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When Bai Ze felt the meaning of Liuhuo and knew that he was going to look for the monsoon smoke, his white hooves spread out in an instant, and there was a wind under his hooves. The white figure turned into a white light in people\'s eyes, and rushed out suddenly!

It was so fast that everyone outside the barracks looked stupid.

Bai Ze\'s running speed is far faster than that of all the horses, just like lightning, which can\'t be detected.

"Bai Ze Unexpectedly So fast? " Ling he is surprised to see the trace of Bai Ze\'s instant disappearance, silently swallowing his saliva. At the beginning, despite people\'s persuasion, he forced Bai Ze to be his mount. Ling he thought the monsoon smoke was crazy.

But now it seems.

Just because of this speed, there are not many mounts in the sky or in the ground that can match it.

After Liuhuo rode Baize away from people\'s sight, he suddenly let Baize stop, and his eyes turned red in the situation of no one.

A faint, dark light went all the way down his chest to the depths of the bony plain.

"Follow it." Liuhuo whispered.

Bai Ze seemed to understand the words of Liuhuo, and once again turned into a white light and disappeared on the ground.

On the other side, calamus was hungry, but he didn\'t want to eat the corpse of insects. For fear that he was really hungry, monsoon smoke could only drag him to look for food to eat in the Loess rubble.

Finally, I saw two sand rabbits. The calamus soothed the boiling stomach, but his face was ugly.

Monsoon smoke never let him go, and he was locked by the demon rope, unable to break free. For the demon family, the animal filling can\'t replace the effect of human flesh at all, that is, eating more, can\'t eliminate his hunger from instinct.

Calamus\'s eyes fell on the back of the monsoon smoke, and there was an eerie cold light on the bottom of the eyes.

But in the moment when the monsoon smoke turned around, the cold light in his eyes disappeared without trace, and his face was still half dead.

As the time went by, the monsoon smoke turned around, releasing one or two little paper people from time to time, and there was no other action.

Acorus calamus watched the action of monsoon smoke, but he did not see it for a long time. However, he was very confused about one or two pieces of paper released by monsoon smoke, but he was very clear that he would not tell him even if he asked about monsoon smoke. Fortunately, he closed his mouth.

Night fell quietly, the night wind in the bone rotting plain wrinkled, the temperature also dropped a lot, the monsoon smoke lit a bonfire, watching the fire flickering in the wind, the heart estimated the next plan.

"Are you going to stay like this in the bony plain?" Calamus looks at the monsoon flue.

Monsoon smoke looked at calamus, ignored, eyes still staring at the flickering fire.

Suddenly, the monsoon smoke raised his eyes and looked into the darkness not far away.

A slight voice came into the ear of the monsoon smoke, and a slight change in the face of the calamus on one side hurriedly said, "I didn\'t call them over."

However, the monsoon smoke has risen, but this time she did not make any retreat gesture, but the corner of her mouth raised a smile.