"Who?" Jiang Qing said coldly.

The sharp leg wind swept away at a gallop, without mercy.

At this moment, the men of the tribe are busy building houses, and only Uncle Wolf and a dozen children are following in the bamboo forest, who is this person?

In his mind, the face of the evil and wild disappeared in a flash. She asked Wolf Mo that when the day was seriously injured and fell off the cliff, they did not find the figure of the dead when they rushed to the bottom of the cliff.

Apparently, Hades are most likely not dead, but hiding in some unknown corner. Lingering and alive, the underworld is like a poisonous snake hidden in the shadows, which will burst out and bite them fiercely at any time.

Jiang Qing clenched the blowgun in his hand and waited to fight back.

Wolf Mo took advantage of the situation and took her whole person into his arms, and a cold voice came from his ears, saying, "It's me!" Why do you go into the bamboo forest at night? ”‘

The familiar voice made Jiang Qingsong relax. Turning around, he glared at Wolf Mo viciously, and scolded: "Why don't you squeak, don't you know that people can scare people to death?" ”

Seeing that Jiang Qing was frightened, Wolf Mo silently closed his mouth, not daring to refute.

"I asked Uncle Wolf to make more than a dozen blowguns with bamboo, and I plan to come to the bamboo forest to try my skills. Why don't you help build a house, what are you doing in the bamboo forest? After coming back to her senses, Jiang Qing came back to her senses and stared at the wolf ink around her waist in surprise.

"Ahem-" Wolf Mo coughed twice and said awkwardly: "Seeing you walking into the bamboo forest at night, I'm worried that something will happen to you...... What is a Blowgun? Immediately, Wolf Mo quickly changed the topic, he didn't want to sue Sù Jiangqing, he was jealous, so he designed Lance to come over.

"This is the blowtorch." Jiang Qing handed over the blowgun in her hand, and after explaining the usage again, she patted the arm of the wolf ink imprisoning her thin waist, and at this moment, her eyes quietly adapted to the dim light of the bamboo forest, and the shadow was so good that she could see the distance of ten meters around her, "Let go, I'll try my skills......"

Wolf Mo looked at the blowgun curiously and let go of his hand. Although he wanted to hug people very much, they were not happy, but blamed him for delaying things. In order not to make Jiang Qing angry, he had to let go of his hand.

Looking at Jiang Qing like a light wild leopard, he jumped into the thorn bushes not far away, and in a place where they didn't want to be about fifteen meters away, a colorful bamboo chicken was looking for insects and ants on the ground.

Wolf Mo held his breath, staring intently at Jiang Qing's prostrate body, and the whole person was completely integrated with the night. I have to say that these means alone are enough to show that Jiang Qing is a natural hunter.

His eyes greedily scanned Jiang Qing's exposed skin, reminiscing about the smooth feel just now.

Jiang Qing's head was full of black lines, and he was forced to bear the sight of the heat from Wolf Mo's side.

What does this man want to do?

In addition to remorse, a longing inevitably arises. The feeling of being watched like this by the people she loves, as if she was the only one in the whole world, makes her feel very safe and proud.

However, when the gaze fell on the bamboo chicken at ten meters. All the mixed thoughts converged, this distance was just right, not far or close, Jiang Qing carefully held the blowgun in his hand, lowered his head, and held the end of the blowgun.

Then he quickly blew out the arrow in the blowgun, and the whole process was very fast, about ten seconds. The arrow shot accurately into the neck of the bamboo chicken, and the poison of the Chijiu configuration was very strong, and the bamboo chicken stumbled and walked three or four steps, and fell down with a shake.

Jiang Qing jumped forward, picked up the bamboo chicken on the ground, and pulled out the arrow on the bamboo chicken's neck. There weren't many arrows, and she got five. Each one is very important, and it can't be wasted, but it's a pity that there are fewer Red Nine poisons, and the poison brought tonight is just enough to smear the arrows.

Shaking the bamboo chicken in his hand, Jiang Qing looked at Wolf Mo like a show off, lowered his voice, and whispered, "How?" This thing is more flexible than the bow and arrow, and it is very convenient for hunting small animals and birds. ”

The bow and arrow need to be charged, like she can't pull the bow and arrow of Wolf Mo at all. It took all his strength to pull off three points, which made Jiang Qing very regretful! Fortunately, Uncle Wolf was kind enough to re-make a lighter bow and arrow for Jiang Qing.

However, Roshan is very fond of bows and arrows, and when he is fine, he plays with the bow and arrow of the falcon in the tribe, and the accuracy of the target is not weaker than that of the falcon. Seeing this, Wolf Lie specially made a bow and arrow for Luo Shan, but Luo Shan's bow and arrow were extremely heavy, comparable to the falcon they used, which made Jiang Qing and the others who knew it very speechless, although they knew that Luo Shan was powerful, but they didn't expect it to be so strong!

How can a man live with such a woman?

Wolf Mo took the bamboo chicken, looked at it carefully, and said solemnly: "Is it difficult to make this blowing arrow?" "I didn't expect this inconspicuous short stick to be so powerful! greatly exceeded Wolf Mo's expectations, and quickly reined in his original contempt.

"It's not difficult, it's simple. It's just that there isn't much tribal wax paper, and arrows are a bit more troublesome to make. Jiang Qing shook her head and explained. Although the leaves can be used to make arrowheads, the force that can be blown out is increased, and the wax paper is lighter and easier.

"Can't find something else to replace it?" Wolf Mo wondered.

Jiang Qing nodded and said, "Yes, it's just that the leaves are thicker, and it's not as easy to use as wax paper." The tone is a little regretful, the leaves can also be rolled into a cylinder, but the weight is heavy, not as light as the wax paper.

"I'll try ......," Wolf Mo said. Han Jun's face flashed with an excited look of leaping and trying, and his thin lips were slightly pursed, which was very seductive in the light and dim moonlight.

Jiang Qing cursed secretly, stuffed the arrow into the blowboy, said a few words about the method used, and stepped aside to let Wolf Mo find the next prey.

The corner of his eye swept over Wolf Mo's sturdy and long body from time to time.

Lean waist, well-proportioned and slender.

There is no trace of excess fat, and he has been training and fighting with beasts for many years, which makes his whole person exude a cold and murderous atmosphere. Handsome and handsome face, cold, full of wisdom and ability.

At this moment, the long legs wrapped in animal skins were slightly tightened.

The strength of her arm gripping the blowgun reminded her of the heavy strength when she crossed her waist. It was strong and powerful, as if it was going to crush her whole body to the bone.

A faint smell of grass, mixed with a chill.

Compared with the most mellow Fenjiu stored for many years, it is cold and pleasant.

Her breathing was out of rhythm, and Jiang Qing couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick her dry lips. The body was slightly hot and soft, and the whole person became very wrong.

His lips were slightly opened, and the depths of his clear eyes were unconsciously shimmering with a rippling sheen.

An intoxicating blush quickly swirled around the entire white cheeks like smoke.

"Poof!" Wolf Mo quickly aimed the blowgun at the blower, and not far away, the bamboo rat that had just crawled out of the hole in the ground, the arrow was like a sharp arrow, and it galloped away quickly.