On the third day of the journey, my wrist was injured. The appearance did not look serious, but the flesh was a little bit green. She said that she was hit by something, but she couldn't say it.

The wrists have been faintly painful in the past four days, and we cannot mention heavy things.

But the wound of the whole witch from the shoulder to the whole arm of the whole arm is the big witch.

"When the tree fell down, it suddenly changed the direction and scraped me."

My sister's face was pale, and she laughed painfully: "Now my whole body on the left is numb." She really couldn't help it. I asked Dong Yang to help.

Can't find a doctor half, this is a medicine that can save lives.

"Why are you hurting so much now and tell me now!"

Dong Yang looked at the whole arm of the eyebrows, and he was in a hurry, and he took out the golden sore medicine: "You can't do it like this. Now the wounds will be flushed with the medicine powder."

It was almost in the afternoon that the time to log in, Dong Yang hurriedly put the small pot and put it on the side of the fire to the side of the fire to burn. He didn't notice that the eyebrows behind him heard the sudden change of his face when he heard him say ‘clean the wound’.

The hot water is quickly burned. Here the medical equipment is too limited, and there is no gauze bandage. Dong Yang tore up his own spare shirt and put the cloth strip in the hot water to disinfect it.

Knowing this only called him, and Dong Yang, who originally wanted to find Qingge, thought of Axiang, who had died and was born, and lost his heart and mad, and Qing Ge, who made him feel strange and even afraid, also felt at a loss.

Five people who have a good relationship have now collapsed. I don't know if they can still find the friendship of the old days. In the end, Dong Yang only asked Qingge to borrow wine. When he asked, he was vague when he asked.

"His ... very smooth when cutting trees."

The water -stained cloth strip was wiped on the edge of the wound, and soon was stained by the blood. Sister Mei took off her left half of her clothes and trembled her body.

Khan, his eyes, his nose and nose, and his eyes fell only on the wound of the eyebrow sister. He didn't look at it elsewhere. The eyebrows seemed to be a little nervous, and his voice trembled and said that he was injured.

"Both of them have a saw, and in order to choose two adjacent trees in a hurry, I am a deputy."

After returning, the little grandson joined the team of Mei Sister and A Chong. They both saw the saws. Originally, the two people saw the trees at the same time.

"A Chong saw quickly, his tree fell first, A Chong was very happy, and I was also happy. But the little grandson heard the sound of the tree come over and asked A Chong, why did you call the mountain when the tree fell?

Zi? He said something happened like this. "

"I, I found out that A Chong forgot to shout. I didn't remind him, at that time I was on the side of the little grandson ..."

"This, Ding Dao asked the number, how did you forget?"

Dong Yang worriedly said nervous: "No accident?"

"No ... we didn't be smashed. But A Chong felt that the little grandson was too auspicious, angry, we quarreled, A Chong was anxious, and he punch Xiao Sun."

"this……"

Dong Yang stopped talking, and finally did not say a word. He felt that the sister and A Chong were too much to the little grandson. But after seeing Axiang's death and rehabilitation ", Dong Yang remembered the cold skin of the little Sun's cold snow.

I am also playing drums, the more I want to be scared, and I can only put more attention on the wound of the eyebrow of the eyebrow.

Dong Yang's movement was numb, and the somedoscope of the eyebrows of the eyebrows and the large arm and the large arm was scrubbed around him and sprinkled the medicine powder. When the wound was cleaned up, Dong Yangjue was a bit wrong.

It seems to be weird to the touch. Dong Yang wants to take a closer look, but the brow sister is particularly serious.

Her elbow elbows were very deeply injured, and she was not obviously put on her clothes. She saw that the baby fist was rotten here after taking off her clothes, and she could see the bones!

Not clean. Dong Yang quickly handled it here. It is reasonable to say that such a cold sky wound should not be pusted so fast. Sister Mei said that she was unlucky and was tied into the branches, but Dong Yang looked at the edge of the wounded mouth, but felt like it seemed to be like the wounded mouth, but it felt like it was like it.

What is bite and tears ...

"I quickly stopped A Chong, and the little grandson didn't pay back. He knelt on the ground and dug out something from the snow. A group of yellow was covered with snow, and a weasel was pressed to death.

"

"Xiaosun dug a pit in the snow, and A Chong stood beside him, saying that the wild meat did not eat, the skin looked thick and could also make a wrist guard for the eyebrow sister, her wrist has always hurt ..."

The injury on the arm was too painful, and my sister's voice was very virtual, as if it came from the distant place. Dong Yang felt the warm breath of the eyebrows sprayed on his neck, and a dense goosebumps were aroused.

However, Dong Yang froze, not only because he suddenly remembered that he didn't see A Chong in the camp at noon today. At the same time, Dong Yang bandits thought to the cloth that just wiped the eyebrows of the eyebrows, a cold breath in the winter

Straighting the sky cover, I saw that the cloth pus and blood and water actually stained with a lot of brown yellow hair!

Not only on the arm, next to the wound, but even in the cave where the eyebrow sister runs away from the wound, the ocus and bones are covered with hair.

Dong was deeper than expected, and even until the big arm, it seemed like something was drilled into the meat!

"What are you looking at?"

The voice of the eyebrows sounded, and the warm breath moved in his back neck, with a smell of fishy.

Answer ...

Dong Yang heard the sound of his upper and lower teeth stunned together, and his heart poured, but his soul seemed to be pulled away. For a moment, he was surprisingly calm. Dong Yang heard himself saying that his tone was very calm: "

Sister Mei, help me unscrew the jug, I am inconvenient to start. You hurt me quickly, just use wine to disinfect it, you can bear it in a while. "

"It's not good yet-"

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The eyebrows had a long voice, and the tone was impatient. The breathing spit in his hind neck became hotter, and the distance was closer.

It's just fine. I want to say that A Chong was too fucking, but Huang Xian. He didn't kneel down and apologized and said that, it was Shouxing Gong hanging -he was too long! "

Dong Yang yelled at A Chong, and then he heard that the eyebrows seemed to laugh without a light laugh. The soft hand took away the jug from his waist.

Scolded A Chong, what was ugly to pick up and scold. Until he felt the breath of the eyebrow, he left his neck, only listening to the sound of "铿", like something hard on the jug.

Sister Mei was dealing with the wound by him, and only one hand was not easy to open the jug, so he used his mouth to bite the lid. This sound was that the lid was bitten by her.

Human wine made Dong Yang's mind more and more sober. He asked: "Sister Mei, tell me about it, how about it later? A Chongzhen should have suffered a bit!"

"Ah Chong ..."

Sister Mei laughed, and the breath with a fishy flavor fell to Dongyang's neck and neck again. This time it was closer than just now. But she was close to her, but she did not move the wine at all.

Yang head is numb, like falling ice caves!

"He ... the falling trees were smashed into a brunt. It's a pity, a good human skin can't be used."

"It's your skin ... I will peel it off ah ah ah !!! What are you doing? !!"

Sister Mei suddenly roared in pain and anger, Dong Yang even dug her wounds with her hands, and even pulled out the flesh and blood. When the sister was struggling with the pain, Dong Yang immediately arrested her and arrested her separately.

The jug on one hand tried to pour the wine into the eyebrow of the eyebrow. He remembered that Gi Ge tried to drink for the little grandson who had just returned! What's the use of this!

but--

"Dang Dang!"

The jug was thrown into the snow in the distance, and the strong drinks flowed into the snow. The strength of the eyebrows suddenly became extremely huge. As soon as he raised his hand, he lifted Dong Yang.

Dong Yang couldn't resist her power at all, and desperately held her sister's throat with her hands, but she still lowered her head as if she didn't breathe.

A fluffy face appeared in the throat.

Its hair color brown yellow, small ears and small eyes, nasal kisses pointed, and a pair of eyes are joking towards Dong Yang. It is actually a brown -yellow weasel! Its pupils are as small as needle, staring at Dong Yang without yin and no yang.

Forced. Dong Yang was so scared that he wanted to struggle desperately, but he was like being held, and he kept calling up and down his body. Except for a pair of eyes, he couldn't move.

Seeing that most of the weasel in the mouth of the eyebrows revealed most of the body, he wanted to tear his throat. But at this time, the eyebrow sister suddenly leaned back.

Following it behind. I saw him slap and fascinated the weasel into the eyebrows of the eyebrows, grabbed the snow that was soaked in the liquor, and stuffed it into her mouth.

Sister Mei struggled desperately, and the grabbing brother's face was full of blood stains on his face, and he even burst into the eyes of Qingge's left eye! But Qing Ge pressed her and did not let go.

Powerful, stunned and picked up the jug that was thrown out, and stuffed into the eyebrows of the eyebrow. The remaining spirits were forcibly fed. Sister Mei Sister was lined with alcohol, and finally gradually stopped moving.

The whole person is soft, just like Zhang who was pulled off.

Regardless of the eyes of his face hanging on his face, Qing Ge pant and grabbed the knife directly to split the eyebrows of the brow's throat, and grabbed the drunk weasel from her throat. Seeing the weasel Dong Yang

He was sweating, and the tone of the previously stretched out, and he almost fell directly to the softness of his body. The skin of the eyebrow sister and the knife on the hand of Qing's hand made Dong Yang fight against it.

"The people on the upper body of the monster are reversed, and they pretend to be more like a ghost upper body. When you walk at night, you call you from behind. First, take your shoulders to determine whether you are a real person or a monster.

"

Brother Qing also leaned on the tree all over, panting and said, "Huangpi will be a nightmare, you can't deal with it. But it loves drinking, and it will lose its mana to show the original shape when it is drunk."

It turned out that this was the case. Dong Yang suddenly realized. No wonder Xiao Sun first patted his shoulder when he returned, and then drank him. Qing Ge saved his life.

, I can't help but say: "Geye Brother ..."

"I saved you a life."

Brother Qing didn't look at him, and said coldly: "You, strangle it."

"Otherwise it wakes up for a long time, and we will not live."

"Ah? This, me ..."

Dong Yang sweats coldly, and the grateful escape in the dead is like Xue's melting. Seeing Qing Ge reached out with the weasel who was drunk, he did not dare to pick it up for a while, but this became a weird weasel.

It will definitely be found! Thinking of the tragic situation of sister A Chong's death, Dong Yang was scared and stubborn. But if he did not have Qing, he would have died long ago.

"Why, this will dare?"

Dong Yang hesitated for a long time, but after all, he still had a responsibility. He mocked him with a gritter with his teeth and raised his hand to pick up the drunk weasel.

Crispy, the weasel's head was twisted 180 degrees, and it was directly twisted by Dong Yang. He saw that it twitched for a while, and his body was softened again. Finally, he stopped moving.

"This, this is OK, ah?"

Dong Yang trembled all over, and did not dare to look at the dead weasel in his hand.

But Brother Qing didn't say a word. He stared at Dong Yang's body with a look of ghosts, and the eyes made Dong Yang scared, and said, "Qing, Qing brother? Don't scare me ..."

"What are you talking about?"

At this moment, the weak and gentle male voice rang from behind Dong Yang!

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"I, I turned around and found that the little grandson was behind me -he was behind me! Behind me !!"

Dong Yang began to cause epilepsy next to the bonfire. Regardless of the "time to '", he collapsed and roared, hysterical: "Do you see it! He is behind me, behind me, I just look back, so- that-

"

Cangpie!

The audience exclaimed, only listening to the crisp sound of the bone break, Dong Yang's head turned 180 degrees, his head was at the back of the back, and he looked at the darkness behind him.

Tao: "Originally, there was no one behind me ..."

Bang!

Dong Yang's body was paralyzed like a sack, and his head rolled down from the blood -sprayed neck and rolled into the burning bonfire. The black and red bonfire suddenly burned even more vigorously.

There was a silence of all around, and no one around him dared to clean up Dong Yang's body, and there was only a piece of scarlet blood left around him.

When Dong Yang talked about Qing Ge cut his eyebrows with a knife, his spiritual spirit collapsed completely, fled to the darkness outside the bonfire, and then screamed in despair, and he never moved again.

A real story died two people, and those who told stories and people who listened to the story died! Passengers present were shocked, especially weak travelers.

Just like the story told by Dong Yang in person. The response of weak passengers in the East District is more serious than the weaker passengers in the West District.

The strange legend is more deeper into their hearts.

Compared with the pure force and spirit, the latter in the real story will have a greater impact on them. If Dong Yang continues to talk about it, I am afraid that there will be a few more people. In contrast, the strong passengers are pretty good. After all, right?

If they are peeled, they will turn eighty degrees, and they will not hurt them. They may also die.

Dong Yang can live until now, then he must have not died like this during the past journey. The bonfire is likely to magnify his inner fear and make all kinds of misleading to him, which leads to the tragic situation today.

You have to consider it.

"Unfortunately, the storyteller died, he failed to get a reward."

Above the bonfire, I sighed, and her eyes narrowed back to the feeling of despair and fear of Dong Yang's death before dying. He heard that he wanted to try to twist his head to his back, but the illusion cat jumped to his back and stretched his waist.

Cat claw hooked his hair.

Bing Yi took the cat into his arms, and he was absent -minded and thought about the weasel. He really wanted to continue to listen, not only because of stimulation, but also because Bi found that he could draw some power from the story.

It is active, but unfortunately, there is not much time, and there are not many people.

Originally thinking about death, he could listen to a few more stories. But now Dong Yangqing has died together. There are only five deaths in the real story of the real story tonight.

The more the better.

"Who tells the next story?"

His eyes swept the surroundings, and a peaceful voice implied a hint of eager to try: "If not ,-"

"I."

"I'm here!"

"I want to talk!"

But his words have not yet fallen, and there are four or five passengers who take the initiative to tell stories! I have to tell me just to tell, I can't ask anymore. Anyway, he is the host.

The first person to speak.

"Let us welcome the second teller of the real story tomorrow, Mr. Yu Xiangyang."

The person who did not grab the first sit down, look at the person who stands up. What kind of Yang? Dong Yang? Everyone is still immersed in the true story of Dong Yang, but when the person who stands up, all the travelers present are no matter whether they are strong and weak.

Including the audiences in the live broadcast room, they all took a breath!

The person who stands up is Yu Xiangyang! The peak of the Eastern District! Can he tell the story that people can hear it? This is to open the killing to make the audience all over the army?!

Everyone at the scene was pale, panicked and embarrassed, and even the darkness was shocked by Yu Xiangyang. The shadow like a thick ink swallowed light, and it approached a few points forward.

See Yu Xiangyang Pingjing said: "I want to tell a story that happened in the deep sea."

What is the story in the deep sea ?? What is it?! Mazta Algae? Death Gorge

"puff!"

In the Yinyang Butterfly team, a strong passenger vomiting blood in a western district, he hugged the painful head of the painful head and frightened. It was just Yu Xiangyang's words plus the influence of the bonfire and his imagination, which made him feel chaotic and almost collapsed. Deep Sea

It is more dangerous than the dense forests. The mental pollution experienced by peak passengers in the deep sea is that they just touched it. They knew that terrible existence, so they would be fantasized.

The eyes of passengers have changed, which is the most dangerous for them!

But the weak travelers look at me, I look at you, although a little scared, but more curious. What are the stories in the deep sea? And Miranda and Miao Fangfei and others have a quiet breath.

Relax, the corner of the mouth is slightly raised.

Understand, zombie sinks.
Chapter completed!