Yan Wugui pressed his hand against the wall and felt a slight vibration.
"The hunt has begun," he said.
Lu Mingshu nodded: "Then we..."
"Hurry up." Yan Wugui said, "Don't let them run into each other."
In this round of hunting, more than half of the ecstasy masters from Jiuyao Palace may come one after another, and if they meet head-on, there will be no trouble. Fortunately, Lu Mingshu said that Yan Wugui might be sent back to Qizhen Temple, after all, there is a time limit for Jiuyao Palace to open the Yaoxi Mountain Forest.
"Walk."
The two hurried on their way. After passing the undercurrent, it is basically uphill, and the nest of the Xueyi Treading Cloud Horse is close to the top of the mountain. This is a rare flying beast, and they are born to ride the clouds and gallop.
They said they wanted to sabotage, but in fact both Lu Mingshu and Yan Wugui knew that there was only a limit to what they could do under the watchful eye of a group of ecstasy masters.
Besides, they don't want to harm anyone. It's one thing to hate Jiuyao Palace, but it's another thing to hate people in Jiuyao Palace.
The mountain shook, and Yan Wugui stopped suddenly: "Be careful."
As soon as the voice fell, a ferocious beast rolled down from the passage.
Yan Wugui drew his sword and chopped, with a "poof", blood spattered everywhere.
But then, another beast rushed out from there. Seeing a living person, under fear, he bumped into him directly. The rumbling sound continued, and more and more beasts appeared in the passage.
With Yan Wugui standing in front of him, Lu Mingshu felt relaxed. Regardless of Yan Wugui's character, his saber technique is fierce and domineering. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that he abandons the sword and uses the saber instead.
Walking and killing all the way, there is almost no time to rest.
There are more ferocious beasts in the passage, it must be because the hunting outside has reached its climax, so there are so many ferocious beasts running wildly to escape.
Lu Mingshu stabbed out with a sword, and suddenly heard a "clang", the weight in his hand lightened, and the blade broke.
Yan Wugui glanced at her, touched her waist, and threw something over: "Just use it."
Lu Mingshu took a look, but it was a long dagger, and with her stature, it happened to be used as a dagger.
A silver-armored mouse rushed towards it, and Lu Mingshu raised his hand, easily breaking the carapace. She was taken aback: "So sharp?"
"High-grade Xuanbing, what do you think?" Yan Wugui warned, "Remember to return it to me when you're done using it!"
Lu Mingshu muttered, "Stingy!"
"It's easy for you to be a high-grade Xuanbing?"
"Don't you still have a knife?"
"It looks like you have no experience. How can you go out without a spare weapon? Isn't you an example?"
The two of them were talking nonsense and fighting, but it wasn't boring.
Outside, the sound of fighting was already loud, Jiuyao Palace besieged and slaughtered the remaining beasts.
Gao Xiang chased a small wind splitting beast into the forest.
When the hunt started, the master told him that if he lost to Fu Mingtang, he wouldn't have to go back to Liulin. He dared not take it seriously.
He is clear about Master's temper, he will do what he says, and he will never joke around. Perhaps it was his recent performance that made Master dissatisfied. If he really loses to Fu Mingtang, maybe the master will really kick him out... Liu Lin's lineage is a single pass, but it's not that he hasn't changed heirs, it would be too shameful if he was changed.
The Wind Cracking Beast is a fierce beast that is good at controlling the wind. It exhales into the wind, and it has the power to split mountains and rocks. Although this is a small wind splitting beast, it is also stronger than ordinary beasts. If it can be caught back, the master should be satisfied.
With a leap, he condensed his sword energy and approached the Wind Splitting Beast in front of him.
At this moment, an arrow flew out from the side, aiming at the vital point of the Splitting Wind Beast.
The little Wind Splitting Beast, exhausted by his pursuit, roared and rolled to the ground.
Gao Xiang was furious: "Who? Do you want to be ashamed to steal other people's prey?"
A few boys and girls with an average age of thirteen or fourteen ran out of the woods. One of them said: "What is prey grabbing? I saw a cracking wind beast rushing over and killed it without any hassle. What's wrong?"
"If I hadn't been chasing it for so long, would you have killed it?" Gao Xiang is not a person who swallows his anger, how can he admit defeat
"It's because you don't have the ability to chase after it?" After the other party finished speaking, he sternly ordered the followers who followed, "Put away the young master's prey."
"Who dares to move!" Gao Xiang was furious. He has been chasing this little Wind Splitting Beast for a long time, and ran into the woods with all his strength, how could he let the other party take advantage of it for nothing
The other party was also angry: "Gao Dama, you want to snatch other people's prey, right?"
"This cracking wind beast is covered with wounds from me, you are the one taking advantage!"
"There are still marks on the fierce beast, whoever snatches it will be it!"
The two refused to give in to each other and quarreled into a ball.
A few more people came running from the woods, all of them were children of the same age. Seeing them arguing, they all stepped forward to fight. Both of them have close friends, and they also have their own biases in the fight, but the quarrel became more severe.
"What is this for?" Fu Mingtang saw this scene when he appeared.
The young man saw him and was overjoyed: "Junior Brother Fu, you come to judge, does the prey belong to whoever snatches it?"
Fu Mingtang didn't understand what happened, he nodded hesitantly: "Yes..."
"That's right! But Gao Dama said that the prey is his, so I won't count it!"
Gao Xiang was even more annoyed by the other party's confusing behavior: "Don't talk nonsense! I've already beat this cracking wind beast half to death, and it fell down immediately. Why do you sneak an arrow and it belongs to you?"
"Heh, two hits means half-death? Then if I slash any prey, it's mine, and it doesn't count whoever hit it!"
"you-"
The two couldn't stop arguing, they both looked at Fu Mingtang. Anyway, he's the boss.
Fu Mingtang looked at this and then at that, with a troubled expression on his face: "Why don't you all be brothers and sisters, so don't hurt your friendship..."
"How can this be done?" The two said in unison, and then glared at each other in disgust.
Fu Mingtang said: "It's just a Wind Splitting Beast, why bother?"
Gao Xiang sneered: "Since Junior Brother Fu has no desire to win at all, how about quitting this hunt? You don't care about any rewards you want."
Fu Mingtang was blocked by his words and was speechless. Rewarding him is indeed not rare, but fame is still rare. Ever since he was born, Fu Mingtang had been carrying the hopes of his parents and the Zhou family. Everyone hoped that he would become a blockbuster this time around during the spring hunt. He is lukewarm, but it's not that he doesn't have the slightest desire to win.
"Why, if you don't care about yourself, you can do things. If you shut yourself down, you can't make decisions?" Gao Xiang was even more unhappy seeing him like this.
At this moment, there was a loud noise outside, the roar of beasts, the singing of birds, and the sound of cracking rocks, all gathered together.
The young men looked up and saw two snow-white strange beasts, Pegasus, soaring in mid-air.
"Snowwing Cloud Stepping Beast!"
Fighting at this level, of course, does not have the share of young disciples like them, but it does not prevent them from yearning for it.
"Hey, tall horse!" The boy called Gao Xiang's nickname.
"Why?" Gao Xiang's tone was not very good.
The young man said: "A Wind Splitting Beast is not worth it, why don't we make a bet, whoever wins the prey will get it."
Hearing what he said, Gao Xiang found him pleasing to the eye: "Say!"
The boy pointed to the sky: "Let's go to the lair of the Snowwing Cloud Stepping Beast and get a token. Whoever gets it first wins. How about it?"
Gao Xiang's eyes lit up, this is a challenge.
After pondering in his mind, he looked at Fu Mingtang again: "Junior Brother Fu, why don't you participate too? If anyone loses, give up the fight for fame."