Qinghu immediately rolled her eyes after hearing this, pretending that I couldn't tell that you disliked me as a burden and didn't want me to participate in the battle.
I don’t want to take action yet. Wouldn’t it be nice to pick up my fruits safely?
"Go, go. After you sweep away all the little flying squirrels in this area, I can pick the fruits."
"Wait." Qingqing rushed into the hillside with the other friends with her chest raised and her head raised. Then there is the chicken flying, the dog jumping, ahem, the rat flying and the human being jumping. There is actually a nest of little flying squirrels on this small hillside, two big and eight small.
Except for the one she killed, the other seven children all tried their best to help their parents in fiercely catching and biting the human monks. The other two big rats were obviously twice as big as the small flying squirrel that attacked Qinghu. He has a fat head and a fierce look on his face.
Qingyi and the others were surrounded for a few moments. Qingqing and Qingquan probably rarely fought with ferocious beasts on weekdays, so they soon became famous. This was still under the protection of the other two monks.
"Xiao Bai, wrap the fire talisman on the bamboo arrows, wrap a few more, and shoot the one I ask you to shoot immediately." Qing Hu watched her brother dodge to the left and then miss it several times. He was scratched by the big flying squirrel again, and there was no tendency to take him down in a short time, so he had to intervene.
"OK."
"Here comes the big flying squirrel on the left, tail."
"Burn the rat's tail with fire." Xiaobai shouted, and two bamboo arrows flew out. Then the moment it hit the big flying squirrel's tail, the bamboo arrows exploded, and the flames in the fire talisman instantly burned half of the big flying squirrel's tail. The whole body is wrapped in it.
Oh oh oh...
The big flying squirrel screamed and fell to the ground.
This allowed Qingyi to seize the momentary opportunity and directly hacked to death a small flying squirrel that was close to him. The head was chopped off and blood splattered all over him.
Another monk next to him made a complementary slash with his broadsword, leaving a deep wound on the big flying squirrel's body. If another big flying squirrel hadn't rushed to the rescue, he could have cut off the backbone of the big flying squirrel that was burned by the fire.
The tail was scorched, the skin scorched, a knife was stabbed, and a child was dead. Instead, Big Flying Squirrel was inspired to become ferocious, and regardless of his injuries, he rushed towards Qing Jing again. Its mate rushed after it.
Apparently they have identified Qingyi as the leader of their group. Kill him and these people will leave.
"Xiao Bai, shoot the arrow at the big flying squirrel's knife wound." Qing Hu said again.
Xiaobai "burn the rat body again."
The bamboo arrow wrapped with the fire talisman was shot again quickly.
Because the big flying squirrel was injured and slow to react, it couldn't dodge at all. In order to protect it, another big flying squirrel accelerated sharply to block it.
The fire talisman exploded, directly bringing another big flying squirrel into the fire ball.
A suit of furry equipment was set on fire.
A shrill scream came from the mouth of another big flying squirrel. It also fell.
At this time, Qingquan made another last strike, but what he killed was not the falling giant flying squirrel, but the falling giant flying squirrel that he saw his partner shielding him from the disaster. A slash with the knife broke the spine. It can't fly anymore.
At the same time, Qing Qing also hurriedly drew his sword sideways and cut off his head with one blow, blood splattered all over him again.
The other two monks also tacitly gave up defending against the attacks of other small flying squirrels, and all slashed at the big flying squirrel that fell to the ground. The man fell with his sword, and the fallen flying squirrel followed in the footsteps of his partner.
Zhizhizhi...
A group of little flying squirrels saw their parents dying tragically with their own eyes, and they also rushed towards humans like crazy.
Unfortunately, their fighting power was too weak, and they were chopped down to the ground by human monks in a few seconds.
"It's done this time." Qingqing's face was hurt, but he happily walked to the girl's side. "The big flying squirrel can extract thirty or forty kilograms of ferocious beast meat, and the claws can also be sold for materials. Eight small flying squirrels each It can yield about ten kilograms of meat. The claws can also be sold for some money.
We had something to eat and something to sell this time. We were really lucky. "
"I don't eat rat meat. Find someone to pack them up. When you go to Meishan tomorrow, see if you can use them as postage. If not, just sell them for money."
"This flying squirrel is also the meat of a ninth-level beast after all." After finally beating it, the girl actually looked down on it and didn't want to eat it. Qingqing couldn't figure it out.
"Isn't it delicious to eat fish? Why eat rats? Ask Qingquan if he likes to eat rat meat?" Qinghu asked Qingquan the question.
Qingquan: If I dare to say that I love food, I will probably eat rat meat every day in the future. The young lady is a vengeful person who must retaliate. So Qingquan looked at his young master with a look that said there was nothing he could do about him, and then said loudly, "I don't like eating rat meat."
Qingqing was immediately furious: Qingquan, whose servant are you?
Qinghu burst out laughing.
Qingyi: "..."
The other two monks sent by Father Shen couldn't help but smile.
At the critical moment just now, it was the young lady who broke the situation with talisman arrows and saved Master Qingjing. So they...also support Miss.
Without the little flying squirrel, everyone can pick fruits at will on the hillside. There are a lot of fruits on this hillside, but not many are ripe. It is estimated that all the ripe fruits were eaten by Momonga and his family. However, you can also pick the half-green and half-red fruits and take them home to let them ripen on their own.
Xiaobai and Qinghu picked a whole basket full.
"Miss, do you think there is a hole over there?" Xiaobai followed Qinghu with a basket and pointed at a dark hole in front of him and asked.
Qinghu looked in the direction she pointed, not paying attention at first, and then frowned suspiciously.
Walking to the black hole, she searched carefully and found a bunch of small black hairs not far from the entrance.
"Fourth brother, fourth brother, come over and dig a hole."
"Dig a hole, you actually asked your fourth brother to come over and dig a hole?" Qingqing rushed over with a look of surprise. Then he pointed at his nose and asked the younger sister.
"Hurry and dig, this is the hole of those little flying squirrels. You see, I found this tuft of hair next to this hole. Doesn't the story say that as long as it is the nest of a ferocious beast, it is destined to have good things. So you Hurry and dig. What if we dig up some treasure?" Qing Hu said with great interest. "If you dig up treasures from heaven and earth, wouldn't you make more money than selling little flying squirrels?"
"What natural and earthly treasures can a nest of ninth-level flying squirrels occupy?" Qing Jing asked speechlessly. "The treasures you mentioned are only found in the lairs of those big villains. You see, those words are meant to mislead children. You can't believe them at all."
"Hurry and dig. If you have the time to waste your words, you can dig out other people's nests." Qing Hu said.
Qingyi: "..."
Qingquan and the other two monks started digging holes spontaneously, leaving Qingjing stunned. Since when did Qinghu speak so powerfully?
Who the hell is the brother?
