Yo A petite falcon hovered in the air, its dark eyes looking down on the earth.
A faint streamer covered its wings, helping it fly up nearly a hundred miles above the ground, enough to monitor the mountains in a radius of nearly a thousand miles.
Ji Qi rode on the back of a golden-skinned palace guard, raised his head, and looked at the blood-colored mountains around him.
The overlapping mountains are blood-colored, and the top of the mountain, which is as smooth as a guillotine, has a lot of soil, which feeds the woods.
But against the backdrop of the blood-colored stone slabs around them, these green woods also have an uncomfortable bruising color.
Behind him were a full hundred and ten subordinates, also riding gold skins to guard the palace, and also wearing simple leather armor.
Everyone's faces were weathered, and many warriors had been running around in the field all year round, and the skin on their faces was cracked and rolled up piece by piece.
The golden-skinned guard under the seat moved his body restlessly, suddenly opened his mouth, and the long tongue full of mucus squirted out more than ten zhang long, curling back the tongue of a rabbit that was flying by in the grass, and swallowed it into his mouth quickly.
The body was huge, shaped like a gecko, but the golden-skinned Shougong, who was five feet long, grunted in satisfaction, his huge eyes turned, and he squirmed slightly.
The falcon hovering high in the air suddenly screamed, folded its wings and took up a sharp folded line, and swooped down from the sky with great speed.
Ji Qian stretched out his hand and beckoned to the falcon, and after a few breaths, the talons of the war eagle he had raised from zinc were heavily clasped on his wrists, and he rubbed Ji Qi's wrist affectionately with his beak.
With a snort, a reddish tail feather on the falcon's tail spontaneously combusted without fire, and soon turned into a wisp of green smoke and drifted away.
Ji Qian quietly looked at the short runes that appeared in the green smoke, looked up and looked around, roughly discerned the direction, and after a whistle, the eagle falcon rose into the air, and he led the warriors behind him to the steep cliff, and quickly ran towards a big river in the distance.
The Golden Bark Guardian is the most peculiar mount in the mountains.
They are capable of running on cliffs at 90 degrees in a vertical range at incredible speed and without sound.
In Akasaka Mountain, only the most elite scout team of the Terrans is eligible to receive a golden-skinned cub that has been domesticated as a war beast since childhood.
"Ready.
I'm going to kill someone," Ji Qian said coldly: "It's still our clan's Fire Raven Department."
How many years have we not heard of this name."
The expressions of the warriors behind Ji Qi became extremely strange, but soon they regained their calm, indifferent and cold, like statues carved out of granite.
There was no mood swing in their rough, dead-skinned faces.
Fire Raven Division: That's an extremely vague impression in memory.
For those of them who grew up in the Middle Continent, on the front-line battlefields where Terrans and aliens were at war, it was just a symbol that didn't mean anything.
Killing one or more of the Fire Raven tribe didn't mean anything special to them.
Over the years, more and more people have been killed by them, and many of them still regard them as their most reliable brothers and comrades-in-arms until they die, but all of this has a meaning of eggs The Goldskin Guardian ran quickly on the cliff.
They swept over one heavily guarded Terran outpost after another, and one Terran outpost after another.
Many of the sentinels were so excited that they waved to the most elite scout knives in the forest, but Ji Qian only nodded faintly to them.
When his gray eyes swept over these Terran warriors, Ji Qi looked at them as if he were looking at a group of corpses.
Maybe it won't be long before these people will turn into corpses, and either the aliens will kill them, or Ji Qi will kill them with his own hands.
Two hours later, the palace ran over hundreds of hills, large and small, and finally came to the confluence of two great rivers.
The boiling river has become softened here, and the sediment carried here has been washed into a sand island of 10,000 acres.
The island is full of thick reeds.
The wind blew, large fields of reeds flew, and the chicks of chicks could be heard from countless nests.
There are also large groups of white waterfowl soaring into the air, hovering over the sand island for a long time.
Then plunge headlong into the deep water.
When these white water birds struggle to fly up from the river, they always carry large and small fish and shrimp in their mouths.
"Shh Ji Qian raised his right hand, clenched his fist hard, and said lightly: "Go to the two small teams."
The upstream and downstream are carefully investigated, and the alien races also need to drink water, and they always like to invade along the river valley. ” Two teams of ten people each rode the Golden Skin Guard Palace towards the upper and lower reaches of the river, and soon ran away without a shadow.
Like a mountain of meat, Yu Mu is sitting on the beach, a huge iron pot floating in the shallow water of the beach, Yu Mu is carrying a fat scaleless white fish in his hand, just digging out the internal organs of the fish with a knife, and is washing the blood in the belly of the fish by the river water.
Seeing Ji Qian and his party, Yu Mu stood up with a smile and waved his hand at Ji Qian: "Hey, brothers, which group of people are you?"
Ji Qi looked at Yu Mu coldly, he whistled, and rushed to the river with the warriors behind him at the same time.
A huge membrane of flesh opened on the soft flesh cushions of the four legs of the Golden Skin Shougong, and they stepped on the river, lightly crossed the river surface that was more than ten miles wide, and rushed to the front of Yu Mu.
Riding on the back of the Golden Skin Guarding Palace, condescendingly overlooking Yu Mu, the spear held by Ji Qi in his left hand lightly pressed on Yu Mu's shoulder: "The Chinese army of the human race, the 3,928 team of the death battalion scout, the captain of the hundred, Ji Qian."
Who are you and what are you doing here" As he spoke, Ji Qi's spear had already been pointed at Yu Mu's Adam's apple, as long as he stabbed lightly, not to mention killing Yu Mu, at least it could consume half of his vitality and make him temporarily lose all his combat effectiveness.
Far away in the mountains and forests, Fengxing poked his head out of a big tree, he pulled his longbow, and a long arrow had locked Ji Qi's throat.
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"Hey, boy, if you don't let go of your spear, I'll shoot you with an arrow" Yu Mu carried the big white fish in his left hand, flicked Ji Qi's spear with his fingers very honestly, and said with a simple smile: "We are the strange soldiers of the Chinese army's strange barracks, we are here" The wind in the mountains and forests suddenly screamed, and a large cyan storm burst out from his feet, and his body brought up dozens of afterimages, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed up to a height of more than ten miles, and then a catapult, dozens of afterimages shot out in all directions, and his body was mixed in the afterimages and went away dozens of miles in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, the long arrows of the wind line shot furiously, and twelve arrows in a row whistled out.
There was a commotion in the mountains and forests, and one of the two teams sent out by Ji Qi was hit by an arrow in the chest, and they rushed out of the mountains and forests covered in blood.
Ji Qi's face suddenly turned cold, and he was about to assassinate Yu Mu with a spear, when suddenly his spear turned a miserable green, his palm sneered with black smoke, and one left palm was instantly corroded into white bone by the poison. sjgsf0916: