Looking at the giant eagle in the sky, Ye Erwa was completely stunned.

Among the rich second generation he knew, there was a slaughtered eagle, and he also had some research on it through his eyes and eyes.

This eagle, which is more than ten meters long and has at least twenty meters spreading its wings, does not look like a normal creature no matter how it looks.

Ye Huang was stunned for five minutes, and came back to his senses and began to look for the trace of the old secretary.

He remembered that he and the old secretary were holding hands not long ago, but now they are all in the same direction.

He took out his cell phone and was about to call the old secretary. If he really couldn't, he could call the police to help his life, but there was no signal.

He hadn't given up yet and tried to send a WeChat message to contact him, but there was no internet in this ghost place.

In this era, once a mobile phone is out of service, most people will be in a panic.

Ye Erwa is very square now, not ordinary square, and she is simply at a loss.

He was confused for a few more minutes and was at a loss from head to toe.

"Immortal Banban, have I traveled through time?"

Ye Huang came up with an exaggerated idea and took big steps to search in the valley.

He wants to find the old secretary and by the way, he finds the disappearing Hongchen Inn.

An hour later, Boss Ye was exhausted.

With his physical fitness, who spends money all day, he is not as good as an ordinary college student, and his exercise volume of one hour has made him very troubled.

In addition to physical fatigue, what is even more terrifying is mental stress.

He knew nothing about everything around him, and his fear always came from the unknown.

"No, I shouldn't have traveled through time. I'll go over it first... When I stepped on the circle in the center of the backyard of the inn, my eyes flashed and came to this ghost place... At that time, the old secretary grabbed my hand. She seemed to know that she was coming to this place, so she wanted to hold me together... But this couldn't explain. She still separated with her hands and hands. After searching for an hour, she didn't see anyone... Could this be a deserted area in Qingcheng Mountain? Hongchen Inn threw me here with a kind of black technology?"

Ye Huang thought about it but couldn't find the standard answer.

In desperation, he had to patiently restore his strength and stand up again to find a way out.

According to his innocent thoughts, this valley must have an end. If you walk out, you may reach the city...

After another half an hour, Ye Erwa personally experienced what it means to run a dead horse in the mountains.

The winding valley in front of me doesn’t look big, and it seems boundless when walking.

Ye Huang walked in a fixed direction for so long, but still couldn't see the end of the valley.

Continue along the winding canyon and reach a corner, Ye Erwa's eyes were wet.

He heard the voice of a man who spoke in language he could understand.

In this situation, being able to hear the voice of a living person is even more exciting than listening to Taylor Swift’s concert on site.

However, the words of that guy were very strange:

"A bad beast, take me a flame knife!"

Ye Huang originally wanted to chat with that guy and ask for a way out. Hearing this sentence, he stopped and sneaked along the corner of the valley, not even daring to breathe.

On the other side of the valley outside the corner, it suddenly became clear that there was an open space the size of a football field.

On that open land, a strong man in his thirties stared at the front with his eyes fixed on his face.

Ye Huang, who was huddling in the dark, saw the buddy's appearance clearly, and his hands and feet were trembling with excitement.

Now he was basically sure that he had not traveled through time because the brother on the opposite side was wearing the modern costume he was familiar with. The man dressed in a donkey, wore a vest with a lot of pockets on his upper body, straight-leg pants with good texture on his lower body, a pair of hiking boots on his feet, and a bulging backpack on his backpack, giving people a sense of déjà prepared.

When Ye Erwa looked at the "enemy" of the buzz-tie brother, he was stunned on the spot.

Once upon a time, he thought it was weird enough to see a giant eagle. For a moment, he even suspected that it was an illusion that he was dazzled.

Now, Ye Huang saw something more bizarre than the giant eagle, which was a black wolf with a size that was more powerful than an elephant!

The giant black wolf was sprinting, staring at the strong man with a buzzhead with a fierce look, and could rush over at any time.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Huang saw an even more incredible scene.

The big man with a buzzing fist suddenly swung his fist, and a half-meter-long flame knife whistled out. The knife was very evil, not like a physical body, but more like the mysterious and gorgeous skill in the game. The blade was burning with flames, causing the air to make a hissing burning sound.

Ye Huang dared to take down his half-body sexual blessings to bet. Half a second ago, the bald brother was still bare-handed. Where did this knife come out?

I think it is known that if a knife with such a high temperature is carried with you, it will be severely burned if it is not burned to death.

"He just shouted 'Come on me a flame knife'. Could this be his magic skill, or a magic spell for cultivating immortals?"

Ye Huang had a reliable guess, but he could not accept such a guess.

Whether it is magic or immortal cultivation, it is not the supernatural black technology that he can understand.

It was almost time for the time being that the flame knife in the air would turn around and start to flew towards the black wolf's forehead. The moment it was about to touch the black wolf's body, the flame knife suddenly changed its trajectory, and with a swoo sound, it went around behind the black wolf's buttocks and stabbed into the anus with a knife!

"Ao...wu...wuwu!"

The black wolf let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground softly on the spot, with blood flowing from a certain part near its tail.

Ye Huang felt his scalp numb. The part where the black wolf was hit was too shameful. He felt that the chrysanthemum was painful at once.

"Hahahaha!" The bald man who dealt with the giant wolf with one knife smiled at the sky. Who else is so arrogant? He boasted and said: "A bad beast, I will let you die. My brother's unique skill is the one who is known as [Chrysanthemum Flame Sword]...ah!"

The last "Ah" was not the bald brother's sigh, but a scream.

Being complacent, being happy leads to sorrow. These idioms can be used to describe a bald and strong man.

The bald man reached out to cover his buttocks in disbelief, and blood was dripping between his fingers, unable to cover his bleeding anus.

Dong!

The strong man lay on the ground, his body twitched, and there was a bottomless blood hole on his buttocks.

Ye Huang's scalp became numb, his hands and feet became weak, and he felt his body kept using it.

The black wolf was obviously dead. Who killed the bald man?

Ye Erwa couldn't find the answer, and only felt an indescribable danger.

He curled up in the shadows and did not move. After a few seconds, he heard footsteps.

A black shadow emerged from nowhere and squatted in front of the black wolf.

Only then did Ye Huang see clearly that it was a short and thin middle-aged man holding a short sword with a flashing cold light, wearing a dark sports suit, and the sneakers under his feet were also dark. The short and thin uncle, who was covered in black, looked around cautiously, his eyes as cold as a poisonous tongue, and soon glanced at the corner where Ye Huang was hiding.

Ye Huang tried hard to hold his breath, and his heart was about to pop out of his throat.

He didn't know if the short and thin uncle had the ability to "hear flying flowers and leaves ten feet away" in martial arts novels. If so, then Ye Erwa would be dead...

It was pitiful that the short and thin middle-aged man glanced around, but he didn't seem to notice anything abnormal. He raised his knife and easily cut open the hard head of the black wolf, and took out a shiny thing. Then he slashed the bald man's neck and began to plunder the other person's body. He touched the mountaineering bag on his back, and even the big man's back was carrying the things in the bag all over the ground.

"Ph, I'm a poor guy!"

After searching, the short and thin man was very dissatisfied and vomited a lump of saliva at the bald body.

"Don't stare at me, I don't even understand the principle of stalking the cicadas and orioles behind me. You are not worthy of living in this world." The short and thin man stretched out his hand, closed the bald and strong man's eyes wide open, and talked to the dead on his own: "Haha, the chrysanthemum flame knife... I'm just using his own way to give him a chrysanthemum flying knife. I'll come out and get it back sooner or later. Remember to change the routine in the next life."

As soon as the words came, the short and thin man disappeared without a trace.

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Ye Huang curled up in the darkness of the valley, and his whole body was already soaked in cold sweat.

It’s not that he didn’t want to stand up, and witnessed such cruel killing with his own eyes, he no longer had the strength to move.

In his living environment, even if he makes enemies with others, he can only find someone to beat the other party. He has never heard of such a thing as killing people directly with a disagreement. What is even more terrible is that the short and thin man obviously has no grudges and grudges with the bald and strong man, but he just passed by and took the lead and reaped a life on the spot.

"What the hell is this?"

Ye Huang asked the sky speechlessly, his spirit was on the verge of collapse.

At first, he thought he was just lost and could return to the familiar world after walking out of the valley.

Next, he found that the beast here was very strange, and the bald brother's flame sword was also very personal, and he planned to say hello to the other party and ask for a way out.

Then, the bald man killed the black wolf, and the short and thin uncle killed the bald brother again.

A series of sudden changes in the painting style impacted Ye Huang's glass heart.

In this place, or in this world, he faces the test of beasts and has to face the cold arrows of his human compatriots. The bald brother who had a heavy bleeding chrysanthemum was a typical negative textbook, which cut off Ye Huang's thought of finding a living person to ask for a way out.

What he has to consider now is not the question of whether he has traveled through time, but whether he can survive two episodes.

The bald man who killed the giant wolf in one blow instantly died in a blink of an eye.

In terms of combat effectiveness, the bald brother is at least eight streets better than Ye Huang.

Ye Erwa does not think that she has any self-protection power in such a general environment.

"There seems to be a lot of people in this valley, a bit like the monster-sucking location in online games. A group of people squatting here to PK. If someone passes by here later, how should I deal with it? If there is another black wolf, I am afraid I won't see the sun tomorrow..."

Ye Huang's mind changed rapidly and he was thinking about very realistic problems.

At this critical moment, he realized that even if he had money, he might not be able to do whatever he wanted. In this world without the Internet, he could not even transfer money online, and losing money and eliminating disasters became empty talk. With the more than 100 yuan of cash in his pocket, no one would spare his life because of this little money.

By the way, he remembered a girl.
To be continued...