Iwane, who was on the horse, suddenly noticed something, jumped off his horse as if no one was around, and swept the snow in front of him with his foot.

"Hey, it's a sheep ......"

Iwagen took a heavy breath of cool air, and looked around, the uneven snow suddenly made his eyes narrow into a line.

"What happened?"

The rock didn't reply, his eyes were intense, staring indifferently at Iwane's eyes, and he couldn't see a trace of mood swings.

Click, click

Step by step, the rocks stepped on the snow, and there was no one around.

Pass between Iwane and his son, and head towards Mount Kinabalu.

Iwagen father and son looked at each other, and they were a little overwhelmed.

Iwagen did not believe in evil and swept away the snow in front of him one by one, and a sheep corpse appeared.

He knew that it was impossible for the rocks to kill so many sheep, let alone the calf-like she-wolf, but he knew that there might be a she-wolf under the bulging snow.

"Chase!"

Iwone's three sons suddenly urged their horses to chase after the rocks.

Because at this moment the rock is running wildly, like an escape, rushing to the sacred mountain.

"Abba, that kid must have something to hide from us!"

Iwane looked sideways, thinking about it.

But he wasn't worried at all, his three sons couldn't deal with the little guy, so let them chase him.

At this moment, the rock rushed wildly, and the magic sound sounded again, becoming clearer and clearer.

Turn over snowdrifts and over huge rocks.

Across the bottomless abyss of ice and through the ice forest full of ice blades.

Twists and turns, going round and round.

From time to time, he stopped and tilted his head to find the direction from which the magic sound came from.

"What is this kid doing?"

The three sons of the Iwa family also noticed the anomaly of the rock and gathered together to whisper.

At this moment, the three members of the Yan family had already abandoned their horses and followed the rocks to the sacred mountain.

The snow on the mountain was too thick for the horses to run, so they abandoned the horses and chased after them.

Each had their weapon in their hands, a long bone spear.

That is, the sharp animal bones are tied to the sticks, don't underestimate this thing, it's still easy to kill someone.

"Follow him, depending on the situation, a little hairy child, what other tricks can there be."

……

"Come on...... Come ......"

On the top of the sacred mountain, a cliff, the ice surface is like a mirror.

Inside the ice cliff was a man with white hair and beard, and even his clothes were spotlessly white.

His gaze fell on the rocks through the heavy clouds.

“…… Unless they are destined for me, they can't hear me, they can't come here unless they're wise and brave, and they can't walk in front of me unless they're tenacious......"

The old man muttered to himself, not so much that he was calling for a rock, but that he was waiting for a rock, waiting for a fate.

"On the sacred mountain, there is a legend that there is a big-horned eagle that has cultivated into the essence, and the person who entered the clouds has never come out again, big brother, do it, no matter how you say it, it is still a knife, although it is broken in half."

The junior of the Yan family whispered to Yan Da, it was difficult to hide his greed in his eyes, and he couldn't wait to take the broken knife in Yan's hand for himself.

"Do it!"

Yanda gritted his teeth and was ruthless, determined to win the broken knife.

The tribal warrior of his dreams is missing a real sword.

The three members of the Yan family quickened their pace, and separated, quietly closing the circle.

The rock also noticed their change and looked at the broken knife in his hand.

Although it is the only thought that Abba left for himself, it seems a little cumbersome at the moment.

"Here you go."

Rock raised his hand and threw the broken knife cleaver at the nearest rock big.

Iwadai stretched out his hand to catch the broken knife, and stopped to admire the broken knife in his hand with satisfaction.

Yan Er and Yan San looked at Yan Da with envy and no longer chased after Rock.

The rock sped forward decisively, this was an opportunity to get rid of them, and he had to seize it, otherwise it would be a waste of the broken knife.

But the three members of the Yan family obviously didn't want to let him go like this, and they came over again, which made Yan extremely angry.

With his mind spinning, he made up his mind and quietly approached the second child of the Yan family.

The reason why he chose to start with him first was because he was the strongest and the most stupid of the three people in the Yan family.

The Rock knew they had to take out one of them when they were defenseless, and once they were prepared, the strongest one would be the hardest to deal with.

Bowed his head and hurried forward, looking panicked, in fact, peeking at Iwaji from time to time.

The opportunity came, that is, the distance of five or six paces, and there was nothing more than a turn to collide.

The rock suddenly turned around and shot at Iwaji like a sharp arrow.

With his backhand, he pulled out the short knife at his waist and stabbed it viciously.

Caught off guard, Iwaji expected such a situation, and felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

It was impossible to resist with force, and his body slowly slid to the ground.

The rock draws the knife, the bone-snatching spear, all in one go, and turns around and walks away like a cloud, without any nostalgia.

Letting Iwaji's corpse turn into a puddle of black water was something that had been expected for a long time, so there was nothing to say.

This is how he used this short knife to send away the little wolf that had turned into an ice lump, so he knew how powerful this knife was.

The fact that the Iwane father and son chased after them thousands of miles away, and followed them up to Mount Kinabalu, and had to chase after them when they got a broken sword, which shows that they didn't want to let them go.

Then if you kill them yourself, you don't have any burden in your heart, it's already the kind of relationship between you and me, and it's still like this if it worsens a little, let alone sympathy.

"Ahh Little brute, I'm going to kill you......"

Yan Da scolded, the broken knife pointed at the rock, and his teeth were about to crack.

"Hehehe! Come, who's afraid of whom! ”

The rock turned his head, the short knife swayed, and the arrogant pout, deliberately putting on a disdainful posture.

"Die!"

The rock raised his hand and threw a bone spear.

burst

The bone spear was stuck diagonally into the snow, and it couldn't even touch the edge of the rock.

But such a provocative act really angered Iwada.

How despised you must be, you rock is just a little fart child who has not grown up, and you dare to be so presumptuous.

No matter how I say it, Iwadai is also a samurai, although I am not a warrior of the tribe, but I am not the weak chicken you imagined.

Enraged, Iwata threw his bone spear and screamed at the rock with his broken knife.

Rock smiled weirdly, and knew it would be like this.

Turn around and run, and the ghost will fight you.

He deliberately chose to go in the direction of the wind.

It was difficult for him to walk in the wind and snow, and it was equally difficult for the people chasing behind him to walk.

The key is that he is angry with him, and he wastes his physical strength.

The rocks staggered through the wind and snow, and they had to pay attention to the two people behind them from time to time, but it was not easy to go against the wind on this sacred mountain.

He was very helpless with the two people who were persistently chasing behind him, and he couldn't beat them, whether it was on this Wind and Snow God Mountain or on the flat ground below the mountain, it couldn't be their opponent.

So he could only keep running away, but he also knew that blindly escaping was not a way, and from time to time he would create a little trouble for the two behind him.