But the fanged boar was unwilling to be drowned alive, it didn't let Ye Feng's plan succeed, shaking its body more than two meters long, struggling violently, splashing the stream like rain, and the miserable howl was continuous. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The fanged boar struggled desperately, and the blood in Ye Feng's body was surging, like a monstrous wave, and the corners of his mouth were sweet, and he was about to spurt blood.

Bang Bang Bang ..... At this time, the tail of the fanged boar also kept whipping Ye Feng's back, the blood stained Ye Feng's clothes red, and the painful Ye Feng was about to let go of his hand, his face was twisted, how painful!

I don't know if it was water or sweat running down his face, his hands gradually loosened, and the fanged boar struggled more and more fiercely.

Hum hum hum .....

Ye Feng knew that this was the fanged boar making the last struggle, as long as he survived, he would be the final winner, and he shouted in his heart: "I can't lose!

Ye Feng endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth, and used all his strength to feed, pressing the fanged boar's pair of fangs tightly, and he was not at ease and pressed his upper body on the boar's head, pressing its head into the water, not giving it any chance to breathe.

Ye Feng gritted his teeth, the muscles on his face tightened, and his mouth screamed: "Ahh.....h

Finally, I don't know how long it took, the sunlight in the woods was no longer visible, and it gradually dimmed, and the fanged boar's struggle gradually weakened, getting weaker and weaker, and after ten minutes or so, it completely stopped.

Ye Feng was not at ease, he had always been cautious, and pressed it for more than ten minutes, feeling that the fanged boar under him had become cold, Ye Feng knew that it was dead before he took the fanged boar off to the shore, "Huhu....", he panted roughly.

At this time, there was no sunlight in the mountain forest, it was even darker, and from time to time there was the cry of a fierce beast, Ye Feng was worried about the infestation of other fierce beasts, and he couldn't care about recovering his tired body, so he dragged the fanged boar to the outside, he was reluctant to leave this boar here, it was a sum of silver for nothing.

During the period of quenching the body, the body urgently needs a lot of nutrients to suppress the continuous destruction and rebirth of the body, and what is the source of nutrition? Naturally, it is the meat that is also tempered by spiritual power, and animal meat is undoubtedly the best choice.

Therefore, whether it was the flesh of a demon beast or a fierce beast, it was warmly welcomed by the cultivators, and other materials on the beast's body were also very useful, such as the pair of tusks on the head of the fanged boar in front of Ye Feng's eyes were the materials for the refining weapon of the Ming Weapon Master.

After a long day's effort, Ye Feng finally dragged the fanged boar to the slum without any danger, and he walked to a beast buyback to prepare to sell the fanged boar.

This move caused a commotion among the poor people wandering on the road: "Look, tomorrow is the deadline given to Ye Feng by Scar Saburo, and this Ye Feng doesn't know that he has never found a boar, it seems that he is selling it to make money."

Another humane: "Even if he sells this boar, the money will not be enough, I don't think he will be able to escape a beating tomorrow, Scar Saburo's face is not someone who wants to challenge it?"

"Is this really the case?" There are also people who are very puzzled in their hearts, with an incomprehensible expression.

Ye Feng ignored them, he knew that the people here had no goal in life, and they had to get by, so they liked to watch the excitement and seek their poor 'spiritual victory method'.

With a pop, Ye Feng threw the fanged mountain boar into a shop called 'Zhangjia Beast Material Acquisition Office', and shouted, "Boss, the goods are sold."

"Zhangjia Beast Material Acquisition Office" This shop is not a shop in the slums, but a branch of the wealthy Zhangjia in Nanshui City to purchase animal materials, because the slum is close to Yanzi Mountain, from time to time people go into the mountains to hunt beasts, Zhang's family has set up a branch here.

And in the slums, there is only this shop that buys beast materials, which is not to say that no one in the slum sees this opportunity to get rich, but the Zhang family is domineering and does not let the people here open a shop here.

I remember that there was a family in the slum that did not believe in evil and opened a shop for the purchase of beast materials, and the ribbon was cut on the first morning, and when his family was still proud, he was smashed by the person in charge of the 'Zhangjia Beast Material Acquisition Office', and the family was even broken legs.

Since then, no one in the slum has dared to open a second store of the same kind, and this business has always been occupied by the Zhang family.

"Coming", at this time, a tall, thin middle-aged man came out of the room at the back of the store, and after taking a look at Ye Feng, he stared at the fanged boar on the ground, his name was Bu Xiaoqi, and he was nicknamed 'Dead Buckle'.

"Is there a fanged mountain boar in a third-level beast?", his eyes lit up, but he lowered his head and was not seen by Ye Feng.

Bu Xiaoqi kept looking at the fanged boar's body, and said seriously: "This fanged boar is just average, with short limbs, and the fur is worn in many places, so I'll buy it for 5,000 yuan."

Ye Feng scolded his ancestors for the eighteenth generation in his heart: "No wonder he is called 'dead button' Bu Xiaoqi, he is so fucking stingy."

"Is it average? This fanged boar is more than two meters long, and it is also called average? And the limbs are short, which boar is not short limbs? Depend! The fur is worn in many places, I rely on you to eat meat or fur?"

Ye Feng was unhappy, but he still tried his best to suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart and said: "I said Boss Xie, my fanged boar is not small, even if it is not super large, but it is still large, and which boar is not short limbs?

"If it's less than six thousand yuan, it won't be sold!", Ye Feng gave his own reserve price, which he calculated after some calculations, he had worked outside since he was a child, and he also worked in a restaurant to know the approximate price of their animal meat.

"Impossible! at most five thousand and one hundred yuan!", Bu Xiaoqi looked like you don't agree to pull it down, anyway, this is his family's acquisition, he has some calculations in his heart, he did this before, but today he met Ye Feng.

"Five thousand nine!", Ye Feng is trying, although it seems to be a few hundred yuan, but for him who has suffered since he was a child, this is a lot of money, when he was young, it was not too much to spend a month in order to earn some money.

"Five thousand two!", Bu Xiaoqi said, he also wanted to lower the price, so that he could get more commissions.

"Five thousand eight!", Ye Feng was not to be outdone, this is money, one hundred more can buy more food for the children in the orphanage, the children there are too bitter He knows, he came out of there, how can he not understand.

"Five Thousand Three",

"Five Thousand Seven"

....

"Five thousand five! if you don't sell it, forget it", Bu Xiaoqi gave the final price, which he had already pressed very low, the meat quality of the boar was very good, and he knew that the fanged boar was very out of stock.

Ye Feng knew that it was impossible to raise the price again, so he had to reply: "Five thousand and a half is fine, I have to cut two catties of meat and go back to taste it, otherwise I won't sell it anymore!", Ye Feng made the final effort.

He has always been greedy for beast meat, but the price is too expensive, and he doesn't eat a lot, usually on his or Li Hu's birthday, he only eats some at his expense, and today since he hunted the fanged boar, how can he have a reason not to treat himself, his injuries still hurt?

Bu Xiaoqi thought about it for a while and said, "Okay, I'll treat you to eat at my expense."

Ye Feng scolded in his heart: "I still don't know how much you have earned this time, no wonder I am not ashamed to be called 'dead deduction'!"

After the transfer, Ye Feng took away two catties of beast meat and returned to his nest, with a smile on his face, and his mouth said: "Five thousand and a half is equivalent to my previous two months' salary, no wonder many people are doing this business - hunting beasts!" Ye Feng began to have an idea about hunting beasts.

In the evening, Ye Feng sat on the bench, a piece of cooked beast meat in his hand, and ate it in a big gulp, feeling delicious in his heart.

"It's delicious, it's really worthy of beast meat, the meat is tender and delicious, and there is a trace of spiritual power, which can temper the body."

"No wonder people from rich families eat animal meat for meals, it turns out that there are such great benefits, but it's a pity that I don't have money, otherwise let alone animal meat, even if it's a medicinal pill, you can eat it!"

"By the way, how did I forget it, maybe it has an elixir in it?"

Only then did Ye Feng remember that he buried the skeleton and ordered the "benefit fee" - the space ring.

(To be continued)