The book followed the last time, and Chu Xunyu suddenly turned his back, holding a big knife in his hand and chopped towards Shang Qian. Shang Qian was startled, but he had also walked through the world with Chu Xunyu. He understood in his heart, so he gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and stood there and did not dare to move. With a muffled "puff", he felt something splashing on his face. Shang Qian slowly opened her eyes, raised her head, and was immediately scared.

It turned out that Chu Xunyu waved his sword and took Shang Qian straight behind him. At some point, a big brown bug appeared behind Shang Qian's back. The big bug slowly sneaked over from Chaoze. At least one person was more than one person tall, fat and greasy, sticky, and had no facial features all over his body. Only the top was stretched out. A long round flesh-colored mouth covered with barbed inside was stretched out. Just as he was about to sneak attack Shang Qian from behind, Chu Xunyu took a knife and directly cut off its disgusting long mouth that stretched out. The big bug twisted his body unwillingly and fell on the side of the swamp, causing a lot of noise. Many such things floated out of the swamp one after another. Chu Xunyu pulled Shang Qian behind him. Shang Qian held a torch in one hand and a knife in the other, and hurried forward, wanting to get away from this forest quickly. Chu Xunyu followed her behind.

This insect is plump and soft, without any sound, and is not afraid of fire. Chu Xunyu looked at it very clearly and found that it looked like the leeches I often saw, but they did not grow like this. There was a fishy smell all over the body. The long mouth that stretched out was full of dense barbs, which looked like they were sucking food. Most of the corpses on the ground were good things they did. These things were squirming out of the swamp, and they were about to surround the two. Chu Xunyu urged Shang Qian to run quickly, while waving his big knife, he cut over the two closest ones.

This insect seemed to have no eyes. No wonder it was not afraid of the fire. It only knew that it would come up fearlessly. One appeared next to Shang Qian in a cold manner. Shang Qian was only running and didn't pay much attention. Suddenly, a big mouth opened and opened in front of him. She couldn't help but exclaim in fear. Chu Xunyu listened sincerely, turned around and stepped over, waved his hand and cut it down directly, but unexpectedly there was an empty door behind her, and the big mouth of a bug was silently direct.

He sucked Chu Xunyu's other arm. Logically speaking, Chu Xunyu was covered in steel and iron bones, and he was naturally not afraid of chopping an axe with ordinary knife and axe. Unexpectedly, the insect's fine teeth were dense, like a file. It was not only sharp, but also cold and cold. He only felt that there were many sharp things on his arm rubbing back and forth trying to drill into the skin. Chu Xunyu was furious, and with a roar, he turned around and cut open the insect's long mouth, shook his arms, and threw the remaining limbs aside.

Shang Qian saw that Chu Xunyu was bitten and was dissatisfied. She didn't care much. Although she was not able to use the sword, the dancer's waist and knife slashed at the surrounding insects a few times. Chu Xunyu hurriedly pushed her and signaled to run quickly, don't bother so much. The two of them took two steps at the same time and broke through quickly. Unexpectedly, there was something strange on Chu Xunyu's arm, and the place where he was sucked was black. It was damn. Chu Xunyu only felt dizzy and light. Unexpectedly, this thing was like a spider. He used venom to numb the target first to catch prey. After sucking slowly, Chu Xunyu staggered and pushed Shang Qian back to the main path.

Shang Qian was pushed by Chu Xunyu, but she jumped back to the main path without grabbing the torch. She turned to see Chu Xunyu and was startled. Unexpectedly, Chu Xunyu's face was covered in cold sweat, her face turned pale, and her hands and feet seemed to be much slower. Chu Xunyu stood on the ground with a long knife, and she knelt on one knee, gasping heavily, constantly shaking her head, trying to make herself more awake. Shang Qian was anxious and turned around and wanted to run back to save people. Chu Xunyu tried hard to reach out, and wanted Shang Qian to hold him, but she didn't notice that Shang Qian's torch that had just been removed fell on the ground and was crushed by the sticky big bugs. Suddenly, all the insects that had seen and never seen appeared in the surrounding grass and tree trunks, surrounding Chu Xunyu.

"Hiss--" Chu Xunyu took a breath of air conditioning. A flying insect with wings stabbed himself on his back. The insect was as long as the forearm, like a huge bee. Its dark green body was covered with sharp fluff. He raised his tail and stabbed it directly on Chu Xunyu's back. Chu Xunyu was in pain and screamed out in pain. He threw away the long knife in pain. He rushed to pull the thing from behind. He pulled the ends with both hands, and a crisp "click" sound, tearing it into two parts.

Countless monster-like insects pressed overwhelmed. Chu Xunyu's face, hands and body were bitten everywhere. Chu Xunyu screamed in pain, slashed with a knife and punched with a fist, and his movements became slower and slower. It turned out that they were all poisonous. In the end, Chu Xunyu fell to the ground unwillingly. There were more and more insects, rushing to cover Chu Xunyu's whole body, for fear that he would eat it if he was slow. Chu Xunyu's spirit became lower and lower. Suddenly, he saw the Lord in the gap.

As he walked, he felt sad and saw Shang Qian being entangled by four black shadow men. One of them punched Shang Qian in the lower abdomen. Shang Qian couldn't bear it and bent down and coughed. The other grabbed her hair, the big fist of a casserole, punched Shang Qian in the face, and lie down. The four big men lifted Shang Qian up and placed her on her shoulder in a strange posture. One of them turned around and looked at Chu Xunyu, who was increasingly struggling on the ground, and looked at him coldly...

The flowers bloomed at both ends, each with one branch. Looking at Mu Yuan, a furry animal was sitting on Mu Yuan's shoulder, and was walking forward with her steps. Mu Yuan slapped her mouth and was a little dissatisfied. She used her hands to pull up the thing on her shoulder several times, but the little guy held her head and refused to let go. Mu Yuan shouted dissatisfiedly: "I said, "Are you bastard, you weigh at least a few dozen pounds. What's the matter if you always squat on my shoulder? My shoulders were all broken. I said, can you come down?"

The little thing didn't want to come down, but it seemed that he understood Mu Yuan's words. He hugged Mu Yuan's head and turned around. He changed his shoulders and continued to sit on him. Mu Yuan was so angry that he almost rolled his eyes and cursed: "You are so lazy and greedy!"

Mu Yuan was walking and cursing and fighting with the little guy, not paying any attention to the change in the road ahead. In the distance, the mountain range on the island seemed to have suddenly broken, and the main line was straight through, with mountains on both sides clamping it. The little guy suddenly jumped down, grinning and screamed, biting Mu Yuan's trouser legs and pulling it back desperately, saying nothing could make Mu Yuan go further. Mu Yuan looked around curiously, and seemed to find nothing unusual. He only knew that the little thing would not let him go. He kicked the little guy with his feet, and said casually: "What if you don't go? If you have the ability, find a way for me."

I never thought that this little guy seemed to really understand. He let go of Muyuan's trousers and ran to the side of the road not far away, staring at Muyuan, sweeping back and forth with his thick tail, signaling Muyuan to go here. Muyuan walked over in confusion and found that this was a small path, all paved with gravel stones, bumpy and covered by weeds on both sides. It was difficult to find if you didn't look carefully. Following this path, you walked slanted and horizontally and directly leading to the right mountain range in front of you. Could it be to let yourself climb this mountain range? To be honest, this mountain range is not very high, wide horizontally, as if it crosses the entire island, but not high vertically, it is simply hills, only about ten feet, and there are many large stones on it. It should not be too troublesome to get up, but why does this little thing have to make it have a good road and have to climb the mountain?

Muyuan tried to take the main path, but the little guy bit his trouser legs again and refused to leave. He grabbed the ground with his claws, and his attitude seemed very firm. Muyuan saw that it looked like this must have a reason. I guess he couldn't walk ahead of this road, so he had to nod and agree. As soon as he raised his foot, he got off the main path and stepped on this path.

As a result, after not taking two steps, Mu Yuan felt the pain of stepping on her feet. When she looked down, she was shocked. A centipede the size of a thumb lay on her instep. Mu Yuan was so shocked that she raised her foot and threw it out, raising her head and cursing: "Bastard, what are you leading?"

As a result, the little guy disappeared. When he saw it, it ran forward like crazy. Mu Yuan's face changed and he chased after him. At this moment, a bunch of messy snakes, insects, rats and ants rushed out of the grass on both sides, crawling on the ground and flying in the sky. Mu Yuan's movements brought a lot of movement and smashed them down. Mu Yuan screamed strangely, hugging his head and running wildly, thinking that he had to catch this bastard and beat him up. Mu Yuan ran slowly, and the one in front was even slower, so the road was not long. The two of them took a few breaths and ran to the endless hills. The little guy rushed up with a single step, his limbs were grabbed with a strong claw, and he rushed up a huge rock after a few strokes. He stopped and looked back at Mu Yuan, and Mu Yuan hugged his head and screamed in anger.

Following him, climbed the nearest stone. As soon as he approached the hill, the grass immediately became quiet. The ghosts just now escaped. Mu Yuan panted and held his knees, raised his fingers and pointed at the little guy to open it and curse. Suddenly, he felt uncomfortable with his neck. He used his hand to slap in the collar for a long time, and finally grabbed a red beetle as big as a palm. Mu Yuan screamed and hurriedly threw it away, trying to curse, but felt disgusting. He pulled the collar and saw that he had just bitten the big beetle on his chest. He was swollen and dizzy. He could not stand any longer. His legs became weak. He sat on the stone with a "thump" sound, tilted his head and muttered in a low voice: "Don't you... It's... It's..."

Suddenly, a clear spring came towards him. Mu Yuan only felt that his consciousness was gradually coming back, and he seemed to be refreshed. He opened his eyes, looked up at the starry sky, and praised: "Good rain, it's really awesome." He stretched out his hand, opened his mouth and greedily sucked two mouths, but unexpectedly the rain stopped again. Mu Yuan opened his eyes disappointedly, touched his face reluctantly, licked his fingers and said to himself, "Why did the rain stop?"

"Gee..." A strange laugh came. Mu Yuan raised her head and her face changed drastically. It turned out that it was not rain at all, but the stone on her head. The little guy stuck out his butt, raised one leg and peed towards his head. His two small eyes stared at him, and then Mu Yuan felt that his throat was salty and astringent, and he was so angry that he was almost smoking from his mouth and nose. He jumped up and scolded: "Don't run away, I have to peel your skin!"

After saying that, he used his hands and feet, climbed up the stone. The little guy smiled and leaned back and forth. When he saw Mu Yuan catching up, he quickly ran up. He ran up the big and small stones along the big rocks, and soon climbed to the top of the mountain range. As a result, Mu Yuan was shocked.

Mu Yuan was shocked by more than one thing. Mu Yuan crawled up with sweat and thought of one thing. It turned out that he found that the wound on his chest had recovered as before. He lowered his head and pulled his collar open. He found that the swelling was reduced, his head was not dizzy or his legs were not soft, leaving only the skin trauma of the bitten on his chest. The urine of this little thing can detoxify? I heard from the wild man that there must be an antidote at seven steps outside the venomous snake's nest. It means that yin and yang are inseparable from the same environment. Is it just a thing that is half-bear and half-cat? It makes sense that this little guy is naturally capable of growing in such an environment, otherwise how could he survive? Mu Yuan suddenly remembered that it was so bad that the poison on the island was so fierce. What if Chu Xunyu and others were killed by this poison? He had to find them quickly and take this little thing over to them to detoxify them.

I looked up to find where it was, and I immediately discovered the second thing that surprised me. It turned out that I was not standing on a mountain range at all. When I climbed up, I found that the top was spacious and flat, with staggered low walls at both ends. I climbed up from one of the gaps. But after too long, they were covered with moss and weeds. Time eroded the walls. This scene was never familiar. Mu Yuan had seen it on the way back from Lingzong. There was not far from Peking City. This is the Great Wall. Who built a Great Wall on the island? It seemed that there were troops stationed here tens of millions of years ago?

The little guy was standing on the stone wall on the front side, facing away from Mu Yuan, looking at the Great Wall, his big tail shaking from side to side. He looked back at Mu Yuan looking around and couldn't stop talking, and seemed extremely disdainful. Mu Yuan touched his head and walked over, shaking his head and sighed: "This is what Qin Shihuang's cousin has cultivated. In history, he has only counted this one, and he has cultivated it to the island."

When I came to the little guy, this was the third surprise. Mu Yuan widened his eyes and saw that there were countless houses made of stones in the city wall, and there was a street in the middle. There was a tall house in the center, which looked like a palace. However, the traces of time could be seen in the dark night, and the dead branches and leaves were everywhere, but they would not be lonely because there were many black figures shaking, but the walking postures of these people...why are they so strange?

"Where is this damn place..." Mu Yuan looked down at the little thing beside him in disbelief...

(PS: Another year of cold and heat has passed. I thought it would be another numb year without any gains, but if I think about it carefully, I have gained a lot this year and have some excitement in my life. I can't help but sigh that I finally gained something. My destiny has pityed me and I have not achieved much in my career. However, under my hysterical shouting, many readers and friends have started to give me rewards and red envelopes, which has moved me and shed tears.

Seven years have passed, brothers, I have been persisting for seven years. Chu Xunyu has been walking all the way and is about to enter the eighth year. This is also the last volume of the story of "Sword Break". You have accompanied Chu Xunyu to the end of the world. I think I have endless feelings. I don’t want to write it many times. Really, after reading my story for a long time, many old readers and friends know that "Sword Break" has come very hard and has to give up many times, because I often ask myself, is it worth it? Really, I often feel that it is not worth it, and the efforts are not rewarded at all. I have not received any reward for 365 days a year, and I have not received any reward for seven consecutive years. Do I continue to write it? How difficult is it? Everyone gives me

The reward website is half divided, and I only earned less than 200 yuan in total. In seven years, I earned less than 200 yuan. Brothers, how difficult it is, everyone will feel it. How many times my family advised me to give up. If I have this time, I wouldn’t have to rest, or I could make money even if I went out to find a part-time job. I wouldn’t earn more than writing "Sword Broken" when I went to KFC to hold a plate? I typed it with a keyboard word by word with my own conception and sweat, but it was not as much as the money I could hold a plate in a month than my seven years in "Sword Broken"? I shouted and blushed for myself. How did I read the quality of my story naturally know that I never wanted to shout like this confused and helplessly seven years ago.

But the past two months have given me a little hope. Many old readers are really understanding me with their heart and start giving me red envelopes. I don’t have much money, and I don’t expect too much. Anyway, I have always failed, haha, but I really feel that at least some people agree with this principle. Yes, Xiao Chuchu, I have limited level and poor writing skills, but my passion is here. I’m trying to tell you a wonderful story. If you don’t have any credit or hard work, we rely on ourselves.

I have the same ability to write stories, as those who are performing in the world and welders, but I just want to find a craftsmanship. Here, I would like to thank a reader who has been with me for the past seven years. Whether you give money or not, I am a reader. But those who are well-in-handed are willing to give me some financial support and are willing to cheer me on. This is what I am truly willing to write for you with my heart. This story is written for you. Chu Xunyu also thanks for your support along the way.

Originally, I didn't plan to continue writing "Sword Break", which took too much time and energy, but I really like to write stories. The love that I can't give up on is not noble, but it seems particularly desolate, because this makes me earn less than 200 yuan in these seven years and force it to death.

However, the encouragement and support given to me by readers in the past two months have made me see hope again. They encouraged me and told me that such a wonderful story should continue. I rekindled my plan to continue writing a new book. My readers include border guards far away from the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, students from Tsinghua University, angels in white who save lives and heal the wounded, chefs with superb skills, architects with amazing skills, etc., friends from all walks of life who have worked hard for seven years, and after hearing my recent angry roar, I sent comfort from all over the world, of course, red envelopes, this story is truly dedicated to you, picked out from your bones, squeezed out from your blood vessels, and soaked out from your tears. Thank you.
Chapter completed!