In addition, there are various self-made "anti-wolf" weapons.
Of course, it was said to be for protection against wolves, but actually it was for protection against humans. She just didn't want to use it against wolves this time.
But the scary thing is that after she touched it several times, she didn't even find a pocket.
How is it possible?
The pocket is obviously under the ribs, why is there nothing there?
In panic, Wen Xiaoyun finally discovered one thing, that is, the clothes she was wearing were not the ones she wore at night.
Wen Xiaoyun's heart suddenly went cold, and she subconsciously touched her hair hurriedly.
She wears a high bun on her head, and if she is really in danger, she can pull out the metal hairpin and use it as a dagger.
Fortunately among the misfortunes, the hairpin on my head is still there.
Although the shape is slightly different from the one she made, even a simple hairpin can now solve her dilemma!
Without any hesitation, she suddenly pulled out the hairpin and stabbed the giant wolf in the eyeball!
With a painful wolf howl, Wen Xiaoyun felt that the world was spinning upside down for an instant. Then her waist suddenly relaxed, and she was thrown into the air by the giant wolf!
But before she could breathe a sigh of relief, greater dangers came one after another. Not only was the grassy slope below her very steep, but there were also many sharp-edged rocks in the grass.
If Wen Xiaoyun hadn't been flexible enough and reacted quickly enough to hold her head and curl up at the first moment, she would have been killed with one blow on her face.
But even so, she was finally dragged down by a small tree that was planted diagonally on the mountainside. She was barely able to stop halfway up the mountain and was almost thrown to death.
"Uh..." Regardless of the pain all over her body, Wen Xiaoyun stretched out her hand in the direction of the hem of her clothes and firmly grasped the broken tree, and then she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She curled up in pain, barely opened her eyes, and struggled to discern the surrounding situation. The stones she stepped on suddenly shattered and fell, and her whole body sank suddenly.
Only then did Wen Xiaoyun realize that she was on a cliff. After passing the steep grassy slope below her, there was an abyss of cliffs that could not be seen to the bottom at a glance.
Tears burst out of her eyes in fear, and Wen Xiaoyun's teeth couldn't help but tremble. She finally realized what it means to be on the thin line between life and death, and what it means to be helpless and desperate.
Will she die?·····
But what is going on with all this?
Suddenly there was a harsh clicking sound in my ears.
Wen Xiaoyun looked up hurriedly, and the life-saving tree in his hand was completely broken in an instant!
Shall I go?
Is she about to fall to death like this?
The moment he fell, veins popped up on Wen Xiaoyun's forehead and his eyes were red.
The faces of Aunt Huangfu, Yin Tuiguan, and Yin Nuo appeared alternately in front of her eyes.
No, she could never die in vain like this.
Her life was bought with many sacrifices. She still has many things to do and many wishes that she has not fulfilled. She must not die!!
At this moment, a young man's voice suddenly came from far away in the air. Wen Xiaoyun unconsciously closed her eyes and listened carefully.
The man's voice became clearer and clearer, and he was chanting word by word, "There is nothing in the Yuan, a chaotic void. When the Hunyuan came into being, the earth and water were strong and windy. Now we are in the doomsday, affected by three disasters. Looking for the Yuan to save ourselves, it is difficult for all sentient beings. Wandering in the sea of suffering.
, Don’t wake up from the West and the East, pay homage to the righteous Dharma, sit down and practice the mind of God…”
The male voice spoke faster and faster, and kept repeating the last sentence until all the words were almost stacked on top of each other!
When all the words were whirling and dancing in Wen Xiaoyun's mind, her eyes suddenly opened, and the outside world turned dark. Among them was a long-haired man with his head lowered, being strangled by three ropes as if being tortured.
His neck and hands were covered with sticky scarlet blood after his clothes were stripped off.
Wen Xiaoyun was horrified.
Suddenly, the man suddenly raised his head, revealing a pale but extremely beautiful face from his long disheveled hair.