Chapter 7: Song Zihang

"Huh?"

Wang Miao's head was stunned.

Why did what this person said seem to be the Yan Chinese language of the Azure Star in his previous life?

But now is not the time to sigh, and the man's tone doesn't sound much like a fellow meeting a fellow.

He waved his hand again and again: "No, what words, you probably heard it wrong?"

Li Wei raised his eyebrows: "You just said, 'Are you sick', when I can't hear it?"

"No, you're really mistaken!" Wang Miao said with an innocent face, "I mean, do you have a ...... to eat?"

After speaking, he launched his acting skills, covered his stomach, and looked at the side of Li Wei's companion's barbecue, looking salivating.

The big guy in front of him is a little violent, like a person who is called a warrior in his memory, and scolding people is absolutely unacceptable.

However, Li Wei didn't have any intention of delving into it, he looked at Wang Miao, whose clothes were scraped by thorns in the jungle and looked very embarrassed, and waved his hand with lack of interest: "You go over there, find them for food, and I'll solve this dead wood mantis." ”

After saying that, he turned around and rushed directly towards the dead wood mantis that looked angry after falling a lot, and the black knife in his hand was so fast that it seemed to be a phantom.

Wang Miao stopped in place and looked at it for a while, only to feel that the man and the dead wood mantis were fighting back and forth, and he couldn't see exactly who attacked and who defended, but from the dead wood mantis being beaten back again and again in the attack and defense, and the angry squeak, it should be the man who had the upper hand.

As for the little raccoon on the head of the dead wood mantis, it has disappeared at some point.

Wang Miao was relieved.

When he came to the bottom of the tree, he smiled and looked at the people.

"Hello. ”

"Hello!"

The first person to reply was the girl who was roasting the animal's legs, with a sweet smile on her face.

It looks like the youngest of these people, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a ball on his head, not stunning in appearance but giving people a very sweet and sunny feeling, full of vitality.

On the left side of the girl, a man with lake-blue pupils glanced at Wang Miao and hummed lightly.

The other woman opposite her had apricot eyes and willow eyebrows, her appearance was extremely outstanding, and her skin was fair, but she had a capable inch of hair that did not match her appearance, and she seemed to be very cold, and she did not respond to Wang Miao's greeting at all.

Finally, there is a man on the right side of the girl, who also has an inch head, with angular facial features like sculptures, knotted muscles, and an extremely strong body, looking about 1.9 meters.

Even if he was just sitting, Wang Miao could feel a faint sense of oppression emanating from this man, and this sense of oppression could not only be caused by his burly figure.

He seemed to see three words on the man's head - "I can't mess with it." ”

It seemed to be the leader of several people, and the man smiled slightly at Wang Miao: "Hello, sit down." ”

After Wang Miao sat down, he continued: "I am Song Zihang." ”

Then, he pointed to the pill-headed girl, the cold woman, and the blue-eyed man and introduced them one by one: "Meng Wei, Lu Yan, Zhang Shijie, and the guy over there who is about to finish the job is called Li Wei." ”

"Hello, my name is Wang Miao. Wang Miao said.

His words were also very brief, after all, there were a lot of memory loss.

The name Song Zihang always feels as if I've heard it somewhere.

However, he noticed that after a brief self-introduction, the cold girl named Lu Yan glanced at him and seemed to be a little surprised.

At this moment, Li Wei's strange cry suddenly came from behind him: "Boss, come on, this guy has a problem, I can't stand it!"

Wang Miao turned back curiously.

I saw that Li Wei, who was about to finish the job in Song Zihang's mouth, was being beaten back by the dead wood mantis.

The size of the dead wood mantis has more than doubled at some point, and its height is directly more than two meters.

The body, which originally looked like the bark of a dry old tree, had been covered in dark red, as if it had been covered with a layer of blood-stained mottled armor, and a pair of sickle claws had become like they were carved from red agate jade, exuding a faint red light, which looked bewitching and weird.

At this moment, the black long knife in Li Wei's hand had already collapsed and flew out under the onslaught of the dead wood mantis, and he was moving backwards in embarrassment without a weapon.

"Blood Jade Mantis, good fellow, I didn't expect it to be a mutant of the Deadwood Mantis. Song Zihang said in surprise, but he didn't see the slightest nervousness, "You can actually encounter this kind of appetizer on the periphery, and it's not bad to loosen your muscles and bones." ”

With that, twisting his neck, he stood up and grinned, his big and tall body slamming on the ground.

Bang.

A small crater was trampled out of the ground, fallen leaves were startled, dirt was splattered, and people were ejected like cannonballs.

Wang Miao only felt that his eyes were sparkling, and he saw that Song Zihang had rushed to the Blood Jade Sword Mantis, and his hands were slapped on the sides of a pair of sickle claws from the back.

The scythe claw of the blood jade sword mantis had not yet been chopped, and under Song Zihang's slap, it rose high as if it were uncontrollable.

Without giving it any buffer time, Song Zihang's figure took two more steps forward to the right, and his hands slammed on the hind limbs of the Blood Jade Mantis.

This behemoth, which was more than two meters tall, immediately lost its balance, and then its huge body was pulled by Song Zihang, and it was thrown backwards like a lead ball for six or seven meters before slamming into the ground.

Wang Miao, who had been stunned by Li Wei's combat effectiveness before, was really completely stunned by Song Zihang's performance.

Li Wei's performance is like a device that looks high-end and high-grade and is suspected of being exoskeleton armor.

Song Zihang was bare-handed!

But such a bare-handed person slapped the two sickle claws of the Blood Jade Mantis as lightly as a ball, and then forcibly threw such a behemoth more than two meters tall out so far?

The shot put throw record at the Azure Star Games seems to be twenty or thirty meters.

Although this blood jade sword mantis was only thrown out for six or seven meters, judging from its huge size and the momentum of its landing, how many times heavier was it than the lead ball?

The most important thing is that Song Zihang doesn't seem to have any difficulty.

Is this still personal?

It's amazing, isn't it?

Wang Miao hadn't recovered from the shock yet, Li Wei had already retreated to his side without looking back, and the old god was turning around to watch the battle.

"It's so dangerous, if it weren't for the boss's presence, I guess I would have been desperate. ”

He muttered.

Wang Miao heard from the meaning of his words that although Li Wei looked embarrassed just now, he seemed to have some other means.

Even if he is alone, not to mention getting the blood jade sword mantis, it should be no problem to retreat with his whole body.

[It's all perverted.] 】

Wang Miao muttered in her heart and glanced at Li Wei, and then her pupils shrank.

Just now, all his attention was attracted by Song Zihang, and now when he came back to his senses, he found that Li Wei seemed to be a little different from before.