Chapter Thirty-Four: The Quack of the Swamp

The gold thread is very thin and tough, and there is only one way to bury it in the human body, and that is to sew it into it with a needle, and that process must be very painful.

Ning Que looked at Ye Hongyu and said, "It seems that the Xiling Divine Temple has really re-accepted Longqing. ”

Ye Hongyu said: "What does this have to do with Longqing?"

Ning Que said: "Only if Longqing knows that I will be gluttonous, you will bury money on yourself." ”

"Long Qing knows you're going to be gluttonous? ”

Ye Hongyu frowned slightly and said, "I said that burying money is something that I did after returning from the wasteland a few years ago. ”

Ning Que was a little surprised and said, "At that time, Liansheng was already dead, why did you still have to suffer so much and bury the money in your body?"

Ye Hongyu said: "Because I am always ready for someone to eat me." ”

Ning Que was silent for a long time, and then said, "You are really a madman. ”

He moved a little further back, checking that the blood in his chest was congealing, and released his palm to regain his grip on the hilt. Ye Hongyu covered the bloody mouth on his shoulder and neck with mud, and then raised his head calmly.

Their eyes met again in the dim swamp, and they both understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

Even the most fierce and fearless warriors, after being so close to death as the two of them were before, will inevitably be immersed in intense fear and attachment to life, and instinctively have the idea of avoiding each other to avoid death, and at least need to rest for a long time before they can raise the courage to fight again.

But Ning Que and Ye Hongyu were not like this, he knew that Ye Hongyu would not let himself and Sang Sang leave alive, and Ye Hongyu knew that he would definitely not be captured, so the increasingly bloody and fierce battle was about to start.

Ye Hongyu suddenly looked in front of him.

Her 60xs feet, stepping on the muddy water, were painted red on the toes of the white jade, and they were a little white from the muddy water at this time, and the muddy water was trembling lightly, and she kept washing her red nails.

She stepped on a slippery moss underneath her feet. The moss was also vibrating at this time, and her palms were a little itchy and crispy, as if she was being gently scratched with a feather.

Ning Que also felt a slight tremor of the earth, slightly puzzled, and looked at the west of the swamp, which was still shrouded in mist, and it was white. Nothing is visible.

The earth shook and the earth intensified. The shallow water in the swamp began to create ripples in circles, and then began to jump and dance, muddy water. Like a dancer dressed in gray, she kept jumping up and then falling.

Under moss on the surface of the swamp. Suddenly, an arch appeared, extending from the edge of the mist in the west, all the way to them, and a black shadow swished around, and it turned out to be a smooth capybara.

Immediately afterward, dozens or more arches appeared under the mossy wetlands, and countless capybaras clung to the swamp floor, fleeing in terror to the east, as if there was something extremely terrible behind them. Strangely enough, however, none of the capybaras tried to get to the bottom of the mud deep in the swamp.

Anything too much can be scary, not to mention the fact that the extremely ugly guys covered in oily mud come in droves, which is even more irritating. Although Ning Que and Ye Hongyu were not afraid of these poisonous capybaras, they subconsciously took a few steps back and made way for them.

The surface of the swamp shook more and more, and the moss kept rolling. The muddy water kept jumping, and the mud was like rain on the drum, and there was no time to rest.

As hundreds of capybaras passed through in terror, more beasts rushed out of the fog in the west and fled to the east. The most terrifying picture is the mud rat that has at least tens of thousands of them. Squeaking and wandering away, Ning Que even saw two snowfield giant wolves in the fleeing beasts!

The giant wolf of the snow field lives in the cold region of the extreme north, and is the overlord of the cold land, as the sea of Atami gradually freezes, the desolate people go south, they also follow the south, and in the past two years, they have become the most terrifying beast in the depths of the wasteland, and their prestige has even spread to the Central Plains.

However, at this time, the snow-colored fur of these two giant wolves was full of mud spots, and there were several extremely terrifying bite marks on their backs, and their expressions looked extremely tired and timid, where was the rumored terrible feeling?

The fleeing herds grew in number, covering the surface of the swamp that was not covered by fog.

Ye Hongyu is the Great Priest of the Adjudication, and Ning Que is also a strong man, but in the face of such a large number of fleeing beasts, in the face of the wrath of nature, he does not dare to act rashly.

At first, hundreds of capybaras appeared, and the two of them each took a few steps back, and then they were forced to keep backing up, so that the distance between them became more and more distant.

At the same time, they looked at the swamp shrouded in fog in the west, their expressions gradually became solemn, and they silently thought, how could there be so many beasts in the swamp, and what could scare so many beasts into fleeing, what kind of danger was hidden in that deep fog, could it be the legendary ancient beast?

The earth shook, hooves thundered, and the fog west of the swamp suddenly became chaotic, and a gray shadow leaped out of the fog, and then fell heavily on the ground, splashing a cloud of mud under the hooves.

To Ning Que and Ye Hongyu's surprise, what jumped out of the mist was not an ancient desolate beast, nor a senior cultivator who lived in seclusion in the swamp, but a gray horse.

The gray horse was agile and unusual, with long sideburns flying around its neck, running on the soft and muddy swamp ground, straight like a gray shadow, extremely dashing, obviously a wild horse.

However, even the most miraculous wild horses could not scare hundreds of capybaras, tens of thousands of mud rats, and so many fierce beasts into panic and flee in all directions.

At this moment, a white shadow leaped out of the fog again, it was a white mare who was also a divine steed, and then immediately after, dozens of hundreds, even thousands of wild horses rushed out of the fog!

The sound of hooves is like thunder, under the trampling of countless horses' hooves, the whole swamp seems to be shaking, the horses neighing like roars, the moss on the ground seems to be blown by the huge wind, and the ground does not dare to rise, and the horse shadows are dense like the wind and sand on the wasteland, and in an instant, the fog in the west is washed into wisps, and even the thick fog is rolled up, rushing over to this side!

The Tang Dynasty is rich in cavalry, but Ning Que has never seen so many horses in his life, and Ye Hongyu has never seen it, such a powerful horse group sprinting made them all feel frightened, and finally understood why those beasts fled so bleakly before, and hurriedly retreated to make way for the horses.

Ning Que retreated and turned around. Desperately running towards the rear, jumping into the waterhole, running quickly to the shore, helping Sangsang into the carriage, and then slapping the big black horse in a state of extreme confusion woke up, urging it to drag the carriage and flee to the east with the wild horses. This is a great opportunity to leave. How could he miss it?

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The wild horses crossed violently, the fog and clouds moved the earth, and the leaf red fish found a tree on the edge of the swamp that had been dead for many years. Standing at the tip, watching the shadow of the horse flashing in the fog in front of him.

The fog was carried by the herd of wild horses, and her vision was blocked. She could only see a patch in front of the tree, and all kinds of wild horses were running at high speed in front of her, without the slightest interruption, and the horses neighed in the fog.

Ye Hongyu's face was a little pale, this wild horse herd is not only thousands, but I am afraid that the cavalry of all the countries in the world combined, there is not as many as this wild horse herd.

How do so many wild horses survive in the swamp? Where do they find food? Why can they run through the treacherous swamp without fear of being devoured?

There are a lot of unexplained problems. The fog in the swamp was like a coat of clothing, making her completely unable to touch the truth, and her mood became a little heavy.

After a long time, the fog gradually calmed down, and the sound of horses' hooves gradually faded away, and the fog deepened. There was the sound of stray hooves, probably of a lone horse, and a few more unpleasant quacks, like black crows.

Ye Hongyu's expression was abrupt, and he woke up from his shocking feelings. Jumping off a dead tree and sprinting in the direction of the waterhole. However, by the time she crossed the waterhole and came to the shore, the black carriage was long gone.

On the ground beside the pool, a set of dresses rested.

Ye Hongyu looked at the dress and was silent, knowing that this was left by Ning Que and Sang Sang to herself.

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The black carriage mingled with the wild horses, rushed into the thick fog, and galloped towards the east.

The neighing of horses and hooves outside the carriage was so dense that it even tingled people's ears.

Although he got rid of Ye Hongyu under the cover of the wild horse herd, Ning Que's mood was still very nervous, and even more nervous, because he knew that the wild horses were very violent, especially a wild horse herd of this size, they could be the king and dominate the wasteland, and those giant wolves and capybaras were unbearable before, if the wild horse herd refused to accept the big black horse, especially the carriage, then the situation would become very dangerous.

Fortunately, after confirming that the big black horses were of the same kind and qualified to move with them, the wild horse herd did not attack them, but a dozen or so wild horses in the vicinity, while running, looked at the carriage, and even a young stallion curiously leaned his head to the window, as if he had never seen a carriage.

When the wild horse herd appeared, the big black horse was very uneasy, because even it had never seen so many powerful kinds, especially in the swamp geographical environment, so when it merged into the wild horse herd, it was very honest and low-key, but when it found that its speed was still faster than that of the wild horse herd, self-confidence and pride sè sè xù, back into its body, the horse's head was higher and higher, the snort was getting louder and louder, and when the young stallion tried to poke its head into the window, it neighed in great displeasure。

The young stallion neighed back with some dissatisfaction, and Ning Que was so frightened that he wanted to kick the big black horse away, but fortunately, the young stallion did not do anything other than roar.

The black carriage was mixed in the wild horses, galloping towards the east of the swamp, this run ran for a whole day and a night, and the horses only rested twice in the middle, Ning Que wanted to leave, but the carriage was surrounded by black horses, and it was impossible to squeeze out, and he also found a strange thing, the wild horses were running in the swamp, and they seemed to be able to find the legendary real road, so they would not encounter any danger.

Since the wild horses were not hostile and could pass through the swamp faster, Ning Que was of course willing to go with them.

The next morning, the herd of wild horses finally ran out of the swamp and onto the moor.

Under the morning light, the grass grows.

When the black carriage came out of the fog, it saw the beautiful scenery.

Ning Que's mood suddenly relaxed, and he suddenly heard a quacking sound from the fog behind him, thinking that these black crows were really ghostly, and he scolded angrily: "Shut up!"

The rattling sound was still ringing in the fog, and it looked extremely dissatisfied.

Ning Que looked back.

The fog gradually parted, and out came eight horses with unusual horses.

The eight horses dragged a chariot.

There was a black donkey sitting on it.

It wasn't the crow that was chirping, it was chirping.