Chapter 29: Han and Dwarf

The mysterious world is full of death and slaughter. Respect for the strong and the survival of the fittest is an iron rule here. In the bath of blood and battle, every living person condenses an iron-blooded and belligerent heart, fearless of pain and death. Therefore, even in a situation where their bodies were imprisoned and their lives were in danger, the four people in black did not show any fear, and they did not show regret after their companions were killed.

In the end, Meng Fan did not kill them and let them leave, just as a reward for telling themselves the information in this world.

At this time, Meng Fan was even more worried that Xiao Ai and Qin Wanyong were fine. Dcotor and Tang Ji had almost no combat effectiveness, and little Jack had only two opportunities to use huge forces. In this mysterious world that advocates killing, any danger could lead to their lives.

Time is tight, and it should not be too late. Meng Fan stepped on his sword and flew at high speed in the air. He always paid attention to the situation below in order to find the traces of his companions in the vast grassland. Qin Su stepped on the white cloud and followed Meng Fan closely, while Qian Sanhai could not fly, so he had to carry the village and run at high speed on the ground. For his ability to keep up with Meng Fan.

This grassland is too huge. After searching in the same direction for a full hour, I still can't see the boundary of the grassland and I haven't found any companions.

Meng Fan is getting more and more anxious. This world is too dangerous. One more minute, everyone will be more dangerous.

Doctor and Tang Ji have specific mechanical devices. At this time, Meng Fan has dispersed their spirit to the maximum range. As long as the two of them appear within one kilometer of their side, they can be perceived by Meng Fan. Compared with them, Xiao Ai, Qin Wanyong and Little Jack are more difficult to find.

Gradually, it was getting late. Meng Fan did not find any trace of everyone, but witnessed several fierce battles. It was really a battle of flesh and blood. The two sides seemed to have deep hatred. There was no shouting in the TV plot, only the sound of weapons hitting each other, which was slightly quiet, but the knife was into the flesh, and the sword was deadly, one move. They all have to kill each other.

Meng Fan was even more anxious and continued to look for a while. The sun had completely disappeared, the sky was dark, and his eyes could not see anything. In this case, Meng Fan found a big tree, cut some dead grass and branches, and built a very simple tent under the cover of the tree.

"Susui, go and sleep in the tent." Meng Fan said to Qin Su, "Sanhai and I take turns vigil outside."

Qin Su did not refuse. She smiled at Meng Fanying, obediently got into the simple tent, lay down with her clothes, and soon fell asleep.

The night was a little scary. Meng Fan asked Qian Sanhai to go to bed first, and he was responsible for the vigil in the first half of the night.

It is said that the overlord on the grassland is a lion. I don't know who is the real hegemon in this vast grassland. What is the feeling of being the top and proud of the world?

In the darkness where he reached out, Meng Fan sat quietly by the tree and was confused. At this time, the long sword guarding the boundary array beside him suddenly emitted a blurred silver light, illuminating a small area around Meng Fan.

"Oh?" Meng Fan gently stroked the sword body without showing much surprise.

From entering the undersea tomb to now, Meng Fan has seen more mysteries and mysteries, and can no longer mention surprise and curiosity about the shimmering light of the sword.

The light attracted a lot of buzzing insects, blue mosquitoes and jade-like beetles, each of which is unheard of on earth. Of course, Meng Fan has no interest in them.

If only I could find the remaining companions as soon as possible. Meng Fan's heart has always been filled with this idea.

There is a more important question. From the original heavenly realm to the current Xuanjie, people have experienced three completely different realms. Even if they can successfully find the lost companions and find a way to leave the Xuanjie, where will the next transmitted place be?

Is it the yellow world in the mysterious population, or another unknown world? It is unknown.

Do you always have to cycle through different worlds?

In that case, isn't there no way to return to the outside world, see Qian'er, and never see those lovely companions again?

Meng Fan's heart palpitations, if that's the same, life is better than death!

In the chaotic thoughts, Meng Fan thought more and further away. At this moment, a sharp wind suddenly came to his ear. Meng Fan was shocked and hurriedly drove the long sword on his side to cut through the silent night and block in the direction of the wind.

'When——'

A sharp sound of metal strikes came, and Meng Fan immediately deeply felt a huge force coming from the sword, which showed an overwhelming trend, endless waves.

Meng Fan suddenly jumped up and subconsciously jumped in the opposite direction. The shot sword drew a circle in the air and returned to Meng Fan's side. Through the faint light of the sword, Meng Fan finally saw the attacking person.

He is a big man more than two meters tall, with a leopard head and tiger eyes. His muscles are raised and as hard as a stone. He holds a huge dark axe in his hand. The axe is at least one foot thick. It is not difficult to imagine that if he is swept by the axe, it will turn into a pile of meat mud.

"Who are you? I have no grudge against you. Why did you attack me?" Meng Fan's anger rose from his heart, and his murderous intention appeared in his eyes.

"Has it failed?" The big man was a little unwilling. He stretched out the big palm of the fan and stroked the huge axe with a distressed face. At the edge of the axe, a narrow brand-new gap appeared, which should be the crack left after hitting the long sword.

Under the momentum of the great force of the Han, the huge axe was invincible. Even so, in the round of confrontation with Meng Fan's sword, it was also at a disadvantage. Not only that, it also suffered great trauma.

"It's really a baby, haha, I picked up the treasure today." The big man suddenly pointed to the sword and laughed, "Hey, boy, give me that sword, and I won't kill you!"

"P, get out of here!" Meng Fan's heart moved, and the tip of the sword pointed to the heart of the man, like an arrow, ready to shoot at any time.

'sw'

Suddenly, there was a very slight sound behind him. Meng Fan was shocked and was about to jump away to dodge. As soon as he bent down, he suddenly felt that his shoulders were cold, and a small object passed by his side and jumped to the shoulder of the big man.

The pain came from his shoulder, and Meng Fan touched it on his shoulder. It was sticky, slightly warm and bloody!

On Meng Fan's shoulder, a long and narrow wound appeared, and the bones were deeply visible, and the hot blood gushed out, dyeing more than half of Meng Fan's shirt red.