Chapter 107: The Golden-threaded Lynx

At night, under the unknown peak, Wang Baoshan sat in a small cave, pulling the dead branches in the fire to make the fire not so vigorous.

The night was still a long time, and the fire was burning so vigorously that it would be extinguished before dawn.

And in this barren mountain range, where there are no people, there are so many wild beasts that come out to feed at night, if there is no flame, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Wang Baoshan pulled the fire for a while, sprinkled some fine soil, buried part of the fire, and leaned against the cave wall, and slept vaguely.

"Whirring ......"

I don't know how long later, a huge, bobcat-like black shadow seemed to find the light of the fire and quietly walked away from the cave.

This black shadow like a bobcat is many times larger than an ordinary bobcat, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is as big as a cow.

And its body is stout, its limbs are long, its tail is extremely elongated, and the tip of its tail is like a whip. The base of the ears is also broad, and there are white tufts of hair on the tips of both ears, long hairs under the cheeks, and long belly hair.

Even more strange was that its hair was as black as ink, and a faint golden thread, as thick as a hair, stretched from the middle of its forehead to its back to its tail.

In the dark night, this golden thread shines like a golden filament, floating on its back, which is particularly eye-catching.

At this time, Wang Baoshan, who was sleeping in the cave, was unaware of the approaching of this bobcat, and he still looked like he was sleeping soundly.

The golden-threaded lynx, which seemed to be very vigilant, stepped on the dead branches and grass on the ground, trying to make its movements without making any noise.

And its two emerald-like eyes, like the pupils of a night cat, are glowing with a faint green glow at this moment, and they are constantly watching everything in Wang Baoshan.

After entering the cave, it tiptoed, cautiously and cautiously deceived itself, and gradually came to Wang Baoshan's side.

"The person in front of him, how could he be so weak, he turned out to be a mortal, such a valuable thing, how could he get it?"

It was well-behaved and cautious, looking at Wang Baoshan who was sleeping, and he actually spat out words.

It seems that he is still a little puzzled by his discovery, but what does it mean?

"Choking ......"

Just when it hesitated whether it was time to take a step forward, a dragon groan suddenly sounded.

It trembled for a while, and its forelimbs, which had just wanted to take a step forward, hurriedly retracted back.

The abrupt sound of the dragon's groan, after a sound, stopped dumbly, as if the sound just now was just an illusion.

But the golden-threaded lynx outside the cave was obviously frightened. I saw that it was hesitant, so anxious that it was spinning left and right, as if it wanted to go in again, but it was a little worried.

It seemed that it was a little unwilling, so it left, and outside the cave, unsettled.

Just now, in the brief sound of a dragon's groan, it seemed to sense a strong and terrifying aura.

However, that feeling was only fleeting, and it didn't have time to explore it carefully, and it didn't feel anything.

"Animal, Hugh is rude!"

At this moment, a fluttering black mist floated out from the cave where Wang Baoshan was located and came to the golden lynx.

After a while, the black mist turned into a black dragon phantom more than three feet long, which was rushing at it with its teeth and claws, roaring in a low voice.

This black dragon phantom is the little black dragon that has been hidden in the black dragon scale armor on Wang Baoshan's right wrist and has been concentrating on cultivation.

The golden-threaded lynx was startled by its roar, and looked at each other's eyes, and became extremely vigilant.

It stretched out its slender tongue, licked the tip of its nose, and said tentatively, "You broken dragon soul, don't you want to get that treasure too?"

"Presumptuous, that kind of thing, I didn't pay attention to it, it's just that that thing doesn't belong to you, it's not easy to remember your cultivation, get out! Otherwise, don't blame me, don't miss the love of the demon clan......"

The little black dragon roared and rolled, stirring up dust and wind in the vicinity, as if to warn the golden-threaded lynx.

But the golden-threaded lynx was unmoved by this, and did not warn it, but immediately retreated.

I saw that above its ears, the two poks of fine hairs standing were trembling in the wind, as if controlling the wind blowing over, so that the wind direction changed and blew away.

As a result, its body has not been affected much, and even the hair on its body has not been shaken in the slightest.

The little black dragon saw that the golden-threaded lynx, in the wind dancing by itself, did not move at all.

It seemed to be surprised, so it said, "I can't see that you little guy has a strange vein, and there is a trace of wind-eared tiger cat blood......

"Well, if you were in your heyday, I might have committed suicide to apologize, but now! ”

The golden-threaded lynx licked the tip of its tongue and stared at the little black dragon tightly, still wanting to test its reality and reality.

"Not long ago, I just swallowed the spirit of a giant python and the demon pill, if you want to try, just come, you don't need to use words to test. ”

When the golden-threaded lynx heard this, the pupils of his eyes contracted for a while, and his entire huge body bowed into a curved bow, and he was about to pounce on it.

But before it could make a move, the little black dragon over there, after a sudden blur, instantly came to its side.

Then, the black mist shrouded, and the little black dragon turned into a stream of ink-black smoke, and it only took a breath to wrap the entire body of the golden-threaded lynx.

"Whirring ......"

Before the golden-threaded lynx could dodge, it was entangled in the black mist, and now it wanted to struggle, but found that it was too late, and it couldn't move on its own.

"Don't struggle, let's be devoured by me honestly!"

At this time, the voice of the little black dragon seemed to ripple in the mind of the golden-threaded lynx.

It also seems to contain a certain soul-shaking terrifying aura, which is strongly stimulating the already sharp nerves of the golden-threaded lynx......

At this moment, it is stiff and turbulent.

A small black dragon three inches long, like a substance, is in its sea of consciousness, tightly entwined, a transparent and brilliant bead.

It was the natal demon pill of the golden-threaded lynx, and in the face of the threat of being devoured by the little black dragon, its primordial spirit was inside, struggling hard.

It turned out that from the very beginning, the golden-threaded lynx had already noticed that terrible aura. It's strange that it's careless for a while, and it has to test the other party without knowing what to do.

"Wait...... Lord Swallowing Heaven, I have something to say......"

It was only at this moment that the golden-threaded lynx woke up. It knew that today it would be doomed, and hastened to beg for mercy.