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Played almost, the sky began to dim, the belly of the poplar is also hungry, his own food is finished the first day, want to eat must go to play game.
Not far away there is an icy river. It is not easy to eat. On the ice, a bloody sword is used to draw a hole in the eye. In a short time, the fat fish in the water jumps out.
"Good guys, all are boring, don't run away."
Bai Yang grinned, and after a few minutes of landing, he gave the frozen fish into a hail. He washed it cleanly. Others kicked into the water, mainly because he couldn’t eat so much. After a while, the hole blinked again.
Bring the cleaned fat fish back to the 'cave' mouth, and make a fire pot. Cut a whole fish into large pieces of soup, add some salt, and put nothing else. It will be delicious in a short time. Fish soup.
In addition, several branches are worn in a fire, sprinkled with spices, and the fragrance is overflowing in minutes!
Ok, he still baked two, and he gave it away, and it was not made by himself, although no one saw it...
I didn’t pay attention to what fish, in short, it’s very fat and tender, it’s delicious, sitting in the snow, the sky is vast, eating a fresh grilled fish, drinking a fish soup, and then taking a whole mouthful of nearly 300,000 grasses. Dan wine, oh, that taste, the gods are just like this.
Satiate and drink, night falls, no fun at night, enter the hole, put a hole in the hole, get into the sleeping bag to sleep, and smash the life of the cavemen...
Woke up the next day, the snow has stopped, the sun is shining, the white world reflects the sun thorns, the poplar wears sunglasses, takes the bow, and hunts a fat rabbit and three pheasants without going out of the 100 meters. Breakfast is for them.
There is nothing fun here, pack it up, put things on the simple sledge, drag it away with a rope, and enter the world of whiteness again.
"Half an hour, he is awkward, there is always a feeling of being stared. In the dark, it seems that there are a pair of green eyes / 眯 / 眯 look at the uncle!"
I don't know how far I went. I turned over a small hill and walked for dozens of meters of poplars. I stopped my hand and touched my chin.
Drop the sledge, take a sand eagle from his arms and hold it in his left hand, and hold the folding bow in his right hand. The blood-sworded sword flies behind him and turns to go deep into the mountain and walk with a foot.
The mountain bag is not high, it is more than ten meters. After he went up, he did not see it. Some of the little squirrels and birds in the surrounding forests jumped down the forest.
"Not right!"
With a glimpse of the eyes, the poplar carefully distinguishes the snow on the ground. It is called a scanner-like eye-collecting picture. It is analyzed in the mind, and there are distinct footprints on the snow!
"Oh, the uncle was actually stared at by the wolf, but where did he go?"
Not only did she not be panicked, but she was excited to run the broken forest for a few days, and finally encountered some fun things.
You don't come out, don't come out and look for you!
Looked at his luggage, then he ran down the hill and chased down the wolf paw mark on the snow."I have a little wolf in my own words. These days I didn't know if I grew up. I was already a wolf dog when I left that day."
In his mouth, he marched hundreds of meters along his footprints, and there was a scream in the front. Looking up, a group of at least a hundred green wolves were surrounded by him.
"It seems that I was stared by the green wolf before, but there should be only one at the time. I didn't dare to do it to me. I ran back to the rescue army. It's good. I want to single out a group of people. Is this thing to protect animals? No matter what, this deep forest, the snow is closed, no one is going to catch me..."
Not only did the white-eyed poplar not run, but instead rushed toward the front of the wolves.
"Wolf scorpions, now robbery, put you... you seem to have nothing to leave, then leave a little life..."
The screaming in his mouth, the arrow in his hand has already been shot, and a blue wolf fell to the ground dozens of meters away, and a smashing arrow shot into the head from the eye of the blue wolf!
Hey...hey...hey...
A group of green wolves howl, rushing toward the poplars, one by one, licking their mouths and mouths, like a villain in the color of a peerless beauty.
Since I saw the 'enemy', the poplar was relieved. The eagle was inserted into the waist of the tactical belt, and the hands kept on the bow. A branch of the arrow continued to shoot, just a few tens of meters away. When the wolves were away from the aspens In the 20-meter range, nearly ten green wolves have fallen to the ground!
The arrows are not empty, and every arrow can shoot a blue wolf!
"Haha, Laozi is the hunter king, but now it is to be transformed into a sword fairy."
Surrounded by more than 100 young wolves in all directions, Poplar laughed and flew out of the bloody swordsmanship that had been suspended behind him. He couldn’t catch sight until he turned around. In the light ring, within ten meters of the diameter, dozens of blue wolf paper pieces were torn into two halves, and the blood splattered and stained the snow!
Oh...
After a moment of loss of most of the wolves, a scream, the wolves ran with their tails, as if to say ‘Brothers, this human is not easy to provoke, we are squeaking...’
"Is this running? It’s boring, it’s too unsatisfactory. It’s just the rhythm of a full-scale big mob. It’s not fun, I haven’t played enough...”
Scratching his head and looking at the body of the wolves around him, Bai Yang shrugged and bowed back and walked back.
After all, it is the earth, and it is far from the other side. If it is in the forest, the number of poplars encounters.
With so many wolves, it is estimated that you have to measure it. He squats that the ordinary golden wolf grows to five or six meters long, one step across several tens of meters, and can't afford it...
The blood-sworded sword is a semi-finished Shinto sword in the opposite world. It kills so many green wolves that the blood does not stick. This is very satisfactory and saves cleaning.
Go back to the sledge and drag forward to move on.
In the snow for more than three hours, Poplar once again shines on the glasses, he heard the sound of running water, and a mountain in front blocked his way.It’s no surprise to hear the sound of running water in the woods, but there is content in the sound of running water this season, especially when the fog above the hills rises.
"Yes, my buddy is lucky, actually meets the hot springs, what are you waiting for, walk up, take a hot spring!"
When I think of it, the poplars are all strong, and the sledge is not needed. The backpack is carried along the sound of running water. After turning a few big trees, I saw a clear stream a few meters wide. The water surface rises and the gloves are taken off. Try it, the water is warm!
Along the stream, the higher the temperature of the water, the more you climbed a small hill, and there was a clear water pool with a diameter of more than ten meters. The water here was a little hot.
But here is not the source of the hot springs. The water is flowing down from above. When you climb up, you can see that a few tens of meters of stone crevices are hot and flowing.
"Or go to the pool below, it is estimated that I can cook it."
Cracked the cracked mouth, Poplar returned to the water pool, lifted the tent, and entered the tent a few times to pull himself clean. When he went out, he took the courage. The cold wind almost did not give the frozen death, and quickly jumped. I jumped into the clear hot springs.
Oh, my head popped out of the spring water of the skin of the broth, and I licked my hair, and it was surrounded by ice and snow, and he was soaking in the hot springs, so don't mention the refreshing feeling.
After a few laps in the water, I quickly landed, took out the grass in the backpack and returned the bottle of wine, and once again jumped into the hot spring, leaning against a stone on the side, drinking a small wine and drinking it, and the envy of the individual died.
"There is a sister who is around."
Drink a little drunk, poplar mouth licking.
What to keep warm, he is no exception, saying that he hasn’t been jealous for many days...
"The kitten is well-behaved. It is estimated that she will be in this life, but as I get older, my father and mother are also urging me to bring the kittens over. It’s not right, after all, people from different worlds, for the time being. ...I don’t want to find a sister on the side of the earth? But it’s not a problem to see the disappearance of the sky...”
My heart is tangled, I can't think of a safe way for a long time, a bottle of grass and Dan wine unconsciously finished drinking, he soaked in the warm spring water, half-toxic and half-awake.
boom……
I don't know how long it took, and if there was a sound like nothing, I suddenly woke up the poplar.
"what's the situation?"
He scratched his head and listened, listening to the movement for a long time, and closing his eyes to the hot springs.
However, he just closed his eyes and there was another sound in the distance.
Although the sound still seems to be absent, he heard it clearly.
"It’s a gunshot! Just how can there be gunshots in this deep forest? Is it poaching or is the police catching the thief and grabbing the Daxinganling?"
This kind of thought turned around in my mind, and I immediately became interested. I was bored and bored. It was fun, watch the fun, and walk!
The courage came out of the hot springs, and the cold wind blew a slap in the face, ran into the tent, smashed the water on the body, dressed it, and wrapped himself into a scorpion.The tent stayed where it was, took the weapon, thought about it, took the satellite phone, and the blood-stained sword ‘plugged in the waist’. The mind carefully recalled the direction of the previous gunshot and quietly touched the past.
Not ten meters away from the tent, there was a gunshot in the distance.
"This is moving away from me. No, I have to run faster, or I won't see the excitement."
At the same time, the blood-sworded sword flew out. Three or two pieces of wood were torn off from a tree, cut into a skateboard, and dropped onto the snow. They jumped up and slid to the source of the sound.
"Don't run far, I am still waiting to see the fun..."
Poplar is also daring, knowing that there is danger and can go to the other side, if you switch to ordinary people, it is too late to run.
A few kilometers away from the poplar, this is another situation...
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