Chapter 14 The Duan Family Youth
"I agree with Shi Jiu's statement," Ji Yanan asked in a low voice, "Didn't you notice that this beast hunting operation was unusual?"
Luo Changfeng nodded and said: "Yes, I have heard my eldest brother say more than once, he has entered the Spirit Beast Valley many times, and like other new and old students every year, he enters the Spirit Beast Valley to hunt for the beast core, and the people who come out agree that the spirit beasts here are not as dangerous as the spirit beasts in the wild, although there will be some difficulties in hunting, but it will never cause such large-scale damage, and the spirit beasts in the Spirit Beast Valley are of complete grades and are very numerous, so there is no need to skip the level of hunting!"
After Luo Changfeng finished speaking, he looked helplessly at Brother Scar on Shi Jiu's back, isn't this stubborn young man in a coma because he overstepped the level of absorbing the beast core!
"Yes, we all know this!" Zhong Zixu also said suspiciously: "But so far, we have successfully hunted a spirit beast, and finally made the old scar half dead, and the rest everyone has seen it, it is the residual value of the broken arm in front of us." Hey, in this assessment, where is we hunting spirit beasts to obtain beast cores, obviously they came in to die!"
"I know it's not easy to come in and hunt spirit beasts, I didn't expect it to be so dangerous!" Ji Yanan also complained: "No one wants to give up, right?"
After Ji Yanan finished speaking, he looked at everyone, and sure enough, no one answered, and no one was willing to choose to give up after just entering the Spirit Beast Valley for less than a day.
What's more, if you go out empty-handed, won't you let others laugh!
Several members of the group cautiously walked through the forest for another hour, still finding nothing, and it was already early afternoon.
The sun's rays only shone through the dense foliage, and the vanished haze rose again, and the whole forest became darker and darker. During this period of time, several male classmates still asked to take turns carrying Brother Scar, although Shi Jiu waved his hand and refused, but his heart was really very moved.
Seeing that it was getting late, everyone's mood began to fall, both depressed because they had not found the spirit beast, and panicked because of the quiet and terrible atmosphere around them. Luo Changfeng, who was walking at the front of the line, suddenly shouted in a low voice: "I found that there is a person in front of me, who looks like he should be a classmate of the academy!"
"Finally see one alive!" Hearing Luo Changfeng's words, Zhong Zixu was the first to run over.
Everyone ran closer and finally saw clearly, this was a young man about ten years old, standing there with his back to the big tree as if in a daze. He held an iron whip in his right hand and a storage bag in his left hand, and his legs trembled and trembled.
"What happened?" Luo Changfeng asked, "Which group are you from?" and where did the others go?"
After waiting for a while, the young man came to his senses, and when he saw a few people standing in front of him, he said weakly: "Finally, I hope someone is coming!"
"What's going on?," Ji Yanan comforted the boy by handing him a water bladder.
"Okay... Fear... Horror!" said the young man as he pushed away the water bladder that Ji Yanan handed over.
The boy leaned against the tree, his face pale, and a thick pool of blood dripping from his feet.
"Are you injured?" Shi Jiu finished speaking, and took out the thousand-year-old intermittent ointment wrapped in a silk scarf from his arms, ready to rescue the young man.
"No need!" he lifted the hem of his clothes, and then Shi Jiu and the others saw a terrifying scene.
The boy's belly had been torn apart, and the bloody internal organs hung from his abdomen to the ground.
"What's going on?" Luo Changfeng asked in surprise.
The young man's brows furrowed, he gasped for breath and insisted on standing, and after a long time, he took a long breath and said slowly: "Before entering the Spirit Beast Valley, more than twenty people in our four groups discussed and decided to hunt together. I didn't encounter a spirit animal when I first came in. When we groped all the way to the current position, suddenly three spirit beasts came out at the same time, but there were more of our members, not only were they not afraid, but they also hunted smoothly. ”
The young man took a breath and said: "Then there are spirit beasts running out of the woods, we simply wait for the rabbits, come and hunt one by one, the beginning is really smooth." About half a pillar of incense, four spirit beasts ran out at the same time, and the cooperation of several of our team members was quite tacit, although it took a little effort, and we barely completed the hunt. After the appearance of the beast core, several people with comparable attributes began to absorb the beast core, and just after absorbing it, suddenly something terrifying happened. ”
Zhong Zixu asked eagerly, "What's going on again?"
Shi Jiu took a deep breath and said: "There are many, many spirit beasts emerging from the woods, they rushed out in groups, these spirit beasts seemed to fall from the sky, and at the moment when everyone was stunned, a large group of spirit beasts had already rampaged. All of us were scattered, and I leaned on the tree thinking that I could escape, but I never expected to be seriously injured in the panic. ”
Luo Changfeng looked at the dying young man and almost exhausted his strength and said a lot of words, and wanted to say something more comforting, when he just opened his mouth and was about to speak, the young man waved his hand weakly and stopped Luo Changfeng, he was already angry, the brilliance in his eyes was fading, and his life was passing quickly.
The boy said weakly, "Listen to me, everyone... Brothers... Do me a favor. I... Call... Duan Tianhe, unpredictable... City people, at home... And also... Parents... and a younger brother. This is... I... weapons... And... Heir... Stuff sac!"
"It's... Strip iron... Soft whip... It's a family heirloom, please... Will it be handed over... to my family. This... Storage sacs... In return... To... Help my... people. Again... Times... Thank you... Everyone...!don't... Enter... Into the valley... In the depths, a lot of... A lot... Spirit... Beast..."After speaking, his neck weakened, his head hung down, and his good youth died of anger.
A red fire-attribute battlestar left the boy's body, flickering above his head for a moment, and then dissipating into the air.
Everyone watched the young man's body slowly fall, and their hearts were all shocked.
"There aren't many families that use whips as weapons, so it shouldn't be hard to find. Luo Changfeng picked up the iron soft whip and looked at it, and said: "This storage bag boy gave it to us on his deathbed, and its quality is still good, several of us, except for Shi Jiu, have storage bags, let's leave it to Shi Jiu." ”
The storage bag is also classified according to the level like a weapon, and the storage bag in Shi Jiu's hand can be regarded as a medium and high-grade one, and it is worth a lot of money, which is the hard-earned money of ordinary people for a year.
Shi Jiu looked at the Duan boy who fell to the ground and died, this storage bag was his deathbed gift, he didn't shirk too much, Shi Jiu thanked everyone, and took the storage bag and the iron soft whip from Luo Changfeng's hand.