Zhao Yunfei slashed violently, accurately and ruthlessly, coupled with the sharpness of the dragon knife, even if it was an iron lump, it must be able to split in half.

However, what Zhao Yunfei never expected was that the bead was forced by the blade, and instinctively emitted a wisp of electric arc, which was blue-purple in color, seemingly weak, but it contained the purest energy of the dragon soul, and the strong magnetic field generated by the arc forcibly blocked most of the power of the dragon knife, only splitting the dragon ball.

This bead is the most original life form of the ink dragon, extremely fragile, if it is really split in half, the ink dragon will completely disappear, even if it is only a split, it will cause a lot of damage to the ink dragon.

The ink dragon roared in pain and flew high in an instant, dodging the second knife that followed.

Zhao Yunfei saw that his guess was not wrong - the bead was the ink dragon itself, and the body condensed by those smoke was just a trick, the first knife did not chop the bead, the second knife was dodged again, and he wanted to continue to make up the knife, but the ink dragon had already flown into the air, although the bow and arrow were at his feet, but he knew that with the hardness and sharpness of the dragon knife, he could not completely destroy the bead, I am afraid that even a submachine gun would not work at this time, let alone the most primitive bow and arrow?

Holding the dragon sword in both hands, preparing for defense, and staring closely at the ink dragon in the air, Zhao Yunfei couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart, not knowing what kind of fierce counterattack he would encounter, after all, the enemy he was facing was not a beast, it was an existence beyond the known nature.

How did Zhao Yunfei know that five thousand years ago, when the Yellow Dragon and the Mo Dragon fought, they all fought at the speed of light, although now the Mo Long only has a fragile dragon soul, which cannot be destroyed by manpower, if it weren't for the fact that the dragon knife in his hand is also a supernatural existence like the Mo Dragon, it would be impossible to make the Mo Dragon's dragon soul injured.

The ink dragon flew into the air, the light of the dragon soul turned dim, and the huge body slowly dissipated.

The prodigy boy shouted, "Run......"

Zhao Yunfei and Zhang Shigang raised their heads and were still watching the changes in the ink dragon in the air, and were reminded by the boy who was selling his words, and the two hurriedly set up the boy and ran towards the south, with Xiao Hei following closely behind.

When they fled to the vicinity of the deep pit, Zhao Yunfei and the others suddenly heard a "snort" sound behind them.

As soon as he heard this voice, the hairs on Zhao Yunfei's back exploded, and he was extremely impressed by this sound, which was exactly the same as the sound made by the fireball that killed Xu Xianglin.

When Zhao Yunfei looked back, sure enough, a bright spot quickly chased after them.

That bright spot was the size of an egg, and it looked far less big than the fireball that killed Xu Xianglin, but Zhao Yunfei knew that he must not underestimate its power, let go of the apprentice's arm, drew out the dragon knife, and shouted: "You guys go quickly, I'll stop it." ”

"Be careful!" Zhang Shigang also knew that he couldn't help, so he picked up the boy and ran away.

That bright spot came quickly, and it was already in front of Zhao Yunfei in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Yunfei saw the trajectory of the bright spot, and was about to chop down with his knife, but saw Xiao Hei pounce over.

Zhao Yunfei was afraid of hurting Xiao Hei, so he hurriedly put away the knife, and Xiao Hei suddenly pounced on that point of light.

There was a "boom" sound, and the bright spot exploded......

Blackie was blown away......

Zhao Yunfei's hair and the splashing fire ignited, he hurriedly extinguished it with his hands, and then looked at Xiao Hei, lying on the ground two meters away, motionless.

"Little Black ......" Zhao Yunfei threw away the dragon knife, stepped in front of Xiao Hei in two steps, and saw that a large piece of fur on Xiao Hei's chest was burned, lying on the ground motionless, and when he touched his chest again, he had no heartbeat.

"Little Black ......" Zhao Yunfei shouted, holding Xiao Hei's head and shaking, shaking for a long time without moving.

Sitting weakly on the ground, his eyes were blank, and he couldn't accept it for a while......

This little black dog has been by his side since he was a child......

This little black dog that has accompanied Xiao Ji since he was born......

This little black dog goes out to forage for food when there is no food at home, and still comes back to watch the house at night......

This little black dog who let him kick and beat at will, and obeyed it......

He died like that, and he died to save him......

Zhao Yunfei knew that if Xiao Hei hadn't pounced on the bright spot that the ink dragon called the lightning ball, even if he could use the dragon knife to slash it, the lightning ball would still explode, and if it exploded at such a close distance, even if he was lucky enough not to die, it would definitely be seriously injured and disfigured.

Zhao Yunfei originally belonged to the kind of hard-hearted person, but he didn't expect that Xiao Hei's death would make him so sad, remembering that he played carefree with Xiao Hei as a child and spent many happy times...... The past flashed in his mind as if it were a movie......

Zhao Yunfei felt as if he was ...... Lost another loved one......

After sending out the lightning ball, the last trace of energy was exhausted, and it could no longer attack, and the huge size formed by the black smoke condensed gradually dissipated, leaving only the dim and traumatized dragon soul, which slowly moved to the top of the pit, and then fell straight into the pit.

"I'll fuck you......" Zhao Yunfei jumped up suddenly, rushed to the edge of the pit like crazy, grabbed stones, dirt, and branches, and threw them into the pit lifelessly......

Zhang Shigang saw Zhao Yunfei like this, afraid that he would fall into the pit because he was too excited, so he hurriedly put down the showboy and ran behind Zhao Yunfei, wrapped his arms around Zhao Yunfei's waist, and came to a hug and fall, and both of them fell backwards.

Zhao Yunfei lay on the ground, looking at the sky with his eyes, and gasped for a long time.

Zhang Shigang got up first and persuaded: "It's a good dog, don't be too sad, let's, let's bury it, right?"

Zhao Yunfei shook his head and said, "You can't bury ...... I can't explain it to my sister......" Zhao Yunfei knows very well in his heart that Xiao Ji's feelings for Xiao Hei must be deeper than his feelings for Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei has never been a dog in Xiao Ji's eyes, but a partner who has been with him in the past, if Xiao Ji is asked to rank the closest people in the world, the first is Zhao Yunfei, and the second, I'm afraid it will be Xiao Hei.

After Zhao Yunfei finished speaking, he stood up, slowly walked to Xiao Hei, was silent for a moment, and then pulled Xiao Hei's two front legs, carried Xiao Hei's body on his back, picked up the dragon knife, put it into his belt, and walked forward silently.

The boy was free from the magnetic force of the stone wall, and his physical strength had recovered, and he was able to barely walk with Zhang Shigang's support, following Zhao Yunfei.

It was about three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was already in the west, and the sun set much earlier in autumn than in summer.

When Zhao Yunfei and Zhang Shi first came, they used the rope to take a shortcut, but now there is one more wounded person and a dead dog, and they must not be able to return the same way, and they need to detour more than ten miles.

When they re-climbed the circular ridge of Wulong Mountain, the afterglow of the setting sun was dyeing the western sky red, Zhao Yunfei looked at the sunset for a moment, although the scenery of the sunset was beautiful, but in his eyes, it was endless desolation.

The wind on the ridge was strong, blowing Zhao Yunfei's hair and Xiao Hei's hair undulating, he sighed softly, turned his head and walked in the direction of the mountain.

A bend of the clear moon illuminated the mountain path, Zhao Yunfei carried Xiao Hei on his back, Zhang Shigang supported the boy who was an artist, bowed his head and hurried away, and no one spoke.

Zhao Yunfei was in no mood to speak because Xiao Hei died, the showboy was tortured by Mo Long for a day and a night, at this time, he could only barely walk under the support of Zhang Shigang, and he had no strength to speak at all, and Zhang Shigang was also exhausted now, and Zhao Yunfei was in a bad mood at this time, so he had no words.

The mountain wind blew the back of Zhao Yunfei's neck, and suddenly, Zhao Yunfei felt that the back of his neck was touched by something, wet, hot......

Then there was another ......

Zhao Yunfei came back to his senses, stopped suddenly, with a look of ecstasy, and shouted: "Xiao Hei ......" threw Xiao Hei's body in front of him, only to see Xiao Hei's beautiful big eyes looking at him without blinking, his mouth slightly open, and his long tongue was steaming.

Zhao Yunfei hugged Xiao Hei in his arms and cried with joy.

Zhang Shigang was also very happy to see Xiao Hei come back to life again, and said with a smile: "I saw Xiao Hei's tail wagging just now from behind you, and I thought it was the wind blowing ......."

Zhao Yunfei hugged Xiao Hei, tears flowed out, he couldn't remember how long he hadn't shed tears, in terms of his character, no matter how difficult things were, let alone crying in front of people, even if he was carrying people behind his back, he would never shed a single tear, and this time, he couldn't help himself.

Zhang Shigang said with a smile: "The life of a dog is extremely hard, and the fur is thick, where can it be so easy to die? You are also strange, when the dog died, I didn't see you shed a single tear, and now that the dog is alive, this tear is like rain." ”

The boy couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Xiao Hei come back to life, and the expression on his face became relaxed, saying that it was all about saving him, if Xiao Hei died, he would definitely feel guilty.

At this time, Xiao Hei stretched out his long tongue to lick the tears on Zhao Yunfei's face, Zhao Yunfei smiled and said, "Xiao Hei, ...... in the future In ......the future, he wanted to say, "I won't beat you again!", but he changed his words and said, "I will give you whatever I eat in the future!"

Zhang Shigang said with a smile: "The puppy savior has merit, and the treatment must be improved, and I will send a whole box of ham sausages when I have time!"

Zhao Yunfei is very trustworthy, since he said so, Xiao Hei's life will definitely be much better in the future, in fact, fundamentally speaking, as long as Zhao Yunfei's living standard improves, Xiao Hei's living standard will also improve, if Zhao Yunfei can't even earn his own food, he will definitely not be able to improve Xiao Hei's treatment.

When it comes to eating, these three people and one dog are thirsty and hungry at this time, and they can't wait to go home immediately to eat, especially the boy who is an artist, and the taste of not eating or drinking for a day and a night is really uncomfortable.

Zhao Yunfei's physical strength was acceptable at this time, he was afraid that Xiao Hei, who had just recovered his vitality, would have any problems, so he didn't dare to let it go on the ground and let it go by itself, and he was afraid of rubbing the injury on Xiao Hei's chest, so he handed it to Zhang Shigang to hold, and he himself picked up the showboy and hurried away.

At eight o'clock in the evening, I finally entered the house.