Dawn of the Grey Tower

Seeing that Alée's figure was about to return to its original form, the **** descending from the sky lowered his head slightly, and sprayed two hot air from his nostrils. The mage on its back immediately realized its meaning, and leaned down to hug the horse's neck tightly with both hands, so that he would not be thrown off in the coming impact. In fact, the cheese does n’t know what will happen if he is dumped. In theory, the horses under him are just a combination of flesh and bones plus something falling from the sky, and his existence is like an adhesive. Let the two merge together.

In other words, it seems that the current situation is that the cheese is riding on the back of the horse spirit. In fact, this person is a whole horse, and if any part is missing, it will immediately fall apart. Therefore, even if the cheese releases its hands at this time, it may not fall from the horse, but he does not want to take this risk. The existence of Ma Zhiling is the best way to repel Allai, and there is no reason to give it up.

"His!" The Warhorse stood up, his feet fell heavily on the ground! The stepped-on land sank slightly, leaving a glowing hoof mark after the horses drove away. The hoof mark formed the road, which led directly to the disaster. This time, it ran like a four-hoofed air, and brought the speed and power to the extreme! In a flash, thousands of miles! This is of course an exaggerated description, but in the view of Losa, they really only saw a ray of light from the position of the cheese, and then there was only a straight road and three-thirds left by the glowing hoof mark. Alai, whose body doesn't know where to go.

"Guru". Only the right arm and right leg and a little body connecting the two parts of the grassland disaster made a weird sound, and black bubbles began to appear on the cross section of its body, and those bubbles came out faster and faster. , Getting denser, and when these bubbles burst, there is no air inside, but a thick viscous substance like oil and dirty like swamp. This may be seen as a performance, because since its appearance, Allai ’s body is composed of something between light and matter, which makes it look like it is from a canvas There is a weird existence coming out. Nowadays, that strange way of existence is broken. Although the body composed of this unknown liquid does not seem to be easily eliminated, after all, it has a more real constituent body.

So after pulling the disaster into this real world, what should I do next? The answer is to completely destroy it! The distant warhorse came back again, but the difference was that this time, it didn't seem to want to do it by itself, and the task of attacking Alai was delivered to the rider on its back. The gray robe of the cheese hunted in the air because of the speed. He didn't know when there was an extra machete in his hand, a machete that seemed to be made of starlight, the blade of the knife, the handle, The hand guards are changing with the wind. There is no stereotype at all. The only thing that can be determined is that it is indeed a scimitar.

The left hand of the mage clasped the neck of the warhorse, and his body leaned in the opposite direction. This is a common skill for riders on the grassland. It can make shorter weapons easier to hit the target under the horse. However, this technique is most often used when the rider is ready to head the target owl, so it is called among the soldiers of Cang Shi, shaving his head. This method of shaving the head is naturally not difficult for the prairie man who grew up on horseback, but the cheese is not a prairie man. His equestrianism is limited to driving the horse to move and perform simple casts in the bumps. As for riding He will not fight.

A person who can't fight immediately can't learn subtle skills overnight. That is not something that can be done by knowing how to do it. Practice, explore, and master until it is a process that must be experienced. Therefore, only the grassland can provide people with a large number of opportunities to get along with the horses and practice, which is not possible in other places. Even in the Kingdom Knights of Cangshi, a knight will not have much time to contact his own horse during training, because horses are not a necessity in the life of Cangshi, and there are still a lot of things to deal with after dismounting.

Since this is the case, how did the cheese make such a skilled immediate combat skill? You must know that there is not even a saddle on the horse spirit. People ride directly on the horse ’s back, and even if they are not thrown off, there will be nowhere to put effort, let alone wielding weapons according to their own ideas. So the answer is that it is not himself who controls the mage ’s body now. The current cheese is like a puppet. His consciousness is of course sober, but the body ’s control is temporarily handed over to Ma Zhiling. . Harold IV is the leader of its horses, and the spirit of the horse is the leader of all horses on the grassland. As the leader of the horses, it will understand the skills of those who fight on horseback. Even many prairie people who love horses eagerly went to its side with their own horses after death.

Allai ’s body is recovering. It has grown out of its head. The strange head twisted and turned to the back against the human structure. The empty expression does not know whether it is aware of it. It actually fell down and tried to climb the limbs and climb away position. However, it is still slow. The horse is fast, the knife is faster, the scimitar sweeps over like a new moon, and a big head flies up! The only difference is that no blood spurted from the severed cavity. The head was spinning in the air, but before it reached the highest point, the right hand of the cheese was lifted, and the light-cast scimitar was turned into a rope, and it was wrapped back at once!

The mage took the head ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ With a backhand pull, he took off the whole gray robe and wrapped it up. The severed head could naturally be reconnected to Allai. But what if it was taken away? What if it was sealed in a container? At this time, the cheese did not have a container for the head, but the gray robe on his body had the effect of isolating the inside and outside.

"Batu!" The cheese chanted. The Falconer who saw his movement immediately understood what he meant, and slammed it from the bone whistle on his neck into his mouth, making a loud noise. It is not easy to call Naren at night, and the eagle is not a living creature at night. But tonight, perhaps because of the radiance of the stars, or because of the help in the midst, the goshawk's tweet came from the air and immediately responded to its partner. This is really an interesting thing. Batu didn't let Naren stand by here before, besides, ordinary animals would never be near Alai.

However, that's how it happened. The cheese didn't say a word. He swayed the corner of the gray robe for a few times, and then threw it into the air!

"go with!"

The swift goshawk grabbed the gray robe that wrapped Allai's head with his claws and flew away in the starlight towards the distance.