Yan Gen, who was on horseback, suddenly noticed something. He jumped off the horse as if there was no one else around, and swept the snow in front of him with his feet.
"Hey, this is a sheep..."
Yangen took a deep breath and looked around. The uneven snow made his eyes narrow into a straight line.
"What happened?"
Yan Yan didn't make any answer, his eyes were bright and indifferent, and he stared at Yan Gen's eyes without any trace of emotion.
Click, click
The rock stepped forward step by step through the snow, as if there was no one around.
Pass between Iwane and his son and head towards Mount Kailash.
Iwane and his son looked at each other, feeling a little at a loss.
Yangen did not believe in evil and swept away the bulging snow in front of him one by one, and sheep carcasses suddenly appeared.
He knew that it was impossible for the rocks to kill so many sheep, not to mention that he had not seen the she-wolf that looked like a calf, but he knew that there might be a she-wolf under the raised snow.
"Chase!"
Iwagen's three sons suddenly spurred their horses to chase the rock.
Because at this moment the rocks are running wildly, as if running away, towards the sacred mountain.
"Abba, that boy must be hiding something from us!"
Yangen looked sideways and thought about it.
But he was not worried at all. His three sons still couldn't deal with that little guy, so let them chase him.
At this moment, the rock was running wildly, and the magic sound sounded again, becoming clearer and clearer.
Turning around snowdrifts and over huge rocks.
Cross the bottomless abyss of ice and pass through the ice forest lined with ice skates.
Twists and turns, going round and round.
From time to time he stopped and tilted his head to look for the direction from which the magic sound came.
"What is this kid doing?"
The three sons of the Yan family also discovered the abnormality of the rock and gathered together to whisper.
At this moment, the three members of the Yan family had already abandoned their horses and followed the rock up the sacred mountain.
The snow on the mountain was too thick for the horse to run, so he abandoned his horse and pursued him.
Each person held their weapon in their hands, a long bone spear.
That is, sharp animal bones are tied to a tree stick. Don't underestimate this thing, it is still easy to kill someone.
"Follow him and we'll see what happens. What tricks can a little kid do?"
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"Come on……"
At the top of the sacred mountain, there is a cliff with ice like a mirror.
Inside the ice cliff was a man with white hair and a white beard, and even his clothes were spotless white.
His gaze fell on the rock through the heavy clouds and mist.
"...If you are not destined to me, you cannot hear me speak. If you are not a wise and courageous person, you cannot come here. If you are not perseverant, you cannot come in front of me..."
The old man murmured to himself, rather than calling for the rock, it was better to say that he was waiting for the rock, waiting for a kind of fate.
"Above the sacred mountain, legend has it that there is a great horned eagle that has become a spirit. No one who has entered the clouds has ever come out again. Brother, do it. After all, it is still a knife, even if it is broken in half."
The mistress of the Yan family whispered to Yan Da, unable to hide her greed in her eyes, she wished she could break the broken knife in Yan's hand and take it for herself.
"Do it!"
Yan Da gritted his teeth and became determined to get the broken sword.
His dream of becoming a tribal warrior lacked a real sword.
The three members of the Yan family quickened their pace and separated, quietly encircling them.
Rock also noticed their changes and looked at the broken knife in his hand.
Although it is the only thought left for him by his father, it seems a bit burdensome at the moment.
"for you."
Yan Yan raised his hand and threw the broken knife towards the nearest Yan Dai.
Yanda stretched out his hand to catch the broken knife, and stopped to admire the broken knife in his hand with satisfaction.
Yan Er and Yan San looked at Yan Da with envy and stopped chasing Yan Da.
The rock decisively accelerated forward. This was an opportunity to get rid of them. He had to seize it, otherwise it would be a waste of the broken knife.
But the three members of the Yan family obviously didn't want to let him go and came over again, which made Yan extremely angry.
With his mind spinning, he made up his mind and quietly approached the second son of the Yan family.
The reason why I chose to start with him first is because he is the strongest and the stupidest among the three members of the Yan family.
Rock knew that he had to kill one of them when they were defenseless. Once they were on defense, the strongest one would be the most difficult to deal with.
He lowered his head and hurried forward, looking anxious and uneasy, but actually looking at Yan Er secretly from time to time.
The opportunity came, that is, they were only five or six steps apart, and nothing could be easier than turning around and colliding.
The rock suddenly turned around and shot towards Yan Er like a sharp arrow.
He pulled out the short knife from his waist with his backhand and stabbed it viciously.
Yan Er, who was caught off guard, had expected such a situation and felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.
It was no longer possible to resist with all his strength, and his body slowly slid to the ground.
Drawing the knife from the rock and snatching the bone spear, all done in one go, turning around and walking away without any hesitation.
Let Yan Er's body turn into a puddle of black water. This was something that had been expected for a long time, so there was nothing to say.
He once used this short knife to send away the little wolf that had turned into a lump of ice, so he knew how powerful this knife was.
The fact that Iwane and his son chased him here thousands of miles away, followed him up to the sacred mountain, and still chased after him after getting the broken knife showed that they did not want to let him go.
Then if you kill them yourself, you won't have any burden on your heart. It's already a life-or-death relationship, and it will still be like this if it gets worse, let alone sympathy.
"Ah! Little beast, I'm going to kill you..."
Yan Da cursed loudly, pointed his broken knife at the rock, and his teeth were about to crack.
"Hehehe! Come on, who is afraid of whom?"
Rock turned his head, shook his dagger, and curled his lips arrogantly, deliberately showing a disdainful attitude.
"go to hell!"
Rock raised his hand and threw the bone spear.
puff
The bone spear was inserted diagonally into the snow, not even touching the edge of the rock.
But such provocative behavior really angered Yan Da.
This is so disrespectful. You, Yan Shi, are just an immature brat, and you dare to be so presumptuous.
After all, I, Yan Dai, am also a warrior. Although I am not a warrior of the tribe, I am not the weakling you imagined.
The furious Yanda threw away his bone spear, raised his broken knife and lunged at the rock with a roar.
Rock smiled strangely, knowing that this would be the case.
If you turn around and run away, the devil will fight you.
He deliberately chose to walk in the direction of the wind.
It was difficult for him to walk in the wind and snow, and it was equally difficult for the people chasing behind him to walk.
The key is that he was so angry that he wasted his energy.
The rocks were stumbling in the wind and snow, and I had to pay attention to the two people behind me from time to time. However, walking against the wind was not easy on this sacred mountain.
He was very helpless towards the two men who were relentlessly chasing behind him. They would definitely not be able to defeat them. No matter whether they were on the Snow Mountain or on the plains below, they could not be their opponents.
So he could only keep running away, but he also knew that blindly escaping was not the answer, and he would create a little trouble for the two behind him from time to time.