Wu Laosi and Wu Laowu blinked their eyes and looked at Yiran in astonishment and surprise.
They knew that Yiran was a great magician with good cultivation. They also knew that his physical body had reached the second level and he could keep up with their movements with his physical body alone.
But they still couldn't imagine how Yiran managed to get here without any injuries or even a trace of blood on his body.
Even if Yiran completely hides behind them and hides under their protection, it is impossible.
"you……"
"you……"
"What are you doing? Why don't you run away!"
Yiran held Wu Laosan in one hand and Wu Laoer in the other. He suddenly exerted his strength and jumped out. He didn't look like a magician at all.
Wu Laosi and Wu Laowu immediately came to their senses, picked up Wu Laosi and followed Yiran.
The lion fish continued to fall, but the gentle breeze was able to push away all the lion fish, making their last few feet of walking smooth and stable.
This disaster, this close call between life and death, seems to have come to an end.
The group of people walked out of the area enveloped by the lion demon fish, and in fact, they hadn't even had half a stick of incense yet.
When they looked back at the bloody path, not only their hearts were trembling, but their entire bodies were turned into a sieve.
And in their eyes, the living lion fish kept biting the corpses of their own kind, and then flapped their tails and jumped back into the lake.
Further away, just as Yiran said, there were twenty monsters fighting with the lion fish.
It's just that the Lion Demon Fish out of the water is no match for those monsters that are at least the third level.
The two sides bit each other, but it was extremely difficult for the lion demon fish to bite through the defense of the demonic beasts, but those demonic beasts could easily tear apart the body of the lion demon fish, and then swallowed them in a few mouthfuls.
Seeing the bloodiest and purest prey among the monsters, except for Wu Laoer, the four people who were still awake remained silent.
Before seeing this scene with their own eyes, it would be difficult for them to understand the almost cruel survival rules among Warcraft.
This is not only survival of the fittest, but also taking advantage of the weak to its extreme.
As a Warcraft, it seems that its only destiny is to rob or be robbed.
"Stop looking and leave quickly, there might be other dangers!"
Under Yiran's constant urging, Wu Laosi and Wu Laowu left Wu Laosi quickly.
Yiran felt that things were not that simple, because the huge monster that had reached the spiritual level did not leave.
Even in Yiran's perception, it seemed to be waiting for something.
After walking five miles, Yiran stopped, put down Wu Lao Er and Wu Lao San, and then jumped to the treetops to "look" at the Crescent Lake in the distance.
In the next second, the huge tail of countless lion demon fish was lifted up again, like a small mountain.
But in the blink of an eye, the mountain "collapsed", and its huge tail slapped on the lake again.
But this time, instead of stirring up countless lion demon fish, they used the force to push themselves out.
It was originally far away from the shore, but it arrived at the shore in an instant, and actually swallowed all the twenty monsters that came to the shore because of the lion fish.
"Spiritual steps, white sturgeon!"
Yiran "watched" this scene in silence.
This scene made Yiran instantly understand that the power of Warcraft was actually not unreasonable.
Under the law of survival of the weak and the strong, they can even drive sheep to attract tigers and then kill them.
And all this is just to swallow more prey to improve one's own cultivation.
Although the respect for the strong is still true in the human race, it is fully demonstrated in Warcraft.
"Little friend Yiran, what did you see?"
Wu Laosan sat on the ground, gritted his teeth and pulled off the dead lion fish from his body, and then sprinkled a layer of medicine on the wounds.
The stinging sensation caused by the medicine on the wound made Wu Laosan almost faint, but the violent shaking on the ground still made him startled and asked Yiran.
Except for the unconscious Wu Laoer, the other three people also stopped applying the medicine and looked up at Yiran on the treetop. While they were frightened by today's disaster, they were also extremely curious.
"The one in the Crescent Lake should be a spiritual-level white sturgeon. It slapped the lion fish ashore just to lure the land monsters closer to the shore, and then it fed on those land monsters."
Yiran simply explained a process, but just such a simple sentence made the Wu family feel endless chills.
They can't help but think:
"If you were in the world of Warcraft, you would be just one of those lion devil fishes. No matter how hard you struggle, you can only become a bait thrown by the strong at will in the end."
"Destined to die, and die worthless."
After witnessing such a thing, they will also be glad that they were born as human beings.
At least he still has a chance to resist fate and have the possibility of getting what he wants.
Yiran looked at the silent people and understood what they were thinking.
The innate hatred between humans and monsters would never be quelled without the death of either party.
Since the human race can comprehend magic and learn martial arts under the oppression of Warcraft, the final result will definitely end with the death of Warcraft.
Although Yiran would think so, he had too many experiences to tell him.
Even among the human race, there are too many prostitutes and jealous seniors, and there are too many cases where geniuses die young.
Whether it was the genius who died in his own hands, or the attacks and killings Huang Huang and himself had experienced, it all showed that things would not be peaceful among the human race either.
It's just that too many pickling things like this are little known.
Yiran didn't know why such a result occurred, but all he could do now was not to grow up so that he could have enough voice.
If you want to reach this point, you must at least reach the late Nascent Soul stage and have the fighting power of a king!
"Let's find a secluded place to heal our wounds first. I wonder where the uncles know of such a place?"
Boss Wu took out the marked map from the space ring, pointed at a certain place on the map and said:
"There is a foothold here, which was opened up by many of our brothers and friends. It is only a few miles away from here."
Yi Ran looked at the location pointed by Boss Wu and nodded, saying:
"let's go!"
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After entering the stronghold that Boss Wu was somewhat proud of, Yiran only felt dazed for a while.
Because Yiran had never thought that a small space of only a few feet in diameter dug under a huge rock could be called a stronghold.
But the remaining charcoal fire and animal bones in this cave illustrate this point.
That is, this is indeed a stronghold that civilian monks like them are proud of!
The injured five brothers of the Wu family had no intention of leaving the "dark" stronghold, but Yiran walked out of the small space on the excuse of looking out for the wind.
Of course Yiran walked out of the "stronghold" not to look for the wind, but to look for moonlight grass.
Wu Laoer's mental power can only detect two hundred feet. In this case, it is understandable that he cannot find the moonlight grass.
However, his perception could detect a full five miles, but he still found no trace of moonlight grass. This can only mean that there are only two possibilities.
That means someone ate all the moonlight grass one step ahead of time, or the monsters ate all the moonlight grass.
Yi Ran is of course more inclined to the former, because those who come here to look for moonlight grass are far from ordinary monks like them.
Among the countless monks who are looking for Moonlight Grass, there are those with strong cultivation who can go further, and maybe they can reach the other side.
There are also people who are so lucky that they can just pick up a moonlight grass that no one cares about just by the Crescent Lake.
But for these low-level monks who have neither luck nor strength, even scraps have become a luxury.
There are 365 sunrises a year, of which nearly 300 are seen in the World of Warcraft Forest.
Just like this day after day of searching, they can only find one or two moongrass plants of no age all year round.
The resources exchanged for the Moonlight Grass and the hunted monsters were only tens of thousands of gold coins, but they could support an entire five families for a year.
This kind of pressure seems to be no less than that of Gude, who has just returned to Luotian Sect. He is burdened with huge pressure that is difficult to bear, but he still has to bear the burden and move forward.
Avoiding all the monsters, Yiran walked through the forest at an extremely fast speed. His perception was always at its maximum output and he did not miss any gaps.
"Huh!"
After traveling nearly a hundred miles, a spiritual grass full of spiritual energy suddenly appeared in Yiran's perception.
That touch of green looks unique in the boundless whiteness, but it is so unrealistic.
This made Yiran even have doubts. Could it be that he was the kind of person who was so lucky that he was chosen by heaven?
Carefully cut the moonlight grass along the root and put it into the jade box, feeling the medicinal power flowing out from the cut.
"This is just a two-year-old moongrass. This kind of moongrass is still not good enough for refining elixirs."
Although Yiran was not very satisfied with this moonlight grass, he still put it into the space ring without any courtesy.
I don't need this myself, but I can give it to Boss Wu and the others. The two-year-old moongrass can already be regarded as a windfall for them.
Moreover, Yiran was going to walk alone for the rest of the journey, so having them follow would be a drag.
And this moonlight grass is the best reward for them.
The winter night always comes very early. Looking at the gradually darkening sky, Yiran feels a heavy sense of depression.
Yiran, who didn't know the reason, was already preparing to return to the city early to bring them the good news of finding the moonlight grass.
At that time, all I have to say is that I was lucky. I didn't use magic after I came out. I felt this moonlight grass after walking for a few miles.
Come to think of it, no one would doubt anything, they could only sigh at the strength of their luck.
However, as Yiran walked back, the depression in his heart continued to become heavier, until finally it turned into uneasiness.
Yiran immediately quickened his pace and ran towards the stronghold. His figure kept flashing in the shadow of the trees. The distance of a hundred miles could only be reached in a moment.
Looking at the unchanged boulder and feeling the steady breathing of the five people, Yiran's face felt a little more comfortable.
When Yiran walked into the stronghold, Wu Laosan looked at Yiran and joked:
"You've hidden it so well. Could it be that you went out to fight the autumn wind by yourself?"
Wu Laoer, who woke up, also smiled and asked:
"What have you gained after being gone for two hours?"
Yiran thought over and over again whether to take out the moonlight grass, but remembering the uneasy feeling, Yiran finally did not take out the jade box containing the moonlight grass.
"I didn't dare to go too far, so I wasted two more hours."
Boss Wu also consoled him at this time:
"Finding moonlight herbs relies heavily on luck, so don't be in a hurry!"
"There is still more than half a month until the end of the year, and we still have time to continue going south."
"They walked a hundred miles last time and didn't find moonlight grass, so let's go a hundred and fifty miles!"
Wu Laoer looked at his brothers with a smile, and finally said jokingly:
"If you want to go far, you have to heal your wounds quickly!"
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