The moment they saw the white snake after it became bigger, the enemies all seemed to suddenly turn into wood carved clay sculptures, and they just looked at it directly, motionless.

It wasn't until the white snake got closer and closer to them that the strong wind blew on them, and they all woke up from a dream.

For a while, as if they had fried a pot, they began to run in all directions, all of their strength to feed, just to get as far away from the white snake as possible.

As for those who fell because they panicked, or were hit by others, they were mercilessly trampled, and in order to avoid the white snake, the rest did not care about their lives or deaths.

Of course, with the physical fitness of a totem warrior, if he is trampled, it is unlikely that he will be trampled to death like ordinary people, and at most he will be injured.

But the most harmful to them is not the wound on the body, but the fear of the white snake, stimulated by the strong fear, they burst out of a strong survival instinct, unable to stand up, just crawl on the ground, even in the process, will be trampled by their fellow clansmen from time to time.

But no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't be faster than the White Snake.

It has grown a lot bigger, but its speed has not decreased.

From the time the enemies saw it to the time it approached the ground, it was only a blink of an eye, so that the fastest among the enemies only ran out no more than 20 zhangyuan.

If the White Snake wants to, he can easily knock him out with a flick of his tail.

However, this does not mean that the enemies will stop moving, especially their leaders, who are even more vigorous, and run away from the direction of the White Snake, as for their people, they don't care, as long as they can escape, and even they have a faint hope that the attention of the White Snake will be attracted by their people, increasing their chances of escaping.

The development of events seemed to be really as they expected in their hearts, and the appearance of the White Snake really did not chase them, which made them see the hope of escaping, and ran even harder, so that they did not expect that they could run so fast.

"Stand still or die. ”

Just as they were fighting for their lives, a voice suddenly came to their ears. The volume of the voice itself was not loud, as if it was usually spoken face-to-face, and the tone was not stern, it was very flat, as if it was just announcing something.

However, it was such a seemingly ordinary voice, and when the leaders of those enemies heard it, they all felt as if they had been struck by lightning, and their whole bodies couldn't help but tremble, and then they froze one by one.

At this time, they have different movements, some of them have both feet on the ground, their hind legs are hard, ready to rush forward, some have already lifted one leg, and some are in a falling state, one foot has just touched the ground...... But they were all frozen.

Looking at them, one can't help but have the illusion that time has stopped.

But if you look at their eyes, you will find that this is not the case, because their eyes are moving.

From this, it is not difficult to deduce that they suddenly stopped, and still maintained these strange movements, most likely out of necessity.

They were indeed forced, and the root cause was the five words they heard, because they all had a strong premonition that if they didn't listen, they would really die.

In fact, at this time, they all had a feeling of being pressed by a knife on their necks, although they didn't see any knives on their necks by rolling their eyes, but they just didn't dare to move.

The feeling of the blade being close to the flesh was so real that they had to suspect that there was indeed a knife around their necks, but it was invisible and they couldn't see it.

They did not dare to take risks, and they found that their bodies and even their souls were trembling, all of which showed them that they were in extreme danger.

Their life and death depended on the thought of the person who made the voice, and they didn't dare to make any mistake for him.

They felt like they were going by, no, every second seemed to be stretched out to the point of despair, and after less than a minute, they felt like they couldn't hold on.

Of course, with their physical fitness, no matter how awkward the state they are maintaining now, they can last for a long time, how can it not be just a minute, it is almost to the limit, it is really the master of the voice, especially the feeling that appears with his voice gives them an incomparably real feeling of a knife pressing on their neck, and the pressure on them is too great.

Their bodies began to tremble and became more and more violent, a sign that they were already approaching their limits.

Fortunately, at this time, the voice that had warned them sounded again: "Come back." ”

The moment the sound appeared, the feeling they felt being pressed against their necks by the knife finally disappeared, which made them breathe a sigh of relief.

However, they did not dare to disobey the owner of the voice, and as soon as they resumed their normal movements, they turned around and walked in the direction from which the voice came.

It was not voluntary, they were forced, and although the feeling of being pressed to the neck by the knife disappeared, their intuition told them that the threat to them had not been lifted, and if they did not obey, maybe in the next moment, their minds would no longer be on their necks.

Their intuition is honed by experiencing danger again and again, and it is very accurate, and they believe it very much.

As instructed, they turned to look in the direction from which the sound came, and found that the white snake was already smaller, much smaller than when they first saw it, less than a foot long.

At this time, it is standing on a person's shoulder with its tail as the fulcrum, and it touches the person's cheek with its head from time to time, which is very intimate.

They knew right away that this person was the master who made a voice that they would not dare to resist.

They subconsciously looked at him, trying to see him clearly.

They soon discovered that the owner of the voice was young, half the age of the youngest of them.

But they did not dare to show the slightest contempt for him, for as they looked at him, their eyes tingled, as if something in his body was radiating outward, and if they saw him, they would be hurt.

Just as they were about to withdraw their gaze from the man, he suddenly said, "The clouds are so abominable that they have obscured the sun." Before he could finish speaking, he drew his knife and made a swing into space.

Instinctively, they looked up at the sky, and then they noticed a crack in the middle of the large cloud that had obscured the sun, and it grew wider and wider, and between breaths the cloud had split in half.

I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.