"Donkey's day, his neck was almost bitten off. Fortunately, Donkey reacted quickly, otherwise he would have suffered a disaster."
The donkey shook his long ears and the blood on his body, and cursed.
The demon wolf jumped on its back and bit the blood vessels on both sides of its neck. Its fangs were sharp and its bite force was huge. No matter how hardened the skin of its body was, it could not withstand a few bites from the demon wolf. It suspected that the demon wolf's teeth could be broken. The magic weapon.
He had no choice but to make a quick decision and used his body as a weapon to violently turn over and smash him.
The killing power is extremely powerful and the aura is strong, frightening other demon wolves who are ready to move.
Another move, Lai Donkey Rolling, crushes him savagely and quickly gets up, ah, what a bad name the viewer gave, it is not majestic at all, it should be called "Magic Donkey Rolling", it doesn't seem to sound right, the word "Rolling" No matter what, it smells like the mud of Xia San Road, which has nothing to do with the atmosphere.
At a desperate moment, there is no room for hesitation. Attack is the best defense. The viewer is right about this.
There is no thunder technique available, so it has to pick up its previous natural instincts.
Zhang Wenfeng flew down from the slope to the foot of a messy mountain. He stabbed casually with the jujube sword in his hand. The two demon wolves were kicked by the donkey and rolled several feet away. The seriously injured wolves were still alive. The struggling body fell to the ground with bared teeth and walked to the donkey. , asked: "Where is the injury? Let me see."
The donkey laughed dryly: "Ah, how can they hurt my fur with just a few of them? What a joke."
Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his left hand and suddenly slapped the left side of the donkey's neck. The guy was still rude and the wound was bleeding. It was very different from the wolf blood splashed on his body. Do you think he could hide it from his eyes?
The donkey jumped six feet high in pain, and almost instinctively kicked off the offending viewer.
It's too bad. When you scold a donkey, you don't scold it. When you hit a donkey, you don't slap it in the face. You just focus on its scars.
Can't you save some face for it? There are outsiders here.
Xin Yue used her wrist blade to quickly touch up the remaining demon wolves, glanced at the funny donkey, and smiled at Guanzhu Zhang: "I counted a total of twenty-two demon wolves, and only six escaped. According to the Due to the temperament of demonic wolves, they will not dare to come and cause nuisance in a short period of time. I will collect all the skins, teeth and claws before dawn. Please help me keep a lookout. The smell of blood is too strong and may attract other powerful creatures. monster."
This means that she will do the rest of the dirty work by herself, otherwise she will feel bad if she doesn't do anything.
"Okay, I'll make some bonfires."
Zhang Wenfeng assigned a donkey with small, resentful eyes to wander nearby.
He jumped back into the cave in a few steps, took down the dead wood unloaded from the donkey's back, as well as the fire bow, pressing rod, chopping board, remaining charcoal, fire-kindling bark fibers, etc., spent some time building a bonfire, and then Go to the forest and cut down a few thick trees, crack them into firewood, and put the wet wood on the bonfire to bake.
The fireworks were billowing, illuminating the foot of the mountain with a red light.
With numb hands and feet, Xinyue used her wrist blade to peel off the entire wolf skin and pick out the wolf's fangs and claws. She disemboweled the wolf king and opened the skull. After searching for a long time, she did not find the fake "demon bead" that looked like bubbles as expected. .
It is said that a small bubble liquid "fake bead" will be condensed in the body of the third-order demon wolf. This is the essence of the third-order monster. It is a great tonic for all second-order monsters. If it is absorbed, it can even break through the realm. There shouldn’t be no forbidden laws here, right?
Could it be that the strength of this wolf king is between the second and third levels, and is limited by this place and cannot completely break through?
Zhang Wenfeng was stunned when he saw the fox girl's hands dripping with blood, and came closer, "What's wrong?"
Xin Yue's face was slightly disappointed, and she said with a smile: "This wolf king is not yet the third level, and there are no 'fake beads' in its body. After this skin is refined, it can be sold as the skin of a third level demon wolf."
Zhang Wenfeng had never fought against a third-level monster.
He thought back for a moment and realized that his Qinggong and body skills were quite advantageous on the hillside.
He can keep himself in a state of meditation by reciting scriptures silently. Although it is not as good as the "stillness" effect in the supernatural state, it is still enough. It makes his mind calm, his movements are two points better than usual, and he can dodge flexibly in chaotic group battles. interspersed.
On the contrary, the Wolf King's sensitivity and speed are limited on steep slopes.
He stabbed the Wolf King in the eye with his sword. The moment he drew his sword and retreated, he was almost caught by the Wolf King who twisted his body in the air and stretched out his claws. His robe was torn on his right shoulder. He blocked it with a jujube sword and slid back ten feet on the hillside. Yu Cai stopped, the Wolf King was indeed very powerful.
After fighting against a pack of wolves for several times, he had built up confidence in the superiority of the demon wolf.
In the forbidden area, even if a real third-level demon wolf comes, he can kill the demon wolf with his sword without any damage.
The sword realm that "fits in with the body" makes his swordsmanship simpler and more instinctive.
Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "You cut a Wolf King's hind leg, and I'll roast it and eat it to see how it tastes?"
Xinyue swallowed subconsciously, "It must be delicious. Brush it with grease a few more times."
She never dreamed that one day she would be able to roast and eat a wolf king whose strength was infinitely close to the third level. If it were in the outside world, this wolf king would be able to advance to the real third level in a few days. It was only the last step away.
She neatly dismembered two complete hind legs of the Wolf King. One hind leg was not enough to eat. She needed to eat more meat to replenish her body. She also cut out a piece of yellow grease from the Wolf King's belly.
Not long after, three bonfires were burning at the foot of the mountain, which was full of the smell of blood.
Zhang Wenfeng followed Xin Yue's example and built a simple stone stove with stones. He used smooth bamboo slices to insert the wolf legs with many cuts in them, roasted them on the hot stone slices, and brushed the barbecue with grease from time to time.
In the night sky, the scent of meat was alluring, overwhelming the smell of blood.
Entering the forbidden land allowed him to experience the subtle differences between mortals and monks.
The fireworks in the world are the most soothing to mortal hearts.
While walking on the spiritual path, it was easy to get dark under the lamp, and he almost walked further and further away due to the monk's transcendent mentality.
Starting, stopping, walking and lying down are all practices, so wielding a sword to kill karma is also a practice and does not hinder it.
Taoist cultivation of purity sounds like a pool of stagnant water, but it is not. On the road, we need to ask ourselves the most. We need to self-examine every step of the way. We need to stop occasionally to wipe away the dust in our mind, which is not easy.
A smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Wenfeng's mouth, and the invisible pressure on his whole body dissipated with the scent of flames and meat.
After the meat was roasted, Xin Yue finished her work. She went to the nearby stream to wash her hands carefully with sand. The two sat on the stone beside the fire, eating meat and chatting, laughing.
The bloody place like a Shura field is very warm under the firelight.
The donkey chewed the grass on the roadside boredly, walked around to watch the wind, and kept talking incessantly.
It's dawn and birds are chirping on the branches.
After resting, the two men held two bundles of skins. When they came to the stream, they wiped the accumulated rough sediment with the stream water to clean the remaining blood stains, residual meat grease, etc. in the skins. They simply dried them in the sun to avoid damaging the skins. quality.
Leather that is stored in a storage space and has not had time to be processed is no problem if it is stored for a period of time. There is no air in the space and it will not rot easily, but the quality will be somewhat compromised.
The donkey came running from Dede in the west and shouted: "Master, there are people coming, five of them."
Zhang Wenfeng put the unfinished leather in his hands on the ground, said something to Xin Yue, washed his hands and asked, "What do you think of their strength? Do they have murderous intent?"
The donkey did not want to get close to Xin Yue, who was wearing bare feet and the hem of her skirt was stained with blood. The fox girl had a bloody smell that could not be washed away. It was the smell left by skinning too many wolf skins. The viewer could not smell it. Its nose is too sensitive, which is not a good thing.
"The men leading the group should be pretty good. They look very fierce, but they don't feel any killing intent. They are very cautious."
The donkey talks about his own feelings for the viewer's reference.
Zhang Wenfeng washed his hands and wiped them on the hem of his robe. He fought with a wolf last night. His robe had been torn in many places, and his pair of cloth shoes were also wet and dirty. He considered getting two pairs of straw sandals for Xin Yue and himself. Convenient for climbing mountains and wading.
The two walked to a pile of white skinned wolf carcasses. After waiting for a moment, they saw five men wearing animal skins, carrying bows and arrows on their backs, and holding sharp spears coming from the west.
Seeing the scene at the bottom of the hillside, the burly man's bronze face changed color and he raised his left hand.
The two people behind quickly took their bows and arrows, and the other two picked up their spears.
Putting on a defensive posture, how dare you come closer.
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