The tarantula is ferocious, and the tarantula that turns into a demon is even more ferocious. The soft body is no longer a weak point, and the fluff forms a protective layer, like armor, which firmly guards the tarantula's skin underneath.

The tarantula is ferocious, and the angry Wen Chuanting is even more ferocious, after discovering that Dugu can peck the spider silk monkey, he has no scruples, and the ruler-long sword qi is raging, cutting off the spider legs one by one, dodging the spider silk that sprays in, and taking the time to make up for a sword, and solve the tarantulas who have lost their balance.

Because of a mistake in judgment, Wen Chuanting suffered a minor injury, and Xiao Sheng paid the price of having his leg bone cut off in half. If the training fails, the troops will be injured, and this is the price of insufficient intelligence.

Who would have thought that spiders, which have always been soft and unprotected, and can crush thousands of spiders with one foot, will have such unexpected changes after turning into demons, with huge bodies, flexible legs and feet, bounces beyond imagination, and even more annoying is to have a hard shell.

If it weren't for the sharp sword qi and Dugu's long beak of cutting gold and breaking weapons, this battle would have been seriously injured if he couldn't ask Chuanting.

This is not an exaggeration, as can be seen from the large and small wounds on the monkey's body, in addition to the sharp cut of the spider silk, there are also short wounds, which are the masterpieces of the barbs on the spider's legs.

The monkey squeaked and fell to the ground, gasping weakly, and after the rage, the red eyes returned to clarity, and the black and white eyeballs seemed to be tired, not turning endlessly, and the creaking teeth did not know whether it was pain or resentment towards the tarantula that hurt it.

Wen Chuanting touched his ear with his finger, and a hard blood scab wrapped the cut wound, and there was also a drop of clotted blood on the earlobe. Fingers swept over and stained a layer of blood red.

Dugu's soft head touched the earlobe, and it was comforting in this way. Bright eyes swept over the monkey lying on the ground, with a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

"It's okay, it's going to be stable for a few days. After checking the monkey's wounds, I don't know whether to comfort the monkey or relieve Dugu's nervousness.

If you talk about closeness, ask Chuanting to stand in the first place, Dugu opened his eyes and saw him first, and the monkey stood in second place, after all, it is the main force of hatching, and the breath on its body makes Dugu kind.

He took out the monkey wine and fed it to the monkey, ignoring the monkey's star, and found herbs, grinded them and dressed them on the monkey's wound.

After the small wound was treated, the only troublesome big wound remained, the leg bone was cut in half, and if you didn't pay attention to maintenance, the monkey's leg would be useless.

There is a question about Chuanting, of course, this leg can't be wasted like this, there is no medical condition, there is no needle and thread, this is difficult to ask Chuanting. Thick trees can be seen everywhere, choose one that looks tough, the wooden sword cuts the trunk, takes out a section of the heart, rubs his hands, and a thin needle with a woody fragrance appears.

Wen Chuanting tried his best to control the sword qi, spit out a trace slightly, and carved it carefully on the wooden needle. The wood is already fragile, and it is the same thickness and size as ordinary iron needles, and the toughness is even more unbearable.

Fine needles, as long as the toughness can penetrate the sebum, Wen Chuanting doesn't have time to quench and forge it, he can afford it, and the monkey can't afford it!

He also used his sword qi to make a small opening at the thick end, which was a needle, with a sharp point and an eye for the needle. The tip of the needle pricked his finger, there was some pain, and the tip of the needle was not broken, so he nodded with satisfaction.

Looking around, I found a broken spider silk on the grass, gently twisted it, and passed through the eye of the needle.

The needle is there, the thread is there, and Wen Chuanting looked at the monkey, "Bear with it, it will be done in a while, if you move around and can't be stitched, this leg will be finished, just like the tarantula whose leg was cut off by me, and you can't even walk." ”

Wen Chuanting raised his eyebrows and threatened, the monkey grinned his teeth, his head shook like a rattle, and he saw that Wen Chuanting looked over again before he made a move, and he didn't have a big mouth that closed his upper teeth, and his upper and lower eyelids were squeezed together, covering his eyeballs tightly.

Seeing that the monkey shrunk his shoulders and hid his neck inside, he didn't smile softly, urged the sword qi, and formed a sharp mang on the tip of the needle again, his fingers gently pinched the skin, and his right hand flashed, sewing the two broken pieces of skin together in an instant.

The hand stopped, and at this time, a fine bead of sweat appeared on the monkey's face, which instantly joined together and merged into a big bead of sweat, which slipped off Mao Gong's face.

Seeing that Wen Chuanting stood up, Dugu, who was always paying attention to the monkey, withdrew his gaze, and gently touched Wen Chuanting's cheek affectionately, as if thanking him for everything he had done for the monkey.

"You're nervous about it!" asked Chuanting to stroke the carving head with his fingers, and slipped the tip of the tail along Dugu's smooth back, in exchange for Dugu's affectionate touch again.

"This spider silk is tough, no less than a sharp weapon, if it is used, it is also a miracle weapon. His eyes swept over the half of the spider silk hanging on the eye of the needle, and he couldn't help but think in his heart, "It's a pity to use it like this, the spider silk is small, and it is not easy ......to carve the formation."

"Well, that's it!" Suddenly, his heart lit up, his frowning brows stretched, a bright smile rippled on his face, his eyes swept over the scattered spider silk, and his brows furrowed slightly, "All the spider silk is collected, and it is only a thumb-sized lump, if it is made into that ...... A little too little. ”

The silk of the six tarantulas hung haphazardly on the blades of grass, looking at a large piece of shiny, and the collection was only the size of a thumb, which was just a drop in the bucket for the demand for Wen Chuanting.

"Since there are tarantulas here, there are six of them as soon as they appear, and I think tarantulas will not be scarce here, as long as there are, they are not afraid of not being able to collect spider silk, and it just so happens that monkeys also need to cultivate. "Why don't you stay here for a while and collect enough spider silk?" ”

The decision has been made, and Wen Chuanting is not procrastinating, but collects the scattered spider silk. Then he chose a place to live, and took local materials, cut down wood and dried wood, and built a wooden house, and put the monkeys in it. A protective formation and a vigilance formation were arranged outside.

The formation is not strong, because the formation base is not strong enough, it is just ordinary mountains, rocks, grass and trees, and the blame is only for the small strength of others, and there is no collection of materials for the formation, and there is no treasure, so it can only make a living like this. Fortunately, the formation has a certain effect, and the main thing is to provide him with time to react, which is enough.

Everything was settled, Wen Chuanting began to wander around the jungle, half a day did not arrive, and he really met a tarantula, three together, squatting in different directions, looking at the situation, the three tarantulas were about to catch an antelope.

If it weren't for Wen Chuanting's negligence for a while, he scared the antelope away, and he really couldn't find the tarantula hidden in the grass.

Seeing the tarantula, Wen Chuanting's eyes lit up, and he rushed forward with a roar, and quickly solved one before the other two surrounded him.

"You can't kill them all, you have to leave one, this tarantula can't get spider silk if you kill it quickly, you can only kill it slowly, keep teasing, and let it keep spitting out spider silk, so that you can get more spider silk, maximize the benefits, and save yourself the trouble and effort to find. Wen Chuanting stood beside the tarantula corpse, quietly waiting for the arrival of the two tarantulas.