Bang la blah

A large amount of snow rushed to the rocks, and it was all rocks and feet and stirred up snow.

If it is like again and again, along the way, the disturbing rock is too annoying, but there is nothing to be done.

Rock looked at the skylight, his brow furrowed, and his face had a solemn look, for him, time was running out.

He pretended to be physically exhausted and stumbled many times.

It looks like he's going to fall down at any time.,Shorten the distance with Iwadai without a trace.。

Iwadai secretly rejoiced, although it was a little uncomfortable to keep his head sideways to avoid the rock's wind and snow attacks, but he also knew that now was the time to compete for endurance.

Whoever falls first loses.

He asked himself that he was strong and would never fall first.

He had already seen rocks as easy prey, but at the moment he was just hunting and chasing.

They are the best hunters of the Rock Tribe, and they know that hunting requires patience.

"Hey, little brute, look, see how long you can endure......"

Yanda gritted his teeth and said fiercely in the wind and snow.

Choking on the headwind, he hurriedly turned his head to dodge, but it was just a person's instinctive reaction.

But he didn't know that the rock had been watching him all along, always looking for a suitable opportunity.

It was precisely this action of dodging the wind and snow that made the rock that had been difficult for a long time ecstatic.

This is a rare opportunity not to be missed.

Bang la blah

The flying snow pounced on the rock, and he turned his head to dodge, and there was another pause.

And at this time, the wind and snow followed by rocks.

A short knife stabbed out in the wind and snow, and almost all of it sank into Iwada's body.

"Be careful!"

Iwazo screamed in horror and despair.

"Die, die......"

The rocks widened and roared, looking crazy and terrifying.

But his eyes were staring at Iwasan, and his loud roar was just a strong momentum to scare Iwasan.

At this time, if Yan San came over desperately, it would be himself who suffered.

Iwasan was obviously frightened, and stood trembling, his eyes full of horror.

I didn't have the slightest idea of coming over and trying my best.

Even forgot the bone spear in his hand that could also kill.

And that's what the rock wants, everything is under control.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

The rock sneered, pretending to be vicious.

The short knife shook off Yan Da's fleshless clothes, pointed at Yan San from afar, and didn't speak, just stared at it viciously.

Iwasan hesitated, caught between a dilemma, and the hand holding the bone spear kept shaking.

My legs are weak, and even taking this step is extremely difficult.

Because he was afraid, he was just supporting himself.

"Kill ......"

Rock suddenly shouted, but he didn't move.

However, it was this sound that Iwasan completely collapsed.

He threw the bone spear, turned his head and ran away, and disappeared into the wind and snow in a blink of an eye.

The rock sat down, in fact, he really reached the end of the strong crossbow.

If Iwasan dares to face it directly, then I don't know who is unlucky in the end.

He glanced at the short knife in his hand, and once again had a new understanding, such poison is terrible.

The key is that you have it in your body, and it's time to be tortured soon.

With a sigh, the rock began to get busy, first finding the bone spears of Iwadai and Iwazo buried under the snowdrift, and then digging a snow pit with the broken knife.

Then he jumped into the snow pit and sat down on his back, his legs slightly bent in a strange pose.

It took two more tries, and then he ripped off the clothes on his chest and leaned the broken knife against his chest, the strange hideous sheep's head tattoo.

And the right hand held a short knife buried under the snow, and the left hand was casually next to it.

Just after he did this, his body slowly bulged and began a new torture.

The festering began, and in just a moment, he was already unrecognizable.

The skin and flesh are full of black blood and bulging, constantly holding up and bursting, looking terrifying, if it doesn't move, it's just a corpse.

The rock's eyes were spinning and turning, and perhaps the only intact part of the body was these eyes.

Perhaps he was accustomed to such torture, and he was immune to the festering pain of his body, and he actually appreciated the festering wounds on his body.

The wind and snow are howling, and the rocks are closing their eyes to recuperate.

There has always been a guess in my heart that the father and son of the Yan family will never stop there.

Soon they will come.

Sure enough, he heard the sound of footsteps coming from the wind and snow howling by, getting closer and closer.

His eyes were closed, motionless.

Even breath was inaudible in such a snowstorm, and it was really like death.

Click, click, click

With the sound of his feet stepping on the snow, Iwagen slowly walked to the snow pit, followed by Iwasan who was still panicked, and he didn't even dare to approach the snow pit.

Even a tall and burly tribal warrior like Iwane also looks cautious with a scimitar, and the cautious look really doesn't look like a battle-hardened veteran.

He walked slowly around the snow pit, his scimitar always aimed at the rocks in the pit.

"Dead ......"

Finally, Iwane stood by the snow pit on top of the rock, and said with his back to the wind.

Fu slowly detoured to the side of the rock and took a look at the rock.

How did he die.

It looks like you've been poisoned, but it's cheaper for you.

Twisted around and rushed to Yan San, who was still hiding from afar, and scolded.

"Look at your cowardice, what's so terrible about dying, I really don't know how you did it."

Yan San hung his head, but he still didn't get close to the snow pit, it seemed that the rock had brought a shadow to his heart, and he was afraid to see it.

"Humph!"

Iwane was dissatisfied, and snorted in his nostrils.

The scimitar in his hand stretched out, picking open the broken knife on the rock's chest, the tip of the knife slicing in the festering flesh.

"Shhh...... It's terrible and poisonous. ”

I saw that the tip of the scimitar was as black as ink in the blink of an eye, and I was busy wiping it on the snow, for fear of destroying the scimitar.

Such scimitars are divine weapons for him, and there are only twelve of them in the entire tribe, including the broken knife in the chest of the rock.

Iwane stuck his cutlass into the edge of the pit and crouched down to pick up the broken knives that had rolled down to the side of the rock.

Although it is only a broken knife, it still has a great attraction to the tribesmen of the Great Wilderness, and he is not willing to let the broken knife be buried with the rocks like this.

The reason why he chased the rock thousands of miles away was to get this broken knife, and now that he lost the lives of his two sons, it was even more impossible for him to give up this broken knife.

But the snow pit was a bit deep, and it was impossible to reach the broken knife without going down into the pit, and the snow pit was small enough that one of Igane's feet stepping down the snow pit was just between Ah Yi's legs.

And Iwane's other foot was still on the edge of the pit, so he bent down to pick up the broken knife.

Suddenly, the rock's unrecognizable face became hideous, and his eyes opened suddenly.

The short knife hidden under the snow stabbed out without hesitation, and at the same time, his left hand stretched out and grabbed Iwagen, and the strength of the whole person hung on Iwagen.

"Poof"

The short knife stabbed into the rock, and the rock root also fell on the rock.

"Abba"

Iwa-san rushed to the edge of the snow pit, only to see the hideous-looking rock brushing away the clothes left by Iwagen, who had turned into black blood.