"Secret, cluster bomb!"

Ren Ning shouted urgently, and his body subconsciously flashed. He didn't want to pull the wound on his body, and his eyes were so black that they suddenly became so painful.

He bit his lower lip hard and tried hard to stop his dizzy head. He forced himself to open his blood-bloated eyes.

When he saw the situation in front of him clearly, Ren Ning couldn't help but be stunned.

The withered grassland is boundless, and the hot and hot northwest wind is blowing. It seems that the smoke of gunpowder has been filled with fire and fire, just a dream.

The most important thing is that the person lying beside him is not his dead comrades, but a dark war horse covered in bruises.

The horse is not dead yet.

"Chasing the Wind?"

Ren Ning's head roared, and he unconsciously lowered his voice and shouted the name of the war horse.

Ahem!

The voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and his voice was even more scorching, as if he had just swallowed a pile of charcoal.

口!

The master woke up, and the war horse slumped to the ground was refreshed and moved its front legs.

Ren Ning's eyes shrank slightly.

Zhuifeng's body was full of shocking scars. Fire burns, knife wounds, arrow-piercing injuries and even axe-slashing injuries abounded.

Some of the wounds have healed, while others are still bleeding from the cake.

Especially the wound with two fingers wide, from the horse's belly to the left hind leg, there were thick white bones everywhere. I don't know how it survived.

He quickly glanced around his eyes and found nothing unusual. Ren Ning moved his hand slightly and prepared to pick the water hyacinth on his waist.

However, it was pulled into the wounds everywhere on the body, and countless severe pains came overwhelmingly.

His eyes turned dark and he almost fainted again.

After a while, the pain gradually subsided. Ren Ning realized that his body was no better than the war horse next to him.

He was covered in scars and was as ragged as a doll bitten by a wild dog. There was even a long arrow deep in his thigh.

If you accidentally shake it, you will feel a burst of pain after a burst of heart.

口!

The Fengqi next to him cried out like a wandering silk, and his front hooves moved again.

Ren Ning Yiling looked at him in a sympathetic manner.

In an instant, a light white swayed slightly not far away.

When he looked closely, he was shocked.

A prairie wolf about two meters long was lying in the grass, staring at this side with a cold look with her big mouth.

It was like a vulture in the sky waiting coldly for the death of its prey.

The light whiteness I caught just now was the gray and dirty fur on the wolf's chest.

Ren Ning stared at it tightly, not daring to blink for a moment.

Soon, he breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a skinny lone wolf.

Eighty-mostly, they were driven out of the wolves because they were weak or injured, and they could only wander on the grassland alone.

But no matter what, it is still more than enough to deal with their seriously injured and dying person and horse.

It's time to be short.

Ren Ning's hand that had originally reached out to the water hyacinth immediately touched the dagger on his waist quickly.

He was shocked.

I felt empty in my hand, and the weapon inserted at my waist had long disappeared.

Ren Ning called Ruo secretly, and the cold sweat flowed down.

He shook his head quickly, and the situation around him instantly saw it.

There was a gentle grass around it, not to mention that I had not seen my original weapons, there was not even a stone used to smash people.

Without thinking about it, Ren Ning fell to the ground without hesitation. His tongue was hanging out long, and even his breathing was a little restrained.

But his right hand stayed near the arrow branch on his left leg.

He is ready to pretend to be dead.

As long as the lonely wolf dares to approach his attack range, Ren Ning will be sure to use his last force to pull out the arrow branch on his leg, then stab it hard into the wolf's weakness, and send it to the west.

After a few minutes, the wolf did not move and was still lying coldly.

It seemed that they were determined to wait until they took their last breath before they came over to have a bold meal.

Hold!

Ren Ning cursed inwardly.

He has seen many cautious animals, but few are so cautious.

No wonder it is a lonely wolf that can survive the dangerous prairie.

After a plan failed, Ren Ning gritted his teeth and got up again.

He is not going to wait any longer.

When he checked his body just now, he saw it very clearly.

Some of the many wounds on my body have been hurriedly bandaged with bandages; some have not, and the red and swollen wounds are swelling with flesh and flesh and flesh on the outside, like tender little mouths.

Most of these wounds were covered with some green leaves after chewing.

When his heart moved, Ren Ning's eyes fell on the horse chasing the wind.

Sure enough, there were still many residues of green leaves at the corner of the black horse's mouth.

However, the horse's body was tall and Zhuifengkong had the ability to find medicine. However, the wound on its back half of its body could not be treated and was still bleeding.

Nowadays, the war horses are in danger of life. If they continue to lose too much blood, they will undoubtedly die.

Ren Ning couldn't wait any longer.

Perhaps it was because of time travel, or perhaps it was Zhuifeng who found herbs in time to stop the bleeding for him, his current situation was even better than a war horse.

He clenched his fists and walked towards the wolf.

The arrow on his thigh was still stabbed in the flesh and was not pulled down. He waved it after one step, causing him to hiss and suck the air conditioner in pain.

However, Ren Ning was like an iron man, walking towards the wolf step by step unswervingly.

But the wolf was more timid and cautious than expected.

Seeing Ren Ning staggeringly walking over, it turned its head, limped and ran away a little further.

Run away?

Depend on!

Ren Ning cursed angrily and had to stop.

Soon he suddenly realized.

It turned out that the wolf's hind legs were bitten off and he could only drag it behind him with no strength. The boss was bulging on his waist, as if he had been hit hard by something hard.

An animal like wolf has always been a copper-headed, iron-bone, tofu waist. It is probably a terrible blow to the waist, and it will be even more dead.

No wonder it has no power to resist here, and it still dares not come.

The danger is temporarily lifted.

After glaring at this cunning guy viciously, Ren Ning ignored it.

Enduring the severe pain and numbness, he quickly collected the leaves on his body and blocked all the wounds behind the war horse.

The effect of this nameless herb is very sharp. Almost instantly, the wound, which is the size of two thumbs, changes color, and the blood flow slows down.

However, the dosage is still too small.

With his left hand tightly covering the wound, Ren Ning looked at the lonely wolf vigilantly. Seeing that it had no intention of getting close, he opened his eyes wide and tried hard to identify the leaves on his hand.

He could hardly walk out without a mount on the vast grassland. Besides, this was his own war horse, and he would never give up until the last second.

Ren Ning tried to recognize the medicine and then planned to find the medicine himself.

When he saw this, he was stunned.

A green number suddenly appeared in the herb powder on my hand: 75.

What the hell?

Ren Ning shook his head fiercely, suspecting that something was wrong with his eyes.
To be continued...