Heavy Truck Chariot In The End Times

Yimeng Mountain is not a mountain, but two mountain groups, Yishan and Mengshan. It is an old revolutionary area and a famous tourist scenic spot. The Qinglan Expressway travel area is roughly within the scope of Yishan Mountain.

This is the barren zone.

However, under the active stimulation brought by the strong wind, the wildfire burned, and turquoise saplings grew out.

The snail traveler was walking through the mountains, and the nuclear map Vajra was advancing on the highway. With the continuous advancement, the scenery among the mountains is getting deeper and deeper, and there are more and more trees, as if it has entered a new fertile zone from the barren zone.

"If you look at the map, it should be in Shiqiao Town now, which is already a fertile zone... If you judge from the scope of a large oasis, Laiwu City should be an oasis."

The sky was getting drowsy.

The snail traveler stopped walking and began to gnaw on the trees in the surrounding woods. Wherever he went, he used a vacuum cleaner to clean the trees. It is not Sophora japonicus, but a snail, and needs a normal routine. I'm probably eating here tonight and preparing to rest.

Shen Cong looked at the sky, and then at the mechanical watch: "Ten kilometers ahead is Yiyuan County. I still go to camp in the ruins of the county seat and stay away from the snail traveler to prevent it from coming over to eat the big Vajra at night. "

After arriving at the ruins of Yiyuan County, Shen Cong discovered that the original squally wind had stopped at some point.

The active concentration that rose wildly is also slowly decreasing.

For Shen Cong, whose night vision is like daylight and with the help of the sky's eyes, he quickly found an open place suitable for parking and camped. The four-legged dragon huddled in the trailer, ready to sleep. The Vajra ants began to scatter for food. Shen Cong started to make a fire and prepared to cook half an egg tonight.

After half an hour, a sumptuous dinner was finished.

"Ah..." Shen Cong yawned, feeling a little sleepy, "I have been driving for a whole day, mentally fatigued, so I won't do research tonight, wash and sleep early."

Take a bath and sleep.

After a while, the sound of breathing began to heavier and fell asleep.

It seems that I slept for a long time, and it seems that I haven't slept for long.

Shen Cong felt that he was awake, but it didn't look like he was awake.

In a trance.

Suddenly I heard someone shouting own name.

"Scallion..."

"Scallion..."

"Who?" Shen Cong got up dizzyly, opened the door, and walked to the aisle. The exhaust fan on the wall of the carriage is slowly rotating, sending fresh air into the carriage.

Shen Cong opened the car window smoothly and looked outside.

"Xiao Cong, come here soon." A middle-aged woman stood outside, smiling and waving to Shen Cong.

Shen Cong seemed to cheer up a little: "Mom?"

The middle-aged woman smiled and nodded: "It's me, Scallion, come here."

Shen Cong's eyes were confused, his expression was a bit tangled, and he felt something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong, and gritted his teeth uncomfortably: "Oh, I'll come." After finishing speaking, he endured the unspeakable discomfort and went away. On the aisle in the middle of the carriage, clumsily put on The Underworld planting.

Opened the back door of the car and walked out of the car of Hetu Da Vajra.

There are still some sparse stars in the sky at this time, and it is still night.

Shen Cong followed the shouts of the middle-aged woman and walked over to her. The middle-aged woman who was close at hand turned and walked, beckoning to him as he walked: "Come here."

"Come here." Shen Cong panted and followed.

I don't know how long it has been. The middle-aged woman hasn't stopped yet, she still keeps turning around and beckoning: "Scallion, come here."

All this reveals weirdness. Shen Cong felt that something was wrong in his heart, but he still couldn't tell what was wrong. I had no choice but to follow the middle-aged women and walk forward without a destination.

Without knowing how long he walked, Shen Cong gradually couldn't even open his eyelids.

"Mom, I can't walk anymore."

"I'll help you."

Then, Shen Cong felt his body lighten, as if he was flying. It seems that someone is really helping him, but this person seems to have body odor and smells bad.

Something's wrong!

Something's wrong!

Something's wrong!

Shen Cong felt that something was wrong, and everything was revealed tonight. Although his mind was dizzy and he couldn't tell what was wrong, he just felt that something was wrong. He has always been a person who believes in his intuition very much, and immediately summoned the last trace of willpower.

He drew a dagger from his waist and thrust it into own thigh.

He opened a hole in The Underworld planting, allowing the blade to penetrate. When the blade pierced the skin little by little, the tingling sensation succeeded in regaining his spirit, and the confusion in his eyes disappeared a lot in an instant. Looking in front of me, there is no middle-aged woman own mother.

There are only barren mountains and ridges.

And he was indeed flying, and he was caught by a huge butterfly with two paws on his shoulders, three meters above the ground.

The body odor comes from the butterfly body, and it keeps dropping the powder, and the powder spills all over him.

"I am..."

Shen Cong felt that he was not too clear yet, but he was definitely in crisis. Immediately closed the mask, stopped breathing the butterfly powder, and continued to pierce the thigh with the dagger in his hand.

Has been inserted into the bone.

The piercing pain finally made him awake, at least half awake, and his brain can finally think about the problem carefully.

"I was caught!"

"I was caught by a huge butterfly... Now no matter what the situation is, I must get out first!" After Shen Cong understood the situation of own, he was frightened for a while, and his heart became angry. Catch the butterfly.

Almost eaten as food!

fear!

Sweaty coldly.

With all his strength, Shen Cong pulled out the dagger stuck in his thigh, and Shen Cong swung the dagger with his backhand suddenly. The dagger had the dull metallic luster of blood gold, and instantly cut off one of the butterfly's claws.

Butterflies hurt.

He threw Shen Cong down and fell to the ground, causing pain and pain. Especially the thighs pierced by the dagger, under heavy pressure, soared blood on the spot, it was another heart-wrenching stimulus.

This irritation pain returned to pain, at least made Shen Cong more awake.

When the butterfly pounced, Shen Cong immediately turned around with a dagger to block it.

Except for this life-saving dagger, he didn't wear a large weapon in his The Underworld planting. However, this set of The Underworld planting is a weapon. After blocking the butterfly's claws, Shen Cong suddenly stretched out his hand. Numerous mechanical vines rushed wildly from the armour of the armor, turning into tentacles to entangle the butterfly, unable to break free.

"Catch me?"

Holding the dagger, Shen Cong got up from the ground, his eyes were cold, and he stabbed the huge, struggling butterfly one by one, and went down for dozens of times. The butterfly was left with only half his life immediately.

With another sudden kick, it smashed its head and completely lost its breath.

The eyes of the sky were opened, and the position of Vajra was not found, Shen Cong was deeply disturbed. Fortunately, his sanity quickly pressed uneasy, began to think carefully, remembered the direction of the butterfly's flight, and then fumbled in the opposite direction. Tianyan carefully inspected the surroundings for danger.

Looking for the footprints I have walked over, I finally found the way to come.

Five minutes later, he saw the big Vajra. Shen Cong dragged the body of the butterfly and ran back to the big Vajra car. Blackhead didn't know when he was guarding the side of the opened car door, and when he saw Shen Cong, he immediately reported "Everything is safe."

"Everything is safe... that's all right." Shen Cong was about to enter the car while clutching his injured thigh. His brain began to sink again. He suddenly remembered something and picked up the sea crocodile skin covered by the second section of the trailer.

I saw that there should have been a four-legged dragon drag bucket, empty.

The four-legged dragon is gone!

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