Infinite Movie World

Chapter 1189 A Deer
It's just too stupid to slap yourself.

But, apart from this method, the dwarf has no other way to keep himself awake.

Naturally, this account should also be counted on the wood elf's head.

In order to stay awake, Lin Hai also slapped himself twice.

When Yang Gong saw Lin Hai doing this again, he immediately slapped himself a few times.

But Iron Hammer and Snow Empress did not do this.

Yang Gongzai quickly said: "You two big sisters, what time is it now? You don't have to care about face, the most important thing is to stay awake. If you are embarrassed to slap yourself, I can actually help you, of course. Don't get me wrong, I'm sincere."

Xuedi said coldly: "We don't need your help."

Yang Gong said in surprise again: "But..."

Snow Emperor ignored Yang Gongzai, but slowly pulled out Boromir's sword, held the blade with his left hand, and then swung hard.

Immediately, a streak of dark red blood flowed down the blade.

After Yang Gong watched it again, his heart palpited.

... This woman is really cruel.

Is there a woman who is more ruthless than this woman in this world?
She actually kept herself awake by cutting her hand!
This is much more effective than a slap in the face!
Xuedi bandaged the wound calmly, and when she felt that her consciousness was beginning to trance, she clenched her fists hard.

In this way, the severe pain was transmitted to her brain along the nerves, and the trance state was relieved.

Yang Gong turned his eyes to the hammer again curiously, he wanted to know how the hammer was made.

The iron hammer also held Snow Emperor's Boromir's sword, pinched his fingers hard, and Yin Hong's blood flowed out.

... These two women are ruthless characters!

Yang Gong sighed again, subconsciously walked away from Tie Hammer and Xue Di.

Thorin shouted loudly: "We can't waste time here, move on!"

Balin gasped and said, "What about Bomber?"

Pangburo was snoring, sleeping soundly.

"Let me do it!" Bofur separated from the crowd, stumbled to the front of Pangburo, swung his arms round, and slapped Pangburo heavily on the face twice.

These two strokes were really heavy, the flesh on Pangburo's face was trembling, but Pangburo himself was still soundly asleep.

Bofur couldn't help frowning, then gathered his strength, swung his arms round again, and slapped him twice hard.

These two blows were heavier, and Pangburo's whole body was trembling, but instead of waking up, Pangburo's snoring became louder and louder.

Bofur was instantly annoyed, and when he was about to push harder again, Kili pushed him away.

Qili held a sharp arrow in his hand, "Let me do it."

After speaking, he directly pierced the sharp arrow into Pangburo's thigh.

A stream of blood came out of Bombur's thigh, but Bombur still didn't wake up.

All the dwarves present were stunned.

The magic effect of this river water is really too strong, but luckily only Pangbur was hit by it alone, if everyone fell into the river, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Damn Wood Elf!" Thorin clenched his fists bitterly.

Balin asked in a low voice: "Sorin, what should we do now?"

Thorin frowned and said, "We must keep going, we must not stop for a moment."

"What about Bomber?" Barrin asked.

This is a very serious problem. Bomber doesn't know when he will wake up, and his weight is the biggest obstacle for the entire dwarf expedition.

The most beneficial way for the team is to put Bomber here, and then everyone else can go into battle lightly.

But in this case, it is tantamount to giving up Bomber's life.

The Dwarf Expeditionary Team is all related by blood. If Sorin really gave up Bomber like this, not to mention the other members of the Dwarf Expeditionary Team would not forgive him, even he would not forgive himself.

They're going to take Bombur anyway.

Sorin frowned and said, "Go cut some branches and make a simple stretcher. We will take turns to carry Bombur."

"Yes!"

Although such a decision will increase the team's burden, at least they will not lose Bomber.

The stretcher was soon ready, and the lovers put Pangburo on the stretcher, and carried Pangburo on the road with a grunt.

Their advance was already slow, and now they were even slower.

Slowing down means that they inhale more ammonia.

And the more ammonia they inhale, the more their combat effectiveness will be weakened.

This is not a good sign.

They carried Bombur away from the river bank, far away from the magical river, and walked along the path of elf bricks.

After turning over a rugged hillside, Bilbo, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and looked not far away with blurred eyes.

A ray of sunlight fell through a gap in the canopy of the trees, and there stood a pure white stag in that ray, staring at Bilbo with black eyes.

That doesn't look like an animal's eyesight, but rather the eyesight of a highly intelligent creature.

That stag is extremely holy, and the antlers on top of its head are like an elf gate.

Bilbo was stunned for a moment. He had never seen such a beautiful creature, especially in such a dark and oppressive place. The existence of this stag seemed like a dream.

Bilbo patted his cheek hard to make sure he was really dreaming.

Neither the light nor the deer disappeared.

So this is not a dream.

Bilbo was about to tell the others about this scene, but when he turned around, he saw Thorin pulling his longbow fiercely.

Bilbo exclaimed hastily, "No! Don't!"

However, it was too late, Thorin's arrow shot out with anger.

The stag was frightened and ran away.

Bilbo's anger exploded at once, and he yelled at Thorin, "What are you doing! It's only a stag!"

Thorin said coldly: "Yes, that is the wood elf's stag, who came to laugh at us."

"You!" roared Bilbo angrily. "You are hopeless!"

Bilbo was very gentle, and he never quarreled with anyone, but since he got the ring, he became more and more irritable.

Balin hurriedly stood up to smooth things over, "Shorin didn't intend to shoot that deer, look, didn't it run away?"

Bilbo turned his fist angrily, subconsciously put his fingers into the pocket of his vest, and then he ignored Thorin and continued on his way.

Sorin didn't say anything more, and followed the team to move on.

He felt a little heavy and restless.

Not because of the quarrel with Bilbo, but because he really wanted to shoot the deer just now, but he missed his mark.

His fighting strength is already not even half of what it is normally.

(End of this chapter)