After Wu Yonglin's body trembled constantly as the horse's body was running, it became increasingly difficult to fix his body on the horse. First, there was no saddle or stirrup. Secondly, he and the horse were sweating all over, and there was more and more oil on the horse's back. Although the horse looked red and bright, it was flashing with a strange luster, but Wu Yonglin on his back had no interest in appreciating it at all.

At this moment, the endurance and perseverance were compared with each other. Wu Yonglin's thighs were already numb and sore. He even doubted whether his proud words could still be used, but it was difficult to ride a horse now. For the little bit of self-esteem he lacked, he was completely against this BMW this time.

Why is there such a loud rumor? Wu Yonglin felt something was wrong. The moment he looked up, the horse was quite strong-willed and wanted to die with him.

In fact, this sweaty and bloody BMW was indescribable. It originally wanted to use this deep valley to scare Wu Yonglin on his back and let him go, but this guy was just a stubborn guy on his back and never let go, and it was too late to turn back.

Looking at the deep valley several feet high and there was no river below, Wu Yonglin was completely in pain at this moment. Just as the sweat-blooded BMW was braked, Wu Yonglin had no time to control his body and was already thrown out from the horse like a projectile. What was about to wait for him might be death that could never look back.

Just as Wu Yonglin broke off the horse with the help of his last little force, he kicked the Liema hard on the neck. This time he was completely gambling. He hoped that his kick could stabilize the sweat-blooded BMW that might have fallen into the valley. Only when it stabilized its body could this person have the possibility of escaping.

Wu Yonglin's kick played a crucial role. The sweat-blooded BMW stopped at the edge of the deep valley. Wu Yonglin grabbed a horse rope before falling down, and at this time he had to hang it like a sausage on the edge of the deep valley. However, the sweat-blooded BMW at the edge was not much better. Because the weight of the horse rope was too heavy, the original sliver knot has now become a dead knot, a dead knot that can strangle the sweat-blooded BMW to death that may never be untied.

At this time, the sweat-blooded BMW's face became increasingly ugly, his eyes were prominent, his nasal breathing became heavier, and heavier, and he was no longer able to neigh. His eyes were filled with helplessness and loneliness before his death, but his survival consciousness was very strong, and he was still regressing constantly. The mud and grass pedaled on the front hooves made Wu Yonglin below suffer.

Wu Yonglin was really unbearable and took out a dagger in his arms. This was when he was transforming the arrow and borrowed it, but he did not return it.

Without hesitation, he raised the dagger in his hand and bravely cut the rope of life connecting this man and one horse. Every man and one horse died, which is better than the other. Since all this was caused by himself, let him bear it.

Wu Yonglin once wanted to protect this life carefully, but since he was involved in this vortex like a bottomless pit, he could no longer escape.

He is very fond of the days of the 21st century, in which the legal society will be everything that will be legal. If your personal safety is threatened, you can apply for administrative protection of the judicial authorities.

But in this era when the strong are prey on the weak and are almost like eating raw meat and drinking blood, without any affection, only if you show stronger can you have the possibility of survival.

It is precisely this kind of attitude of being responsible for every life that he lives like a duckweed. He now has a home that cannot be returned, and he doesn't know whether his beloved is dead or alive. He really wants to let himself rest, even for a moment. But what should he do after that moment? He still has to face all this. After all, preparing for a moment in advance will make the chance of winning much greater.

He has let down so many beautiful relatives in his life. As his life is about to disappear, he remembered Yue Ling'er, a woman who has not had a relationship with her so far. The long-cherished wish of a son and a daughter may have to be fulfilled by others. Hey, I hope she can see it openly after she leaves.

Murong Yiqing didn't know where she was now. Sometimes Wu Yonglin actually missed her very much. After all, she was the first woman after she came to this world. He left his first love to Ye Xinmei and left endless harm to her. Otherwise, how could she leave without saying goodbye? If she was willing to meet him after he woke up that time, he would definitely be sure to let her be soft-hearted and stay. After all, she is his humanity. What great reason is that greater than the humane harmony between men and women?

Song Ningxue, this poor child, is also the one who is most infatuated with him, and is also missing. She just hopes that she can live a better life. The promise she once promised her may only be realized in the next life, but will the two of them still know each other and fall in love in the next life? If they are two men, it would be a bit embarrassing. It is best to drink Mengpo soup and forget the evil fate in this life.

I also miss my first love. If I expressed it bravely, I would not have fallen and I would not have been occupied by you, the guy... Alas, the past is unbearable, let everything follow the wind.

Don't interrupt, the people I want to remember have not yet wanted to play, so I'll go play.

Zhang Hu, Yue Fei, Zhou Xun, Mao Zixing, Cuomli, Duanmuxiong, we will see you in the next life.

Master, I’m here to come with you. You won’t be lonely if you are alone.

Wu Yonglin closed his eyes tightly. When he wanted to die, his eyes could be kept in his eye sockets. When he went to the underworld, there would be no obstacles to playing Go with his master.

The moment Wu Yonglin closed his eyes, he clearly felt that time had lasted as long as ten thousand years, and this day of seizing the day was about to go away.

The Fiery Horse on his head made a low sound the moment Wu Yonglin fell down. At the moment when Wu Yonglin was interrupted, the rope he had put on Lie Horse's head fell off like a slap in the face. In contrast, the Fiery Horse Xuan he was wearing was at the bottom of Lie Horse's neck.

And my rope was also a special length. If it weren't for this sweaty and bloody BMW, if it weren't for my unintentional act, I would really be unable to escape today.

Everything has a cause and a result. Many things seem to be destined. Since the promise of Song Ningxue's wish has not been fulfilled, then you should live well.
Chapter completed!