Chapter 45 Died

Previous review: Ning Chen went to the horrible totem camp in Shizhua Mountain to rescue the little girl's parents, but found that her father had been poisoned. Fortunately, the little cotton mother was still in the world. Ning Chen rescued her from the camp. Just as he was about to get out of danger, a person blocked their way. Who is this person?

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The person in front of him, no matter what he comes from, will never be a taurono.

His whole body was shrouded in black clothes without revealing any skin, but his whole body exuded a frightening chill. He slowly turned around and faced Ning Chen, who didn't even see his eyes.

He stretched out his finger to Ning Chen, then hooked his finger and said, "Put down that woman! You go." His voice was hoarse and strange, but Ning Chen couldn't figure out where the strange was for a moment.

Ning Chen just paused and didn't pay attention to him anymore. Now Ning Chen just wants to return the mother of the little cotton to her quickly, and then rush to the desolate place to save the faint egg.

Ning Chen climbed up from the mountains at the mouth of the valley. It's not what it used to be. Looking at the land under his feet, Ning Chen was actually a little proud. He was able to be so flexible. Thanks to the hardships of Philas in the rainy season, thanks to Emily.

It seems that the shadow has been thrown far away on the ground and will soon be left behind. Ning Chen accelerated his speed.

A white light suddenly shot out from the ground and reached Ning Chen's waist. He only felt that his waist was cold, and it seemed that there was a gravity pulling him down. Although he stretched out his hand to hold the rocks protruding from the mountain, this powerful force still pulled him to the ground.

With a thump, Ning Chen and his little cotton mother fell to the ground. Now they are outside the valley, and the chasing black cows have dispersed. They are cunning and refuse to take a step out of their territory. There are too many enemies.

Ning Chen's mouth oozed a little blood, and his mouth was sweet. He wiped the blood and looked at the little cotton mother. The poor woman was so scared that she couldn't speak, but she couldn't help trembling. No wonder the person in front of him made Ning Chen feel uncomfortable.

"I said, put this woman down. My subordinates need fresh meat..." said the man in black.

Why is the man in black always arguing with the man in black recently? Ning Chen got up and spit on the little cotton mother behind him and spit on the ground: "Who told you that she is the food of that group of stinky cows? If you love your subordinates so much, why don't you eat them yourself? To be honest, when Ning Chen said this, he didn't have much confidence in his heart. The strength of his opponent seemed to be comparable to those before, but this person did not seem to target himself, otherwise how could he leave only women?

The man in black sneered in his nose: "I don't want you, it doesn't mean I won't kill you." Ning Chen finally saw his hand. It was a pair of pale hands shrouded in black smoke. His fingers were as dry as claws. He stretched out his hand and looked at the hand with pity: "It's too easy for me to want your life."

Suddenly, he waved his hand, and all the land around Ning Chen was frozen, and the ice balm slowly spread. Compared with his light frost spell, it was like an ant seeing an elephant.

It turned out that the chill came from this. As soon as Ning Chen's feet touched the ice, she felt the bitter cold, and the little cotton mother's frozen lips were purple. Ning Chen picked her up and threw her out of the frost.

With a red pull, the skin of the palms of the little cotton mother's hands on the ground was torn by strength. A whole layer of skin stuck to the ice ballast, and her hands were bloody. She shivered and made a painful groan. She probably had no physical strength to make a sound, and her voice was weak as if it came from the distant sky.

Ning Chen hurriedly wrapped her with clothes and put her aside. When he looked at the ice on the ground, the ice balus shone in the moonlight, with an area of more than ten square meters.

The man in black did not leave time for Ning Chen to observe. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he emitted a light green light from his dry hand. To be precise, the light was a solid, viscous forward, and in an instant it arrived at Ning Chen. Oh, no, it was the little cotton mother behind Ning Chen, circle around her waist, and only saw the small The cotton mother instantly rose into the air and pulled back to the man in black.

At this moment, a sharp arrow split the cold wind and shot straight at the man in black.

"Ha ha, that's good!" The man in black grabbed the cloak with the other hand and put the arrow into the cloak. When it fell again, it was already a pile of ashes. "Unfortunately, it's still a little tender." However, before he finished his words, the light that suddenly emitted from his hand and grabbed the little cotton mother broke from the middle. The man in black frowned, as if cutting off the beam of light could make him feel pain as if cutting off his skin and flesh. It turned out that Ning Chen shot two arrows in a very short time and kept going straight to the black clothes. People go, and the other goal is the immortal physical light.

Although the light was sticky, Ning Chen's arrow wind cut it off smoothly. When the little cotton mother did not fall to the ground, Ning Chen had already catch her and flashed away from the attack range of the man in black. No, he was retreating.

Ning Chen ran forward desperately with his little cotton mother in his arms, just thinking of giving this woman completely to her daughter. As for the man in black, who is he? Why do you have such a strong sense of déjà vu?

When he looked back, there were no pursuers behind him. Ning Chen opened his eyes and looked around the world. Then he turned back to the forest and found the little cotton.

"Mom!" As soon as the little girl saw the woman next to Ning Chen, she shouted in surprise and jumped to them. When she looked closer, there were still tears on her face. It seemed that she cried a lot during the period when Ning Chen left.

Ning Chen picked up the little cotton and took their mother and daughter deep into the forest: "Come on, it's safer here."

The little cotton mother was injured before and experienced such a big bump. Now her face is pale and haggard, which is quite miserable. She handed the doll to her daughter and hugged the little cotton in her arms and cried.

Ning Chen touched his head and didn't know what to do. He was most afraid that women would cry.

"Ning Chen, what's the situation?" Shadow burial question.

"It's a strange situation." Ning Chen remembered what happened before, "Do you know who the elderly girl is?"

"Old man?" The sound of the shadow burial is a little strange. "It is rumored that he is the highest leader of the horror totem tribe, which seems to be called Magasa Horror Totem. He is a very powerful tauren shaman who has been restricted by your chiefs not to leave the Thunder Cliff. Why did you suddenly talk about her?"

"Nothing. It is said that she was kidnapped." Ning Chen fell into meditation, what is the relationship between the man in black, the Wallin, the horrible totem, and the powerful character who later emerged, the kidnapped elder?

But after thinking about it, his feet did not slow down at all: "Old man, can you pick up people?" Lao Ke nodded more, and now it has become much more righteous than before.

Ning Chen took the little cotton mother and daughter on Lao Keduo's back and asked, "Where were you going?"

The woman struggled to answer Ning Chen: "I followed my husband to visit my friends at Shizhua Peak, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing when I passed by here..."

"Mom, where's Dad?" After all, the little cotton is a child. He has just been immersed in the joy of reuniting with his mother and forgets about his father.

The woman opened her mouth and wanted to say something. Her lips squirmed a few times and finally cried.

"Ha, little cotton, good boy, Dad went to beat the bad guy. He asked me to send you to Shizhua Peak first. He said he would arrive later. If you don't believe it, ask your mother, right?" Ning Chen winp at the woman. The woman looked at him gratefully and nodded.

The child, who had some doubts, nodded when he saw his mother, so he was relieved that he actually sang songs along the way.

But is this the end of the matter?

Ning Chen still muttered in his heart, is the man in black willing to give up? Anyway, it's calm for the time being. Ning Chen and others are walking on the road to Shizhua Peak. Although it is less than four days away from the agreed time, Ning Chen still decided to send their mother and daughter safely to the place, otherwise leaving them here will not save them.

Shizhao Peak is located in the northwest corner of Shizhao Mountain, and the road to the desolate place is just opposite to it. For this reason, Ning Chen has to make a big circle. Fortunately, Lao Kodo worked very hard this time, and his foot journey was very fast. Before noon, they reached the periphery of Shizhao Peak, and then went inside is the territory of the night elves. These elves It was Emily. If she saw Ning Chen, she would definitely fight. Although her skills were advanced, Ning Chen was always afraid of killing, so she decided to put down the little cotton mother and daughter here and be quietly sent to the village by the shadow burial.

"Uncle Niu Niu, can I exchange tokens with you?" Just as the separation arrived, the little cotton suddenly asked him.

"Well...do you mean souvenirs?" Ning Chen smiled, patted the little girl on the back, and prayed that she could grow up safely and happily. "Uncle has nothing to give you. What should I do?"

Little cotton giggled: "I want to write down my uncle's appearance!" She took out a pencil from the pocket of her small skirt and shook it at Ning Chen.

"We should go..." The funeral reminded him.

Ning Chen can't bear to refuse the child's cute request: "Well, you can draw a picture for your uncle as a gift from your uncle, but hurry up, uncle still has to go."

The little cotton mother looked at Ning Chen gratefully, whose expression was still mixed with despair. Ning Chen smiled at her and told her to find a priest when she arrived at her destination.

In a short time, the little cotton drew the portrait of Ning Chen. The eyebrows looked lifelike. Ning Chen looked at the painting happily and thought that the child must be a painter when he grew up.

"Uncle, this doll is for you. This is my most precious thing!" The dirty little hand stuffed the already tattered doll to Ning Chen, with a solemn face.

Ning Chen took over the doll. This doll should have been very beautiful, just like her little owner. Maybe it was scratched by stone branches on the way to escape. The cotton stuffed in his stomach had been exposed. He held the doll tightly in his hand and said goodbye to the little cotton, although he only spent less than ten small together. Time, but her cuteness has been deeply imprinted in Ning Chen's heart, and so is the little cotton. Long after Ning Chen left, she was still looking at it.

"Okay, my dear, we're in." The woman who has just experienced the pain of losing her husband decided to be strong and love her daughter more.

This is just the entrance to the stone claw peak. If Ning Chen knew what would happen next, I'm afraid that even if he was chopped into scum by the night elves, he would insist on sending the little cotton mother and daughter in, but there are not so many if and afraid in the world.

After a gloomy wind blew, the little cotton mother and daughter fell into a pool of blood, and the child was still holding the portrait of Uncle Niu Niu tightly in her hand. Her eyes were wide open, as if she did not believe that her life had come to an end.