"You like to be a hunter, more than I do, or even a dust boy, I can see it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoWhatever this temporary job can give you, I'm sure it's not what you want. ”

"So, no matter what situation you're in, I hope you'll be freed as soon as possible and return to the hunting ground as you hope." Feng Manyun was moving in the dark alleys, and all that echoed in his mind were Lu Xiu's words before.

The two talked about something later, and the young man in white was already a little vague. He only described Lu Xiu's vivid description of the first poisonous bird he killed at the challenge sacrifice, and the details of the battle in the thick fog, but he couldn't remember any of them. Perhaps it was alcohol that numbed his perception, or perhaps he was afraid that he would regain interest in such a dangerous and exciting life as a hunter, so he deliberately chose to turn a deaf ear. He just insisted on a second ale, then a third, and the two of them drank from near sunset until late into the night. Until the end, Feng Manyun couldn't even hear Lu Xiu's voice, and could only see a deformed and exaggerated figure gesturing excitedly in front of him.

There is always an end to drinking and talking, even if there is no curfew in a large city like Jin Yu City, but Feng Manyun still has work on the second day, so he can only say goodbye. He refused the kindness of his fellow villagers to send him home, and walked alone through several alleys to his residence.

The moon is extremely round, and nocturnal crows hovering at the height of a two-story building, one of the few flying animals that can still be seen in the city. There are airships cruising near the city all year round, and it has not been a long time since I have seen a high-level flying dragon species in the air within a hundred kilometers, and the invisible shield is shrouded in the perimeter of Golden Feather City, so that the people in the city can hardly feel it, just in the dense forest dozens of kilometers away, at this moment is when all kinds of native nocturnal predators are most active.

Everything was as peaceful and quiet as the City Lord's Mansion and the Hunters' Guild had created.

Feng Manyun shuddered, and the wine evaporated from the cold sweat.

The two people behind him had already followed him down the street.

Is the ale a mistake? No, he preferred to believe that after being out of the hunting ground for too long, his instincts had degraded to the point where they were unattainable. In the days when he could be torn and chewed by the submersible dragon that emerged from under the ground at any time in the thundering sand sea, his alertness and anticipation were the best among his companions. Old Jack jokingly called him "rookie luck", but these instincts saved him and his predecessors more than once.

As Feng Manyun turned another deserted alley, the footsteps of the two people behind him followed faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, the distance from nearly fifty meters to less than ten meters was pulled. The young man looked behind him with his peripheral vision, and the other party was two sturdy men, although they were dressed in civilian clothes, but the weapons in their hands shone in the moonlight, and the hostility was already self-evident.

The young man in white subconsciously grabbed his back, but he was empty. The Taidao, who is always in his body, is of little use in such work. In fact, the standard hunting equipment issued to them was a defective product, and it could only be polished to cope with the inspection of the high-level, and Feng Manyun couldn't wait to take it off as soon as he got off work, let alone carry it with him.

"Hey, that guy up front? Your name is Feng Manyun, right? One of the narrow-shouldered men raised his hand, "Turning back to speak." ”

The young man suppressed the apprehension in his heart, stood still, and tried not to make himself look drunk: "What to seal...... Cloud? I don't call it by that name. ”

Now is not the time to be a hero, and to deal with the malice of two strong men unarmed when he is in a state of confusion is certainly not a teenager's strong point. The group of criminals and liars in the Western Military Department had taught him a lot of tips for acting carefully and protecting himself, and they were finally subconsciously used at this moment.

"We ...... With the wrong person? The other, a slightly shorter, chest-bled man, asked his companion suspiciously. By the moonlight, he could see that the confusion and confusion on the young man's face did not seem to be fake, and the drunkenness made Feng Manyun's acting skills, which were only five points, soar to seven or eight points that were credible.

"Drink ——!" Before the two could react, the young man in white decisively threw out his arms and rushed towards each other. The distance of five or six meters was fleeting, and taking advantage of their hesitation, Feng Manyun grabbed the wrist holding the knife with the narrow shoulder for the first time.

"If you take a knife, you still have a chance." Now is no longer the time to question where the other person belongs and why, the most important thing is to be able to earn a living. He threw himself into the arms of his narrow shoulders, grabbed his knife-holding arm with one hand, and slammed the other hand on his wrist to knock the handle off the palm of his hand.

"You dare!" Fleeting hesitation turned into anger, Narrow Shoulders never thought that this half-sized boy had such thoughts, he held the knife tightly, and kept tearing with the young man.

Feng Manyun, who knew that his fate was tied to this, also said that he would not let go of anything, his feet kept changing directions, using the opponent's body to block the route of the short man's support, and he still had enough strength to grab the knife in his hand. But under the influence of ale, even if Feng Manyun poured blood and qi all over his body, he couldn't raise three points of strength on weekdays, but the dizziness surged up wave after wave, making him almost unable to stand.

"Die!" The narrow shoulders suddenly became chaotic, his right foot was raised high, and he kicked Feng Manyun's lower abdomen violently, leaving a clear shoe mark on the belly of the young man in white. The boy was kicked out with a sudden kick, staggered back to the wall next to the alley, his stomach churned, and he spat out a large gulp of wine with a "wow".

"That's him, up!" The short man flicked his knife and took the lead in swinging it towards Feng Manyun. The two of them were not holding the hunter's standard equipment, but a strange thin-edged knife that was longer than an ordinary one-handed sword, but nearly half as short as a taidao. Such a guy doesn't look like it's used to hunt monsters, but it's specifically used to cut people.

Feng Manyun vomited a sip of wine, although his stomach was still cramping, but his spirit was much clearer. He dodged the two slashes in disarray, made a somewhat distorted tumbling motion, and got up and ran towards the other end of the alley. But the young man in white still overestimated his drunken physical strength, and before he could take two steps, he felt his heart suffocated, his feet went soft, and he fell on the debris piled up on the side of the alley.

"Boom, la-la-......" wooden boxes and planks were scattered all over the floor, and the sound was a little harsh in the quiet of the night. Feng Manyun turned over with difficulty, and the two mysterious visitors had already aimed their blades at him left and right.

"Little bastard...... "Narrow shoulders gritted his teeth and stepped on the boy's chest, "What's the use of running?" Wouldn't it be better to die obediently? ”

"Who are you?" Feng Manyun blinked vigorously to reduce the Venus in front of him, and his hand groped secretly under him, holding a wooden stick that fit well.

"Really?" The short man smiled strangely, "Do you want to ask now?" When you die, ask the Hunter Ancestors, it will save you some effort. ”

"Really? You're hunters too......" The boy was so hard to breathe from the pressure of the feet on his chest that he couldn't even speak, but his consciousness worked very clearly.

"Be careful when you speak!" As if he had guessed correctly, his narrow shoulders were a little irritated and patted his companion's back with the blade of the knife, and whispered, "This kid is very ghostly, do you want him to shake out the old bottom?" ”

"You don't want to kill me......" The young man propped up the ground with his other hand, ready to step forward, "You were hired by the 'Little Market'. He laughed as he spoke, "It turns out that hunters really deal with those subordinates...... Why, in the off-season of hunting, are all the monsters outside dead? ”

"Smack!" The narrow shoulder slapped the boy in the face with the hilt of the knife, and there was a clearly visible knife mark on the rapidly swollen half of his face.

"If the plan changes, let's kill him." The short man's eyes were sharp, and as if he had made up his mind, he whispered to his companion, "Otherwise, there will be trouble." ”

Narrow shoulders muttered in embarrassment for a long time: "But ......"

"It's nothing, the people who came out of the Xishu Division, who are not bastards, have all become bastards, what does it matter if you kill one or two?" The short man encouraged, "Maybe the boss will be happy, and even we will have the money to change the new equipment." ”

"Horn!" How could Feng Manyun let people decide their fate in just a few words, and a crisp stick hit the young man's leg with a narrow shoulder. The narrow shoulders reflexively shrunk their legs, allowing the boy to emerge from the gap.

The inferior stick broke in response, leaving only the second half in the hand of the young man in white, and he held the stick against his back, crouched down, and poked straight at the man's fragile crotch.

"Hey!" The narrow shoulders let go of the attacking stick, but they collided with their companions, and the two of them froze, and they escaped a few meters away for Feng Manyun.

"Chase!" The short man pushed away his companion in front of him, and chased after him with his legs, his arms rounded, and his sword arced in the moonlight, and he swirled low towards the boy.

Feng Manyun only felt the wind in the back of his head, and involuntarily lowered his head. The drunken dizziness came up untimely, making his head seem to be more than ten times heavier in an instant, dragging his shoulders and body to his knees uncontrollably.

"It's a nasty little ghost, let's pick out the big tendons first......" muttered the narrow shoulders that caught up, and the blade was raised high.

"Die at the hands of a despicable hunter like Hard...... "It's hard to bring it up anymore when the anger is discharged, Feng Manyun's face is pressed against the cold ground, and he spits out a mouthful of wine that even makes him nauseous, "It's the most boring way to die I can think of." ”

"Hey! Stop it! A young voice suddenly sounded in Feng Manyun's head.

"So...... I will hear the phantom sound before I die, old Jack didn't lie to me. The young man in white laughed relaxedly, and the sourness in his heart flashed, "I really want to go back to Xishu, even if I sleep on that kind of sand-covered bed......"

He waited for a few seconds, the expected blade not slicing across his body.

After a chaotic fluttering sound, accompanied by the thud of flesh and blood, the two swaggering hunters screamed in unison.

"Fuck off! Damn it...... Are these birds crazy? "Narrow shoulders waved the war knife in vain, and the blade whined, but did not hit anything.

Feng Manyun Fox straightened his body suspiciously, raised his head to take a look, but was frightened by a night crow that flew rapidly and fell down again.

In the night sky of the alley, dozens of crows chirped fiercely, surrounding the two hunters. As if they had seen prey or predators, they automatically formed a flowing circle, whirling in the middle of the wounder. Ignoring its own pain, the fist-sized blackbird slammed into the two of them, leaving deep pecking marks on them with its sharp beak.

"Where did they come from?" The two hunters panicked, and although these little birds were not large, they hurt badly when they bited. They weren't wearing hunting suits, their civilian clothes were torn and torn in just a few clicks, and the short shirtless man had several bloody holes pecked out of his chest and abdomen. However, compared to the injuries on their bodies, this strange scene caused them more fear in their hearts, although the hunters had faced many vicious monsters, but they were attacked by crows everywhere in the city to this kind of field, this is still the only time in their lives, "Is this kid doing the ghost?" ”

Feng Manyun subconsciously retreated a few steps, away from this strange flock of birds. His eyes looked to the end of the alley, but by the moonlight, he saw a figure that had appeared there at some point.

The black figure sprinted, his slightly wide cloak unfurling, and his hood flipped back, revealing a head of unkempt hair. It wasn't until the other party ran close that Feng Manyun realized that the person was about the same age as himself.

"Put down the knife." The young man commanded, his eyes fixed on the two panicked hunters. A few of the crows had died in the confusion, but the rest hovered around them two or three meters away, as if they had been ordered to do so. Feng Manyun blinked, and then he was sure that the other party's mouth had never opened and closed, and the sound did not come from his mouth.

"You...... Who are you? The short man's Adam's apple moved up and down, and fear was already evident in his tone, "What kind of witchcraft?" ”

"Peck him!" A snort also came from the distant air, and the crows that were about to move flew a few meters into the distance, leaving a distance for sprinting.

"Wait!" The knife in the narrow shoulder hand fell to the ground with a "dang long" sound, "Stop your hexery, let's leave!" ”

"It's too late...... the black-clad young man's voice fluctuated, but the crow had already followed his mind and rushed straight to the two miserable guys.

"Hell!" The terrible cry and the scattered feathers finally frightened the two of them, and they pulled their companions with their narrow shoulders, used his body as a shield, and rushed out of the crows with their heads down. The crows swooped into the air, hovering in the air, suddenly changing formation and chasing after the two in the distance.

Feng Manyun's eyes remained unblinking until the birds and the two hunters disappeared on the other side of the alley. He slowly turned his head and asked the black-clothed young man who was standing, "Am I dead?" Or did you really drink too much? ”