第十六章 (第4/5页)

    Notimetoconsider，Ilookedatitandturntothecarriagethereranalimp.

    Momhasjumpedoutofthecarriage，withhisbarehandsfightwithawoman，thewomaninadditiontothecalf，asuitisallscales......

    TakeofftheWolfskinthatmanshouldbeofher

    NexttoaWolftriedtolayclosetotheattackonahorse-drawncarriagekiddo，momturnedHuiYuancarekiddo，fromtimetotimetoseemeoutofspirits，andmymothertoyourbow

    ...

    Alas，stillnotgoto!

    Legbegantonumb，graduallyhasnotbeeninforcefullymake，feelthebodychillsheadisdizzy，Iknowthisisbled.

    TheWolf‘smouthsofoul，musthavealotoftoxin，maybethelegisgoingtowaste.

    Horsehorsepullingtheconstantlyscream，sincerity“istryourbesttopulltheREINS，thehorsetossedfrontlegfiercelystandup，sincerity“alsopushedawaythenitfiercelyforwardbody.

    Thecarkiddoandabscessmanwasthrowntotheground，alsorevealthehiddenunderthecarli-ma，huieldersisterandbearchildren.

    Thehorse-drawncarriageforwardout，stepoutinfrontofthefire，thisisaweaklightdimmed.

    Luoluoluo，Iheardthewomanwhoplaywithmomlaughed，thenthedarkflashinggreenlighttotwopairs，thewoman‘seyesliketheWolf‘seyes.

    Severalrootnoburningofwood，foramomentlikeacharcoalsmokestartedout，food，zhong“shoutedatthecarriagerunningdirectionofsorrow.

    Aroundthepitchblack，kiddoandbearchildrenarenowexposedonthebattlefield，suchanenvironmentmorebadforus，theirbesttofindthewindbows，andmomwalkingstick.

    Ahemppaininthelegismoreandmorestrong，andthebodymoreandmorecold，itseemstheirtoomuchlossofblood，spikeshouldbepoisonous.

    MrLadyyoudon‘tplayagain，yousonoftheleaderofthewolvesonthelegquickattacks，againdefyantidoteyouwangwillbeburned.

    Poisonagain...

    Idon‘thaveanytime，evenifitcansavethefamilydie，noonecanhelp.

    Ican‘tlayontheground，wherethebow

    Awarmfromthewoundontheleg，Istretchedouthishandandtouched，isgrayinlickingmylegwounds，Isuddenlyfeltsomething，softliepronetoliepronesticky，likeapieceofthickleather...

    Windbowshouldbearoundhere，Iwasaspirit，climbdownaroundtwohandstopulltogetherthebody.

    Anythingstandinginhishand，Igrabbed，istherootofarrows，istherootofthearrowshotIkillakite.

    Topullmeahand，achillonthehand，thearrowsinthehandsuddenlyvibrationupandhowthisphonemute

    Ihithisslap，whetherbloodbeganhallucinating，stillfail，thearrowisinshock!!!

    Idon‘tconsciouslyholdit，coldismoreandmorestrong，Iseemtofeelawispoffamiliarwindingbyhand.

    Andjustholdthewindofbow，feelsthesame!

    Sawthefamiliarwhitemistshrouded，neverfeelsoeagertothisplace，theimsinmyarrows，but...

    Isthekite，howdidshegetin

    SuddenlyrecallthatbeforefromZhengJiaVillage，practicewindmeshbow，theinthemind，anidea，isthewindbow，itwillputthebowandshotpeopleinarela