Super Trick or Treat System

He closed his eyes during the final inspection, recalling the detailed information of the hidden location, knowing that he could reach the destination without error if conditions permit. Then he went back slightly from a favorable angle, raised his finger to his lips, and let out a small angry cry, repeated three times. As they pointed out earlier, one of the species that inhabits these heights is a creature the size of a human palm, like a round ball of wrinkled feathers, although its covering may actually be silky and fluffy Fur. Its short legs can cover the ground at an amazing speed, and it has the boldness and rudeness of creatures with few natural enemies. This is its usual cry.

Waved his hand, causing the young man to sit behind the bleached trunk of a fallen tree.

"He is hiding." Zuya whispered.

"Resist the trouble from above." Li Huai added his own observation.

"But I don't think it's us."

So it came to this conclusion? Li Huai tried to gauge the approach of Twilight. For a period of time after the topaz sun passed, the dim light cast shadows. That will be their first move. He said a lot and nodded enthusiastically. They were sitting back to back on a boulder, the tree trunk acting as a sieve, and methodically chewing ration pills. Although people still need fresh meat for their stomachs, the tasteless squares are full of energy and nutrition to support men.

In turn, they fell asleep. But when Li was bad, the last sun banner of Topaz still judged in the sky that the shadow was enough to cover it. He has no way of knowing the arms of strangers. Although he is riding a horse to transport, he is likely to carry a rifle and the most modern human weapons.

Apache bows are rarely used in fights, but they have knives. However, Li Huai wanted to keep the fugitive from harm. He must have some information. So he didn't even broach when going downhill.

When he reached the violet dusk pool at the bottom of the small valley, Nagilta's eyes knew him. Li Huai stretched out his hands to signal, and thought of the role of Little Wolf in this raid. The harsh outline disappeared. When going uphill, the hoarse of fluff rang twice and was in place.

I heard...calls, crying, sobbing, this is one of the warm singing voices of the Mba'a. Li Badi moved quickly. He heard the bite of a frightened horse, a click might mark the paving of horseshoes on the gravel, and saw the brush covering the stranger's hole trembling, and part of it fell off.

Li Bai quickened his pace, his moccasins made no sound on the ground. A coyote sticks out its tongue for the second time, and a creepy grief rises, echoing from the surrounding rocks. Li Huai is ready to go.

The other part of those delicately piled branches has given way, and a horse has been raised, whose towering head is clearly marked in the sky. A fuzzy figure weaves back and forth, trying to control the mount. The stranger's hands are full, and he must not pull out his weapon, that's it!

Li Badi jumped up. His hand found the mark, it should be a stranger when he tried to hand over Apache's son and faced his attacker, the other party made a hoarse cry. But Li Huai made them both feel tired, almost rolling under the horse's feet, sliding down the slope, unknown twisting body, being held tightly by Apache's weight and his clasp, tightly holding each other's chest. And upper arm.

He felt that his opponent was weak and incompetent, but was very suspicious, and did not let go of the hug, because the heavy breathing of the stranger was not a coma. They lie down like this, the unknown person is still firmly in Li Badi's grasp, but no longer fights. Apaches can hear the hoarse voices of trained knights comforting horses.

Still the stranger did not resume the struggle. They couldn't lie in this position all night, Li Huai thought with a twisted attitude of entertainment. He removed his grip and got the lightning-fast response he expected. But this was not fast enough, because Li Huai put his other hand behind his back, holding his slender wrist, almost delicate.

"Give me the rope!" he called.

The young man ran up with an extra bow rope, and for a moment they had a bond on the struggling prisoner. Li Biao bent down, grabbed a few hairs, and pulled his head into a clearer light.

In his grasp, the hair fell apart and the braids fell apart. Looking down at the stranger's face, he muttered. The dust traces were now scratched by the torn funnel, but turned violently to his gray eyes and said that their master cried more with anger than with fear.

His captive may be wearing long trousers, curved toe boots, and loose tops, but of course she is not only a woman, but a very young and attractive woman. And, at the moment, a very angry man. Behind this anger is fear, which is a hopeless struggle against insurmountable possibilities. But when she looked at Li Badi, her expression changed.

He felt that she was looking forward to the other kidnapper and was surprised when he saw him. Her tongue touched her lips and moistened them. Now, her fear is another form-the cautious fear of a person facing new and perhaps dangerous things.

"Who are you?" Li Huai spoke English because he had no doubt that she was a human.

Now, she was out of breath, she was surprised.

"Who are you?" She spoke his question in a clear accent. He is sure that English is not her mother tongue.

Li Badi stretched out his hand, his hand pressed against her shoulder again. She began to twist, and then realized that he was just pulling her into a sitting position. Some of her fears have left her eyes and replaced her original interests.

She said in the stress speech: "You are not the son of a blue wolf."

Li smirked. He returned and said, "I am a fox, not a wolf." "The coyote is my brother." He pointed his finger at the shadow, and the two animals came into sight silently. Her gaze was wider at and, and she inferred the bond that must exist between the captive and the beast.

"This woman is also our world." Speaking of Apache, he looked at the prisoner with frank interest. "Only she does not belong to the people."

Son of the Blue Wolf? Li Bai thought of the embroidery design on the jacket again. Who ever called himself by that picturesque picture-when and where?

"What are you afraid of, daughter of the blue wolf?" he asked.

With this question in mind, he seemed to touch some buttons to activate terror. She shook her head back so that she could see the dark sky.

"Flyers!" Her voice was muted, as if the light shining in her ears would not only whisper. "They will come... follow up. I didn't reach Uchiyama in time."

The passage to Li Huai was desperate. He found that Li Huai was also searching the sky, not knowing what he was looking for or the threat it promised, but that was the real danger.

6

"Night is here," said slowly in English. "Are you afraid of these hunting in the dark?"

She shook her head, freed her forehead from a bunch of braids, and broke free in the struggle with Li Huai.

"They don't need eyes or noses like your four-legged hunters. They have a machine to track-"

"Then what's your purpose?" Li Huai lifted his chin in the turbulent hiding place.

"They don't use this machine often, and people can place their hopes on others. But at night, they can ride on its beams. Our distance to the mountain is not long enough to lose them. Bahartel became feet, so I slowed down..."

"In these mountains, what is it that the people you fear dare not invade them?" Li Huai continued.

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