mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 343 Ghost Rider Zhao Chuanxin

The wolf in Wilhelmina's imagination was only about the size of a dog. ,

It's nothing more than relying on the large number to be domineering.

However, the head wolf that appeared in front of us now has a body length of more than 2 meters 2 and a shoulder height of at least 0.7 meters.

The other dozens of wolves were big and small, but every wolf was at least bigger than the biggest dog she had ever seen.

After all, it is rare for a dog to grow to more than a hundred catties.

As the sun sets, darkness takes back control of the land.

The North American gray wolf, who spent a day in the woods to escape the summer heat, was dispatched.

Wilhelmina trembled and dared not move.

Edith Roosevelt turned her head in astonishment, and after spotting a group of North American gray wolves, she took out the weapon Da Luo gave her—the FN M1899 pistol with a pearl handle.

bang, bang, bang...

As the only lady in the history of the United States who has an adventurous spirit and loves traveling and horseback riding,

Of course, Edith Roosevelt did not leave behind the traditional American martial arts-American Iai.

If there is a disagreement, they draw their guns and shoot.

However, the distance was too far, and what she wanted to hit was the head wolf, but instead hit a female wolf nearby.

Soon, the bullet was emptied.

The tall and mighty wolf with smooth lines, not only did not run away, but pulled its neck angrily and roared.

The pack of wolves dispersed and transformed into several echelons.

This is the only way they hunt.

When Edith Roosevelt saw that only one female wolf had been killed, his expression changed: "Run."

However, the horses under their crotches had been attacked for a long distance, and they were threatened by the howling of wolves, and their hooves were already weak, so they couldn't run at all.

Wilhelmina's heart nearly jumped out of her chest.

At this time, it was the most dangerous situation she had ever encountered in her life.

Looking back, the guard had long been thrown away by the two of them and disappeared.

Damn it,

Too careless!

The echelon formed by the three wolves and the wolf head rushed quickly, rushed to the middle of the two women, and separated them.

The two wings followed quickly, attempting to attack from the side.

Wilhelmina's already fair face turned even paler. She looked at the three wolves riding side by side with her mount, and tried to frighten them with a whip in her hand.

It's just futile, they're not scary.

Wilhelmina even suspected that these wolves must have experienced the scene of being shot by humans, otherwise they would not be so calm.

Ordinary animals, when they hear the gunshots, turn their heads and run away.

Although Edith Roosevelt didn't like Wilhelmina, she was the one who came up with the idea of ​​horse racing, and she was fully responsible for the accident.

Seeing that Wilhelmina was in danger, she hurriedly drove her horse towards her.

But the wolf headed across the bar and jumped up, trying to throw her off the horse.

Startled, Edith Roosevelt turned his horse and dodged the blow.

However, her disturbance caused a gap in the formation. Wilhelmina was quite good at riding, and immediately seized the opportunity, suddenly slowed down the horse, and then suddenly rushed out sideways when the three wolves braked sharply.

Edith Roosevelt was quite calm. While controlling the speed of the horse, she swung her long whip, and accurately slammed it on the face of a chasing wolf, just right on its nose.

This place was especially vulnerable, and when the whip was hit, the wolf "whimpered" and fell behind.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Edith Roosevelt broke through from the other side.

But the two gradually drifted away and were completely separated by the wolves.

Wilhelmina was running, and when she looked back, she found that Edith Roosevelt was gone, and there were only a few wolves behind her like tarsus maggots.

The corners of the horse's mouth were already foaming. Ben ran for a long time without getting a drop of water. Tired and thirsty, he finally staggered and threw Wilhelmina out.

Immediately, several wolves swarmed up, some licked their anus, some bit their necks, and pinned down the horse firmly.

Wilhelmina looked terrified and turned around and ran away.

There was one wolf, who didn't know if he was not that hungry, or because he had the awareness to store food, or because he thought that Wilhelmina's thin skin and tender meat was better than horse meat.

In short, follow her closely.

Wilhelmina's expensive necklaces were lost.

Finally, when her strength was about to run out, she saw a house in the distance...

……

Zhao Chuanxin led Benjamin Goldberg and Marcus Nkrumah to inspect the pasture. The south side had been seen, and before dark, they headed north.

"Master, where are we going?"

"Remember seeing that house before? Let's go up there tonight."

"However, the people in that house were killed and eaten by wolves, and the townspeople said that there are ghosts there."

"I forgot to tell you, war, making money, making guns, these are all the hobbies of a teacher. The job of a teacher is a mage, a professional mage."

"..."

In the past two days, Marcus Nkrumah learned to drive.

His skills are mediocre, but his advantage is that he has a gentle personality and is neither impatient nor impatient, so there is no danger.

Mi Shan was a little tired, and he cried and complained.

Zhao Chuanxin patted its neck: "You are fucking hypocritical, and you don't feel tired after running outside every day."

"Sorry..."

Cooking rice: "Wow, woof, woof..."

Horses hissing and dogs barking, it's so lively.

Watching the sun sink into the horizon, Zhao Chuanxin saw a group of animals in the distance.

Cooking rice: "Wow, woof, woof..."

"Wolves? The smell of blood? If you meet me, then you can pray for them."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't take it to heart at all.

When he got closer, he found that there were seven or eight wolves here, the leader of which was unusually tall.At this time, they were surrounding a dead horse, eating its flesh and guts.

When Zhao Chuanxin and the others approached, the wolf leader raised his head, bared his teeth, and let out a ferocious grunt.

The flesh and blood stained on the mouth is even more vicious.

Zhao Chuanxin was not afraid, Mi Shan was not afraid, and Qianfan was not afraid.

On the contrary, the horses pulling the cart became restless and did not dare to move forward.

Zhao Chuanxin scolded: "A bunch of dogs, get out of my way."

Strange to say, the wolf actually backed away a little timidly.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that the other party only took two steps back, but did not give way.

Immediately got angry: "Mi Shan, do it!"

Mishan has a large tonnage, so he didn't feel tired at the moment, so he rushed up.

At the call of the alpha wolf, the pack of wolves dispersed and transformed into several echelons.

The wolf head let Kaimishan charge like a hill, trying to sneak attack from the side.

However, Mi Shan jumped up abruptly, twisted his body, and bounced his hind legs with agility and bounce that didn't match its size.

boom!
A kick on the head of the wolf.

This kick was strong and heavy, directly kicking the wolf head backwards.

But the wolf's head was very hard, and he was not kicked to death. He rolled on the ground a few times and got up again.

The rest of the wolves are ready to attack.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the whip of judgment and blew the "Hanging Divine Comedy".

Amidst the whistle, the whip of judgment wrapped around a wolf's neck.

Zhao Chuanxin sank back immediately, grabbed the handle, and swung the hundred-jin wolf up abruptly.

Thanks to Mi Shan's strength, he was able to withstand Zhao Chuanxin's operation.

Mi Shan rushed left and right, Zhao Chuanxin swung the wolf around and smashed it.

In an instant, the wolf turned on his back.

"Master, that wolf wants to bite you." Benjamin Goldberg did not forget to remind Master when he saw the master's great power.

Zhao Chuanxin withdrew the ruling whip, turned around, and saw a fish that slipped through the net and wanted to attack him from behind.

He took out the scepter of redemption, drew out the elf carving knife, huh...

The attacking wolf was split in two from the center of the wolf's head known as the "copper head".

This time, the pack of wolves was directly suppressed.

The blood spilled all over the place.

Zhao Chuanxin shouted: "Get out!"

The alpha wolf whimpered, and the pack of wolves retreated like an ebb tide, making way for a passage.

Zhao Chuanxin put away the knife and spat: "Marcus, let's go!"

As he spoke, he swaggered past under the awe-inspiring eyes of the pack of wolves.

Soon, they came to the deserted house.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that there was another wolf here, scratching at the door.

He dismounted, and the wolf turned his head when he heard the movement.

Zhao Chuanxin walked towards the wolf without hesitation.

The opponent bared his teeth intimidatingly.

No matter what kind of animal it is, it is bullying.

Zhao Chuanxin is not afraid, but it is jealous.

Zhao Chuanxin does not retreat but advances, it does not advance but retreats.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly rushed forward, the elf carving knife in his hand was more precise.

The wolf's eyes straightened immediately.

Quietly leaned aside.

Zhao Chuanxin went over, grabbed the fat on the wolf's neck, and dragged it aside.

No matter whether a wolf or a human, they can't stand up to his red stunt!

Benjamin Goldberg and Marcus Nkrumah also came along.

Suddenly, everyone heard a woman crying "Woooooooo" from inside the room.

Benjamin Goldberg's hair stood on end, and he jumped behind Zhao Chuanxin like a monkey.

Marcus Nkrumah's thick lips rolled up, and he said in horror: "Master, ghosts, there are ghosts."

It is estimated that if the skin color is not dark enough, the face will be scared pale.

"What ghosts?" Zhao Chuanxin is a staunch materialist who has never been afraid of ghosts and gods. "You wait outside and watch Lao Tzu physically transcend it!"

As he spoke, Zhao Chuanxin twisted his neck and made a "click, click, click" sound.

When he was a teenager, he dared to pass the mass grave alone at night without changing his face.

Anything that talks about gods and gods will be crushed on him.

He picked up the scepter of redemption, pushed the door, and found that it was locked inside.

He took a step back, stepped forward, lunged, and kicked out with a Spartan kick.

The door was kicked open with a "bang".

"Where is the monstrous evildoer here to cause trouble? How dare you use an axe in front of your class, you are a mighty dragon!"

Saying that, he rushed in, not forgetting to close the door behind him.

Benjamin Goldberg: "…"

There was indeed a dark figure in the room, probably in the shape of a woman, who was crying.

Really ghost?
Without further ado, Zhao Chuanxin rushed up, rode on the ghost, and held it tightly.

The right hand raised the scepter of redemption high, wanting to hit it hard.

But suddenly felt that this "female ghost" was warm.

He let out a "huh".

The "female ghost" below screamed in horror.

Outside, Benjamin Goldberg was frightened and hugged Marcus Nkrumah's thigh: "Marcus, listen, the ghost is calling, it's too scary."

Marcus Nkrumah thought deeply: "Is the master going to be all right?"

"Master's magic power is profound, so it should be fine."

Inside the house, Zhao Chuanxin rode the "female ghost", sliding his palm.

"stop!"

"Tell me, where is the evildoer? Is it a human or a ghost? If you don't talk about it, I will definitely make you want to die!"

(End of this chapter)