Chapter 53: Invincible Wolf Stick
"Of course I didn't hear it wrong, those mothers-in-law are talking about fresh cabbage, how can slaves be qualified to eat vegetables?" Feng Qun snorted dissatisfiedly, and Tong Xiaoye sneered, understanding what he meant.
Vegetables on the grassland are more expensive than meat, and ordinary people are not qualified to eat vegetables except for those arrogant aristocrats.
She couldn't help but have a trace of anticipation for this summoning of the iron wolf.
If the nobles participated, it can be seen that this adventure is not only a risk, but also an opportunity.
Tong Xiaoye and Ah Lie insisted on soaking in the soup medicine every day, and even Feng Qun endured severe pain and soaked, and as soon as the seven days passed, it was time to choose the iron wolf.
A large group of children were driven to the animal training ground, the wide semi-circular buildings, all made of half-meter-high boulders, very empty inside, standing on the fence and looking around, there were all kinds of giant wolves, most of them were gray fur, and occasionally a few silver giant wolves were lying horizontally, and in the deepest part of the wolf pack, there was a golden old wolf, lying there in a languid manner, as if he was about to breathe at any moment.
Tong Xiaoye was slightly stunned, the golden giant wolf, the fur all over his body was like dazzling gold, it was awe-inspiring at a glance, the golden wolf, vaguely seemed to have heard of it, but he couldn't think of anything.
There were all kinds of weapons at the door, including spears, wooden sticks, knives, etc., but without exception they were all made of some kind of strange wood, and the texture was strong enough, but the tip of the spear was sharpened and convex, and the knife was not sharpened, so it was not used for fighting, but as if it was used to practice kung fu.
The children were allowed to choose the weapons they could use, and Tong Xiaoye remembered the Shenmen dog beating stick that he had been practicing for a long time, so he did not hesitate to choose a thick wooden stick, while Ah Lie chose a spear.
Feng Qun simply didn't choose anything, he smiled, and took out a slingshot from his arms: "Those things will affect my escape." It's better to use your own slingshot. â
After selecting the weapon, the child was driven to the entrance, and as the flow of people slowly entered the beast training ground, the originally calm wolves suddenly became restless.
From time to time, wolves pounced on the children who came by. Some children dodge nimbly, while others only scream. In the blink of an eye, it was torn to pieces by the bloodthirsty wolves.
When the child walking behind saw such a scene, he immediately trembled and no longer dared to take a step, and the samurai didn't even bother to wave the whip, but directly lifted the child with weak legs and threw it into the wolves with a wave of his hand.
was thrown into the wolves unprepared, even if he had the best strength, he couldn't exert himself, and he was devoured by the wolves in a blink of an eye. Only a few drops of blood remained on the ground.
Feng Qun was very clever, and pulled Tong Xiaoye and Ah Lie to hide at the end early, but when he saw this tragic scene, he was scared on the spot.
The air was filled with a foul smell of urine, I don't know if it was Feng Qun's or someone else's, Tong Xiaoye covered his nose in disgust, and turned his head to look at Ah Lie, who had been holding on to him.
"Ono is not afraid, those wolves are all battle-hardened, and now they are already old, and they also want to find a successor for themselves. We won't wipe out all the children. â
The boy's voice was still calm, and looking at the wolves' resolute gaze, Tong Xiaoye found out. His eyes were always following the golden wolf!
I'll go, little brother, your ambition is really too big!
Although these old wolves want to find a successor, wolves have the dignity of wolves, and they are strong in their own right, even if they are old to death, they will not allow a lowly human to insult them.
If you don't have enough skills to convince the wolves, they will not hesitate to tear you to pieces.
She pursed her lips and began to pick the wolf she wanted.
The golden one is definitely not counted on, it is estimated that it is the wolf king-level storage zĂ i. Even if you don't look old, you should want to find a descendant of the wolf god. And after all, she is Han, so it would be good to choose a wolf to stay alive. Where do you dare to ask for more.
But the gray-haired Iron Wolf was so ugly that she really didn't want those guys to come out of her body.
Tong Xiaoye's eyes were rolling slightly, and he was constantly looking at the few silver giant wolves, when he heard a trembling urge: "Boss, it's our time, you have to protect me!" â
It was Feng Qun, who was so frightened that he peed his pants, he grabbed Ah Lie's shirt and looked at the few children left in front of him, his legs trembling.
"You and Ono follow me, I can only protect you to a place where there are few wolves, as for whether you can get out alive, it depends on your luck."
Ah Lie's voice was low, but his eyes were staring at Tong Xiaoye, and he said, "We will all come out alive." â
Tong Xiaoye was very hard, she knew that Ah Lie had a clear goal, and it was impossible to cover herself all the time, and on such an occasion, it was a pipe dream to protect someone.
It's just that if she can't get the approval of a certain wolf, even if she dodges the wolves at extreme speed, she can't escape the whips of countless samurai at the door.
And as a foreigner, she is really not sure that she can please a certain wolf.
Perhaps, choosing an old and ugly gray-haired old wolf has more hope of success?
Ah Lie pulled Feng Qun, who couldn't walk with weak legs with one hand, and Tong Xiaoye with the other, and strode into the wolves.
"Brother Alie, I'd better go by myself, don't worry, we will definitely meet again!" Tong Xiaoye winked mischievously at him, waved the wooden stick in his hand, and disappeared into the wolves.
Ah Lie's target is the golden giant wolf, and he has the blood of the wolf god, the probability of success is not low, and bringing himself and Feng Qun two oil bottles will inevitably affect his speed.
And his target is the silver giant wolf, and he is not in the same direction as him.
Tong Xiaoye is a thin and short child, she really can't see any strength, the giant wolves are not very interested in her, she doesn't even need to use the volley step, she can easily dodge the attack of the wolves.
This made her both happy and depressed.
She was even more upset when she saw a strong boy defeat a gray wolf with his bare hands, and then the wolf spat out a drop of blood the size of a hawthorn and melted it into the boy's eyebrows.
The giant wolf is not interested in her, how can she win the favor of a certain silver wolf!
Walking to the location of a silver wolf with the memory in her mind, she dared to go to the silver wolf, and the silver wolf yawned disdainfully, and didn't even bother to get up and gnaw her flesh.
There are many people who also covet this silver wolf, but no one dares to act rashly, after all, ordinary gray wolves are difficult enough to deal with. The silver wolf, which is one level higher than the gray wolf, is simply the storage zĂ i that they look up to.
Tong Xiaoye is not afraid, he can run if he can't beat her. So she circled around the silver wolf several times in a big way, and even pretended to roar fiercely a few times.
As a result, the silver wolf turned his head disdainfully. In the gray-white eyes is the disdain of the red fruit fruit.
Tong Xiaoye was furious, and rushed at the hateful old fellow with a wooden stick.
According to Feng Qun, an adult silver wolf has the strength of a second-order martial artist, but this wolf seems to be too old to even pounce, she poked its leg tentatively with a stick, and this guy didn't react at all.
Damn, isn't this Sister Pit!
She almost looked up to the sky and roared. A boy who was watching next to her sneered when he saw that she was being ignored, and followed her example, and took a spear to poke the silver wolf in the eye.
The silver wolf burst out, took a big mouth, and swallowed the boy directly into his stomach.
The hapless boy didn't even have time to scream.
At this time, the crowd of onlookers suddenly dispersed, and Tong Xiaoye looked at the silver wolf lying back in a daze, feeling that his heart was about to break.
This silver wolf must have thought that he was too thin and the meat was not tasty, so he didn't even bother to open his mouth!
She was stimulated so hard that she also took a wooden stick to poke the silver wolf's eyes. The silver wolf closed his eyes disdainfully, and his heavy eyelids drooped down, as if he didn't notice it.
Tong Xiaoye was furious. Poke hard with a wooden stick.
Sample, you don't care anymore! My sister just ran away, you have the ability to chase me, old thing!
The silver wolf was finally provoked, and he jumped up, took a big mouth, but bit it into the air, and when he came back to his senses, he only felt a sharp pain in his crotch, and even the wolf whip was about to break.
It turns out that the dragon's legs are as effective as dealing with wolves!
Tong Xiaoye laughed, and fought the angry silver wolf with a wooden stick.
Since I practiced the dog stick method. It was her first time in the field, and the silver wolf was like a huge wolfdog. Each flutter jump is extremely powerful, and it takes several rounds to complete. She actually played heartily, and felt that the bottleneck that had been stagnant was a little loose.
It turns out that the advancement of physical cultivation is inseparable from actual combat!
Tong Xiaoye suddenly realized, played harder, every stick was extremely tricky, picking the soft belly and crotch of the silver wolf, and screaming at the silver wolf, but he was always helpless.
This little bastard is so nimble, he is old and frail, and his strength can't keep up.
Tong Xiaoye is getting happier and happier the more she fights, when Ning Yuan broke through the innate realm before, it was a natural progression, she mistakenly thought that as long as she cultivated to a certain realm, she would break through the innate realm, but she ignored that the essence of physical cultivation is fighting, and if you want to do real physical cultivation, you can't do it without actual combat.
And Ning Yuan used to be a monk in the Jindan period, and breaking through the innate realm naturally couldn't be compared with ordinary body cultivation.
The silver wolf was beaten out of anger, every flutter is a huge force, Tong Xiaoye blocked very hard, she did not dodge with the help of her body like before, but met it fiercely, her arm was shocked and hurt, and the smile on her face became bigger and bigger.
This silver wolf is so old that it doesn't seem to take long for him to be able to subdue it completely.
"Hey, I've finally found this silver wolf, Ah Xiong, come and help me subdue him!" A hoarse voice sounded, and when he heard it, he was a teenager in the voice change period, Tong Xiaoye and the silver wolf were fighting fiercely, and they didn't bother to look at him.
Unexpectedly, the young man came over without long eyes.
"Hey, didn't you see me fighting with this wolf, did you come here to pick up a bargain? Shame on you! Tong Xiaoye scolded without hesitation - he was about to win, but don't let other people benefit.
Anyway, all the people who come here are poor children, there is no backstage power, and she is not afraid of offending anyone.
"Hmph, the master saw this wolf, this wolf is the master's, you get out of the way!" The young man's voice was very domineering, and Tong Xiaoye looked at it intently, only to find that this guy was wearing a bright blue leather robe, and he was actually dressed as a nobleman.
It turned out that what Feng Qun said was true, and there were indeed nobles here.
Of course, he is not afraid of this little brat, but if he offends the forces behind him, won't it make the situation worse?
Tong Xiaoye was hesitating whether to let go of the silver wolf, but what happened next almost blinded her. (To be continued)