The wind is blowing and the snow is blowing!
The strong wind swept up the snowflakes and drove the escaped cavalry and horses back. There seemed to be a wall of wind and snow around them. The white dragons rushed into the crowd and hunted the horses unscrupulously, devouring them one by one. It is rare to see so much flesh and blood in the Central Plains. Food gathering, horse meat is more delicious than pork.
The sharp claws will fall down and trample to death those who are screaming and running around. When they raise their claws, they will pick up and drop the bloody corpses.
The slender body twisted around everyone's heads, hunting in an extremely brutal way. He grabbed the horse in his mouth, threw off the cavalry on the horse, and then swallowed them whole. Fortunately, stirrups were not popular at this time, so there was no need to eat metal, and the dragon's head and reins were all Leather rope, it will be digested even if you eat it.
There was plenty of blood food, and there were war horses and flocks of sheep, enough to satisfy everyone.
The leader was about to cry without tears. His huge claws fell on his side and trampled several people to death. His huge body above his head was swinging around carelessly. A sweep of his tail caused a wailing sound.
In a village not far away, the villagers pointed to the distance in confusion, as if there were constant strange noises over there.
After a stick of incense.
After the white dragon had eaten its fill, it turned around and flew away, leaving a mess on the ground. The blood stained the white snow and turned it red. The survivors lay down in the wind and snow and cried loudly. Not all the horses were eaten, but there were still many left. There was not a single wolf rider left. , the dead were all trampled to death, so it was impossible for such a big monster to catch horses back and forth without paying attention to their feet.
The leader is still alive. He feels that he survived because he was discouraged and didn't run around. The monster doesn't seem to be very interested in killing people and is purely hunting for food.
"Go back...never come back again..."
The behavior of hunting and eating is instinctive and natural.
The branches of the bare forest are covered with white snow, and the ground is covered with a thick layer of white. Occasionally, small sparrows can be seen flying in groups and chirping away.
The giant white dragon flew close to the ground towards the ghost town.
He was one foot away from the snow. He folded his four claws close to his body and floated in a light float. His head swayed back and forth and his tail swung in an S-shaped path. He skimmed over the snow and grass. As he walked, he stirred up the airflow and blew through the accumulations on the branches. Snow is like swimming, winding and agile, with some indescribable charm in it.
Passing by a snowdrift that had been swept by the wind, we stopped.
The white dragon rubbed his big head in the snow, washed the blood from the corner of his mouth with white snow, and finally shook his head to shake off the snowflakes.
With a slight kick of his paws, he floated and swam again, and his four claws were folded close to his body.
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After a certain Jiao had eaten enough, he felt that the temperature was too low, so he went into the underground ghost city to seek a living. He forgot about hunting in the snow in the blink of an eye. There was almost no change in the temperature deep underground, and he instinctively wanted to do business and become a hawker.
It is impossible to sell oil-paper umbrellas underground, and no one is willing to buy bamboo flutes, gourds, silk and other musical instruments.
As the saying goes, you should do as the Romans do. In a ghost town, you should do small businesses that are popular among ghost town residents, such as selling poison. It is low-cost and has high performance. People who walk around in the ghost town are curious about this.
By the dark river, a certain Jiao was very reasonable and got a stall.
Place a wooden table and lay out the goods. The poison is self-produced and sold at no cost. The fangs are still there. You can make a lot of poisons by spitting out some venom and diluting it with water. You can imagine how strong the venom of a dragon is. Even if No matter how ordinary it is, not everyone can bear it. It is really a necessary medicine for murder and arson when traveling at home.
Wearing a black outfit, black cloth covers his mouth and nose, and a black hood is specially made to cover his long hair.
Put up a sign with the word 'poison' written in big letters.
Sure enough, someone immediately came forward to ask.
"What kind of poison is this?"
He looked up at the customer.
"Smiling half-step into madness."
"Good name!"
Bai Yujun's poison business is extremely booming. A bottle of poison diluted with water only costs ten taels of silver. The effect is extremely obvious. If you apply it on a weapon, it will cause blood and throat sealing. There is no cure, and there is no antidote.
How to explain? If it is a neurotoxin, you can suppress it with drugs and then find an expert to detoxify it. Hemolytic venom is simply too much. It kills all cells very quickly after contact with flesh and blood, causing necrosis of flesh and blood. Bai Yujun's venom is extremely corrosive, compared to neurotoxins. The advantage is that it works quickly, and without good medicine, it will be over in an instant.
Those who bought the poison used it on their weapons or dart arrows. After the hit, the opponent's flesh and blood would immediately become necrotic, making it extremely difficult to treat. Some people in the ghost town liked this.
A certain Jiao remembered an old saying.
A horse will not be fat if it does not eat night grass; a dragon will not be rich if it does not follow the underworld.
With a large amount of poison, he became the number one poison tycoon in the ghost town within a month, and was known as the King of Poison. His business was prosperous and prosperous, and many people even came to visit him. He became famous far and wide.
When I have nothing to do, I set up a stall by the dark river in the deepest part of the ghost town. When I am hungry, I go out to hunt. When the taste is weak, I pick up the salt block and lick it to make a rustling sound. Life will always have a flavor.
When the poison was sold out, I picked up the flower porcelain basin, spit it out, filled it with clean water from the underground river, stirred it, and the product was finished.
But, so boring...
There is still a long way to go in the long journey of life, and it is getting harder and harder to find the feeling of being a snake spirit in those years.
One day, the woman codenamed Danzhou Heroine from the fighting arena came to buy poison.
"I want to buy two bottles."
"Although I usually only have a limit of one bottle per person, I will make an exception and sell you two bottles out of familiarity. Twenty taels of silver cannot be less than a penny."
He picked up two small porcelain bottles and put them into bags. He was the only seller whose products were packaged.
Bai Yujun was curious about the use of poison. It was her first time to buy poison. She professionally handed over the bag and took the twenty taels of silver. She counted it carefully and stuffed it into her purse.
The Danzhou heroine looked at the two bottles of poison and smiled.
"I heard that your poison is the most powerful and can melt people?"
"Yes, it will be effective immediately whether it is scratched on the skin or drunk. It can also be poured directly on the opponent's face. In short, it is colored and smelly and cannot be secretly poisoned."
This is also the biggest disadvantage of hemolytic venom. It cannot kill the opponent unconsciously. A certain dragon is working hard to prepare it.
"very good."
The heroine smiled miserably, and it was obvious that she was a woman with a story.
"Whoever you plan to poison to death, maybe I can provide you with professional knowledge services and teach you how to kill him correctly."
"I'm going to poison my father."
"Uh... this idea is very unique. Your father knows best. I can't help you."
The heroine smiled and turned around to leave, her smile filled with hatred and madness.
Bai Yujun didn't try to persuade her to abide by filial piety and not to kill her father. Everyone's experience is different. Don't use big principles to pressure people if you don't know the specific situation. Some people are happy and some live in a miserable world and harsh environment. It will make people crazy. The Danzhou heroine is a lunatic. It is not easy for women to be able to hang out in the beast cage.
The tiger's poison does not eat its seeds is talking about tigers. There will always be a few aliens among countless human beings.
Half a month later.
Bai Yujun saw the Danzhou heroine again, and saw the joy in her face that she had gotten revenge and the darkness in her eyes. She had her story, a life that no one knew.
"Your poison is very good. I made him drunk and then diluted it with water and sprinkled it on him. He watched with his own eyes as he was being corroded and dissolved bit by bit, and he wailed all day and night before he died. Thank you."
"No...you're welcome."
The Danzhou heroine thought that the king of the green grassland was surprised by her ferocity. In fact, she was wrong. Bai Yujun just didn't expect that the venom after diluting it with water could be diluted again... She wanted to be with more like-minded people. Talk about "New White Snake Asks the Immortal", follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find close friends~
