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"Escape from birth: I was just born, and now I am taken away by a wolf. I will be eaten soon. I have to survive. Task 1: Escape the wolf kiss."

After doing this, Lu Zhengkang was already feeling a little sleepy, and a hoarse roar came from a distance. It was his mother.

My mother, come and save me!

Chapter 196 The wolf kiss first, and then meet the troll

Lu Zhengkang was dragged into a forest outside the tundra by the wolf. The canopy of the coniferous forest was like a sharp arrow soaring into the sky. Pines and cypresses and Qiaoshan would not extravagantly spread their leaves. Lu Zhengkang raised his head and walked from the woods. The beauty of the sky can still be seen in the loose gaps, the aurora is blue, like a paper tape, arranged one by one.

The stench of heat was constantly blowing in the back of his head. The cunning wolf must be extremely hungry. The saliva dripped uncontrollably, and left it along the leather armor on Lu Zhengkang’s back. It was sticky and was quickly cold. freeze.If it hadn't been for the blood of Nord flowing in his veins to bring him natural resistance to frost, Lu Zhengkang's skin might have been frozen.

The bitter cold continued to stimulate Lu Zhengkang mentally.

There is not much fear in his heart, he is not afraid of death, and even he can imagine the intense pain of being torn apart his delicate belly by a wolf kiss.

Lu Zhengkang uncontrollably expelled meconium in the leather armor, which made his swaddling extremely terrifying.

He lifted his neck slightly, trying to suck in the clean air higher up.

The woods were so quiet, there were no insects and birds, and all the noise was blocked and absorbed by the trees. At this time, Lu Zhengkang could clearly hear a few sounds.

The sound of the wolf's throat rolling, like those whining dogs.

The sound of wolf steps on the snow in the forest.

The rustle of snow flakes.

In addition, Lu Zhengkang looked at the place where the sound came from, which was a deer.

White and majestic, it is at least five feet tall, including its antlers-this grand antler is like a branch of an old tree extending to the sky. It is eight feet tall. It is already more than an adult Nord man. It's still high.Its fur was shining faintly, and Lu Zhengkang was staring at it closely. It stood on a low rock cliff between two cedars not far away.High above, it also looked at Lu Zhengkang, with white eyes, like two street lamps at the end of the street.

Lu Zhengkang is not sure whether the wolf, who is planning to treat himself as a delicious meal, has discovered this deer, but this is indeed a sacred prey, and no hunter should miss it. He cut off his head and made a specimen. Hang on the wall, peel off the fur to make a mattress, muscle and fat can be used to fill the intestines, bones can be used to make flutes, or whatever.

In short, Lu Zhengkang is somewhat in danger for this deer. It is a miracle creation of nature, but because of its beauty-aesthetic or physical fatness-will eventually be killed.

Strangely, the moment Lu Zhengkang saw it, the little regret left in his heart also disappeared.He can now die safely-if his mother hasn't had time to save him, then it is not unacceptable to allow himself to directly participate in the great process of death.Seeing the beauty is enough to comfort this life.

Lu Zhengkang looked at the deer, the demure and beautiful deer, he turned his head and looked towards the sky, the boundless stars shone down.

This light made him feel strange. Although the light was thin, looking at it from the side, it could be seen that it was bunches-just a momentary feeling-like chandeliers.Of course it can't be a chandelier, but like water droplets spilled in a funnel, these starlights also gave him an unnatural feeling.

Lu Zhengkang recalled the strange sights he saw before he was born: human heads, wheel rings, gray balls.

A dream is not a dream, and it is also true.

He should be inside the gray sphere, and Lu Zhengkang remembered that the ball was riddled with holes—the sphere was surrounded by a world full of light, so in fact, the stars in the sky he saw now were nothing but Holes with light?

This wonderful worldview made Lu Zhengkang aware of the world he lives in.

It is the Elder Scrolls.

It's really a familiar place, but it's familiar in front of the computer screen.

After Lu Zhengkang suspected that he was in the world of The Elder Scrolls, he felt regret again in his heart. He dreamed of coming to this world, just like countless game fans, but he might be going to die soon.

Lu Zhengkang curled his lips, his incarnation seemed to be a dream bubble, but life is life. Whether it is a man or a god, it should be full of respect for life.

He decided that he needed to work hard for survival anyway.

The wild wolf found a shelter from the wind. The huge stones formed a small stone mound. The place surrounded by a few spruce trees formed a natural breeze place. The wild wolf put Lu Zhengkang down. It did not start eating immediately. With another uneasy smell, it stood there for a while, spinning around Lu Zhengkang, looking towards the darkness in the depths of the woods.

The heavy breathing sounded mixed with heavy footsteps echoed in the forest.

The fur of the wild wolf stood up all over, and it seemed to be frightened.

Lu Zhengkang turned his head and saw a tall humanoid animal strolling in the depths of the forest.

The long, snow-white hair is thick and thick, with heavy arms hanging down on the ground, faint light illuminates its ugly and rugged face, three jet-black eyes gleaming with cold light, and short black bone spurs on its shoulders and head. The skin broke out, reflecting gray light, like evil eyeballs.

One of the top predators in the wild, the snow troll.

The wild wolf did not want to give up the food at his mouth, and gave a threatening growl at the troll.

The mane around the snow troll's head seemed to be a beard. It was blown by the wind, and it was very hungry. Its nostrils were wide, and saliva was dripping between its lips and teeth.

It cannot let go of the wolf, nor can it let Lu Zhengkang go.

The wild wolf was defeated in the imposing confrontation. It wanted to avoid the troll and escape, but the snow troll only slammed. Its thick and brutal long arms handed out a pair of sharp claws like lightning and pierced the wolf. The troll's fur muscles, the troll strenuously tore, the blood spread all over the floor, the wolf corpse was shattered in half, the spine and the intestines were still connected, it looked like a broken meat bun.

The troll began to devour its prey.

Lu Zhengkang added one to his mission log.

"Task One (Completed): Escape the wolf kiss. Task Two: Escape the mouth of the troll."

He himself looked at the mission log and wanted to laugh a little. You see, life always has surprises. Everything is difficult at the beginning. Now he can complete the mission. From this point of view, his journey through the journey is still steady...

The snow troll patiently ate everything about the wolf, and then it sniffed with its nostrils up to the sky and smelled the smell of Lu Zhengkang.

It came towards him little by little.

A figure flew out of the darkness, with a long sword in his hand shimmering in cold light.

She is the biological mother of Lu Zhengkang.

The woman stabbed the troll's back with a sword with the force of the fall. The troll screamed in pain and began to run wild.

You can't let go. The woman is like a plank in the storm. She was thrown in the air several times, but she never let go of her sword.The blade was churn in the troll's belly, and the beast went crazy.

Chapter 197 The Blood of the Troll, the Gift of the Demon God

The troll has terrible resilience. It is difficult for a sword to cut through his thick fur, and its wounds will heal quickly. Apart from flames, there are few things that trolls fear, whether natural or human.It is a powerful predator, and many travelers who deviate from the road will die in the mouth of the troll.

The woman clearly recognizes this, so she will never give up her sword, she must take the opportunity to bring irreversible trauma to the troll, otherwise she and her child will die!

The troll's back hit the tree, and the woman was weak, and her movements became slow in the cold, unable to make effective evasion, so she could only resist.

Lu Zhengkang listened to the continuous roar in his ear, the muffled sound of impact, and the trembling rustle of trees, and he felt angry in his heart.

Anger is the pain of powerlessness.

At this time, the moe reappeared, standing in front of Lu Zhengkang.

Lu Zhengkang looked up at it, and it also looked down at Lu Zhengkang.

There are stories of gods and demons on Nairn.

There is a hunting god, Helsin, who often shows people in the images of birds and beasts with stag antlers.