At this moment, a small wild boar the size of a lamb was on the ice by the pool, trying to break through the ice to find water to drink. As a result, a hole was steeply cracked in the ice, and the little boar slipped and plunged its head into the hole.

Suddenly, a sharp chirp came, and Ye Qingcheng, who was tinkering in the shack, was startled and immediately turned his face.

When he saw that the little boar's head was stuck in the ice hole, and he couldn't pull it out, he couldn't help but be happy......

At night, the sky is full of stars, and a crescent moon hangs high.

In front of the shack by the wild pool, Ye Qingcheng lit a bonfire, and a crispy yellow and attractive little wild boar was being grilled on the bonfire.

"It seems that God still favors me. Ye Qingcheng smiled and sprinkled some salt on the little wild boar.

Squatting quietly in front of the campfire, staring at the oily little boar, licking and licking its mouth, it was already hungry.

"Lihuo, how did you get the True Fire Spirit Source?" Ye Qingcheng asked.

Only when the allied beast cultivates to the seventh order can it speak human language, and the eighth order can transform into a human being. Now, it is far from the point of speaking, but that does not prevent it from speaking. It thought for a moment, first made a crouching motion, then stood up suddenly, turned its head to look around, revealing a look of horror, and finally it looked at Ye Qingcheng and opened its mouth to "meow".

"Haha, so that's the case!" Ye Qingcheng said with a smile.

What Lihuo wants to express is very simple: it slept in the cave before, when it was just a small wild cat, and then a pillar of true spiritual fire fell, burning all the beasts on the mountain to ashes, only it survived, and then it was invaded by a large number of true fire spirit sources and turned into a true fire demon. This process scared it half to death, and later, after it turned into a fire demon, the first person it saw was Ye Qingcheng.

Later, it didn't know whether it was to find the cave or Ye Qingcheng, so it met him.

"Alright, let's eat. Ye Qingcheng said.

As he spoke, he took off the barbecued little wild boar and put it in front of the fire, and said, "Choose your favorite part......

A few hours later, a cold night enveloped the land, and there was no movement around except the howling of the wind. At the edge of the frozen wild pond was a bonfire with only fiery red ashes left, and by the bonfire was a pile of scattered boar bones, and the short-eared horse was tethered to an old tree, standing and sleeping.

In the simple shack, Ye Qingcheng leaned on a pile of dry firewood, leaned his big sword against his side, hugged Lihuo in his arms, and fell asleep.

However, just as he was sleeping deepest, the fire in his arms silently opened his eyes.

In the howling cold wind, the pupils erected from the fire stared at the dark outside. At this moment, a bloated, fat, and ugly monster figure, holding a long white tail, squirmed, crawling on the ice of the wild pool, crawling towards the shack......

The cold wind whimpered on the wheat field, and in the shack by the wild pool, Ye Qingcheng slept very deeply.

Suddenly, there was a fierce "sizzle" sound from the fire, and then he rushed out of Ye Qingcheng's arms. Ye Qingcheng woke up immediately, and then, he decisively grabbed the black sheath sword beside him and rushed out of the shack with agility.

Outside, in the cold, dim moonlight, a hideous, ugly, disgusting monster appeared under the old tree by the pool, causing the short-eared horse to neigh in terror.

"What the hell is this?!" When he saw the monster clearly, Ye Qingcheng couldn't help but gasp.

Under the moonlight of the skull, a bloated, fat monster was confronting the flames floating on its body under the old tree.

The monster resembled a giant bug, with a thick, fat body of a stone mill, no limbs, a black pointed cone, and a tail the thickness of an arm flicking behind its back. It is white in appearance and covered with rough wrinkles.

More precisely, it is a giant maggot with the size of a buffalo.

It has no facial features, and constantly flicks the tip of its black mouth, sensing the breath around it. The beastly power emanating from Lihuo's body made it feel restless.

Ye Qingcheng's scalp was numb, and his stomach was turning upside down, not that it was terrible, but that it was too disgusting.

"Could it be that this is the legendary elephant maggot?" Ye Qingcheng said incredulously: "Here, how can such a thing appear?"

Elephant maggots are a larva called magic flies, which have always been controlled by a rare Gu master. When they hatch, they become a magic fly larger than a giant eagle, and is often tamed as a mount, known as the Magic Fly Fly. It's just that this way of building a flying horse requires a large number of corpses, which is the most criticized by others, and some powerful empires will directly use the flying eagles tamed by animal trainers as mounts, and disdain this method.

It is worth mentioning that the beast tamer and the Gu master have always been mortal enemies. The former is respected and praised by the world, while the latter is despised and feared by the world.

"Hu !!" suddenly, he was disgusted and couldn't leave the fire, and suddenly opened his mouth, and a fist-sized ball of flame fireball immediately flew out and hit the body of the young elephant maggot.

!!In an instant, the flames wrapped the maggot and burned it frantically. And it struggled and rolled in pain in the flames, and finally, it shook its head violently, and squirted a turbid yellow liquid from its black spiky beak, flying towards Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng immediately jumped up and easily dodged this stinky liquid attack.

The turbid yellow liquid that fell into the air of the "Boom ......" splashed onto the ground, corroding the frozen earth into a string of dents emitting white smoke.

After a while, the maggots that struggled frantically in the flames did not move. It was burned to the point that its body was straight, swollen, charred, and emitted a disgusting aura. Ye Qingcheng couldn't hold it for a while, turned around and spit out all the things he had eaten before.

"This thing has always been ominous, and when it appears, there will be disaster. Ye Qingcheng wiped the corners of his mouth, and looked at the small village guarded by a row of trees in the distance, where there was not even a light at all, it was dark and dark, and there was a dead silence.

"Get out of the fire, let's go!" As he spoke, Ye Qingcheng tied the big sword behind him and turned around to untie the rope of the frightened short-eared horse tied to the tree.

Lihuo jumped agilely, climbed onto Ye Qingcheng's body, and got into his arms, revealing only a small head.

"Away from the fire, in the future, if you encounter this kind of thing that does not threaten our lives, you don't use the flames, just be a normal little wild cat. Ye Qingcheng said: "Before we get the beast taming crest, once we let others know your identity, we will be in danger of our lives." ”

Then, Ye Qingcheng stepped onto the horse's back and shook the reins violently, and the originally lazy short-eared horse was also frightened, and it galloped forward with four hooves......