"Miss, we don't seem to be out of luck!"

Looking at the empty and lonely wild grass in front of him, Qu Mufeng couldn't help but sigh, and deep in his heart, some thoughts were about to move.

Five days had passed, and their harvest had been far from satisfactory, and they had only hunted down a mere thirty orc hunters.

This is a far cry from what they expected.

The maidservant Xiaohuan couldn't help frowning and complaining: "The area we chose has obviously been swept by people, and the prey is really pitiful!"

As a leader, Hai Ling'er was naturally not in a good mood, and her expression was a little bleak. Although she is good at taming beasts and has a good cultivation talent, she really can't compare with Zhou Ming in combat and hunting.

She thought that it would be easy to search for prey with the help of the Qingyun Harrier patrolling at high altitude, but she didn't expect that the flat terrain of the grassland and the wide field of vision were also convenient for orcs to observe all kinds of dangers.

Many times, the Qingyun Harrier spotted the orcs, but by the time they arrived, the orcs had already fled.

"The Qingyun Harrier is too conspicuous!"

Hai Ling'er shook her head, already considering whether to remove it.

"Miss, why don't we separate for a while, and let me go over there to reconnoitre!"

Qu Mufeng turned sideways, pointed in one direction and said, "The orc army is about to assemble, and they are hunting aggressively right now. As long as their hunting operations do not stop, we will not worry about being left without prey. You see, the area where we are located is flat and open, and the prey of the orcs has long been frightened away. If I were an orc, I wouldn't be here to hunt!"

"Hmm, Uncle Qu's analysis makes sense!"

Hai Ling'er showed a sudden look, but she was not a person who was stubborn and self-serving, and waved her hand and said: "In this way, Xiaohuan and I will continue to hunt in this area, Uncle Qu, you will act separately, and when you find a suitable place, you will summon us! ”

When Qu Mufeng heard this, he was secretly happy in his heart, looked at Xiaohuan and said, "Miss will please ask you!"

Xiaohuan naturally knew Qu Mufeng's primary purpose of leaving, nodded and smiled: "Brother Qu be careful, don't be careless." We await your good news!"

Qu Mufeng nodded, swished, and swept out in one direction.

Seeing Qu Mufeng go away, the master and servant continued to search. Thinking of the gambling contract with Zhou Ming, Hai Linger couldn't help but feel a little anxious in her heart.

"I wonder how many orcs that nasty guy hunted?"

Hai Ling'er couldn't help but guess in her heart, Zhou Ming's confident and disdainful look appeared in her mind, and she was uncomfortable for a while, and she felt a little uneasy in her heart.

"Miss, look, what's that?"

Just when he was distracted, the servant girl Xiaohuan suddenly screamed, pointed to the sky in the distance, and her face suddenly turned pale.

Hai Ling'er raised her head in amazement, her eyes quickly swept across the sky, and her complexion changed, only to see that in the distant sky, a behemoth was rolling the wind and clouds, flying towards the Qingyun Harrier hovering in the sky.

It was a blood-colored lion with huge wings, covered in dark red scales, with a wingspan of ten feet, and a long tail like an iron whip dragging behind it, whistling and swaying in the air, making a thunderous sound.

"Lion Monster!"

Looking at the air monster that was twice the size of the Qingyun Harrier, Hai Ling'er felt a strong uneasiness in her heart, and quickly blew a whistle and ordered the Qingyun Harrier to flee.

Lion Demon Beast, that is a terrifying monster bred by orcs, an air combat demon.

Seeing the huge hoofs and claws of the Lion Demon Beast like a black iron scythe, Hai Ling'er had no doubt that even if it was a Qingyun Harrier with the reputation of a sky killer, it would definitely not be able to withstand a blow from the Lion Demon Beast.

“...... It's too late!"

When Hai Ling'er's scalp was numb, the maid next to her couldn't help but let out a mournful roar.

It's too late!

The speed of the lion demon beast is too fast, and it is rapidly approaching the Qingyun Harrier at a speed visible to the naked eye. Its terrifying power has seriously affected the Qingyun Harrier, making it unable to fly calmly.

Hai Ling'er realized that she was careless, and Qingyun Harrier was also careless.

They have been in this area for too long, and the Qingyun Harrier has never encountered an opponent, and they never expected to suddenly encounter such a strong enemy.

Orcs aren't stupid, they fight back too!

Boom!

Hai Ling'er could even hear the roar of death in the distance, never expecting that the orc's counterattack would fall on her head first.

She saw that the lion beast arrogantly caught up with the Qingyun Harrier she was proud of, flew above it like a devil, and then suddenly shook its long tail like an iron whip and slammed it on the back of the Qingyun Harrier.

The fierce cry of the Qingyun Harrier resounded through the sky, and its huge body and feathers fell together.

However, before it landed, it was pierced by the huge hoofs and claws of the lion demonic beast, grabbed it alive, bit off its neck, and turned around and flew towards the gathering place of the orc army.

She was so confident when she came to participate in the hunt, but she never imagined that in just five days, her beloved mount would be killed.

“...... I should have removed it sooner!"

Hai Ling'er's face was pale, and she felt that in her heart, she completely lost contact with the Qingyun Harrier, and made a painful and self-reproachful voice.

"Miss, all this will be made up!"

Xiaohuan comforted and could understand her young lady's grief at the moment. She knew that the Qingyun Harrier had been with Hai Ling'er for five years, just like her relatives and friends.

Perhaps, only that fierce wolf, those beasts left behind by Zhou Ming, can make up for Miss's loss!

When Xiaohuan said comfort, he thought so in his heart. She believed in Qu Mufeng's ability, and if he made a move, that Zhou Fan would definitely be in trouble.

"Make it up?"

Hai Ling'er looked at Xiaohuan in a daze, her eyes became firm and sharp little by little, and she suddenly clenched her silver teeth and said: "That's right, I want to defeat Zhou Fan, I want to win back the fierce wolf, the black and white tiger, and the golden ape!"

......

In the No. 3 stronghold, Liu Xiao sat in the shack, conscientiously in charge of the issuance of military merit badges.

However, there was no smile on his face, and with an unconcealable surprise in his eyes, he listened to the discussion of a group of bounty hunters not far away.

"I wonder who's so crazy?"

The discussion was in his ears, and Liu Xiao's heart was shocked. Rumors about the bounty hunter began to emerge two days ago.

Now, the man's appalling deeds have spread throughout the third stronghold, no, it should be all seven strongholds, and it has become the most talked about topic among the hunters, and even attracted the attention of many advance generals.

Legend has it that it was born in a riverbend next to a river. Rumor has it that on a hill by the river, overnight, a series of sharp wooden stakes were erected, on which the corpses of orcs were hung.

Not far from that hill, in the dense forest where bloodthirsty hyenas once lived, hidden a terrifying steppe butcher, armed with a sharp blade and clad in blood-colored armor, alone and fearless of any orc visitors, killed batch after batch of orcs who dared to attack.

In just a few days, the hill where the orc corpses were stacked had become a haven for crows and vultures. Smelling death, crows and vultures from all over the prairie are gathering there.

And every night, a terrible bloody battle breaks out in the open field in front of the hill. The furious orcs have dispatched their masters, leading elite warriors, to besiege the death-like butcher of the steppe.

No one knew who the man was, and no hunter in the know dared to approach the area.

It is rumored that it has become a Shura field and a burial ground......

The latest news is constantly being brought back to the stronghold, and the rumors about the "steppe butcher" have become more and more terrifying.

Some even said that on the sharp stakes above the hill, the corpses of a dozen barbarians had been hung.

Barbarians, that is a powerful existence among orcs, similar to the beastmaster.

"Alas, it looks really old!"

Liu Xiao couldn't help but shake his head, and between self-deprecation, he whispered: "Grassland butcher, if we can have more such strong people on our side, what is the orc army afraid of?"

Between sighs, in his mind, Zhou Ming's figure suddenly appeared, and he couldn't help but let out a lament: "If Zhou Ming is still alive, he must also use iron and blood to forge a lot of prestige, right? It's a pity, it's a pity, the grassland butcher can't be that kid!"