Moon Dance Beast Mania

The broken tooth that fell on the ground did not attack again, but howled at the sky in situ, opened its mouth, and soon it was surrounded by large and small air spirals, tearing the surrounding grass and swinging, gradually, the cyclone grew faster and faster, and the grass on the ground was torn off the ground and merged with the cyclone. The grass on the ground kept rotating faster and faster in the air spiral visible to the naked eye, and finally even the sentiment of flying was crushed and could no longer be seen. But the power of the cyclone is far more than that, as the grass was pulled off the ground by the force of rotation, even the land began to loosen a little, and in a moment, the place where the grass was pulled off began to fly out of the soil, and gradually the brown soil began to be involved in it, eventually forming a brown wind pole. At this time, Cato was startled by the scene in front of him. "What is this?" He had never seen such a trick before, and today he suddenly saw it, which really made him unable to react. And he didn't move for a while, and he wanted to see what the wind was for. The big mouth with broken teeth suddenly closed tightly and gave out a strange cry. The brown wind column swept towards Cato at a speed that ordinary people could not imagine. Because the number and density of the wind column were too large, Cato could not avoid it and could only choose to connect it. Cato did not hesitate to rush to the front, he did not choose the weaker wind column around to break through, but chose the center of the most dense wind column nearest to the broken teeth. Ah Cato finally underestimated the destruction of these wind columns. In the formation of the wind columns, he suffered the most intense injuries. His muscles were as painful as if they had been forcibly broken with a rusty knife. He even heard the sound of "poof,75 smart board, poof" when his muscles were broken. At this time, he could not do anything but shout. Are you going to die? Is that the end of it? Cato thought so in his heart. No, I am not reconciled, I have not become a strong fighter like my father, I have not thought of my father to fulfill my oath, how can I end like this! However, no matter how unwilling he was, he could not alleviate the pain on his body. What Cato felt was not a hallucination,smart board touch screen, but that his chicken head was really being twisted off one by one. Those "poof, poof" sounds that sounded like auditory hallucinations were really the sounds he made when he was being twisted off. At this point, he can't do anything about it. At that moment, several cries of wolves were heard from the depths of the forest in the distance, and Broken Tooth immediately turned around and ran to the depths of the forest after hearing the cry of the shoes. His footsteps when he left were no longer as relaxed as when he came, but very hurried. As if something important had happened there. As for Cato, he never looked at it again. In his opinion, the use of talent and skills meant that his opponent had lost, and in front of him, losing was equal to death! "Damn it, move, move," Cato shouted angrily in his heart, but his body had lost consciousness from the severe pain, and now he had no strength to speak. Is this really the end of it? How can I face my father? I promised him that I would be a good soldier. But now, even a shadow wolf can not be defeated, interactive digital whiteboard ,65 inch touch screen, what qualifications do I have to say to become a soldier. Why should I? Why.. No one could hear Cato's cry in his heart. He felt as if the whole body was not his. He could not exert any strength. Gradually, he heard his heartbeat, which was getting slower and slower. He also felt his breathing getting weaker and weaker. Father Cato seemed to see his father standing in front of him, as if he had never left. Stand up, my son. Didn't you say you were going to be a mighty warrior? In the face of defeat, the real soldier will not choose to surrender, stand up, my son, stand up.. The shadow of his father became clearer and clearer, as if he were really standing in front of Cato. Cato wanted to reach out to touch his father, but his hand did not listen to his control, there was no sign of movement, so connected to his body, powerless soft on the ground, no matter how hard he tried, it could not move. Father, I.. I can't stand up.. I'm hurt.. Can you give me a hand? Cato said weakly to his father's figure in front of him. You can, son. You can. We are not like others. Our choices are destined to hurt us much more than others. Magicians rely on the accumulation of magic to strengthen themselves, priests rely on the belief in light to perceive the meaning of light, and we soldiers, only the accumulation of scars can become strong, soldiers injured, is a matter of course. Here, take my hand. Stand up, Cato. Stand up. "The father in front of him held out his hand in front of Cato, as if Cato could pull it if he raised his arm a little." Father, I.. Know, I stand up immediately, I said to you, I will grow up to be a strong fighter like you! Wait a minute, I'll be able to stand up.. I don't need you to pull me, I can do it myself. . You can stand up. ” Cato looked at his father in front of him, as if he had strength again, which was so strong that it supported him, and he was trying, trying to stand up. At this time, the blood on the ground has dried up and turned into red and black blood. And Cato's body is covered with ferocious staggered wounds, some have scarred, some are still wet, that is blood! Some of the wounds were too deep to stop bleeding completely, and I don't know why he bled so much but still didn't die. Fortunately, the place he chose to fight was the place where the broken teeth came to drink water, and other Warcraft dared not easily approach his "private territory", otherwise he would have attracted other predators even if he did not die with so much blood. At that moment, Cato's hand suddenly moved, without warning, his fingers jumped, but only once, and soon returned to calm, as if nothing had happened. But this calm was not destined to last long. After a while, Cato's hand only moved again,smartboards in classrooms, this time bigger than the last one, and intermittently, as if there were signs of connection. hsdsmartboard.com