In the green mountain forest, a huge monster fell to the ground along with a large amount of smoke and dust.
A burly warrior cut open the monster's tail vertebra, took out a fifth-order demon from there, and let out a long sigh of relief.
Several of his companions ran out of the jungle and happily gathered around to check their spoils.
Although the battle was difficult and dangerous, the harvest was also very rich. Not only did they get a precious fifth-order demon, but the two hard armor pieces on the back of this demon were also good materials for making shields. Cutting down to bring back to the base can sell for a good price.
Captain Le Chang touched his chin and was considering whether to keep a piece of armor himself to replace the long-used Tier 4 shield in his hand.
But he really wanted to keep that fifth-order demon seed and raise his rank again. In this case, I am afraid that my savings will not be enough, and my wife and children at home may have to go hungry with me for a few days.
The healing saint Ji Xiaoyu in the team has already run over diligently, "Brother Chang, you are injured, I will treat you."
Ji Xiaoyu has a beautiful appearance, a proud figure, and she speaks delicately. Because she doesn't need to directly participate in the battle, her skin is still smooth and delicate. When running, several male players in the team couldn't help but take a few more glances.
The other two female players in the team exchanged looks with disdain.
"Get the things, close the team and close the team. After this vote is made, everyone will share a point. At least in winter, you won't have to worry about eating and drinking." While receiving Ji Xiaoyu's treatment, Le Chang directed everyone to clean up the demon body.
Everyone agreed in unison, and they knew in their hearts that the captain's so-called "worry-free winter" meant that the distributed spoils could be exchanged for barely adequate food. But in addition to having a full stomach, if they want to continue fighting, they have to repair equipment, replace weapons, and even need to upgrade the magic species.
Such a life-and-death struggle must persist again and again.
But in any case, there were no dead people in this operation, and the successful hunt for a fifth-order monster was already a big gain. Everyone packed their things in high spirits and walked back.
Turning around the hillside along the mountain road, there was a roar from the other end of the mountain. Wings in the shape of huge moths rose from the woods. The thin film-like and translucent moth wings covered the sky. On each of the wings, there was a human face with low eyebrows, faintly revealing colorful brilliance, and the wings flapped slightly. , Fan Lin Haitao burst out.
"Sixth-order monster." Le Chang judged the level of the monster, "This is someone fighting it, let's go and see."
A group of people touched the top of the mountain and lurked among the trees to look down.
It was a young man who was fighting against the monsters. He neither wore armor nor held a shield. He resisted the sharp feet of the sixth-order monsters without losing his strength.
Moving like a gust of wind, like a thunderbolt. A silver blade in his hand transformed into dozens of silver blade lights, flashing in the air.
Like flying snow and shooting stars, it is breathtaking.
"Male, do we have such a master in White Horse Town?" Le Chang, the captain of the Melee Department, was speechless.
"No, we are a small base, there are only a few high-level saints, so powerful, it is impossible not to recognize." One of his team members answered.
"Recently, God's love was exposed at the research institute in the nearby Xiaozhou Village. People from all walks of life came here. There are also many outsiders in our town. These two people are probably from outside."
"Tsk tsk, two people, just pick the sixth-order monster. If they can push it down, then they will send it."
"The woman is of the wind type, around the fifth rank, and her skills are good. It's just what type of saint this man is, why can't I see his ability?"
"Stupid, it must be of the speed type. The speed is so amazing that my eyes can't catch it. What else can it be if it is not a speed type."
"Can the speed system be the main force in melee combat? Isn't their defense very poor?"
"People are good at swordsmanship and dare to work hard, what can't they do."
The male members of the team were photographed by Ye Peitian's sharp moves and discussed in a low voice in admiration.
The man on the monster's wings opened his mouth and spit out countless silver threads. The slender threads seemed to be soft and harmless. They danced lightly in the air, but they all wrapped around Ye Peitian who were fighting, like eyes.
Several crescent-shaped wind blades dashed staggeringly, breaking through the silver threads in the air one after another. Makes a sharp filing sound.
Chu Qianxun stood nearby, using his supernatural abilities to cooperate with the attack. Ye Peitian took advantage of the gaps broken by the wind blades, jumped up, escaped the silver wire siege, and landed on a thick tree trunk.
His temples fluttered in the wind, and his eyes were as sharp as knives. With his legs, he swept away the slender limbs that the monsters attacked, turned around in the air, and the sword light rose again. Chu Qianxun's short and powerful wind blades kept appearing around him, accurately taking away the silver thread that surrounded him.
"Ah, he's so handsome. His skills are also great." The female players on the sidelines said.
"He's very handsome, and he's tall. If nothing else, just looking at the legs is enough. It's a pity that you have your face covered. I really want to know what it looks like under the mask?"
"Don't think about it, he and that woman are a couple, right? They cooperate really well."
"Definitely, don't let him be able to completely entrust his defense to that wind-type saint with such confidence? Wouldn't that mean putting his life in the hands of others, and I wouldn't believe it if it wasn't a husband and wife."
When the monster and Ye Peitian fought fiercely to the point of white-hot,
Chu Qianxun's figure flashed behind the monster, slashed the back of its neck with a knife, and picked out the green Yingying monster.
The slender legs of the dying monster trembled in the air, and the two faces spit out large strands of silk threads at the same time. Ye Peitian couldn't avoid being wrapped around his hands and feet by layers of silver threads and rolled to the ground.
The huge body of the monster slowly fell from the sky, the pink and white wings that covered the sky were torn open by a long knife, Chu Qianxun pierced through the crack, dragged Ye Peitian and ran a few steps in a row, taking risks Opened the fate of being crushed by the monster's huge body.
"Is it alright." Chu Qianxun cut the silk thread tied to Ye Peitian's body, "Your injury is not healed, you told me to fight, but he refused to listen."
The silver wire was very tight, tough and not easy to cut. Chu Qianxun was afraid of hurting Ye Peitian, so he just took a dagger, lowered his head, and carefully used his supernatural powers to cut it off.
Ye Peitian hummed softly, in fact he didn't hear what Qianxun said.
In his field of vision, Chu Qianxun's cheeks were still red due to the fierce battle just now, and there was a glittering autumn light in those eyes. He was so close that he lowered his head and focused his gaze on him.
Ye Peitian couldn't help but move.
"Don't move, be careful to hurt you."
That kind of gentle and gentle voice sounded in his ear, and it slipped into his ear at once, all the way into his heart, where it was slightly provoked. The dial was so light and so fine that it caused waves in his heart.
Chu Qianxun cut the silver thread and put away the last thread that the monster spit out before it died. This was a good material for making armor.
A group of men and horses walked down the hillside far away. Those people were carrying the large demon body they had just cut off, and they were obviously also demon hunters. Demon hunters who are not high-level will often act near the base, which means that there are human gathering points nearby.
The captain headed was very enthusiastic, and he applauded and congratulated from a distance, "It's amazing, two people have won the sixth-order monster, which is really admirable."
This team is a demon hunting team stationed in the nearby White Horse Town. The team members are all around the fourth and fifth ranks, and they are in the mainstream class with the largest number of saints.
The captain Le Chang was very talkative, and Chu Qianxun was planning to find a nearby base for rest and equipment. The two sides became acquainted with each other through conversation. Le Chang led the way, and took Chu Qianxun and Ye Peitian to the nearby White Horse Base.
Healing Saint Ji Xiaoyu reached out and curled the ends of his curly hair, unknowingly pulled down the zipper of his neckline, and approached Ye Peitian's side,
"You seem to be injured. I am from the healing department. Shall I treat you?"
Her appearance looks pure and delicate, but her figure is very proud. She has a unique attraction to the opposite sex. Few men have refused to be close to her.
But the man who was wearing a black mask and walked silently in the line just glanced at her and said lightly, "Thank you, no need."
The voice was clear and low, with a bit of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away, but it aroused Ji Xiaoyu's interest even more.
"Hey, look." A female saint walking in the line raised her chin and said to her companion, "That woman is doing this again."
"Ignore her, she likes to seduce married men, green tea ladies, and fox spirits." Her companion rolled his eyes.
Anyone who is familiar with Ji Xiaoyu knows that she has a hobby, that is, she likes to hook up with men who already have masters, and it seems that the things she has snatched from her hands can give her the thrill of victory.
Ji Xiaoyu walked beside Ye Peitian, a white light shone on his hand, shining on a wound on Ye Peitian's arm,
"I just saw so much blood, I thought it was serious, but I didn't expect that it was just such a small wound, and it was healed at once." Ji Xiaoyu's tone was concerned, revealing the tenderness and thoughtfulness unique to women.
"Is that your wife? She has a really generous personality. She became acquainted with our captain right away. I like such an outgoing personality, but I can't do it myself."
"She also has some rough lines. If you are injured, forget to take a look, just chatting with our captain."
The man who walked beside her without a word suddenly stopped.
The man was very tall, his forehead was pressed by the brim of his hat, and a clear shadow was cast on the eye sockets. Those cold and clear eyes turned from the shadows, and gave Ji Xiaoyu a condescending look.
As if being stared at by some terrifying existence, Ji Xiaoyu stood up with chills all over at that moment,
She shrugged her shoulders and slowly retreated to the back of the army.
"Yo, what's the matter? Our Tuanhua also misses?" The female player in the team, who had never been very good at dealing with her, scoffed.
"Hmph, I thought everyone would eat your shit, vixen."
Ji Xiaoyu couldn't take care of his companion's ridicule,
She has experienced countless men, and she is very clear that in addition to disgust, the man just now had a real killing intent in his eyes.
I don't know why, when this man looked down at a glance, she always felt that this man might actually kill her in the next moment.
Chu Qianxun, who was walking at the front of the team, didn't pay attention to this at all. He was inquiring about the news in the base with Le Chang, who was traveling with him.
"You want to find a forger, our base is very small, and we don't have any high-level forgers. I usually make armor and weapons, and I always look for Lao Guo from Xixiang. You can go and see." Le Chang said.
When the group arrived at the White Horse Base, the afterglow of the sunset was still there, and the lights in the base were just beginning to come on.
In this era, the electric light has lost its function due to the lack of electricity. Glass oil lamps hang on both sides of the street, and the bright yellow lights flicker in the air.
The lights in the sunset welcome groups of witchers who have returned safely. This is the busiest time of the day in this street. People set up stalls on both sides of the street to sell or exchange the results of their hard hunting. Yelling and hawking, and haggling, the crowd rubbed shoulders, and the stream continued.
Ye Peitian looked at the lively crowd, stopped at the intersection, and quietly clenched the fist beside him.
The person walking in front turned his head in the dim light like a sympathetic heart, and smiled at him,
"What's the matter, let's come in together."
Chu Qianxun turned his head and gently pulled his hand, grabbed it, and pulled him into the lively crowd.