Feng Manyun's eyelids moved. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The dream lasted so long that the hunter in white could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion. In his sleep, the hunter seemed to have experienced the catastrophe of the whole world, first a storm that covered the sky, then a strong earthquake, a bitter cold that seemed to last for a century, and in the blink of an eye, lightning and hail fell in unison. The boy is like a flat boat floating in the boundless ocean, which has about to capsize into the waves several times, but miraculously rushes out.

The hunter's will is like a spectator, looking down on everything he has experienced from the perspective of a hunter. This abnormal coma was by no means the result of a simple injury, but even the boy himself did not know what was happening on his body, so he could only watch quietly and wait for the next change.

"It must be Fengshan Long, that guy did something to himself." The first moment he woke up from a distant dream and regained consciousness, the white-clothed hunter thought so. In his mind, the pair of small eyes of the ancient dragon species still floated in front of him, making people feel uncomfortable that their whole body had been spied on.

Feng Manyun shook his head and drove Fengshan Dragon's eyes away from his consciousness. His fingertips and toes moved slightly, and little by little he regained control of his body. The hunter's eyes were tightly closed, and he tentatively opened a slit slightly, only to realize that he was in a sand cave, and the sunlight that penetrated through the narrow hole was not very dazzling.

"Goo-to-......" Feng Manyun moistened his throat with saliva, the sweet and salty taste of dry food in his mouth was mixed with a peculiar bitter taste, and the air was also full of fishy smell, "What are you doing...... Is everyone dead? ”

The boy sat up little by little, with his hands on the pergola, and by the faint light of the hole, he examined his body. The hunter's chest and abdomen had been bandaged, but the bandage was unpleasant. Having lost his sense of pain, he couldn't judge the exact extent of his injuries, but looking at the blood stains oozing from the bandages, his wounds should be far from closing.

Feng Manyun looked around, this was a small sheltered cave temporarily carved out under the sand dunes, the small hole could only accommodate two people to lie together, and the walls of the cave were full of dripping green liquid for some reason. He reached out and rubbed some of the gauntlets of the hunting suit and put them under his nose to smell them, and suddenly there was a fishy smell.

"Yo, you're awake." Xiong Fuji raised his hand, and Feng Manyun found that there was still a person kneeling in the shadows deep in the cave, "Sleep...... How did you sleep? ”

"Fuji ......" The young man in white recalled carefully, and then remembered that at Gu Long's feet, it was he and himself who were swept into the storm, "Are you still alive?" ”

"If you wake up a little later, maybe...... I'll treat you as if you're dead. Big Bear's tone was the same as usual, but his voice was a little weak, and his breath was uneven.

"How long have I fainted? How did we escape the storm? Little by little, his mind returned to his mind, and countless questions arose in an instant.

"Almost...... It's a day. Xiong Fuji's breathing began to become heavy, and the boy still cowered in the corner, refusing to take half a step even when he was answering with his companions.

"We've got to go back and find someone else!" The white-clothed hunter sat up on his knees, looking around for his weapon.

"Go yourself, I'...... I want to take a break first. ”

Feng Manyun finally found the knife half-buried in the sand in the corner of the wall. The young man hurriedly wiped the blade of the knife with his hand, and after the devastation of the storm, the weapon did not have obvious bumps, and the blade was still as smooth as ever: "Great......"

"Peng—"

After explaining the last sentence, Xiong Fuji's body pushed the golden mountain and fell down like a jade pillar, and fell down obliquely. The boy's side face hit the sand, and the hunting helmet sank deep into the sand.

"Fuji!" Only then did Feng Manyun notice the strangeness of his companion. He lowered his weapon and stepped forward in two steps, "What's wrong with you?" ”

It was only when he got closer to the big man that the one-star hunter could really see his state. The bear's hunting costume seemed to have been reforged by a crappy craftsman, and the entire outer armor was pitted, and there was no place to find a smooth place. At the joints and seams of the hunting suit, dark red blood gushed out of it, and although it was not fast, it showed no signs of stopping. Xiong Buji's face was unusually pale due to blood loss, his body temperature was even lower than that of Feng Manyun, who had just woken up, and his eyes were already white due to detachment.

"Hey! Cheer up! The white-clothed hunter patted him on the face and unfastened his breastplate. Xiong Fuji's wound had clearly been treated on his own, but the blood was soaked through the bandage, and the standard recovery agent could not stop the blood gushing at all, "Sandstorm...... Can you inflict such a wound......"

"It's not Fengshan Dragon," the stout young man squeezed out a smile, looked carefully at Manyun's concerned face, his lips trembled, and still pretended to be relaxed, "It's nothing, just a few...... Bugs only. ”

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"That's it." The sword hunter fastened the last bandage on his companion's body, and finally let go of his hanging heart. There was still a strange green color stuck to his hands, but the young man didn't care, "The wounds of the shield worm look scary, but most of them are skin wounds, if it were you, it would be closed in less than half a day...... Don't move! ”

Xiong Fuji lay down as he was told, still writhing irritably. After being forcibly poured a whole bottle of vitality potion, the hunter's spirit recovered slightly: "I knew I was going to smear these disgusting things on my body, I might as well bleed more......"

The body fluids of the shield insect are the medicine that neutralizes the poison of bleeding, and after listening to the words of his companion, Feng Manyun, who has lived in the sand sea for a long time, immediately found a solution. Poor bear Fuji trampled on a lot of strange insects while fighting them, and he actually bled for hours in vain guarding the antidote.

"It's better to survive than anything else." The young man patted Xiong Fuji on the shoulder, "As long as the bleeding stops, the external injuries are secondary, and there are dozens of bruises on your body, and they have to be dealt with one by one - how did you get besieged by so many shield insects?" ”

"When I dug this hole, I didn't think about digging any escape routes." Big Bear said angrily, "This hole is so big, where else can I hide?" ”

"Those guys don't eat people, you have a tower shield to protect yourself, wouldn't it be good to run farther away......" Feng Manyun stopped his mouth and subconsciously looked at the shield where he was lying.

The impact force of the shield insect can make the average low-level terrestrial species smell and change, and the teenager has even watched hundreds of them, and they have killed a nearly two-meter-tall ankylosaurus alive. This kind of small insect has an extremely strong temperament, even if it is just for revenge, it can continuously attack the enemy for dozens of minutes. It's hard to imagine how Xiong Fuji managed to survive a stormy siege for so long – and all because of himself.

"Thank you." The young man in white who figured out the joints said in a loud voice, looking at his companion whose eyelids were sinking because of the surge of medicinal intent and fatigue, "It's hard work, I'll keep the rest of the time." ”