, and the wailing of babies who wanted to be like night cats calling spring.

Scar's body trembled, "Why are so many people not dead!"

Wu Sande was a little emotional when he heard this miserable wail, "Let them have a long memory, how can they ......"

"See, this is my uncle, do you want to learn? Recognize me as the eldest brother, I will let you be naked......" Hao Tai flickered hairless again, like a boss wandering on the rivers and lakes, strengthening his own gang.

"You're endless! I've never seen you look so dead. Wu Sande seemed to have a lot of support for him, and gave Hao Tai a roll of the eye.

"I'm a man with ideals, and I'll be like you...... What's the matter!" Hao Tai tried to save some face.

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