The sound of the eagle chirped and shook the first Ming's body, and he squatted down sharply, ignoring the filth on the ground, and looked at the source of the sound with his hands and feet hunched.

Through the night, he saw several dark figures in the distance walking towards them, waist-high grass only reaching their crotches, they were not fast, but they were not far away.

One, two, three, four, the first Ming counted the number of those figures, and after estimating that the direction of those monsters was coming in his own direction, he immediately lowered his head, walked lightly to the original road, and crept up along the road that had been expanded.

He knew that this "road" was dangerous, but the road that had been crushed was definitely the fastest escape route, and he thought that maybe he could get away and hide in the grass.

Perhaps because of the effect of fear, although he was exercising vigorously, he felt that the pain in his body was not so obvious, and he tried his best to control his body, trying not to make a violent sound.

He walked a few hundred meters so quietly, and from time to time he quietly stretched out his head to look at the figures of the beasts, and saw that they were getting farther and farther away, so he relaxed a little.

Stretching his waist, he bent down again and stretched his sore legs and feet, and the first song marched again.

He thought, swallowed his saliva, only to find that his mouth was dry, and when he heard the sound of water, he came to desire, and at this time it was not far from the beast, so he simply got into the grass and walked towards the sound of the water.

Things didn't go his way, though, and after he had been on the road for a while, a scream rang out behind him.

He was startled when he heard this cry, stopped and looked back, this sight suddenly made him lose his soul, and he saw that the beasts behind him who were still advancing towards the corpse of the Xiao actually rushed in his direction!

"Grass!" The first scolding uttered the nth sentence of today's national scolding, and then immediately bent down and sped up in the grass.

The first Ming was drilling in the grass, and he had already sentenced himself to death in his heart, but he didn't see the figure of the beast clan behind him for a long time, and looked back again, only to find that the beasts were just coming in their own direction, but they were slowly moving forward like headless flies, and the direction of progress shifted from time to time, obviously not finding their own position.

Seeing this, Yi Ming secretly wondered if these beasts didn't find themselves, but that they were looking for something in the direction they were traveling?

Although he thought so in his heart, he didn't dare to turn around, because the distance in front of him was only a breath for the beast to pass through, and if it was discovered after turning, then the two were closer to each other, and the chance of escape was even smaller. In the same way, he didn't dare to hide in place, and if he was unlucky, he would be dismembered!

However, as the first sound progressed, the original sound of tinkling and clanging water gradually turned into a gurgling sound, which made him feel that he was on the back of a tiger, and the situation pushed him forward step by step, but the road ahead was rushing him not to come.

However, things will always go in a worse direction, and the first Ming has not yet reached the place where he really needs to make a choice, and the mutation has arisen again. For some reason, the beasts, who were slowly approaching a second ago, suddenly seemed to be guided and began to rush up, and they were all heading towards one place, where the first song was.

From the first second of the beast's lunging, the first Ming reacted, and although he didn't know why, he still pushed aside the grass and trees and moved forward quickly.

For the first Ming, the waist-deep grass was deadly, and it took him most of his efforts to avoid falling, and for the beasts, the grass basically did not hinder them, and they could cut off the weeds that stood in their way one by one with a constant wave of their left arms.

In just a few breaths, the distance between the beast and the first song was cut by half.

I'm dying?First Ming thought, even if he didn't look back, he could almost feel the beast behind him almost coming behind him.

He even prepared for a moment that a sharp blade behind him could swing down at any moment, but the next second, the thought stimulated his desire to survive.

Because he was afraid, he ran, because of the uncertain fear behind him, so his mind was in a mess and his mind was blank, which made him forget his own existence, and he ran faster with that fearful heart.

But no matter how fast he ran, he was only a mortal fetus, and the rapid movement made the grass turn into sharp blades that cut through his body, causing blood marks to be cut in the places where he was not covered by clothes. Blood was left on the tip of the grass for a split second, and the smell of blood flowed down the air into the noses of the beasts, causing them to let out a low howl of excitement.

The low howl in his ears made the first Ming feel powerless, there was no way forward, and there were pursuers behind him! How is it good? Is it just here to die? He thought, suddenly realizing that there was a murmur in his ears that could not be thrown out of his ears.

The sound of the rushing water became more violent, and the water continued to hit the rocks, making a violent sound, like ten thousand horses galloping. This voice reminded the first ring, there is not no road ahead, and a dead end is also a road!

What about the end of the dead end? It is better than being dismembered! When First Ming thought of this, he only felt that his heart suddenly brightened, and if he couldn't beg for life, then it would be okay to beg for death! He figured this out, and rushed towards the imaginary river without restraint.

When the first Ming woke up, he was actually not far from the river, and after removing the distractions in his heart, he fearlessly rushed towards the river, and the speed was extremely fast. And although the beasts behind him were fast, they couldn't catch up with the first song that had already reached the river.

It was a somewhat unexpected river, which crossed the savannah like an intruder, ignoring the waist-high weeds on either side and creating a rapids about a meter below the river.

It is difficult to know the depth of the water, and it is difficult to see the bottom of the white water in this moonlight, but the water flow is very powerful, and the torrents rush to the stone and fly up along the stone, forming a small curtain of water, which looks extremely beautiful in the moonlight.

To jump, or not to jump, First Ming ran to the water's edge, but the beasts were still some distance, which gave him room to hesitate.

However, he did not hesitate for long, the escape had consumed most of his horror, he only felt exhausted at this time, dragging his tired body, as if relieved, he took a deep breath and jumped into the rapids.

The moment he jumped into the water, the first Ming felt a little relieved, but before he could enjoy it for long, he felt a heavy blow on his back, and then his eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

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Hiss!~

The cold sensation from his body made the first Ming convulse, and this time it touched his body and caused a sharp pain, making him take a breath of cold air.

However, at the same time as the severe pain, he also felt a pull on his foot that was pulling him away, and he moved his foot to pull it out, but found that the force on his foot was soft and soft, so that he could not pull it out.

In addition to the sensation of his body, he also heard a noisy cry not far from him, which was very chaotic and angry, which made the sleepy first Ming helplessly raise his heavy eyes.

What caught his eye was a huge black face with a pointed mouth with a high nose, and a pair of small eyes staring straight at him.

At this glance, he was so frightened that his brain rose, and he wanted to move but felt a sharp pain all over his body and couldn't move, so he hurriedly closed his eyes in desperation.

But this glance was like a chain reaction, making all kinds of sensations on the first Ming's body come up, the pain that hurt every pore, the pulling feeling of his feet soaking in the river, and the cold feeling of being in wet clothes, each feeling made it difficult for him to close his eyes and continue to endure it.

Helplessly, he opened his eyes again.

First Ming was sure that this was not his hallucination, but that it was still the terrifying giant black face, which was not only glaring at him, but the four fangs in its mouth were exposed to the air, as if it was going to bite his head off at any moment.

If he could, First Ming didn't want to look at this monster, because this monster was not only terrifying, but also didn't know whether to live or die, and the huge head was almost comparable to half of his body, which taught him to bear great psychological pressure. However, there was no way for him to change the situation, because he only felt that he was in severe pain all over his body, and almost every time he tried to move, it would hurt his heart, so he was embarrassed in his heart.

Although the first Ming couldn't move, he was trying his best to understand the situation around him. He was on the shore, and in the direction of his head was a giant manfish, dead or alive, and on the shore to his right, several manholes were howling at him. Thankfully, the beasts only howled and didn't move, making him feel safe.

But that doesn't mean that this first Ming can continue to stay like this, and now his priority is to move. Because he could feel a part of his lower body that he couldn't retract being submerged in the water, if he didn't move, he might be pulled into the rapids by the current.

First Ming moved his limbs, and found that his arms and legs, including his body, were generally incapacitated, except that his hands and feet were still quite flexible. He didn't know what his body had hurt in the past two days, only that in addition to the bone pain and muscle aches, his skin in contact with the air also had a heart-piercing pain.

Probably the pain of Ling Chi's torture in ancient times was nothing more than that, and the first Ming teased himself in amusement, and moved himself with his chin.

The chin struggled to reach the distance, and the first Ming used that place as a fulcrum, dragging his body forward little by little.

But the process of moving was not easy, the weight of one body made the jaw tremble with overwhelming burden, and the thin skin of the chin was not enough to support this friction, and the skin broke in an instant.

If you can't endure this little suffering, you can only die! First Ming didn't know how he came to have such a desire to survive, and he left a bloody road and dragged himself ashore!

However, after going ashore, he still faced a problem, how to survive?