Chapter Eighty-Five: Reality Is Not Fiction

When Mu Chengfeng said that he was being kicked around like a ball, the girls' breathing was a little stagnant, and they were deeply worried about Mu Chengfeng.

Xiaoqing Warcraft has a good intelligence, but they have a bad habit of playing with their prey, many times they don't kill the prey directly, but will choose to put the prey in the palm of their hands to play with it, until they have enough fun, they will choose to kill the prey. However, Xiaoqing Warcraft generally won't miss.

Mu Chengfeng, who was kicked and flew up, saw the opportunity to reluctantly change his posture in the air when the Xiaoqing Demon Beast chased after him, and aimed his sword at the Xiaoqing Demon Beast. With the strength of the collision, Mu Chengfeng was pushed far away.

But apparently this was also within the scope of his plan, and it was with this real feeling that his heart was resettled, and when he floated in the sky, his heart trembled violently.

Mu Chengfeng knew that he was not the opponent of the Xiaoqing Demon Beast now, but when he looked around, except for a few sparse mutated trees, the surrounding vision was open, and in this case, it was easy for the Xiaoqing Demon Beast to catch up with him.

So he cut off the idea of escaping and chose to fight to the death with the Xiaoqing Demon Beast.

Fighting to the death does not mean that you have to be a reckless man who has lost his mind, which looks fierce but is actually closer to death. The output is all about roaring? That's meaningless that can only appear in fiction. Fighting will not be because of whose voice is louder, who does not have to die, when you shout loudly, you are actually giving up thinking, and fighting without thought will only be full of flaws and be slaughtered.

Of course, Mu Chengfeng would not do this, in fact, he understood very well, perceiving, observing, and thinking that is the magic weapon to win the battle. You say you can drop ten times with one force, but smart people can make a thousand pounds in battle. You can't always meet an opponent who is weaker than you, reality is not fiction, it is not a place where you say you want to do whatever you want.

Carefully observing the movements of the Xiaoqing Demon Beast, Mu Chengfeng walked step after foot, dodging left and right and trying to avoid the attack of the Xiaoqing Demon Beast. The attack speed of the Xiaoqing Demon Beast is very fast, and it is not able to completely cope with it by relying only on the snakeskin position of Mu Chengfeng's self-cultivation. During this period, the giant sword and the claws of the Xiaoqing Demon Beast touched a lot of burning sparks.

In the process of dodging, Mu Chengfeng's physical strength continued to decline, but he was gradually adapting to the attack of Xiaoqing Demonic Beast, Xiaoqing Demonic Beast had not yet figured out the seriousness of the matter at this time, and the super adaptability and learning ability of human beings was not comparable to these guys, nor was it something that these guys could imagine. Even if this guy is smarter, it is compared to other demonic beasts, they will never learn the ability of humans to deal with crises without interaction.

A backward jump dodged the claws, followed by a heavy slash.

Post-jump slash! Basic and practical.

A blood stain was engraved on the little demonic beast's claws, and the attack hit the weak spot between the fingers, and the three-meter-tall guy shook the bloody claws in pain for the first time.

This kind of attack is not fatal, but it arouses the anger of the Xiaoqing Demon Beast, just like a cat playing with mice, suddenly bitten on the face by a mouse, a person who fights eagles every day, suddenly pecked by an eagle, unforgivable, unforgivable.

Anger filled the brain of the little Qing Demon Beast, making it lose its judgment of the next situation, but Mu Chengfeng had already adapted to this guy's attack.

Whenever the Xiaoqing Demon Beast rushed up, Mu Chengfeng would dodge it in advance, and even Mu Chengfeng would lightly turn to his back when the Xiaoqing Demon Beast attacked, and put a sword on the guy's leg joint.

The continuous output of soul stone energy made Mu Chengfeng's physical strength deplete quickly, but the results he achieved were getting richer and richer. Finally, under a powerful attack, the joints of the Xiaoqing Demon Beast broke in response. The little Qing Demon Beast with a broken joint no longer has a way to pose too much of a threat to Mu Chengfeng, and it is only a matter of time before he kills this guy next.

"Well, it's worthy of the master, the master is so powerful......" Speaking of this, the little white finch applauded happily, just now I was worried that the master would be in danger, and in a blink of an eye, the little Qing Demon Beast had been knocked down by the master.

"But how could things be so simple, otherwise I wouldn't have almost died in that hunt." Mu Chengfeng smiled bitterly, and then took off the clothes on his upper body.

Yu Lan and the double ponytail hurriedly covered their eyes, and then the black eyeballs were exposed by the fingers.

"Oh my God, I'm dying, the perverted Mu Chengfeng is going to attack his cute sister......"

"Shut up!"

The head of the double ponytail was tilted again, which allowed the topic to continue......

Mu Chengfeng's chest was engraved with a long claw mark, which was the scar left when he defeated the Xiaoqing Demonic Beast.

Carefully stroking the scar on Mu Chengfeng's chest, the little white finch said distressedly: "Haven't they all been knocked down, how can the master still be injured?" ”

After putting together his clothes and recovering the wound from the sight of several girls, Mu Chengfeng continued: "The hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, this is also a reminder to you, when crusading against demonic beasts, you must learn to mend the knife. ”

Patch the knife? Thinking about the scar on Mu Chengfeng's chest, the two little ones took this advice to heart.

This injury was completely caused by Mu Chengfeng's carelessness, Xiaoqing Demon Beast had already been knocked down by Mu Chengfeng, but just when he wanted to step forward to dig the soul stone, he was hit on the chest by Xiao Qing Demon Beast with a claw, fortunately Mu Chengfeng was alert, and when the claw attacked, he jumped back half a step so that he was not directly scratched half of his body.

But that long claw mark was forever engraved on Mu Chengfeng's body.

It was also after the fight that Mu Chengfeng finally learned to mend the knife, and it was a careful mending knife, not giving the enemy any chance to take advantage of. Only after repeatedly whipping the corpse and completely confirming that the enemy is dead, will Mu Chengfeng consider looting his own loot.

No one is born cautious, behind all caution there is a bloody and unknown tragic past, and prudence does not necessarily mean cowardice.

Therefore, Mu Chengfeng also wanted to tell these two guys about his experience, especially the double ponytail, she was always worried and reassuring. If this guy is hurt because he is too careless, he must be unhappy because he has not fulfilled his due obligations.

And the biggest protection for the double ponytail is to let her know that you should never let down your guard against danger at any time, because danger can happen at any moment in your life.

(It's another unpretentious day, how I hope that the audience grandpas who clicked on my books can leave comments below, even if it's to scold the author...... )