The snow stopped, and the wind stopped.

A blood-colored sun appeared on the horizon, the temperature rose, and the black snow on the ground turned into black water and seeped into the ground.

Just one night seems to be two completely different seasons.

At this time, Qin Feng was sitting on a stone covered with a cushion, his left shoulder was exposed to the air, and there was a piercing wound on it.

Xie Wenli helped Qin Feng deal with her wounds, her face full of distress.

"Well, you don't need to be so careful, it's just a little flesh wound. Qin Feng endured and endured, this wound looked terrible, it was not deep, and it didn't hurt the bones, he had been sitting for most of the day, how could he feel that it was still a long time before the end.

"You can't ignore the flesh wounds, you're a genius, what if you leave some sequelae? Besides, you're here to save me. Xie Wenli was full of words, and then blamed herself again.

Qin Feng was a little helpless, sometimes he was served too well, and he felt a little burdened.

But fortunately, Xie Wenli didn't tinker for a long time, so she began to help Qin Feng bandage, and the bandaged bandage was neat, without even a trace of curling.

Qin Feng got dressed and was surrounded by nine female guards, and from their eyes, it could be seen that they had been respectful from the inside out.

Even though the battle was over, they were still excited.

Among the thirty blood thieves, there are three fourth-level martial artists, the leader is still a fifth-level martial artist, and the rest are third-level martial artists, which is definitely the elite team in the Wasteland Blood Thieves Regiment.

However, twenty-nine of the thirty blood thieves died, and one was captured, kneeling on the side, his face swollen into a pig's head.

And none of them were fine, at most they were only slightly injured when some blood thieves desperately resisted, and the most seriously injured was Qin Feng.

This is simply unimaginable for them.

The one who was captured was the leader called Brother Scar, although he inhaled the smoke, he was a bone cultivation realm after all, and his resistance to toxicity was stronger.

At that time, he reacted very quickly, instantly tore up the sleeping bag, and slashed at Xie Wenli with the knife he carried closely.

That kind of speed and momentum made Xie Wenli almost never react.

And at this critical moment, it was Qin Feng who crashed into her, and at the same time, he was also stabbed in the shoulder.

Immediately, Qin Feng let them all disperse, and then hung Brother Scar like a kite with extraordinary agility.

Soon after, the toxins in Scar's body spread, his body became weak, and he was finally taken down.

At that time, Xie Wenli and the others were angry and wanted to slash Brother Scar one by one, but they were stopped by Qin Feng.

Qin Feng didn't let him be killed, so the nine girls treated Brother Scar as a sandbag, and now it is estimated that his mother doesn't know him.

"Let's go, take him on, and we'll go to the coffin mound. "Qin Feng said.

The group entered the wasteland on two legs, and now it has been upgraded to a means of transportation.

The bloodhoofs were dead, but the horseshoe were all there.

A coffin mound, as the name suggests, is a mound shaped like a giant coffin.

Before the blood sun descended the mountain, Qin Feng and his party rushed here.

Qin Feng pulled Brother Scar off the horse roughly, stared at him condescendingly, and asked in a cold voice, "When will the Golden-billed Eagle arrive?"

"You...... How do you know about the Golden-billed Eagle?" Brother Scar's mouth leaked and he stared at Qin Feng in shock.

The golden-billed eagle is a bird of prey in the wilderness, flying high and fast, spreading its wings for up to two meters when it reaches adulthood, and its beak is golden, which can easily peck open the skull of wild beasts and suck the brain marrow inside.

And its eagle claws are also very powerful weapons, stones can be crushed with one claw, not to mention flesh and blood.

It's just that the golden-billed eagle is extremely difficult to capture, and even ordinary fourth- and fifth-level martial artists don't dare to provoke it when they encounter it.

Even if someone is lucky enough to catch it, the gold-billed eagle will die on a hunger strike, and it is almost impossible to domesticate unless a newly hatched eagle cub is found and raised from a young age to be tamed.

And there is one of the wasteland blood thieves, it is the treasure of the second master, this time someone paid a lot of money to kill these Lin family guards, in order to be foolproof, the second master will let the golden-billed eagle come to assist.

"Ask you again, when will it arrive?" Qin Feng spoke, his tone very flat.

Brother Scar lowered his gaze and said nothing.

"Huh"

The autumn light in Qin Feng's hand swept by, and Brother Scar flew out with one ear.

Maybe it was too fast, Brother Scar didn't react for a while, and it took a few seconds before he screamed miserably.

"When will it arrive?" Qin Feng continued, his tone was softer, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was smiling.

It's just that this expression makes Brother Scar's hair stand on end, which is clearly the devil's smile.

He originally saw that Qin Feng's tone was very good, and he planned to hold on, how could he also be a leader of the famous Wasteland Blood Thief Group, didn't he have face?

As a result, he didn't expect Qin Feng to be so ruthless, and he didn't give him time to react at all.

"I'm ......" Scar hesitated.

"Huh"

After less than a second of hesitation, his other ear flew out.

"Coming soon...... Right away...... Don't kill me......" Brother Scar was not a hard bone, but he was frightened at this time, for fear that if he answered a second late, his face would be flattened and turned into a faceling.

When the time comes, you have to save face......

Sure enough, Brother Scar is always answered.

Qin Feng finally had a certain understanding of the notorious bandit gang of the Wasteland Blood Bandits, they had a total of more than 3,000 people and three leaders, but even if it was them, no one had seen the true faces of these three leaders, and this golden-billed eagle who came to assist was the pet of the second leader.

As for who paid to kill them, Brother Scar didn't know what to do.

At that moment, a chirp was heard in the distant sky.

Qin Feng looked up and saw an eagle flying quickly in the sky.

"Let it come down. "Qin Feng said.

"I have an eagle whistle in my bag, three long and two short, and it will come down, but it will only stop on a stone or tree not far away, and even if it is given food, it will be thrown over, and it will not come near anyone except the second master. Scar said.

Qin Feng's heart moved, and he took out a strange-shaped eagle whistle from Brother Scar's bag, put it in his mouth and blew three long and two short.

The eagle whistle has no sound and cannot be heard by the human ear, but the eagle can.

The golden-billed eagle in the sky circled twice on it, and then swooped down, but did not come closer, but stopped on a stone not far away.

Boy!

Qin Feng's eyes became burning when he saw the golden-billed eagle's talons easily buckled into the stone.

That's right, he wanted it.

After attacking and killing this group of blood thieves last night, Qin Feng remembered the matter of looking at the iron-hoofed horse, and after thinking about it, he felt that it should be another role of soul power.

It just so happened that yesterday was a big killing, and the soul power of the progress bar increased a lot, so it's time to test it.

If he doesn't succeed, forget it, once he succeeds, then he has another magical skill.

Brother Scar's bag contains eagle food, a special kind of meat mixed with a variety of medicinal herbs, according to Brother Scar, the second master wants this golden-billed eagle to evolve into a fierce beast.

At this time, Qin Feng picked up a piece of meat and threw it over.