Chapter 35: The Death of the White Dog

The sky is slightly bright and the air is slightly cool. He Shang, who had rested for the night, got up from the bed and immediately paid to settle the housing expenses.

The bloated burden on his back is still the sword that decapitates and amplifies limbs in his hand, and the man is still the man-eating beast.

Today he was very uneasy, and he had a strange feeling in his heart that he couldn't put into words.

Stayed at the inn for one night and got up early in the morning. Even breakfast is to touch the two nests and eat a little.

The mouth is chewing on the nest head, and the mouth is slightly sweet, and the more you chew, the sweeter it becomes.

I don't know if it's because it's still early, He Shang always feels an inexplicable chill. It sent a chill down his back and couldn't help but tremble inside.

I always feel that this chill is special, but when I think about it, it seems that there is nothing special. However, this chill always lingers.

The soles of the shoes rustle, which is the sound of fine sand being trampled on by shoes.

There was a lot of sand and gravel on the road, and He Shang chose a relatively deserted urban area as the direction of travel.

Since this area was once described by a famous feng shui master as a "poor place", the feng shui is not good, so it is also relatively deserted.

Forward, ongoing, he was going back to the slums, to retreat back into his nest.

The sky was still only faintly bright, but the smoke of the breakfast cooker was wafting like a thin ribbon. For manual laborers, it was another tiring day.

The morning air is really cool! I can't help but shiver when it's cold.

It was indeed very cold, but this was also the reason why He Shang chose this time. Because it was cold, the soldiers who guarded there would only be a little bit of fun.

Dereliction of duty? It is precisely because of this that he can get out of the city smoothly.

Walking in the remote alleys, the buildings around you are all old things. Broken bricks, rotten wooden doors, lichen and moss growing in a dark place, it is really a lonely living area.

"It shouldn't be so cold. ”

He Shang said that the weather in Liucheng should not be so weirdly cold. It's not winter, there's no frost and no snow.

It's so cold this morning! I feel inexplicably uneasy in my heart.

(...... Are you feeling uneasy?)

"Yes. What's wrong?"

(Nothing, I just wanted to ask you.) Didn't you feel very cold when you went into the Yuanbao Casino?)

"Hmm. He Shang nodded, then wiped his hands, and said to the demon pupil in his mind, "What do you want to say?"

(I know, well, I've got the information I want.) )

The last thing in his mind paused, and then he continued.

(In exchange, I'm going to tell you...... Kill it, and its master did not follow. )

He Shang was a little puzzled, but it didn't prevent him from pulling the sword out of its sheath. He was uneasy, and he would never tell him anything superfluous, so he could only draw his sword to defend his life that might be threatened.

His instinct told him that the sword could no longer be undrawn.

A crisp sword draw adds a bit of noise to the quiet environment out of thin air.

He Shang looked around, and then he saw it.

What a beautiful, beautiful, and trembling beast this is!

Snow-white fur, white porcelain-like fangs, and a mouth that opens to reveal a scarlet tongue. It had a body larger than a calf, and its eyes were truly ferocious.

It had blood on its body, but no wounds. He Shang couldn't figure out why this white beast had such a strong recovery ability.

He thought inexplicably for a moment, but he could only attribute it to the strange power of the immortal cultivation world.

But it doesn't matter if you can't see through this dog, you only need to cut off its head anyway.

As for running? He Shang doesn't think about this anymore.

Let's not discuss whether you can outrun this dog, but after you run away...... Let's fight it ourselves!

Think about how to explain all this after escaping, even if you can outrun this white beast?

Being chased by a huge dog is sure to attract the attention of the street patrol knives.

And what will the street patrol knives do? first catch He Shang, then search his body, and then verify his identity.

Not to mention the crossbow machine on his back, He Shang can't pass the level of identity verification alone.

His current appearance is fabricated out of thin air, which means that he is a black household.

Hiding a crossbow machine, a black household, and being chased by a giant dog...... Presumably, the street patrol knives don't mind giving themselves a credit.

It seems that there is a way out, but it is actually a dead end.

The situation he is facing now is extremely grim, and there is only one choice left in front of He Shang - kill!

According to the analysis of the last words, the owner of this dog did not follow, so he killed it!

Kill it, walk past its corpse, and sneak out of the city, retreating into its nest.

He Shang made up his mind and decided to fight to the death with this beast.

But he chose to retreat anyway, facing the white beast and slowly retreating.

It's not a good place to fight, it's too attention-grabbing. Maybe when you're fighting this beast, you'll be surrounded by a crowd of people watching the excitement.

The brute didn't care, and he was in trouble.

Retreat, retreat, and slowly find a hidden place to fight. He Shang thought about it while retreating, and finally found a place in a hurry.

Not far away, he had just passed by this place. He remembered that it was a good place for this battle.

While He Shang retreated, the beast followed.

It is smart and knows the intentions of its enemies. So it didn't chase quickly, it just walked slowly.

It followed, followed the man, turned a corner, turned a second corner, and broke another corner.

The white beast stopped, and it stayed in front of the corner, a human-like smile on its lips.

It knew, its sense of smell telling itself that the man was there around the corner.

He Shang also knew that the dog was on the other side of the corner. The sword in his hand was clenched, and the burden on his back had long been thrown aside.

He knew, it knew, and then he and it finally had their first contact.

The sword in He Shang's hand was clenched for the last time, and saliva appeared on the mouth of the white giant dog.

The sword craves blood, and the canine tooth craves meat. What a contradictory and bloody conflict!

Eventually, the white dog moved.

He Shang waited for it and swung the sword in his hand fiercely. The sword swung at the damn brute with the sound of tearing wind.

However, it fell short. The dog's movements were more nimble than he had imagined, and it was no wonder that he could be the leader of the pack.

A sword missed, He Shang's strength was slightly uncontrollable, and sure enough, he still lacked fighting training. Fall flawed, and the white giant dog will not let him go.

With the smell of blood, the dog's mouth attacked, white oozing teeth and slightly silver filamentous saliva, this dog's mouth was attacking He Shang's legs.

It's a really good tactic, get rid of the legs of the prey, and then you can slowly slaughter them.

Well, it wanted to bite He Shang's leg, but He Shang wasn't ready to give it a bite.

A kick was thrust out, and the kneecap struck the white dog in the head.

Kicking this blow and solving the current crisis, He Shang immediately distanced himself.

At the end of the first round, He was not injured, and the white giant dog was not harmed.

If you want to hurt or even kill this beast, I am afraid that the only way to do it is to use the sword in your hand. He Shang recalled the blow just now, like a kick on the iron pot.

It seems that this beast fits the ferocious beast in the novel, with sharp teeth and claws, hideous and terrifying, ferocious and cunning, and its fur is tough, and it is difficult to cause an ordinary attack to be effective.

Whew! He Shang exhaled. This battle is really an uphill battle!

I was thinking about a countermeasure, but I was interrupted. The white giant dog seemed to be very anxious, and wanted to taste the taste of He Shang's flesh and blood.

Holding the sword in both hands, the strength of the sword is greatly increased, and it is believed that a single sword can cut a deep mark.

The second round came quickly, and the white giant dog immediately pounced on He Shang again.

This time, He Shang would not make such a low-level mistake again, and his sword directly attacked the dog head.

The sword light was cold, and the dog head was not allowed to get close, so the beast's only means of attack was restricted.

He Shang was ready to drag it out, waiting for the moment when he could kill this beast with one blow.

Ordinary giant dogs will blow themselves up, so maybe the white leader will not blow himself up?

Entanglement kills, but it can't be put into a near-death state. And to solve the battle as soon as possible, after all, you dare time.

He Shang was entangled with the white giant dog for a while, and several claw marks were added to his body.

He thought that the only way to attack the giant dog was to bite, but he didn't expect that this white giant dog would also have claw strikes.

Dodge a bite, but still face a claw blow.

Sure enough, the power of the immortal cultivation realm cannot be underestimated. He Shang could see the paws of the white giant dog, not like the paws of a dog, but like the claws of a cat.

The situation is getting more and more dangerous, because the sky is getting brighter.

Not to mention that He Shang is ready to sneak out as soon as possible, just mention his current illegal identity.

Can't put it off any longer!!

(Are you ready to take the plunge?)

"There is no other choice!"

Now He Shang's situation is very critical, he is in a dilemma, but he can't wait.

The giant dog pounced again, and as soon as He Shang retreated, a white figure appeared in his hand.

Quicklime powder, sprinkled! but ...... Not in.

The white giant dog dodged, but He Shang seemed to be dizzy suddenly.

A sword was thrown! stabbed the white dog straight and bloodied the white fur, but it was not seriously injured.

The white powder blinded his vision, he couldn't see it clearly, it couldn't see him clearly, and only a vague outline could be seen on both sides.

It was excited that it could finally avenge its people. The dog's mouth was wide open, and it couldn't wait to bite off a few pieces of He Shang's meat.

Flesh and blood full of hatred is always delicious. It's sure to be a pleasure to eat.

It wanted to keep the white powder from getting into its eyes, so it closed its eyes.

Anyway, the opposite side is already unarmed, and even if you miss a hit, you can pounce a few more times.

It thought, it pounced, its mouth opened wide, and then it finally got its wish.

A hand is bitten by it, or the hand is actively bitten by it.

This hand is really active, taking the initiative to be bitten by it, taking the initiative to send it to the mouth, taking the initiative to ...... Poke in!

It could feel bleeding in its mouth. Then there was a sharp pain, and the body lost feeling.

Why didn't it move? Because a hand broke its cervical vertebrae.