Sisi is used to seeing life and death, and she doesn't feel anything, but she pouts her lips slightly.

She has always disdained hunting, and she looks down on those organizations that hold together, and the weak will huddle together for warmth, and she has already counted her face as if she closed her eyes.

The weak are not qualified to survive in the first place.

Sisi plunged into the water one by one, and then came out, and saw that the river around her body was covered with a faint layer of blood, and two corpses were stranded a few steps away, one half of his body was hidden in the grass, and the other was lying on his back in the mud.

Sisi asked the little green snake to look at the two corpses, and after making sure that they were all dead, she couldn't help pouting and shouted, "Ning Junxi!"

Compared to the caution of other killers here, this one, Little Wonder never hesitates to make a big move, and if she is bored enough, she will attract a group of snakes to dance wildly.

It's just that there's obviously no one around here, or no one paying attention to her.

"Ning Junxi, you're not dead, are you?" Sisi wiped her face, and roared again without heart or liver.

Still no one wants to pay attention to her.

Sisi puffed out her cheeks and wrinkled her nose, which was what she meant by being a little angry, and snorted twice, "I ran away without even saying hello, I didn't take it seriously." ”

Then, looking around, finding no clues, she waved her little fist and plunged into the water again.

After a while, she came out of the water again, and was stunned, "Pavilion Master Daddy, what a big lump of ice." ”

......

The river is cold and cold, and on both sides of the river are tall wild grass, which keeps swaying and making a rustling sound under the dim sky.

Deep in the barren grass, a white-haired and black-clothed boy sat on the ground, his eyes closed, and his lips pursed.

After a while, he was sweating profusely, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot, and his breathing was a little heavy.

Ning Junxi felt that he was particularly unlucky today.

It's just a matter of running into a silk that you can't understand, but you can even meet hunting when you go down to the river, or three people, and you almost went to see the king of Yama.

Indeed, he came in and suffered.

The little gourd stuffed his little paw into Ning Junxi's mouth as usual, Ning Junxi saw the wilting appearance of the little gourd's gourd skin, and knew that the little gourd had given him enough gourd juice before, so he pulled the corners of his mouth, "No need." ”

The little gourd hurriedly danced with his hands.

"Alright, it's time for you to sleep. Ning Jun couldn't help but put the little gourd in his pocket and took the little monster in front of him, with a complicated expression, "You shot it before, right?"

The mob chirped innocently.

"I should have guessed earlier. Ning Jun sighed and clubbed the little monster on the ground, no wonder he said if he could bring the little monster in, the old man was so reluctant, he just didn't know what kind of bird the little monster was.

He covered his mouth and coughed lightly twice, looking at the little monster for some hesitation, and finally asked, "How many people can you deal with?"

The little monster chirped twice, and didn't know what to answer.

Ning Jun smiled bitterly, he needed to walk around now and find some herbs, otherwise he would eat the little gourd whole, and he wouldn't be able to last long.

It's just that what makes him embarrassed is the killer who pops up from time to time and whether he has enough time to find the herb he wants.

"That's it, that's it. He overpowered a large patch of grass and lay down on his back.

The sky was gray, with no stars or moons, and it was very monotonous.

......

Ning Junxi does not deny that he is a cautious or relatively timid person, as long as he feels that there is something or people that are threatening, his vigilance will be more than a little stronger than that of ordinary people, as if it is an instinct engraved in his bones.

Therefore, Ning Junxi had been entangled in a very contradictory question before, he was timid, but why was he not afraid of death?

When he was a child, he listened to those uncles and aunts tell stories, and occasionally followed Li Qiubai out of the snowfield.

Could it be that he is a wonder?

Ning Junxi naturally didn't feel that he was more alternative, so self-hypnosis became cautious, which was a good thing.

Now, knowing the talisman of the little monster, Ning Junxi relaxed a little, and then fell asleep in the grass.

The nerves in the first few months were tense, and anyone would be tired, and Ning Junxi would naturally not be an exception.

When he woke up, Ning Junxi was scared into a cold sweat first, and felt that his arms and legs were still there, so he breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that the sky was much darker than before, and knew that it was already night.

When the moon is dark and the wind is high, when people kill and kill people.

Ning Jun let out a long sigh, although he knew that he would have to suffer a lot if he went, but he had no choice.

"Little monster, it depends on the tacit understanding between the two of us. He sighed, took a deep breath, and swept out of the grass.

The movement was naturally not small, but it was exactly the effect he wanted.

......

The shadows of the trees are swaying, and the cold wind is moving.

A cold light flickered, casting a spot of light on the trunk of the tree.

There was a crisp sound, and the daggers struck each other, people

The shadow flashed away.

Another figure chased after him.

Dozens of feet passed in an instant.

A stab of wood shot at the man in front of him.

The figure in front of him jumped up suddenly, somersaulted sideways to avoid the wooden thorns, his figure froze, and his voice was low, "They are all wanderers, why be aggressive?"

The answer to him was the dagger that came in front of him instantly.

The man frowned, slapped the wrist of the hand holding the dagger, and slashed the dagger sideways.

The white-haired young man's figure instantly leaned back, kicked it, and flipped back violently.

The man took advantage of the situation to slip backwards, turned around and wanted to run away again, but saw the white-haired young man with his toes just a little behind the tree trunk, and his body was rushing.

At this time, he saw a cold light on the right side quickly stabbing at the white-haired boy.

The white-haired young man's expression did not change at all, and the corners of his lips suddenly hooked slightly.

There was a slight blood splatter.

Then there was a muffled thud.

The white-haired boy half-knelt down, suppressed a light cough, frowned, and finally coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, closed his eyes for a long time, and then gradually eased up.

"Sure enough...... It's getting harder and harder to deal with. He smiled wryly.

In front of him, the killer who thought he could take the opportunity to escape had already begun to convulsions before death.

Beside him was a large humanoid block of ice.

These days, Ning Junxi and the little monster are cooperating more and more tacitly, but the poison on Ning Junxi's body is getting more and more powerful.

"Chirp...... Chirp chirp ......" the little monster suddenly screamed.

"Got it, I'm going to find you something to eat. Ning Junxi stood up with his body propped up, shook his head, and his head was a little dizzy.

The little gourd sat on Ning Junxi's shoulder, carefully biting himself, and stood up and handed over his little paw.

Ning Junxi sucked twice and then let go, the juice of calendula was slightly sweet, very delicious, but for the little gourd, it should be its blood, every time I thought about it, Ning Junxi had an urge to vomit.

The little gourd shook his hand, rubbed Ning Jun's neck, and slept back into his pocket.

Ning Junxi sighed softly, at the beginning, he still disliked the little gourd and didn't want it, but now he is relying on the little gourd to hang himself, and this little gourd has not complained at all, which makes Ning Junxi feel mixed.

It's obvious that he is incompetent, but every time the consequence is that others suffer because of him.

He clenched his fists slightly, and his face became more and more complicated.

In the future, this must not be the case.