Sun Hunter

The gulf of the devil's mouth was howling the shadow of Snow Forest in the grass shrub. He is only Snow Forest in his eyes now. He wants to break the wolf broken corpse to understand the hatred.

At this time, Yang Siyuan had already dialed the silver gun inserted on the right of the devils on the right, and endured the pain to the devil on the right.

Because the stabbing is the left shoulder bone, the force of this shot has made his shoulder bone broken, the left arm has become a waste arm, and he can no longer lift it. Fortunately

The silver gun from Yang Siyuan's emergency stab, but the right arm of the fiction, swaying left and right in the dodge, which not only affected his dodge, but also made his own balance no longer yearn for it.

A few kills of Yang Siyuan have only made him only the work. If it wasn't for Yang Siyuan, he was injured. He was already picked up by Yang Siyuan. After a few rounds, Yang Siyuan looked at the devil in front of him, and a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.

The reversal of the fighting spirit and battle situation brought by him to him is enough to despise the little devil in front of him.

The little devil looked at Yang Siyuan, and the murderousness in his eyes had been suddenly changed into fear and anger. He looked at Yang Siyuan fiercely, and suddenly yelled.

He shouted a few times and rushed towards Yang Siyuan.

It seems that the little devil also knows that the end of the day is approaching, and the back of the water. Yang Siyuan knows that the devil will be desperate with him next, because he has no choice, and he cannot win within the trick. The devil will be fainted because of too much blood loss.

Yang Siyuan's thinking was extremely agile, that is, he guessed the thoughts of the devil. He would definitely not fight against the devil to fight for the last chance.

Seeing that the little devil rushed over, Yang Siyuan shouted.

"There is a kind, a little devil, and I will not play with you with Lao Tzu? Hahaha" finished, with a long gun, and running towards the other side.

Little Guizi yelled while chasing behind. These simple sentences, Yang Siyuan understood, but scolding himself with timid ghosts, sick husbands and the like, Yang Siyuan just ran away with a smile.

Then, then

"Little devil, Lao Tzu doesn't go to you, there is a kind of you come! I'm waiting for you in front of the slope, I promise that I don't run, hahaha"

The little devil's step -by -step pace was chasing behind, and he didn't stop in his mouth. The faster he, the faster the blood flowed, and his face gradually had no blood. He himself knew that it would be right.

He would run, thinking that he still had a chance to fight hard. Yang Siyuan's behavior made him almost died on the spot, but he had to die without chasing, so he had to endure a stomach and chased desperately.

Sure enough, Yang Siyuan ran under a hillside and did not run. He turned around and looked at the devil who came. In fact, Yang Siyuan didn't want to run.

, But compared to the broken arm of the little devil, I don't know if it is better.

The devil ran to Yang Siyuan, his face was stuck, and he didn't support him. He might have fallen to the ground long ago. Seeing Yang Siyuan, he still tried his best to raise his knife and split it.

The slow movement during the knife method looks weak and pale.