Chapter 1: The Great War

"Come out, don't hide anymore, we can't avoid this battle after all!" On the top of the mountain, a man with a long figure and a green shirt slowly pulled out a long knife, the long knife exuded ten thousand golden rays under the reflection of the setting sun, and the long hair of the man in green shirt flew with the wind, showing even more fierce expression, and a pair of bright star-like eyes under the sword eyebrows stared at the mountain col under his feet, and shouted in a deep voice. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

As soon as the man in the green shirt finished speaking, the mountain range under his feet began to shake and rumble, and the rocks and mud on the side of the cliff fell as if they were about to collapse.

With a loud rumbling sound, a hundred-zhang long stone mound rose at the bottom of the col, and when the stone mound was uplifted three zhang high, it suddenly stood still.

The man in the green shirt stared down and frowned slightly.

At this moment, the stone mound let out an earth-shattering explosion, and countless stones shot like a meteor shower towards the green-shirted man on the top of the mountain.

"You don't need real force, but brute force!" the man in the green shirt snorted contemptuously, and danced the long knife that emitted golden rays into a golden light, and as soon as the stones that shot at him touched the golden light, they turned into powder one after another, and the streams were scattered by the wind.

In the middle of the stone hill, a black light flashed, and a giant dragon was already coiled on the top of the mountain opposite.

This dragon, a hundred feet long and five feet thick, was pitch black, so black that even the sun could illuminate it, opened its huge mouth, its fangs were as white as dry bones, and its lantern-like eyes shimmered.

"Brother Huanglong, this is not your way of hospitality!" the dragon spoke, and his voice was like thunder.

The man in the green shirt shook his knife, put away the golden light, snorted coldly, and said, "Mo Long, you are not guarding the Red Star, what are you doing with my Blue Star?"

Mo Long's eyes looked at the long knife in the hand of the man in the green shirt, and he seemed to be quite jealous, and said: "Don't be so aggressive with the dragon, our two dragons, the closest, just to visit!"

"Visit?" The man in the green shirt had a look of disbelief on his face and said, "From the red star to the blue star, across the stars, your visit seems to be too long!"

Mo Long laughed and said, "Have you forgotten that we are dragons? Our feet can reach one-tenth of the speed of light, what is this distance? On the contrary, you, Huang Long, how can you transform into a human form? ā€

The man in the green shirt said: "In my Blue Star Ranch, carnivorous animals kill each other, and grass-eating animals compete for food, only human beings, shameful and brave, everyone salutes each other, and takes advantage of the outside, and its intelligence is not weaker than our dragon group, I admire this kind of group, so I transform into a human form." ā€

"Oh?" Mo Long's huge eyes rolled and asked, "So, you, don't eat people?"

The man in the green shirt replied: "There are many species on the planet, and most of them are populations without intelligence, and eating these populations is enough to satisfy the stomach, so why use cannibalism?"

The man in green shirt narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice suddenly turned cold, and asked, "You, you won't finish eating the Red Star's spiritual wisdom population, will you?"

Facing the penetrating gaze of the man in the green shirt, Mo Long also seemed to be unable to hide it, smiled awkwardly, and said, "This ...... This...... You know, I've always eaten a lot of food......"

The man in the green shirt looked up at the sky and said slowly: "You have been guarding the Red Star for a thousand years...... In that case, you've not only eaten up the Psionic population......"

Mo Long coughed twice in embarrassment and said, "I...... I, forget it, I won't hide it from you, Red Star, I've eaten it all, I'm hungry all the way, and I won't have a full meal until your Blue Star, for the sake of our fellow dragons......"

"Don't say it again...... "The green shirt man's face was like a cold jade, and he interrupted Mo Long and said: "Don't say it again, you, let's leave......"

"Leave?" Mo Long's eyes widened, and he said, "You mean, you want me to leave Blue Star?"

The man in the green shirt nodded slowly.

Mo Long's gaze turned fierce.

At this time, the man in the green shirt slowly shook his head again, and said softly: "Forget it, you don't have to leave......"

"Don't you have to leave?" Mo Long's fierce gaze turned to joy again.

"Yes," the man in the green shirt seemed to have made up his mind, and said categorically: "Stay in Blue Star, stay forever!"

At this time, Mo Long had already realized in the tone and expression of the Tsing Yi people what the so-called "stay forever" meant.

"Oh, just because I ate more, you're going to make me go up in smoke?" Mo Long narrowed his round eyes, and his huge body exuded a threatening aura, and the huge dragon head raised a little and said condescendingly.

The man in green shirt looked blank and said: "Our dragon group is the supreme race in the universe, we can control the amount of food, we will not die if we don't eat for a year, and we can eat up a population in one meal, like you, who have never controlled your way of eating, will eat all the planets into dead silence, you should not even let go of human beings, this spiritual population, in the future, is likely to create a world that we have not seen!"

Mo Long smiled contemptuously and said: "This vast universe, countless planets, will never be eaten, my greatest ambition is to taste the spiritual population on each planet, their flesh and blood are the most delicious, I am the first to eat them in the red star, your spiritual population on the blue star is much better than the one on my red star, I just ate more than fifty, it's a pity that you are so violent, put such a delicacy and are unmoved, forget it, there is no dragon here, free to leave the dragon, goodbye ......" Mo Long said, as soon as he raised his head, he was about to fly.

The figure of the man in the green shirt flickered, and he had already leaped above the ink dragon, standing in the air, just blocking the direction where the dragon head was pointing.

Mo Long's eyes were also slightly narrowed, and Sen Ran said, "What? Do you really want to keep me?"

The man in the green shirt slowly put the knife in front of his chest and said, "I know you, if you don't eat up this planet, you won't leave!"

Mo Long laughed angrily and said, "Kill a thousand enemies, and lose eight hundred...... Are you really that sure you'll keep me?"

The green shirt said: "You interstellar Mercedes-Benz, it costs a lot of real power, right? I just said, we have to fight after all, rather than waiting for you to recover real power, it is better to ...... at this time"

Before he finished speaking, the man in the green shirt swung his long knife violently, and the golden light of the long knife suddenly shone brightly, and the beam of light slashed directly at the dragon neck of the ink dragon.

The speed at which the man in the green shirt swung the knife was also close to the speed of light, Mo Long didn't expect the other party to shoot before he finished speaking, and he was caught off guard, coupled with the lack of real power after the interstellar attack, he couldn't dodge it at all, there was a loud sound of "swoop", in the flash of electric light, white smoke was steaming, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of burning, and Mo Long had already been cut off by the knife light Four pieces of black dragon scales, under the dragon scales, bright red tender flesh was exposed, and he screamed in pain, opened his mouth, spewed out a fireball, and went straight to the man in green shirts.

The man in the green shirt dodged, and the fireball hit the mountain peak, and exploded, the mountain peak was instantly leveled, and the core of the explosion was as if another sun appeared in the sky.

At the moment of the explosion, the ink dragon flew eastward, and the extremely fast speed made the huge body of the ink dragon look like a black streamer.

At the foot of the mountain, the human population fell to their knees, worshipping and praying.

The figure of the green shirt flickered, turned into a green shadow, and chased after him, the speed was much faster than that of Mo Long, intercepting Mo Long's head.

"This Wulong Mountain is the place where you bury your bones......"

The green-shirted man's eyes flickered, his hands clenched the long knife, and a little brilliance condensed from the tip of the knife, the brightness of this brilliance was countless times brighter than the sun, and this brilliance shot out, heading straight for Mo Long's chest and abdomen.

The ink dragon roared, its claws fluttering, forming a purple shield of light on its chest.

The brilliance and the light shield collided, bursting out of a dazzling light cluster, accompanied by the golden lightning and the purple electric light entangled and devoured each other, the golden electric light became stronger and stronger, and the purple electric light gradually declined.

The light shield finally couldn't resist the sharpness of the light and was pierced.

The defense of the light shield won Mo Long time to dodge, and although Guanghua pierced the light shield, he did not hurt Mo Long, and passed under Mo Long's armpit.

The ink dragon's claws changed, sending out a circle of purple light waves, shooting towards the man in green shirts.

These light waves are filled with a huge amount of energy, and the air is pierced by this energy, and the place where it passes instantly becomes a vacuum.

"Do you want to fight hard......"

The green-shirted man snorted coldly, stirred the long knife, and at the knife body, it also generated a circle of light waves, which ejected, shaking the blade almost at the same time, forming a light shield to protect the whole body.

The golden aperture of the man in the green shirt is much smaller than that of the ink dragon, but the energy contained in it is obviously much greater than the energy of the luminous circle of the ink dragon.

Between the electric lights and flints, the small aperture has passed through the large aperture.

"Boom ......"!

"Boom ......"!

After two earth-shattering sounds, the ink dragon's scale armor flew, and a rain of blood floated in the air, and the huge body of the ink dragon fell straight down.

The man in the green shirt put away his light shield, glanced at the falling ink dragon, and slowly fell down.

"Ahem...... cough ......" Mo Long coughed up a blood mist, his eyes had become extremely dim, and when he saw the man in green shirt slowly approaching, he said, "Animals kill each other, we ...... We...... That's ...... What ......"

The man in green shirt showed compassion on his face and said, "I never said that I wanted to kill you, okay, I will seal your dragon soul, and you will not be able to get out for five thousand years......"

Mo Long's eyes were watering, and he opened his mouth in pain......

The man in the green shirt stepped forward slowly, put his left hand on Mo Long's lips, and said, "Abandon the body, only the dragon soul, give up killing, and return to the ......."

Before the man in the green shirt finished speaking, all of a sudden, Mo Long's eyes were shining, and the long tongue in his mouth condensed a little brilliance at the tip of his tongue, which shot into the heart of the man in green shirts.

The people in the green shirts didn't expect the ink dragon to cheat, the speed of the light was 300,000 kilometers per second, at such a close distance, the people in the green shirts had no way to dodge, and they didn't have time to take defensive measures, just a flash, and the light was not in the chest of the people in the green shirts.

Seeing that his trick had succeeded, Mo Long opened his huge mouth and laughed, coughing while laughing, and said, "Don't let the dragon go, cough cough...... I have to be a man, I eat countless people, and I know the weaknesses of people well, if you are a dragon body, how can I easily hurt you...... Ahem......"

The man in the green shirt slowly lowered his head, looked at a black spot on his chest, his face changed yellow and white, and slowly raised his head to look at Molong.

The ink dragon was still laughing, and the man in the green shirt suddenly jumped into the giant mouth of the ink dragon, stabbed it with a knife, and then jumped out like a ghost.

In an instant, Mo Long's smile froze on his face, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and with a "boom", the dragon head crawled to the ground.

The body of the man in the green shirt slowly rose into the air, holding the knife in his right hand, holding the horns of the dragon in his left hand, bringing the dragon into the air, and with a wave of his hand, the huge body of the dragon was thrown into the air, and then he flew to keep up, the golden light of the long knife flashed, and the huge dragon head of the dragon was already cut off by a knife, and then, the left palm of the man in the green shirt was relaxed, and a light band was issued, pushing the dragon head to crash into the col at high speed, with a loud bang, the col was knocked out of a bottomless pit, and the dragon head was submerged in it.

The man in the green shirt swung his long knife again, and flew up and down around the corpse of the ink dragon, and a rain of flesh floated in the sky, and after a while, only a skeleton remained of the corpse of the ink dragon.

The man in green shirt glanced at the long knife in his hand, lightly handed, and let the long knife fall to the ground, and then looked up to the sky with a long roar, his body turned, turning into a hundred-zhang yellow dragon, and the huge mouth sucked, and the rain of flesh that was falling to the ground was sucked into his mouth......

The red sun was sinking in the west, and the earth was already shrouded in darkness.

The real dragon appeared, and a shocking battle made the human population under the mountain think that it was the end of the world.

They, headed by the patriarchs, still knelt on their knees, not daring to move, and prayed incessantly with trembling voices.

In the darkness, the green-shirted man slowly fell from the sky and landed directly in front of the patriarch.

The patriarch looked up blankly, hurriedly lowered his head again, his body trembled, and prayed loudly: "Lord Ryujin, Lord Ryujin......"

The clansmen behind also kowtowed like pounding garlic and shouted, "Lord Ryujin......"

Qingyi said: "You silence, listen to me, my dragon soul has been destroyed, it may have to sleep for a long time, the soul of the ink dragon has been collected in the dragon's head, sealed at the bottom of the valley, five thousand years can not be escaped, five thousand years later...... I may still be asleep, you ...... If you want the race to continue...... Just give the best woman you have here, I'm running out of time......"

The man in the green shirt said nothing and walked straight into a thatched hut.

Behind the patriarch, stood a woman, this woman was tall, with a burlap robe, which could not hide her flat shoulders, strong ****, thin waist and fat hips, and her bronzed skin showed that her body was stronger......

This woman is the eldest daughter of the patriarch.

"Wa'er......" the patriarch called softly.

"Daddy, don't worry, Lord Ryujin doesn't eat people, I think, he wants to continue the race......" Wa'er replied, walking calmly and walking towards the hut.

The man in the green shirt nodded secretly in the hut, this woman's voice is crisp and powerful, her body must be strong, and her wisdom is also from the others, which is enough for me.

Wa'er entered the thatched hut, and a moment later, the golden light in the thatched hut was flourishing, and the clansmen kneeling outside saw two figures lingering between the cracks of the thatched hut until the moon sank and the stars disappeared......

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Standing on the top of Wulong Mountain, the man in green shirt took one last look at the sunset, and sighed softly: "The outer plainness and inner happiness are the real years! And all this ...... Even if it is extinguished, I hope that the true dragon trick can explode again...... Even if...... Even if it's just once...... The light of the sun!"

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Ten years later, Wa'er led a young man to climb to the top of Wulong Mountain, pointed to a stone wall at the bottom of the mountain, and said, "This is the place where your father sleeps......

He pointed to the handwriting on a boulder in front of him and said, "This is what your father left behind, and it must be remembered in your heart and passed down to all generations!"

The boy raised his eyes and looked at the handwriting on the boulder, and the strokes of those handwriting were three points into the stone, only to see that it was written:

cosmic desolation,

The stars are like cattle and sheep.

Hold my long sword,

Shougo Ranch.

East of the Yinghai Sea,

The ink dragon soars.

Wielding my long sword,

Slay demons and dragons.

dragon armor scales,

The sword is hard to invade.

Straight into the dragon's mouth,

Stab him in the heart.

Mo Long was wounded,

Scales flying.

Looking for its traces,

The dragon is dying.

The dragon has meat,

I eat it myself.

Legacy descendants,

Adhering to my aspirations.

Molong drowning,

Its color is golden.

My children,

The bath is like soup.

Molong has salivation,

Its color is like a mystery.

My children,

Drink it like a spring.

Molong has tears,

Colorless and odorless.

My children,

Drink it and fall asleep.

Molong has fine,

Freezing cold.

My children,

The body of the incarnation is light.

The ink dragon has blood,

It can ward off all evils.

My children,

Soak in the hole.

Molong has pith,

The smell is tangy.

My children,

Sweet.

Lang Lang is too empty,

Transfiguration is infinite.

My children,

Endlessly.

Mind the world,

Be honest and truthful.

Sacrifice for righteousness,

Descendants of the Dragon.

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Five thousand years later......

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As dawn approached in the east, the loud crowing of the rooster broke the silence of the mountain village, and the smoke curled into a mist mixed with the scent of polenta, which surrounded the village and made it look a little hazy.

Although the pace of time has long passed in 2000, this remote mountain village does not have many characteristics of the advanced era from the outside, and the strong modern atmosphere of the bustling city in the distance has not yet spread to this point, and there is not even an asphalt road, it is still a jagged farm yard under the shade of potholes and dirt roads and green trees.

A teenager moved his arms in his yard, jumped a few times, and then began to run around a large apricot tree in front of the house.

A small black-haired Shiba dog came out of the nest, stretched his waist, and looked lazily at his master.

The boy ran a few laps, stopped under the west wall of the courtyard, there were two red bricks under the wall, the boy squatted down and adjusted the position of the bricks, shoulder-width apart, and then pressed his hands on the bricks, stretched his legs back, and started push-ups one by one.

The boy's push-up movements are extremely standard, his legs are together, his body is stretched in a straight line, he leans down to the lowest, and then his arms are supported hard, so that he has done a hundred times before he stands up, takes a deep breath of cool air, expands his arms, and his slightly sore arms feel a lot more relaxed and comfortable under this expansion.

Then, the boy made a somewhat surprising action, only to see him stand up straight, take a deep breath, his body suddenly fell straight forward, only to hear the sound of "bang", when the body is about to hit the ground, but with both palms to support the ground, this action is very difficult for people who do not exercise, and it is easy to hurt the wrist, but the boy is extremely easy to do.

The young man supported the ground with both palms, his arms and back bounced up at the same time, turned over and lay on his back, and then a carp stood up.

Falling forward, turning over, carp fighting, and falling forward, this set of actions was repeated five times in a row, the movements were clean and neat, and it seemed that his arm strength was very strong.

He has been practicing early every day for several years, although he only practiced ordinary push-ups, and even nothing at all, but under the boy's almost pious insistence on practice, his body appeared extraordinarily strong.

Practicing push-ups has become one of the most important habits in his life, and if he doesn't do it for a day, he will feel uncomfortable all over.

The young man's name is Zhao Yunfei, the surname Zhao is a big surname in their village, this small mountain village is called Donglongquan Village, which belongs to Wulongshan Town, Fengming County, Hanning Province, the northwest of the village is close to the reckless Wulong Mountain Range, and Donglongquan Village is at the foot of Wulong Mountain.

After Zhao Yunfei finished exercising, he picked up a broom and swept the yard with a bang.

The yard of his house is nearly one acre in size, sitting on three red brick houses facing north and south, the southwest corner of the yard is the toilet, and there is a pigsty behind the toilet.

The pigs in the pigsty heard the movement and snorted loudly.

There is a brick pot stove under the east wall, as long as it does not rain and does not blow strong winds, Zhao Yunfei generally uses this stove to cook pig food and cook, and in the countryside, there are dead branches, crop straw and other firewood as fuel, all of which do not cost money, and use these to save money than using coal or electricity.

Zhao Yun flew to the cauldron and poured half a pot of water, there was a small hole on the side of the stove, there was a box of matches in it, felt it out, wiped the fire, ignited the straw, and when the fire was hot, a few branches were added, and after a while, the water in the big iron pot made a squeaky sound.

Got up and went back to the north house to pick up a bucket of pig food mixed with wheat bran, broken grass, and rotten vegetable leaves, poured it into the cauldron, and filled it with a few handfuls of firewood, and after a while, the smell of pig food filled the courtyard.

The little black pig in the pigsty smelled the pig food and screamed even more happily.

Exercising, sweeping the yard, boiling pig food, feeding pigs, and making breakfast every morning are Zhao Yunfei's fixed routines.

"Xiao Ji, get up!" Zhao Yunfei squatted by the stove to fill firewood, turned around and shouted into the house.

At this time, the fragrance of glut-grits porridge wafted out of the cauldron, and her sister Zhao Xiaoji came out of the house with a washbasin, put the washbasin under the apricot tree, picked up the water with her little hands to wash her face, and after washing, poured the water in the basin under the tree.

At this time, the big iron gate was slammed, and someone shouted: "Yunfei, open the door!"

The little black barked twice and stopped screaming, because it could also hear the voice of an acquaintance.

Zhao Yunfei agreed, turned his head and said to his sister, "Xiaoji, go open the door." ā€

Xiao Ji ran to open the door, and in came a dark, strong boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

The person named Han Tuo, the same age as Zhao Yunfei, is Zhao Yunfei's classmate, and is also Zhao Yunfei's best partner.

"Have you eaten?" Zhao Yunfei asked when he looked up at Han Tuo, who walked into the courtyard.

"I'll drink another bowl of porridge. Han Tuo grinned, he was always the same in Zhao Yunfei's house as he was in his own house.

"Put the table away!" Zhao Yunfei said.

Han Tuo walked to the eaves, carried a small wooden square table and put it next to the stove, set up three small benches, Xiao Ji took the dishes and chopsticks out of the house, Zhao Yunfei told Han Tuosheng porridge, and he went back to the house and cut a plate of pickle strips.

Now is the time for summer vacation, Zhao Yunfei and Han Tuo are fine today, and they plan to go to the field to dig voles.

After the three of them finished eating, they went out of the gate with shovels and snakeskin bags, and saw Li Lanfang, who lived in the front yard, coming out of the door of his house with a basket on his back.

"What are you doing here?" Li Lanfang smiled like a flower, and walked over to ask Zhao Yunfei about them.

Han Tuo patted the shovel and said, "Let's go dig voles in the south field, will you go together?"

"I'm not free....Xiao Ji ......" Li Lanfang reached out and rubbed the top of Xiao Ji's head, and immediately rubbed Xiao Ji's short hair messy.

"Sister Xiaofang. Xiao Ji shouted obediently.

Li Lanfang agreed, but looked at Zhao Yunfei with bright eyes.

Zhao Yunfei asked, "Are you going to hunt pigweed?"

"yes, I'm going to the northwest slope, where there's a lot of pigweed. Li Lanfang replied, and after taking a few steps, she turned back and said, "If I had come back, I would have gone to the south to find you!"

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Blue skies and white clouds, crisp morning breezes, verdant fields and towering green hills not far to the northwest, small villages at the foot of the mountains are quiet and serene, with the occasional rooster and dog barking, giving people the feeling of being a paradise.

In a wheat field that had just been harvested, Zhao Yunfei and Han Tuo were sweating like rain, struggling to dig a vole hole, Xiao Ji put his arm around Xiao Hei's neck, watching intently from the side.

"Ah, run, run, little black, chase after you!" the two teenagers suddenly shouted at the same time.

A fat vole came out of the hole, and Zhao Yunfei and Han Tuo waved the shovel and wooden stick in their hands, shouting at the black dog to chase after the vole.

They didn't chase far, but there was a cry of "wow" behind them, Zhao Yunfei hurriedly stopped, and when he looked back, it turned out that when Xiao Ji was chasing behind, he accidentally tripped on the ridge of the field and fell into the small canal used for irrigation in the field.

Zhao Yunfei hurriedly ran over, picked up Xiao Ji, patted the soil on her body, and coaxed his sister: "Xiao Ji doesn't cry!"

Fortunately, the canal was not hardened with bricks and cement, and there was no water, just a shallow ditch dug out of an iron shovel, although the fall was painful, but it was not injured, and the children in the countryside were not so squeamish, and Xiao Ji stopped crying after a few tears.

The vole scurried very fast, and a puff of smoke burrowed into the rice field below the slope, Han Tuo looked at the dense rice seedlings helplessly and said, "Count yourself lucky!"

"Did Xiao Ji fall in pain?" Han Tuo returned and bent over to ask Xiao Ji.

"It doesn't hurt, brother, did you catch the vole?" Xiao Ji wiped his teary eyes and stretched out his little hand to Han Tuo.

Han Tuo clapped his hands and said, "The vole ran away, but it's okay, wait for my brother to catch you again, this time I must catch a big one!"

Continue to dig down the vole hole, digging and digging, one hole suddenly forked and became two holes, looking at the angle of the hole, it should lead to different directions.

"Which one shall we dig?" Han Tuo pointed to the two holes, feeling very embarrassed.

"Come up, I'll go down and see. Zhao Yunfei bent down and stared at the entrance of the cave and said, stretched out his hand to pull Han Tuo up, jumped into the pit himself, and carefully inspected the two holes.

"This vole is so cunning that it deliberately gouged two holes, and one of these two holes must be fake, and if we dig it wrong, it will be in vain, and then nothing will be dug up. Zhao Yunfei said.

"It's really cunning, so which one are we going to dig?" Han Tuo asked, scratching his head.

Zhao Yunfei put his finger into the hole and touched it, saying, "I know which hole is real!"

"Ah, yes, which one is true? Han Tuo urged repeatedly.

"The hole on the left is rough, and the hole on the right is smooth......"

The impatient Han Tuo didn't wait for Zhao Yunfei to finish speaking, he jumped into the pit and put his finger into the hole, "That's the case, I also know, this smooth hole shows that voles often drill in and out, then this hole must be real!"

Zhao Yunfei hurriedly stopped and said, "You rest for a while, I'll dig!"

In this way, the two friends dug the hole in shifts, and the hole became deeper and deeper, and the two of them were covered with sweat.

After a while, a new situation appeared, they found that the real hole was always blocked by soft soil, making the hole looming, Zhao Yunfei and Han Tuo studied this situation for a long time, and suddenly realized, and at the same time shouted excitedly: "There is also a vole in the cave!"

That's right, there are two big voles in the hole, the vole that escaped just now used a trick to lure the enemy, trying to lure the invading enemy away, but unfortunately it didn't succeed, and it didn't work, and there was a second strategy, which was to set up a fake hole, this fake hole was dug when the vole first dug a hole to settle down, and the meaning of the three holes of the cunning rabbit is almost the same, mainly used to confuse the enemy, but I didn't expect it to be recognized.

The vole that remained in the hole was struggling to dig through the earth so that the invading enemy could not find the location of the hole, but it was facing humans, known as the most intelligent creatures on the planet and the king of all creatures, and its survival efforts did not help, but only made the invaders more excited.

Zhao Yunfei dug hard, not bothering to wipe the sweat on his face, Han Tuo was eager to try with a wooden stick, Xiao Hei ran up and down, kept sniffing with his nose, and made a "woo" sound in his mouth.