MTL - Bestial Blade-Chapter 34 Beasts fled

Changan has lived in the Jushan tribe for more than a month, but he has never done anything serious.

There is everything in the tribe, meat, food, fruit, even the bud sugar that he ate as a luxury when he was a kid. It is as valuable as sand here. Chang'an just misses the taste. He is so big, he ’s tired of sweetness. His interest in sugar was also very limited. He could not eat it while eating, and the rest went into the stomach of the little slave Luda.

There are also items sent by Huayi one after another. Although Changan's ability to spoil good things is first-rate, he is not ignorant of it—at least he knows that Huayi has sold his life for Beta before.

Huayi said that when natural disasters and man-made disasters are needed, is it not now?

Chang'an always remembers anachronistic words when anachronistic.

People ignited torches. Although they hadn't encountered such a situation at first, they didn't panic too much. The life of northern tribes was not so peaceful.

Asian Beast took the weapon at hand, and surrounded the women and children, and then the outermost circle was the orc warriors. As for the slaves, they were left unmanaged, and even the orcs drove them to drive away the beasts who passed by. Attention.

Chang'an originally wanted to throw Luda among the little cubs that the women were in charge of. After seeing this scene, his eyes flickered, and he lowered his head to meet the eyes of Luda.

Although Luda didn't speak, the little black hand clenched his clothes tightly.

Although the two of them were in the same room, they both regarded each other as non-existent, and could not speak for two days and a half. So much so that Chang'an looked at him now and still felt a little strange. He said to Luda, "Don't be afraid of death, follow me."

Luda used actions to show that he was not afraid of death—to die as a follower.

I ran past the most cunning things like wolves and foxes, followed by some small animals mixed, and then some large beasts. Everything ran forward in a panic, lest I be caught by something, hundreds The beasts ran wild, stomping on each other, sometimes bumping together, and some rushed into the crowd and were beheaded immediately. As more and more beasts ran out of the forest, the small fire piles had limited deterrent power. Soon Will be overwhelmed by scattered beasts, and the scene gradually becomes chaotic.

Chang'an looked up and saw Huayi standing at the highest point, and Solem, who was with him, was directing everyone to lift the huge oil cylinder and Chai He to the side of the tribe near the forest. Chang'an lived in the mountains for a long time, and he knew at a glance. He was about to set up a large fire.

However, this firewood was not easy to place. Before the fire broke out, several orc warriors stood there, still stretched out, and were often chased by the beasts with red eyes, or they were too late to step down. The fire, others have to protect those who can not fight, too late to support.

Solimu wanted the beasts to avoid the tribe, where he intended to place a few large fires that the beasts could not cross, echoing each other, forming a wall of fire.

He had the same idea as Chang'an. What makes the beasts run away must be something more difficult. They must be prepared first.

Just as the orcs who were standing in front of them were in a hurry, suddenly, a long saber with a length of one foot was inserted in, and a giant tiger was soared with a single knife. The giant tiger was hurt, and roared and fell to the ground. When he got up and stared fiercely at the man who dared to block the road, Changan put Ruda behind him and whispered, "Help them light up, don't be afraid, nothing will pass from here."

Luda looked at his knife. For the first time, there was an undisguised envy in his eyes. Then he bowed his head and ran away from Chang'an. Dad joined the adults who carried wood and oil unlovingly. , Work hard.

The big tiger looked directly at Chang'an's eyes, and seemed to feel the strength of the opponent. It stood there, and many small animals such as walking dogs couldn't help whining and stopped, and Chang'an held the handle by both hands. The blade steadily hung in mid-air, and in the wind of hunting, his hands were stable like iron tongs, without even a trace of shaking.

When the second wave of orcs who came to support arrived, they saw the confrontation here. On the one hand, the boy was a disheveled boy, and on the other was a carnivore born of a giant tiger and a desperate tiger. The difference in strength between the two sides was significant, but it was so rigid. Now, no one is willing to move first, it has become a spectacle.

Changan's stop at the Dadaojindao in front of the big fire made the defense pressure on both sides abruptly. Someone recognized him and said loudly, "You! You just slaughtered that meat knife with a meat cooking knife that day. Changan brothers who run away slaves! "

Chang'an didn't speak. The night wind lifted his hair. The night covered his unusually pale face, and also covered the untimely color of the corners of his eyes, lips, and heart. His eyes were half blown by the strong wind, and his upper eyelids were clear. And his eyes were exquisitely sketched, his nose was straight, and dust was on his forehead. He looked like a stone statue sitting there for years. With a touch of his hand, the thick dust was exposed. Qingxiu froze deep in the years.

The talking orc guard took off his skin from his waist, regardless of how many gulps he poured into his mouth. The breath he exhaled was as hot as Mars. He shouted in a chaotic voice: "Girl Alan is still I ’m arguing with her dad all day to marry you! Seriously, brother, I ’m not convinced. I also have strength. If I was there at the time, I would n’t have to take a woman ’s knife, and I would be able to do it with bare hands Killed that guy, but unfortunately my mother didn't give me a beautiful little white face, which is not flattering to the girl, hahaha! "

Chang'an finally touched the corner of his mouth, and in this few joke of the man, a bit of a smirk appeared, just like the pale stone statue lived for a moment, and the light of the people's torches was cast into his eyes. In a flash, it was Glittering.

At this time, the ground shook again, but it was still not violent, but it had a very weird taste that spread slightly, a little pungent, and a little stinky.

But not waiting for Chang'an to think about it, the big tiger who seemed to calm down when facing a strong enemy suddenly became manic, including the more beasts gathered there. This taste seemed to stimulate them, making them realize, follow The things behind them are more terrifying than those in front of them.

Nature can't always disobey, driven by all beasts.

First, the dogs gnawed their teeth and rushed up one after another. The thunder sounds were still harsh around, but a screaming wolf rang in the distance.

Chang'an didn't move until the dog walked close to him. His lower body was motionless, as if trying to save energy, and swiped across it very quickly-only one.

Three mists of blood sprayed out at the same time, and he cut through the necks of three walking dogs with one stroke.

The orc guards turned into a beast shape at the same time, and stood in a neat row in front of the fire. It seemed almost intimidating. Changan was one of the beasts and was not in the group.

He still only stayed in one place, and when something came over, he only gave the other side a knife.

All the animals that died under the knife-edge were all a gap in the throat, even in almost the same position.

Many orcs applauded him with growling, but for a long time, Changan's hands became less stable, and even slightly shaken. The strange smell seemed to be getting heavier. Other people seemed to feel the same, but his trachea was hurt. Soon, there was a slight blood taste in his mouth, and his chest and shoulders were almost gone.

It was always sultry, and Chang An rolled down sweat beads on his forehead. He raised his hand and wiped it to prevent it from dripping into his eyes, and his feet were slightly squinting.

At this time, a young orc warrior was bitten on the shoulder by a tiger, and the giant and the tiger rolled into a ball, struggling to fight, and in the gap, a sly dog ​​walked in, and Luda just put down. A large bundle of firewood has not had time to straighten up.

Dog walking is described as insignificant, a strong adult man can kick it to death, but it can kill a small thing like Ruda.

Fortunately, Chang'an's sword was long. He turned around and swept the sabre. The knife seemed to be sent out quickly. He chopped the dog walking towards the child in the air and cut it into two pieces. He did not have the strength to retract the knife and was taken out. Two or three steps.

I don't know where to hide a wolf to get this chance, and in the blink of an eye when he didn't have time to receive his back, he stepped on the body of another animal and slammed on it. He struck Changan's sabre, its body shape. It is very large. The power of this kick is even more amazing. It weighs hundreds of pounds. Chang'an's knife was so pressed that it couldn't be lifted immediately.

The big wolf dived down, his sharp claws kept grabbing into Chang'an's shoulder, easily pierced his flesh, threw him to the ground, and he showed his fangs in one fell swoop-it can bite off with one sip. That fragile neck.

The next moment, the wolf was slammed hard by the outstretched handle. This smashed the wolf's jaw. It screamed, his paws tightened and he passed his neck.

In the gap on one side of it, a small knife with a long index finger and almost no blade cut open its neck fiercely. The blade is not long enough, and the hand holding the knife is fiercely smooth. With that cut in, the wolf struggled, and as long as his hand was not relenting, the blue tendons broke out. Until the flesh's hand penetrated into the neck of the wolf two inches deep, the wolf was considered dead. It's transparent.

The big fire behind finally lit up, Mars soared into the sky, issued a crackling warning, and soon became a wall of fire, leaving only a small aisle for one person to pass through, and the animals that flew forward finally yielded. With instinct, he whispered, and stepped back with his tail.

Chang'an gasped and pulled the wolf's body aside, dragging his saber out. He was covered with blood, and wolf blood and his own blood flowed into his mouth along his scattered hair. As soon as he tilted his head, he spit it out, and thought unhappyly, "I am not good at art."

Then he was caught by someone who was trying to squeeze out of the beast pile, and the thin mountain stream looked at him in fuss: "I found you for a long time! How did you make this look? Come quickly, follow me . "

He raised his voice and said loudly: "Everyone evacuated to the back of the fire. After the broken people passed, the oil in the aisle was filled and firewood was added! Go to the doctor if you are injured! I will say again, everyone will give I withdrew behind the fire! "

Chang'an coughed lowly, chewing the herbs, and not forgetting his little slave. He picked up Luda's neck, who was standing there stupidly, and dragged him toward the fire.

Solaim was sitting in the middle of the fire in the town, and methodically directed people to refuel. The fires, large and small, became a solid and thick line of defense. The beasts broke through several times and finally had to bypass this tribe. Where they are, people can breathe for a while.

However, Solaim's expression was not easy, but he became more and more dignified.

Chang'an Jing walked towards him, intending to talk to the man who knew everything about the strange smell.

"I just smelled ..."

But his five words had not yet been exported, and he was suddenly grabbed by a belt. Huayi held Chang'an and looked at his blood strangely, asking, "What the **** is this? Did it? I said you could keep it alive and use it? Is the hard stubble still behind ... Well, this unlucky boy, it hurts me if I can't see you for a while. "

"Only the shoulders allowed the wolf to grab one," Chang An quickly spoofed him, and turned to Solaim Road, "I just smelled that smell, like ..."

Huayi saw that he was still eating salty radish and was worried about his skin and thick skin. The corners of his eyes were going to twitch. When he looked down to see the open skin caught by the dew claws on Changan's shoulder, his heart popped out strangely It was a fire. Fortunately, in front of people, he also knew restraint. Now he just grabbed Chang'an's belt and lifted his feet off the ground. He sighed, "Okay, you just shut up, He has eaten more salt than you have travelled, ca n’t he understand more than you? Follow me! What about your armor? Let you step on the table? ”

Chang'an saw him in no hurry, clearly looked like he was in the chest, and then reassured without any reason, saying, "I feel too heavy."

Huayi gave him a smoky look and scolded his saber and cursed: "Oh, you are too heavy for a few pieces of iron. Your chopper that chops wood is held all day long, isn't it too heavy? "

Changan was caught by the wolf with a paw. He was guilty that he was not good at studying and learning, and was rather guilty of hearing the words. He listened honestly, without refuting, and decided to work harder in the future.

Huayi was accustomed to the big scene. At this moment, watching the roaring beasts in the distance, he still had time to shake his head and sighed: "When Luo Tong was the leader, the weather was smooth and smooth, and there was no fart. No two passed to me. How many maggot moths have been stirred up this month, is it because I ordered my tribe to defeat my own tribe? But ... "

Chang'an suddenly realized: "Oh, I know, my master said, you are called a broom star!"

Huayi: "..."

He glanced down at the **** gourd-like boy, and finally clenched his teeth and pressed **** his forehead: "Shut up for me, dead rabbit!"

The doctor formed a long line, and Huayi directly relied on the leader's privilege to press in. He gently pressed Chang'an on a small stool in front of Aye, and half-knelt down to tear the clothes on his shoulder. "You show him the wound," she said.

Except Aye, the other doctors are rough men. Huayi instinctively feared that they hurt Chang'an with rough hands and feet, but he watched Chang'an sitting there and let Aye clean the wound, but he still refused to release him. The appearance of the same **** sword can not help but betray him.

Isn't this guy a rough guy?

Huayi watched Changan's impatient virtues of trying to bring the jug over several times and pouring it directly on the shoulders, thinking with a grudge: The girl waited for him carefully, he also suspected that his hands and feet were slow! This is not a good little farm animal.

But even if it was a small farm animal, Huayi still couldn't help showing pity to him. When he just held it in his hand, he could touch the flesh of Chang'an through his clothes. Huayi always felt that the flesh looked different from others. The wound was on others, as long as it didn't die, it didn't look so miserable, but on Chang'an, Huayi felt like he was hurting with him.

He moved his slightly stiff shoulder uncomfortably, grinning his teeth, as if there were a few big mouths that could see the bone.