With his hands behind his back, Feng Chen paced anxiously back and forth in front of the window of the tent. The companions sat around in the tent, but the young man's attention was not on them.

"Are there any features of the limbs?" Shentu Miaoling drew with a pen and paper for a long time, and then looked up and asked.

"Just like the normal ivory beast species, the hind limbs are a little thicker, but only a little stronger. The back knee arches forward, the joints of the forelimbs—" The Dragon Whisperer thought for a long time with his eyes closed, and shook his head in vain, "I forgot...... For the time being, it's good to draw it as an ordinary toothed beast. ”

"Where's the claws?"

"Very ......sharp," Feng Chen replied subconsciously, only to realize that such an abstract description could not be put on paper. He scratched his hair and searched for adjectives, but he didn't come up with a reason for it for a long time. He finally stomped his foot in annoyance: "I don't know! I just saw a phantom in that guy's mind. ”

It was only a brief moment when he came into contact with Morin's mind, and the picture came so suddenly that Feng Chen didn't have the energy to count how many toenails it had: "Hell, I'm not sure if those can be called 'claws'......"

The female archer looked at the half-finished piece of paper and hesitated for a moment, but then began to draw it. The hand that holds the bow all year round is just as stable and precise when it picks up the brush. There was a slight rustle on the paper, and a few lines had already outlined the outline of the monster's limbs: "Then let's draw the most common appearance of the ivory beast species." Is there anything to watch out for about its tail? ”

"I can't even remember......," the dragon whisperer let out a long sigh and looked out the window. The sun wheel over the sand sea had only turned a small angle, but in the perception of young people, it seemed like a year had passed.

"Seal the dust!" Sensing the low mood of her companion, Shentu Miaoling admonished, "Hold on a little longer, even if you think of one more detail." It's important, every piece of information you get from Morin is important. ”

"It's just a waste of time!" The dragon whisperer slammed his fist on the window grille, his chest heaving violently, "I still have information to verify in the library, you can't just lock me up in the camp of the hunting group......

"Hey!" Xiao Yang stood up and shouted impatiently, "If you haven't noticed, you have the whole hunting group with you!" The head of the regiment specially canceled this commission, do you think we are willing to hold it here? ”

Qin Shuiyu suppressed the grumbling of the double knife hand with her eyes, she leaned over to Feng Chen's side in a few steps, and whispered: "The matter in the library, Yingying and Lu Xiu are helping, your task now is to stay in the camp and don't move around - we are protecting you and protecting the little hunting group." The most wanted criminal in the entire New World has just appeared in Locklac, and the first person you want to meet is you. We've stood in his way on the Emerald Tower, and that guy might still hold a grudge against us, and I can't risk anyone getting out of the team's sight. ”

"As I said, I can't feel Morin's breath, and he's not coming back." It had been the second morning since the night of the feast, and Morin's breath had never appeared in the sky above Locklac. Thinking about the information to be checked in the library, and perhaps there was a way to stop the war, Feng Chen's whole person was extremely anxious. Today's dragon whisperer is like a hungry young beast, staring at the tender meat not far away, but suffering from being chained around his neck, unable to touch it slightly, "There is a unique sense among dragon whisperers, if he really goes and returns, I will be the first to notice." ”

On the night of the banquet, Feng Chen still did not track the trace of the chief deacon. Morin's bracelet seemed to be the product of some kind of primeval technology, and the white light and noise emitted instantly obscured everything around him, and seemed to make Feng Chen's thinking stop for a moment. By the time the interference dissipated, the place had long since lost the figure of the defector, and the dog dragon that was riding when the dust was sealed away disappeared along with it.

The young dragon whisperer chased the trail for several kilometers, trying to make a bit of a commotion in the hunting grounds, hoping that the passing hunting ships would notice the anomalies in the blind spot, but unsurprisingly to little avail. Feng Chen's best knowledge is that Morin walks in the hunting ground full of monsters with a dragon cavity, and there are as many ways to evade tracking. Missing the best time to round up, even if the dust can successfully entangle the hunters within tens of kilometers nearby, it is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

At that time, the sky was getting brighter, and if he was caught by a patrolling hunting ship and stepped into the hunting ground without permission, he was afraid that he would cause more trouble. He had to give up tracking for the time being, and managed to sneak back to the camp the same way he came, but he didn't want to wait for him in the camp with a group of well-armored and ready companions.

"What if you notice it? Are you still running away by yourself like the night before? You don't know how anxious we were when we learned that you slipped away alone......" The head of the regiment pouted and said angrily, "Even if you find something, you should at least inform everyone." ”

Xiaomei Ke hid aside, heard this, and buried her head deep in the crook of her arm. That night, he was the first to notice that Sealing Dust was acting differently, but when Mera Lu woke up and remembered to wake up the people of the Little Hunting Group, it was already nearly an hour later. Meralou's nature was wrong, and he was blamed by the head of the regiment and the master.

"I got a few kilometers closer before I realized it was Morin." Feng Chen defended, "You haven't seen him, the current chief deacon is a complete madman, I won't let everyone face his ...... with me"

"What if you go alone?" Xiong Fuji sneered, "You've done your best to come back alive, right?" ”

"Big Bear......" Jia Xiao glared at his companion, but the worry in his eyes was the same as that of a spearman. Even if you don't want to think about it, the two-year career of a Shadow Hunter is like a moat, between the dust and the small hunting group. Although I don't want to admit it, the dust that has returned from the underground world is indeed much stranger than in my memory. Today's dragon whisperers are obstinate, unwilling to even communicate with their companions, and behave more like a lone wolf, which was completely unimaginable two years ago. Although Feng Dust has returned to the small hunting group, it can only be gradually bridged by time if he can truly accept each other with his companions as usual.

"Do you think it's wise to hide it from us?" Qin Shui said earnestly, "Let those guys from the Hunters' Guild know that you have been in contact with Morin alone, and they may let you go back to the union prison again, and the next time it won't be a month, maybe a year, maybe until you catch Morin." You still have the dying trust of the cologne, is that what you want? We've just brought you back, and we don't want to lose you again, either way. ”

Feng Chen was about to say something, but when he heard a rush of footsteps outside the camp, someone was hurrying close to the camp where the small hunting group was located. The young people's expressions tightened, and the little head hurriedly made a silent gesture, dodged with Feng Chen, hid left and right beside the tent door, and asked in a false voice, "Everyone...... Isn't anyone going to leak the news to the Hunters' Guild? ”

"We're not stupid." Xiao Yang pouted. Feng Chen's identity is sensitive, coupled with his special ability, even if he doesn't meet Morin, just entering the hunting ground to wander around, it may become an excuse for the Guild Knights to come to the door: "Besides, none of us have been out of the camp in the past two days, God knows how the Guild got the news." ”

The cat turned her ears sideways, listened carefully, and suddenly changed from surprise to joy: "This footstep sound...... It's the voices of Master Anfei and Master Luo! ”

"The instructor is back!" Feng Chen's eyes lit up, he lifted the curtain and rushed towards the outside of the camp.

The Black Star Twins were in a hurry, and it seemed that they had been speeding all the way here since they got off the airship. Under the wind and sand of Locklac's autumn, the two iconic black coats were already dusty: "Thank God, everyone is fine......" Master Luo greeted the dust, probed the young man's body left and right, and confirmed that there were no external injuries, before he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The two of us are not far from Locklac, and after receiving your summons, we rushed over as quickly as possible." ”

Amphines stood at Master Luo's feet, and after a little more than a month, old Ailu looked much older than the last time they met. It is still unknown whether the heavy dark wounds on the orc will heal, but under the double pressure of war and Morin, the two of them have become more and more busy these days. Feng Chen looked at the tired look on Amphinis's face, thinking of his wayward behavior in the ruins hunting ground, and a word of apology stuck in his throat, but he still swallowed it for the time being.

"Morin didn't seem to mean to hurt me, and he didn't do anything to me the whole time." The Dragon Whisperer said widely. Although the chief deacon had repeatedly emphasized the importance of the dust-sealed dragon cavity to the hunter world, the young man did not feel that Morin still had that level of goodwill today. He secretly speculated that similar to the attraction of the ancient dragon species to him, there may also be some kind of attraction between dragon whisperers, which makes it difficult for the same kind to hurt each other, which may be the reason why he repeatedly let himself go.

"This is not the place to talk." Amphinis waved his hand and led the way into the tent, "Tell me everything you did when you met that guy, and don't miss a single detail." ”

After a quarter of an hour, Feng Chen finally licked his lips with a dry mouth, and drank the tea in the cup: "In short, Mo Lin wanted me to give up the idea of stopping the war, but he still underestimated my determination far from it. ”

Flow, in behavior, is more like a lone wolf, which was completely unimaginable two years ago. Although Feng Dust has returned to the small hunting group, it can only be gradually bridged by time if he can truly accept each other with his companions as usual.

"Do you think it's wise to hide it from us?" Qin Shui said earnestly, "Let those guys from the Hunters' Guild know that you have been in contact with Morin alone, and they may let you go back to the union prison again, and the next time it won't be a month, maybe a year, maybe until you catch Morin." You still have the dying trust of the cologne, is that what you want? We've just brought you back, and we don't want to lose you again, either way. ”

Feng Chen was about to say something, but when he heard a rush of footsteps outside the camp, someone was hurrying close to the camp where the small hunting group was located. The young people's expressions tightened, and the little head hurriedly made a silent gesture, dodged with Feng Chen, hid left and right beside the tent door, and asked in a false voice, "Everyone...... Isn't anyone going to leak the news to the Hunters' Guild? ”

"We're not stupid." Xiao Yang pouted. Feng Chen's identity is sensitive, coupled with his special ability, even if he doesn't meet Morin, just entering the hunting ground to wander around, it may become an excuse for the Guild Knights to come to the door: "Besides, none of us have been out of the camp in the past two days, God knows how the Guild got the news." ”

The cat turned her ears sideways, listened carefully, and suddenly changed from surprise to joy: "This footstep sound...... It's the voices of Master Anfei and Master Luo! ”

"The instructor is back!" Feng Chen's eyes lit up, he lifted the curtain and rushed towards the outside of the camp.

The Black Star Twins were in a hurry, and it seemed that they had been speeding all the way here since they got off the airship. Under the wind and sand of Locklac's autumn, the two iconic black coats were already dusty: "Thank God, everyone is fine......" Master Luo greeted the dust, probed the young man's body left and right, and confirmed that there were no external injuries, before he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The two of us are not far from Locklac, and after receiving your summons, we rushed over as quickly as possible." ”

Amphines stood at Master Luo's feet, and after a little more than a month, old Ailu looked much older than the last time they met. It is still unknown whether the heavy dark wounds on the orc will heal, but under the double pressure of war and Morin, the two of them have become more and more busy these days. Feng Chen looked at the tired look on Amphinis's face, thinking of his wayward behavior in the ruins hunting ground, and a word of apology stuck in his throat, but he still swallowed it for the time being.

"Morin didn't seem to mean to hurt me, and he didn't do anything to me the whole time." The Dragon Whisperer said widely. Although the chief deacon had repeatedly emphasized the importance of the dust-sealed dragon cavity to the hunter world, the young man did not feel that Morin still had that level of goodwill today. He secretly speculated that similar to the attraction of the ancient dragon species to him, there may also be some kind of attraction between dragon whisperers, which makes it difficult for the same kind to hurt each other, which may be the reason why he repeatedly let himself go.

"This is not the place to talk." Amphinis waved his hand and led the way into the tent, "Tell me everything you did when you met that guy, and don't miss a single detail." ”

After a quarter of an hour, Feng Chen finally licked his lips with a dry mouth, and drank the tea in the cup: "In short, Mo Lin wanted me to give up the idea of stopping the war, but he still underestimated my determination far from it. ”