Chapter 20: A bountiful harvest
Long Qianhua lowered her head, took out the knife she had received from the mercenary agency from her arms, squatted down and stabbed the head of a silver wolf corpse at her feet, and dug out the spirit core in the wolf's head according to the method Fang Lun told her before.
Long Qianhua didn't care about her blood-stained hands at all, and looked at this spirit core with satisfaction, these are all silver, they are candy, with this thing, she can have the energy to support her to live.
Happily putting the spirit core in his pocket, Long Qianhua locked his eyes on the next corpse, but heard a sudden vomit from behind.
"How can you do such a disgusting thing?" Before Long Qianhua could look back to see what was going on, he had already heard Zhu Yuhan's question, and the half-turned movement stopped instantly, Long Qianhua stabbed down again, and immediately blood splattered, listening to the screams behind him with satisfaction, Long Qianhua accepted his treasure without any effect.
In such a large-scale war, there were almost more than three hundred silver wolves who died here, and Long Qianhua didn't seem to feel tired at all, and continued with great vigor until nightfall.
Rich, rich.
The bag on Long Qianhua's body had become bulging, and in one afternoon, she had already managed more than two hundred spirit cores, fifty was one hundred taels, and those three hundred were six hundred taels, which was enough for her to eat for a while.
"Sister, sister. Ling Zishu ran to Long Qianhua's side, holding a roast leg of lamb in his hand, "Are you hungry? ”
"Shu Shu?" Long Qianhua turned back a little strangely, and saw Ling Zishu stretching out his hand with a grin, and Nan Shaoshen standing behind him.
Compared with Ling Zishu's smile, Nan Shaoshen's expression was a little indescribable, and complex emotions such as entanglement, embarrassment, and chagrin seemed to be entangled with tens of thousands of thin threads, and there was no way to escape from it.
"I thought you were gone. Zhu Yuhan felt uncomfortable in the afternoon, so Aunt Feng left with someone, Long Qianhua thought they were leaving, but she didn't expect them to be there.
"We are by the river not far from here, and my mother said that I can't leave you alone, and I am worried that those wolves will go and return. Shu Shu stuffed the leg of mutton into Long Qianhua's hand, "Sister, eat quickly, I'll help you get it." ”
As he spoke, he took the dagger from Long Qianhua's hand, and began to take over Long Qianhua's work with his eyes shining.
Nan Shaoshen glanced at Ling Zishu, pulled out his sword, and in response to Long Qianhua's puzzled eyes, Nan Shaoshen held back a sentence, "Don't get me wrong, I just don't want to owe you a favor." ”
After saying that, a sword went down and easily picked out the spirit core of a silver wolf, and then started the next one with an expressionless face.
Long Qianhua raised her eyebrows, didn't say anything, and gave a thumbs up to Ling Zishu, who had just dug up a spirit core, watching her start the next job more and more excitedly.
After gnawing the leg of mutton in his hand by dividing it by two, Long Qianhua also joined the team.
With help, the speed became very fast, but in a quarter of an hour, all the remaining wild wolves were cleared by them.
Seeing Long Qianhua put the third-level spirit core that he didn't even want in the bag like a treasure, Nan Shao looked away in disgust.
I don't know.
"Sister, sister, am I very powerful?" Ling Zishu blinked with a pair of big eyes, waiting for Long Qianhua to praise her, no wonder all the people who have seen her treat her as a little baby, this cute energy is really annoying.
"Shushu was great. Long Qianhua closed the opening of the bag, threw it back on his shoulder, and turned to praise Ling Zishu affirmatively.