"Go around." After a brief meditation, Ryukyu said in a deep voice.

Turn around, no, who knows if the wolves are still behind.

They go around in one direction and never touch them.

"OK, let's go..."

"Ouch..." Ouyang Yufei's words have not finished, a wolf howl broke through the sky in the distance and came from the vast.

His face sank like water, and Ryukyu squinted.

Ouyang Yufei reached for his forehead and rolled a white eye toward the sky: "heaven, who can tell me how they can tell that we are not dead? How much do you remember? "

"Better than you." Ryukyu's face is heavy.

Wolves don't know whether they are hereditary or natural to the people who kill them. It's true that they can't be mistaken at all.

Listen to Ryukyu's words, Ouyang Yufei draws at the corner of his mouth.

"Now what? Have we been running on this grassland? "

Ouyang Yu Fei looks at the vast grassland in front of his eyes, the black line. When will it be.

Hearing Ouyang Yufei's words, ryukyue didn't answer at the first time, only his cold eyes looked at the green grassland in front of him, and the fierce light flashed.

"Remember what they just said?"

Cold voice and cold, very suddenly, very fast.

Ouyang Yu Fei is slightly stunned. His eyes turn and he feels his chin. His face rises and he has a profound meditation.

"You mean to turn to the west, the king's tent camp of the Huns?"

This is what the Huns said just now.

Dark eyes flashed a trace of anger, Ryukyu said coldly: "where is the main account of the Huns?"

Ouyang Yu Fei listens, the back of the micro climb slowly straightens up, the corner of the mouth outlines a smile of evil spirit.

"The West."