After taking a few steps, he got a little closer to the forest: "My ranger told me that your two leaders are looking for me. So the leader is—"
"Me!" Dan pointed to his nose, then pointed to a figure sitting on the ground beside him, and said, "And Xiao, the two of us are the leaders this time."
He said, turned his head and kicked the people around him with his toes: "Hey, don't pretend to be dead! Everyone is here, what's the matter with you shrinking down?"
The person sitting on the ground was silent for two seconds, and reluctantly got up, also wearing a funny black skin, with a slumped face, as if he had nothing to love and didn't want to see people.
Finally, Oswald couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth, and quickly "coughed" to cover it up.
Xiao said expressionlessly: "Laugh if you want to." Hold back!
"It hasn't changed a lot in a few days. Why did you paint yourself like this?" Oswald asked.
"Why else!" Dan said angrily, "For the sake of preventing insects, I think you are making a lot of trouble here."
Oswald: "Oh? Does it work?"
Dan pointed to his mouth: "What do you think? I'm fucking swollen from being kissed, so I won't say how many other places I got bitten."
Can they not be bitten? This group of behemoths advocates wildness and freedom. They feel that a neat house and too many heavy clothes are restraints. They cannot show their heroism without showing their chest and abdomen muscles. He dared to throw his bare shoulders even on the battlefield, let alone in normal times
"What do you want to discuss with me?" Oswald actually had a guess in his heart, but he still asked.
Dan put away his hippie smile and said seriously, "I'm here to ask you to do me a favor."
Oswald squinted at him for a moment, then pulled the rein to turn the horse's head, and said in a loud voice: "Let's go, go back to the palace and tell. You want me to help, and I just want to ask you to do a little favor. How about an exchange?"
When the pitch-black behemoth surprise (sell) raid (cute) team followed Oswald's team back to the Hanging Palace, the group of elite teams on the top of the white-headed hill were caught in the battle between heaven and man—
To jump first or last, that is the question.
"What? Are you ready?" Kevin twisted his neck, and the neck bone made a crisp sound. He walked unhurriedly to the edge of the cave entrance, moved his hands and feet, and said, "Pay attention to adjusting your posture when you are approaching the cave entrance. If you fall into the whirlpool, relax and walk with the water, and it will stop naturally when you reach the place."
Ben said with a sad face: "You, you, how are you so clear, you, you, you skip it? Don't, don't lie, I'm scared."
In fact, most of the people present have this question: Why does Kevin know the situation of this place so clearly? It doesn’t matter if you know how to go up the mountain or where the waterfall is, but why do you even know what it looks like after you get off the waterfall in such detail
Kevin waved his hand and didn't say much, just said: "It's almost counted, at least what I saw last time is like this, after entering the vortex and stopping, remember not to make a sound, it will be a bit troublesome to disturb the things inside I think you probably don't want to be surrounded by the thing that jumped off the mountain just now."
When everyone heard this, they touched their necks with pale faces.
"But under normal circumstances, they shouldn't be alarmed. That's all, don't waste time. I'll jump first, and you guys will follow."
Kevin's tone was so relaxed that it seemed that what he was going to jump was not the Ya, but the bath.
Everyone pondered for a while, and after he jumped off, there was not a single reliable person left on the top of the mountain.
So Nick pulled his arm subconsciously: "How about...or should we jump first?"
Kevin took a step back indifferently, raised his eyebrows and said, "Alright, then you come."
Nick: "..."
Everyone was arguing a lot, it can be seen that the waterfall was really not jumped by humans.
Five minutes later, Kevin ran out of patience, turned his back and rolled his eyes.
"Let's go!" He said and jumped into the whirlpool of the huge waves.
Ben hated the heights most in his life as a young land beast. On the one hand, he was pale with fear, and on the other hand, he felt that warriors should be fearless.
He circled around the hole like a fiery ant, watching Kevin's figure getting smaller and smaller, and he was about to fall into the whirlpool. He finally closed his eyes and kicked his legs, and rushed forward two steps.
It turned out that he was probably too flustered, and he didn't see a raised stone under his feet.
When passing by, he tripped hard, and before he had time to take a deep breath, he rolled out like a ball and fell straight to the bottom of the hole.
For a moment, the thousand-meter-deep mountain resounded with his ghostly cries and wolf howls: "My day is your father—"
In the process of falling, the wind screamed in my ears, blowing