Wrap yourself tightly with various rags.
At first glance, it seems like returning to the bitter cold, with only a pair of eyes showing outside.
The corridor road was blocked.
It was a hedgehog hovering over the steps.
The hedgehog is about the size of two soccer balls, and acts very domineeringly. It doesn't count if it occupies a piece of land.
If anyone tries to get past it, it will roll its spikes at them.
The thorn was actually a bright red color.
In the biological world, brightness is not a good thing.
It often means having something to rely on and being unscrupulous.
Like a poisonous snake's coat, the brighter it is, the more poisonous it is.
Several crossbow arrows were shot over, but were all blocked by the densely spiked shell.
No one dared to get close to fight a hedgehog that was not only prickly but also likely poisonous.
Some people used long bamboo poles to pull the hedgehogs away.
I want to dig this hedgehog into the acid rain.
The hedgehog ball didn't look very big, and the person swinging the ball was sweating profusely, but the hedgehog was still lying there motionless.
The hedgehog was lying on the mountainside, and there was only one path for him to pass through.
Blocked by this hedgehog, the corridor was split into two parts, upper and lower.
When Zeng Xiang saw Yu Xifeng, her eyes lit up: "Goddess."
Yu Xifeng took the crossbow arrow.
She watched for a while and saw that the hedgehog's shell rose and fell slightly with its breathing.
The surrounding people were noisy, and the hedgehog was always tense, occasionally adjusting his movements.
Only then will the fleshy interior be revealed.
That gap was fleeting.
The women had only had the crossbows for too short a time, so it was normal that they couldn't hit such a delicate target.
As for accuracy, it's useless to teach you if you don't practice enough.
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