One thought of heaven, one thought of hell.

Wolf heart, human nature, Huba Cilen has always indulged in it and struggled and couldn't extricate himself, without knowing it.

Bear Pisa is just a small appetizer.

The bloody stimulation and inexplicable pain have completely angered Huba Cilen!

Huba Cileng rushed over, strided, stuffy, rushed over!

When Huba Cilen was really angry, Huba Cilen never roared or barked, and Huba Cilen was not a dog.

Huba Cileng is an angry bison! a vengeful wolf!

When Huba Cileng rushed over, Ge Ritu brandished his long knife and rushed up on his horse: "Ah-"

"Kill—" The Grands rushed forward, brandishing their scimitars and spears in an arc towards the enemy horsemen!

The Chiwu people were frightened, the bloodied beast was already approaching!

But no one fled, and no one retreated, and the Chiwu clan grabbed the reins of their horses and axes and faced each other, and shouted: "Woo-"

One hundred and ten spears came out together, and they went straight to Huba Cileng!

Only true fear can prompt true courage, and the beastly murderous aura of Huba Cileng also stimulated everyone!

Red eyes! Gritted teeth! Desperate!

"Whew-"

The spear whined through the air, the power was better than the arrow, and the tip of the spear of the branch sen's cold tax was already in front of him-

But I can't help it anymore. Huba Cilen rushed with his stuffy head, and his arms danced like wheels: "Plop puff puff Gegege-" After a muffled crisp sound, Huba Cilen broke through the spear formation and came out unharmed!

Unexpectedly, it was blocked!

And the three feather arrows were still stuck in Huba Cilen's body, and Huba Cilen was draped in blood and carried a bloody wind with pain, and rushed into hundreds of horses like a tiger entering a flock of sheep! The blood was burning, the snow was burning, the sky was red, the eyes were red, and Huba Cilen's eyes were red! The great nightmare came into the world again, and Huba Cilen was already mad, and Huba Cilen lost his mind and was ignorant of his heart, and there was only an instinctive hatred left in his heart, and he only wanted to slaughter and slaughter everything in front of him—

It's all alive, and ugly!

Huba Cileng slashed his arm, palmed, killed!

Huba Cileng doesn't use his fists, just like when the bear and tiger fight, the five fingers are open, and the big palm like a fan is: "Huh-"

A palm swept over, a horse and a total of people out of ten zhang, the horse was killed, and no one could afford it.

With a sweep of the palm, a horse and a total of people fell to the ground with a bang, the horse was killed immediately, and the people were injured again.

The first to bear the brunt is the horse, probe the neck and neck, kill it, raise the hooves in the abdomen, kill it, and retreat in the middle of the strand, and also kill it! The divine power is uncontrollable, the power is uncontrollable, just like the strong and fierce horse is also paper paste in front of the Huba Cileng, and people are not the enemy of the unity! The knife came to sweep away, the gun came to sweep away, and everyone screamed and dodged and fled from the horse, scattered and fled, and never dared to get close to the huge beast again! It's a long story, but in a moment, the Gran people roared into the battle group with the sound of rumbling horses' hooves, and attacked hundreds of people with one hundred and ten people, and in the blink of an eye, the defeat of the Chiwu tribe was achieved-

It's just because of Huba Cileng.

But Huba Cileng has already killed sex, and he is outwitted by one thought, and he does not distinguish between friend and foe.

Geritu bore the brunt of this.

Huba Cilen was chasing and killing, Huba Cilen was faster than the fierce horse, and Huba Cilen saw a mass of things jumping in front of him: "Huh-"

"Geritu—"

Geritu was wielding his long knife in pursuit, but how did he know that the giant wolf as agile as an ape and as fierce as a tiger waved his palm: "Don't-"

I only heard a call from afar, mournful and long, as if it came from the darkness.

One person, one horse, flew out horizontally.

Even people, with horses, Huba Cileng swept away with one palm!

"Gesang Meadow!" Geritu lost consciousness, and there was a moment of clarity in his mind.

People from afar stopped, staring in amazement.

People in the vicinity, riding horses, are still running for their lives.

This is Huba Cileng, the descendant of the Snow Mountain Tantra, who was suppressed by Tuojialuo, a wolf-like giant! Being big does not mean anything, and the horror of Huba Cileng does not lie in the huge body, just like a bear Pisa, he was torn alive before he came up. It is the wolf nature that lurks in the hearts of people, and Tuokya is empowered with a single thought of exercises, and he has been forbidden in the snowy mountains for decades. And after more than 30 years, Huba Cileng has reappeared in the world like this-

Not to mention, the living Buddha has its own arrangements.

Huba Cilen is still chasing, no one can stop Huba Cilen, and no one can escape from Huba Cileng's hands.

This is just the beginning.

Even if someone runs away thousands of miles away and hides in a cave, Huba Cilen will smell the smell and find him, tear him to pieces!

To live is suffering, and to die is to be liberated.

Just start, it's over.

"Tong! Tong! Tong!" Huba Cilen was striding through the blue sky and snow, letting the cold wind blow through his naked and strong chest, accompanied by the white wings fluttering at the end of the arrow, happily chasing his fate. Or rather, to dispel that huge, gray nightmare. Perhaps only at this moment, Huba Cilen is truly happy, the long depression and heavy shackles make Huba Cilen pain and happiness from time to time, and in ignorance, the prohibition under the cloth of Tuoga is broken through again-

When a thought can no longer suppress Huba Cilen, it is the time when Huba Cileng's human nature is exhausted and he returns to his animal nature.

"Huba Cilen - Huba Cilen -" Someone suddenly shouted, it was a little familiar.

At a glance, there was a red flag waving in the wind, and the dark red color was a little familiar.

Huh, a wild man is waving and jumping, like Ahururu, and there is another person standing on the side, how can it not look like Brother Moro?

"Horn Mi!" Huba Cilen roared and rushed over with red eyes!

It's Daoist Fang, Daoist Fang has made a move.

"Lord Vishnu, he's not a bull, you don't have to. Moro smiled bitterly, carrying his monk's robe on his spear.

"It's coming!" Fang Yin didn't dare to slack off, this Huba Cileng brother was even more terrifying than 10,000 bulls: "Get out of the way!"

The two of them flashed together, and Huba Cileng rushed over: "Horn Mi!"

Huba Cilen became more and more angry, this is a provocative behavior! Huba Cilen is still in a dream: "Whew-"

Suddenly, the breath was suffocated, the footsteps were suffocated, the body was suffocated, and the huba cileng was like a quagmire, and I felt a kind of tired heaviness!

Suffocation, suffocation, suffocation, it's a very familiar feeling.

Immediately, there was a chill on the forehead in front of him, and it was the cold little hand again, yes, Ahururu?

"......" then the deep Sanskrit chant resounded in the ears, and the familiar and intimate feeling spread.

"Ahururu!" Huba Cilen shouted, and his eyes gradually returned to clarity: "Huba Cilen!"

Fang Yin let out a sigh and withdrew his hand: "It's me, Brother Huba Cilen." ”

Seeing the laughter and calming its momentum, the ice and snow caressing its top, coupled with Moro's great compassion curse, it woke up Huba Cileng: "Ho, ho, ho." ”

Huba Cilen is happy, and the teeth are grinning.

It's a little cool, it's a little painful, and it's a little unpleasant, but Huba Cilen is a friendly and kind person.

That's it.