The boundary between heaven and earth is blurry. A blizzard is approaching the battlefield, completely covering the Hongyandong Mountains, and there is a white patch everywhere.

Hasson had already left, but the snow was too heavy tonight, and he was worried that he would lose his way in the snow and could only return to the abandoned station again. The scorpions led by Hussein this time have faces exactly like those of the Zhou Dynasty. They have removed the layer of camouflage and are sitting around drinking tea.

"Zhou ..." One of them wiped his waistband, trying to distinguish in the fire, "This person's surname is Zhou."

"My last name is Fu," the other raised his waistband. "It's a big man."

"The wolves are from the realm," the bearded beard with scars looked around at these playful juniors, and finally looked at Hasen, who had been silent, "Tonight you killed the wolf king, Hasson, and you will be the king of the northern battlefield. . "

The northern battlefield has always belonged to the wolf king. Xiao Fangxu occupied the top of Hongyan Mountain with his mighty power. In the past 20 years, the twelfth part of the Biansha horrified. Everyone here is familiar with his legend. Tonight, they have all won. It is not a mortal that killed, but a **** from the north.

Hasson ate tea and heard a faint smile on Ulihan.

Hasson always seems to be like this, but no one dares to look down on him tonight. Ulihan was already able to predict the speed at which Biansha would sweep away from the North in the next few years. They knew too much about the current departure from the north. Xiao Jiming was seriously injured and he was not fully healed. Xiao Chiye's wings were not full. The general was withering seriously. He was facing an unbearable winter in the north, and Hasson waited for a long time.

Ulihan said, "But you don't look very happy."

"Unexpected," Hasson held the bowl in his hands, remembering his booty, "I grew up listening to his legend, and he was invincible in my father's mouth."

"Russian Soviet Union and Japan will be proud of you," Ulihan thought for a moment, "and tonight you will beheaded by North Rail."

Hasson drank the tea and did not answer.

But Ulihan didn't make a mistake, and tonight Beheaded by Hasson was from North Rail Riding. For a long time, this iron wall standing in the north seemed so indestructible, but when Hasson really stood here, he found that there was a fatal weakness from the north iron riding.

This army was over-concentrated. Although their faith was born on the land, they relied heavily on the commander. The time they established was so short that every soldier focused on Xiao Fangxu, as if as long as Xiao Fangxu was there, he would be invincible from the North Rail Riding.

Amur understands this, and Hasson understands it. Tian Chennian was a turning point when North Rail Riding ceased to occupy an active position. Xiao Jieming's retreat symbolized the beginning of collapse, while Xiao Fangxu's comeback made Hasen decide that the key to leaving North Rail Riding was here. Hasson was transferred to the northern battlefield to familiarize himself with Xiao Fangxu. Since the age of eight, he has followed the Amur South in the Northern War. The name he heard most in the big account was Xiao Fangxu. When Xiao Fangxu knew nothing about him, he already knew all of Xiao Fangxu's habit of leading troops.

Hasson doesn't want to win a battle. He wants to collapse from the north. As for who is going to lose his heart, it is not something he should consider, just like Li Bei has never cared about the pain of Biansha. Hasson wants to defeat the opponent with all his strength, penetrate the opponent's heart, and let the opponent be in a state of lethargy. The timing of Biansha's reversal is now. They scrambled, snarled, and honed their fangs in the fierce hatred of blood and blood. Excessive mercy was suicide for both sides.

When the fire was about to go out, the scorpions spread out, looking for a corner for a nap. Ulihan vigil, Hasson closed his eyes against the old cabinet.

The cold wind outside roared against the eaves, and the iron horse hanging at the door of the station was blown violently. There are only black and white in the world. Night and snow tear apart each other. Snow flakes accumulate into snow mounds, and the footprints stepped on are quickly buried.

The scorpion standing peeing outside the post had not had time to unfasten the belt of his pants, and his throat was stuck. Following the inaudible "click" sound, the scorpion's body was slowly laid on the ground.

Ulihan heard so much that he immediately raised his hand and touched the hammer, staring fiercely at the door panel and whispering, "The wolf is here."

The scorpion at the nearest door moved silently, lying in the gap of the door panel, ready to spy. But the moment he fell down, the long knife suddenly inserted through the gap and penetrated his head.

No one spoke in the room, and Hasen watched calmly, watching the long knife drawn back, and the door panel was red and bloody. Immediately after the door was pushed open, the fire was extinguished by the wind, and the house fell into darkness. Xiao Fangxu's figure stood there, making Ulihan almost startled with cold sweat.

In that long silence, the scorpions in the house suddenly exploded. They lost half of it when they besieged Xiao Fangxu, and the remaining scorpions were exhausted, and the fear of being wore by the wolf king reappeared. The scorpion prayed that the wolf pups didn't have the strength of his father's arms, but when they touched together, the scorpion was nailed to the floor.

The light at the door was also blocked, and thick blood splattered on his face. Ulihan didn't wipe it, he smashed into Xiao Chiye's door in the dark-just like he did to Xiao Fangxu.

However, Xiao Chiye got stuck in Ulihan's forearm, so he did not turn the knife in the encircling encirclement from the dead body's knife, and hit Ulihan's face with the ghost head on the handle. Ulihan shuddered to want to step back, but Xiao Chiye didn't let go. His knife was caught by the scorpion behind him, so he immediately gave up the wolf and sword and knocked Ulihan with his empty fist.

Ulihan's sturdy body knocked down the fire. His face was covered with blood, and he felt that the bridge of his nose had broken. He shook his head, and the taste of gravity slammed his ears into a short period of deafness, and even couldn't see the front for a moment. He spat out the smashed teeth and said vaguely, "Kill him!"

Hasson felt he was staring, a sight that should not be ignored from the moment the door opened. Hasson knew what Xiao Chiye had come for, but he would not return it to Xiao Chiye, because that was the medal he had set.

Hasson held the thorn, but Xiao Chiye did not give him a chance. He held the scorpion in front of the thorn, and hurled Hasson against the cabinet against the thick human body. Xiao Chiye smashed into the air, the cabinet door opened immediately, and the cabinet behind Hasson collapsed, which allowed Hasson to breathe temporarily. His thorns struck swiftly, but this time Xiao Chiye did not evade, he caught the thorns and turned towards himself.

Hasson had taught Xiao Chiye's power at Tudarong Banner. He couldn't regain the thorns, and in the moment of letting go, the cat waist avoided Xiao Chiye's attack.

Xiao Chiye did not throw away the thorns, he was suppressed by Ulihan fluttering next to him. The hill-like body knocked Xiao Chiye against the wall, and Ulihan followed with a punch. The fist smashed Xiao Chiye's interdental bleeding like a brick. When he was beaten, he grabbed Ulihan's collar, ducked his head to avoid a blow, and then slammed his head on Ulihan's injured nose. .

Ulihan hurriedly covered his nose and mouth, Xiao Chiye turned his finger over the thorns, he grasped the protruding sharpness, stuck the thorns in his fingers, and then hit Ulihan with a punch. s face.

Ulihan screamed angrily, his entire right eye was spiked, his body trembling with pain, and the blood flow ceased when he bent down, scolding Bensha.

Xiao Chiye didn't let Ulihan go. He pulled Ulihan's hair, walked a few steps, and slammed Ulihan's head against the wall. The cold sound of the impact was repeated several times, and the wall was covered with blood. The scorpion behind Xiao Chiye has rushed up, hanging on Xiao Chiye's back, ready to overthrow him. But Xiao Chiye didn't move. He touched the scimitar around the scorpion's waist with his backhand, and then released his hand to hold Ulihan.

Ulihan shouted in pain, and stumbled backwards. He only took two steps, and a cold touch came from his neck, and even before the next moment, the blood spewed out and his head rolled out.

Xiao Chiye raised his hands and wiped the stench, and exposed bipolar bright eyes in the dark, his eyes filled with madness and hatred, which made him like a hungry wolf, burned by all the reason by the snow. He stared at Hasson, saying, "Give me back my father."

Hasson wiped his red hair over his eyes and said indifferently, "So your father, when will you return my brother to me?"

Xiao Chiye was close, he didn't want to listen to Hasson at all. The two broke through the window during the fight, and then rolled into Blizzard.

Hasson struck back with all his strength. He lowered Xiao Chiye in the snow, then stood up sensitively, backed away, and said in a cold voice, "Your father's iron hoof smashed his head. He runs wild. "

Xiao Chiye stood up and stood, and he took off the blood in his mouth.

Hasson flipped a new ridge between his fingers, the fingertip sliding along the cold light, and said blankly, "I'm just tooth for tooth."

The two bumped into each other again, the wind howling, the snow was tingling with eyes, the breathing was so intense, and the world was howling. Xiao Chiye locked Hasson's throat. He just picked up Hasson and let Hasson's back hit the damaged wall of the post. The snow debris on the wall was shaken off. Hasson hugged Xiao Chiye's right arm and twisted with all his strength, almost breaking it.

Xiao Chiye's right hand was numb, and the old pain made him miss, and Hasson escaped again. The next moment, Xiao Chiye was hugged his legs by the only scorpion, and the whole person fell into the snow. Hasen clenched his timing and inserted a thorn from the back to Xiao Chiye's neck. Xiao Chiye's elbow braced the ground, suddenly avoiding the key, and leaned on the left back shoulder to receive the thorn.

Hasson wanted to pull out the thorn, but Xiao Chiye backhand covered Hasson's head, and thrust Hasson's head to the ground with extreme horror, and fell into the snow. His shoulders were quickly wet with blood, and the thorns that had not yet been removed were wheezing.

Hasen clenched his hands on the snow and made a hoarse voice in his throat, but he couldn't lift it, and his head couldn't shake Xiao Chiye's palm at all.

Xiao Chiye tightened Hasson's red hair, his eyes were red, and he growled dumbly: "Give, give, give, give me!"

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