The second wave of dozens of hungry wolves rushed to the front in an instant. Fatty, Shirley Yang, Peter Huang and others, had no time to load ammunition for the guns, raised their pistols and fired them one by one, and they almost fell one by one, shooting the wolf that rushed to the front one by one. The steady shooting sound doubled people's courage and offset the fear in melee battle.

Chu Yi poked a wolf with the front fork of the hunting rifle, then let go of the hunting rifle, and chopped it with a hidden knife. An old wolf avoided a little slowly, and half of his nose was cut off by the lightning-like blade. He was sobbing in pain. Chu Yi raised his knife again and chopped off its wolf head.

Starting from the first shot of the first day of the New Year, the calculation was that in less than two minutes, there were already a full of wolf corpses on the ground, mixed with several evil wolves that had not yet completely died, and they were breathing like white steam from time to time.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and their tense nerves relaxed. The scene in front of them was very tragic. This time, the wolf in Karamir could basically be considered a great fight. I didn't expect the battle to end so soon. However, if it weren't for the first day of the lunar calendar, there might not be just wolf corpses in the corpses that were everywhere on the snow.

However, just as we had just escaped from the tense state of fierce fighting and a little careless, a white ghostly shadow suddenly appeared behind Chu Yi. The wolf king had already pounced on Chu Yi's shoulder. No one saw clearly where the White Wolf King came out. He wanted to shoot, but found that the empty pistol had not had time to load.

This white-haired one-eyed old wolf is so close to becoming a spirit. It seems that it is a waste now. It watches the wolves being shot and are still motionless in the snow until it sees the opportunity. It should also know that once it appears, although it can kill one or two enemies, it will definitely not survive by itself, but it seems that it has been summoned by its ancestor "Crystal Free Mountain", abandoned its life, and attacked with all its strength to attack the shepherd who destroyed its attack plan and disturbed its ancestor's soul.

The white wolf was like a ghost. Even Chuyi was not prepared for this. She thought the wolf king had been beaten to death in the melee, and it was too late to fight back. All this was too sudden. In less than a blink of an eye, the white wolf pounced on Chuyi and rolled into the hole on the top of the demon tower together.

At the same time, I also replaced the magazine for M1911, rushed up and jumped into the demon tower. Fatty and others followed closely. When they arrived at the top floor, they looked at it. Uncle Ming pointed to the lower floor and said, "Hurry up, they have gone down..."

I was so anxious that my head exploded, and I chased after him layer by layer. Finally, I found the corpses of Chuyi and the Wolf King at the bottom. The Wolf King bit Chuyi's neck tightly, and Chuyi's long sword fell on it, but a short sword in his hand that was peeling the wolf skin was inserted into the heart of the wolf king. The wolf king's white hair was stained with silver light and was completely red by the blood of the two of them. He fell from the top of the demon tower and fell to the bottom. The blood had flowed out and he had already lost his breath.

Chuyi is brave and heroic. Although he has not been with me and the fat man for a long time, he is very versatile and is extremely sensible. My heart is like a knife, and I can't help but shed tears. I sit down on the ground dejectedly, looking at Chuyi and the Wolf King's corpses in a daze.

The rest of the people were also very sad. Shirley Yang held my hand and comforted him: "If you want to cry, just cry more happily."

I shook my head and felt like I was bleeding in my heart, but tears couldn't flow out. I lost a trustworthy comrade. The pain could not be relieved by crying, but now I just don't want to talk to anyone.

Uncle Ming also comforted me and said, "The wolf king killed by the brothers in the first year of the Chuyi are descendants of the White Wolf Demon Slave. His death is of great merit. The hero died in front of the formation and died as his place. Let us pray for him and wish him to become a Buddha as soon as possible. Death is the greatest. Let us take care of his funeral first according to their customs."

I nodded to Uncle Ming and asked them to restrain the body of the first year of junior high school. My mind was now like a boiling pot, and I just wanted to calm down first.

Uncle Ming asked Peter Huang and Fatty to separate Chuyi and the Wolf King's corpses, as if they were hit on the "Crystal Free Mountain". I don't know if it was smashed. Fatty wiped his tears and snot, stopped everyone and said, "Wait, Chuyi is my brother. He is leaving heroically, I have to read a few eulogies for him first."

Uncle Ming and others had no choice but to flash aside and let the fat man hold a memorial service for the first day of the junior high school. The fat man sighed and choked at the first day of the junior high school and said, "We use our fighting life to exchange for the happiness of all mankind. We are willing to sprinkle these blood and tears into the flowers of freedom in the world..."

The fat man said a lot, which made the sob in his heart slightly less, and asked Peter Huang to come over to help calm down. As soon as he lifted the Wolf King's corpse, he found that the wolf corpse had smashed the "Crystal Free Mountain". As soon as he touched it, it shattered into several fragments. Everyone took a breath and started to cool down, lifted their hearts, and listened to the movements outside, and did not dare to breathe.

After a while, the glacier on the demon tower was always quiet. Could it be that Shirley Yang was wrong to judge? "Crystal Free Mountain" is not a sound wave that will cause the snow peak to collapse. Perhaps there are more and more years of freezing in the glaciers and failures. No matter what, I breathe a sigh of relief for the time being.

A female corpse with transparent body was exposed in the "Crystal Free Mountain". There was a flowing silver light under the skin. The bones inside were buried in crimson, like agate, and the outside seemed to be transparent crystal. This should not be a real person's corpse, but a craft of ingenuity. Is this the "glacial crystal corpse"? It seems that there is nothing extraordinary.

No matter how Uncle Ming went to see his baby, I moved the body of the first year of junior high school to the eighth floor with the fat man. I wanted to continue to move up, but suddenly I felt exhausted and a little breathless. Maybe I was too sad and got angry, so I took a break for the time being.

The fat man said to me: "I said to Commander Hu, can we go to the upper floor to rest, guarding these eighteen Arhats with black heads and faces, which makes people get goosebumps all over their bodies."

Although my mind is a little blurred now, I clearly remember that there are nineteen sitting postures on this floor. Why did the fat man say that it is the eighteen arhats? He counted it wrongly? Or suddenly one corpse is missing? I immediately became alert and counted it one by one. There were really only eighteen, six in a row, divided into three arc-shaped arrangements. I clearly remember that there should be a row with seven corpses. Did I remember it wrongly or did the dead corpses disappear?

I wanted to walk over to see what had changed. At this time, Shirley Yang followed with A Xiang, and Uncle Ming and others came up later. He and Peter Huang had tied the "glacial crystal corpse with a rope, and put the hair seal on the forehead of the crystal corpse with tape, and were about to hang it up with a rope. The pair of blue and white crystal balls with natural star maps were also taken with them.

I asked Shirley Yang if there were 19 corpses on the eighth floor? Shirley Yang nodded: "Yes, there are 19 corpses in total, what's wrong?"

I was worried that Ah Xiang would be afraid when she heard this, so she whispered to Shirley Yang: "I don't know when one was missing. I'll go over and see what happened first. You guys hurry up and let's leave this ghost place as soon as possible."

I patted the tactical spotlight that was knocked down on the helmet of the mountaineering, held the black donkey's hooves with one hand, held the M1911 with the other, groped forward, checking the tall ancient corpses, and I found a big crack appeared in the dark corner of this wooden tower. These ancient corpses were all against the wall. Did the corpse that suddenly lost fell into it? Why did it be a monster at this time? Before I could get close, I heard a sound, as if there was a big wood moving in the gap.

I went over and looked down. The cracked slit at the corner of the tower was slanted down, as if it was a bottomless abyss. A big white fat human figure was slowly pushing away the black wood, trying to make room for it to climb into the demon tower.

It was the Xue Maitreya who ate Han Shuna's body. When I saw that the guy didn't notice me, I quickly shrank back and wanted to find the fat man to ask for some explosives, throw it down, blow the cave below, and press it down.

I was about to greet the fat man, but I heard that Uncle Ming and Peter Huang shouted at the same time that they had successfully lifted the "Glacier Crystal Corpse" to the eighth floor, but at this moment, a dense cracking sound suddenly came from below, and the frequency of the sound became faster and faster. In a moment, countless sounds became louder and louder. I suddenly realized that oh, the "Crystal Free Mountain" is not invalid, but once the evil god's corpse is raised to a certain height, it will cause the internal sound waves to vibrate. In other words, theoretically, no one can take the "Glacier Crystal Corpse" out.

Flashes of muffled thunder came from above, and the thousands of snow on the snow peaks would soon cover the Longding Glacier. In less than half an hour, the cold wave would freeze the snow. Don't think of going out until this time next year.

Uncle Ming and Peter Huang were both frightened and their faces looked like earth. The "glacial crystal corpse" they were carrying fell to the ground. The rumbling avalanche sound was like a galloping horse, which made the ground tremble. I was worried that Uncle Ming and the others would be distracted, so I hurriedly shouted to them: "Don't panic, all hide in the corner of the tower, it's stronger..." But even I could no longer hear my voice during this kung fu.

Someone's "wolf-eyed" flashlight fell on the ground and just rolled to the head of the strange "glacial crystal corpse". The beam of light shone on my mouth. I took a look inadvertently, and the mouth of the crystal female corpse suddenly opened wide...

I didn't care about paying attention to the avalanche above, so I subconsciously took out the air pressure spray can in my bag. If there was a ghost worm that could ignite the "immortal karma fire" out, I would spray it with ginger juice a few times first.

Sure enough, a small ladybug flew out from the mouth of the glacier crystal corpse. I spit it twice, but it didn't work at all. At this time, I could see clearly that the "Dap" that emerged from the mouth of the crystal female corpse was exactly the same as the blue insect, and it was also transparent all over. It seemed to have a seven-star ladybug, but its whole body was silver-white, like a tiny ice crystal shaking its wings hanging in the air. After a while, I flew towards Peter Huang, who was closest to it.
Chapter completed!