Shuang Zhe slowly sliced the black wolf's abdomen open with a broken knife, and because the black wolf's skin was hard, he struggled to cut it. But in the end, it was scratched.

Just when Shuang Zhe was about to reach out to the black wolf's abdomen to probe for the inner pill, the little golden eagle flashed in front of him, and then, the little eagle stuck its head in regardless of the filth on the black wolf's abdomen.

"What are you doing? Nedan is what I healed my master's wounds, but I can't eat it. ”

Shuang Zhe hurriedly grabbed the little golden eagle's feet and wanted to drag it out.

It's just that when the little golden eagle was dragged out of the black wolf's belly by Shuang Zhe, there was a huge silkworm chrysalis on the little golden eagle's mouth.

The silkworm chrysalis was snow-white, and it had never been stained by the blood of the black wolf, and the little golden eagle dragged the silkworm chrysalis outside, and then chirped twice.

The sound of the eagle is very urgent, which means that the little golden eagle is very anxious.

"Oh my God, such a big Nedan. Shuang Zhe said with wide eyes: "I'm afraid this black wolf is not a sperm." ”

"It's not Nedan, it's a sword chrysalis. ”

At this time, Liu San spoke.

Originally, he didn't know this. It's all said by that Xiahou grandfather.

To be honest, if it weren't for that Xiahou grandfather, Liu San would not have such a wide range of knowledge.

Moreover, although Liu San was a little confused in the past, with the death of his two brothers, he grew up for a while.

for the burden of the dwarves fell upon him.

Liu San braved the heavy rain to come to the silkworm chrysalis, and Zhong Yuanpeng also followed.

"Do you know who's inside?"

Liu San asked the little golden eagle.

The little golden eagle nodded vigorously.

Liu San slowly pressed his palm on the surface of the sword chrysalis, but soon, he withdrew his hand.

"What a strong sword intent. ”

Liu San thought that there was nothing wrong with the little golden eagle touching the sword chrysalis with his mouth, presumably the breath on the little golden eagle's body was in line with this sword intent.

In this way, the little golden eagle and the person inside the sword chrysalis may really know each other.

"Wrap the chrysalis in a felt cloth and put it on the cart. ”

Liu San instructed Shuang Zhedao.

"Is this a little werewolf?" said Shuang Zhe, wrapping the sword chrysalis in a felt cloth and moving it to the cart to ask the little golden eagle.

The little golden eagle chirped angrily, and then landed on the sword chrysalis, as if guarding the sword chrysalis.

"This person should have been seriously injured when he met the black wolf, otherwise he would not have wrapped himself with sword intent. ”

After the cart continued to be pulled forward by Shuang Zhe, Liu San said.

"How long will it take for this chrysalis to dissipate?"

Although Zhong Yuanpeng didn't know about sword chrysalis, he knew very well in his heart that people who could weave such sword chrysalis with sword intent were definitely not weak.

"I don't know. ”

After Liu San finished speaking, he asked the little golden eagle: "Are you master?"

The little golden eagle shook his head when he heard this, and then stretched out his wings and patted Liu San and Zhong Yuanpeng.

"Your friend?"

Liu San immediately understood.

The little golden eagle folded its wings and nodded.

Because the felt cloth to shelter from the rain was wrapped in the sword chrysalis, Zhong Yuanpeng, Liu San and the little golden eagle were all exposed to the torrential rain. Zhong Yuanpeng immediately consumed Xuan Qi and set up a faint enchantment.

Although cultivators are not afraid of the cold, Liu San is seriously injured, so it is better to be careful.

After all, it is still relatively safe to have a Shaping Saint powerhouse by his side.

Although there are many strong people on the grassland, there are not many plastic saint realms.

As for Yinshan, with the occurrence of the Battle of Yanmen Pass, perhaps Mao Dun has transferred away many strong people from the priesthood hall.

Moreover, Zhong Yuanpeng has a way to enter Yin Mountain.

He hasn't been messing around in the Northern Barbarian Court all these years.

It can be said that many of the secrets of the Northern Barbarians, Zhong Yuanpeng, the Nestle Bird's tongue, are very clear in his heart.

Although Liu San had told Shuang Zhe before that cultivation would not help cultivation from the size of the body, the premise was that you had a normal human body. According to the identification of some powerful healers in the Xuanyu Continent, the dwarves and the human race are not the same species. This difference is not reflected in the height difference, but in the body structure. To put it simply, the dwarves' caves and veins are different from those of the human race. These gaps have resulted in the dwarves not being able to practice many exercises and mystical techniques. Back then, although the three brothers of the Liu family were the leaders of the dwarf race, they were only in the Ning Yuan Realm. Moreover, the further the three brothers practiced, the more difficult it became. This difficulty is like a narrow road ahead, you can see it, but you can't get through. Fortunately, in the end, they met that Grandpa Xiahou.

Grandpa Xiahou dressed as a Taoist priest and liked to drink very much, and during the months he stayed in the dwarf clan, he basically drank all the dwarven wine. However, the other party also succeeded in breaking the three Liu brothers.

"The talent is very good, but the body is not good. ”

When Grandpa Xiahou left, he said to the three Liu brothers: "Come on, Ollie." ”

Ollie is the dwarven vision, which means hard work.

It's just that due to the pressure of life, the three Liu brothers still embarked on the road of killers.

Moreover, Liu Da and Liu Er fell to the Northern Barbarians.

Thinking of that kid from the Fire Sect, Liu San was furious, and he vowed to kill this kid.

But is the Fire Sect kid that easy to kill?

Liu San thought to himself that only by changing his body structure and becoming a real human race, and then seriously practicing those exercises and mystical techniques taught by Xiahou's grandfather, he might still be able to succeed.

How to become a human race, Grandpa Xiahou talked about body shaping. Now, Zhong Yuanpeng also said it. In this way, Liu San is going to get this body shaping technique in his hands.

Even if the priest's hall is the tiger's den in Longtan, he has to break through.

......

When the rainstorm stopped, it was getting dark.

After Shuang Zhe set up the tent, he lay on the ground panting and rested.

"Smack. ”

The little golden eagle threw the previous fat sheep in front of Shuang Zhe, meaning to roast it quickly.

There was a bush not far away, and Shuang Zhe quickly got a lot of firewood after he passed.

The firewood is wet, but it's hard to get rid of it.

Because Liu San passed on a few very practical mystical skills to him.

When the wet firewood is drained of moisture by Shuangzhe, it becomes dry firewood.

After that, Shuang Zhe started to barbecue.

The little golden eagle stood on the cart and looked at the chrysalis in the felt cloth.

It put its mouth on the chrysalis and sharpened it, thinking how did this happen, you have to come out sooner, and then take me home.

After Liu San and Zhong Yuanpeng finished dinner, they went into the tent to heal their injuries.

Shuang Zhe found a puddle and took a bath, and then practiced knives in front of the tent with a bare big ass.

His waist knife was broken, but fortunately, Zhong Yuanpeng still had one.

"Well, I'm not bad with this knife. ”

Shuang Zhe split the distant hillside with a knife, and said to the little golden eagle very proudly: "If you want to be fine, go catch a yak and come over, I will invite you to have supper at night." ”。

The little golden eagle tweeted twice, saying that I want to go to you, anyway, I won't go, I want to protect my friends. After chirping, the little golden eagle covered its head with its wings and nested on the edge of the sword chrysalis, and it felt that the sound of Shuang Zhe practicing the knife was too noisy.

Shuang Zhe threw the iron knife aside, looked at the dark sky and said, "It's a long night, it's really lonely." ”