Following Shichiro, he traveled all the way, and when he reached a certain place, he felt that the front was getting brighter and brighter, and the sound of trickling water was faintly heard, and Saburo had a guess in his heart, it should be almost there, and his toes were a little on the branches, and he suddenly accelerated, rushing out from between the layers of branches and leaves, and his vision suddenly widened.

Steadily aperched on a protruding boulder below, Saburo glanced around and took in the surrounding scenery.

It was a small valley, surrounded on three sides by steep cliffs, and at the top of the highest cliff was a stream of clear spring water that flowed down like a white stream and plunged straight into the stone pool below.

The trickling spring water flowed down the terrain to the lower places, making a tinkling sound.

"This is it!"

Listening to the brisk sound of flowing water, Shichiro's face showed a touch of relief as if he was home, and he greeted Saburo, and jumped off the boulder, walking along the beach below, straight to a cliff.

Looking in the direction of Shichiro's journey, but not seeing any place for anyone to stay, Saburo raised his eyebrows, and then suddenly, jumped off the boulder, and slowly followed Shichiro.

When he came to a stone wall, Shichiro's footsteps still kept moving, and he walked straight forward, and then, without the slightest obstacle, his figure went straight into the stone wall!

"Yo!

Later, Saburo, who followed closely, was not the slightest surprised when he saw this, he came to the stone wall, looked up and down, left and right, and walked straight inside.

Passing through the illusory stone wall, there is a passage for one person, and its sides are covered with chisel marks of different shades, and it is clear at a glance that this place is not a natural formation.

Take a few steps further, the space will suddenly be wide, the inside of the stone cave is clean and tidy, a simple stone couch cloth is in the middle of the inside, and a silky tiger skin is paved on it, and in front of the couch is a half-person high stone platform, on which three or five dishes of red, red, green and green fruits are placed at will.

There is also a small stove on the left, and next to it, there are pots and pans.

There are also several moonstones inlaid around the stone wall, and the soft white light is sprinkled, illuminating the entire cave as bright as day.

Looking around, San Lang couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Hey, Shichiro, you're having a good day!"

"Of course, how can you wronged yourself when you go out?" Hearing this, Shichiro replied as a matter of course.

"That's right. Hearing this explanation, Saburo nodded, thinking deeply, he withdrew his gaze from looking around, and then asked, "What about the good things you just said?

Pick up the blood-patterned tiger from the cloth bag, put it on the stone couch, unload the cloth bag, and throw it aside, Qilang heard the words and took out a jade bottle from his wrist guard, and said with a little bewilderment: "Oh, take a sip and try it." ”

took the jade bottle and glanced at Shichiro, who looked like he wanted to watch a good show, retracted his gaze, Saburo uncorked the bottle, and suddenly, a mellow and rich fragrance emanated.

The tip of his nose twitched slightly, and San Lang raised his eyebrows: "Bailing wine?"

I heard Saburo say the name of the wine in one gulp

, Shichiro was even more surprised, and said straightly: "Have you drunk it?"

"Hmm. Nodding, San Lang said in a flat tone: "I drank some when I was in Jinyang, it's really good, but it's a little expensive." ”

After that, he looked at Shichiro again and said again: "You are really having a good life this day!"

Hearing this, Shichiro pursed his lips, with a little inexplicable disappointment on his face, he wanted to see San Lang make a fool of himself, but now it seems that there is no play, after all, wine is such a thing, the first time you drink it, it may have some foreign appearance, but later, it is basically nothing, he waved his hand casually, and said straightly: "It's almost noon, I'll go get a few fish back first." ”

With that, he walked straight outside, but Saburo didn't have the slightest intention of following, he half sat on the stone platform, and drank a sip of lark wine, the rich medicinal power accompanied by the smell of wine instantly dissolved in his mouth.

With a bit of enjoyment and a head of satisfaction, San Lang casually took a red fresh fruit from a porcelain plate and took a big bite.

"Whew!"

At this moment, a tiger roar full of warnings, but it seemed milky and milky sounded from behind San Lang, but it was the blood-streaked tiger that saw San Lang move his own things at will, and immediately couldn't sit still, its body was lowered, ready to go, its face was vicious, and its eyes looked straight at San Lang, as if it would pounce on him at any time and bite him.

Hearing the sound, San Lang turned his head to look, but before he could make a move, he was so frightened that the blood-streaked tiger took a few steps back.

Looking at the blood-streaked tiger full of vigilance, San Lang took another big bite of the fruit, shook his head and said, "You are a tiger clan, why are you so timid?"

After saying that, ignoring it, San Lang turned around and continued to drink and eat fruit.

Seeing that Saburo ignored it so much, the little guy seemed to be greatly insulted, and immediately rushed forward a few steps, and roared with his teeth and claws.

It's just that this time San Lang didn't look back, as if he hadn't heard it.

Seeing this, the little guy was even more angry and roared, but his figure never took a step forward......

Ignoring the little guy who lost his temper, San Lang ate the fruit slowly and methodically, and waited for a long time, but when he saw that Shichiro had not come back, he frowned, and wanted to get up and go out, but he saw the figure at the entrance of the cave shaking, and then sat down again, and asked, "Why have you been there for so long?"

Holding a few processed fat fish in his left hand and a few processed hares in his right hand, Shichiro stepped into the hole, grinned when he heard the words, raised his right hand again and said, "I'm going to get a few rabbits again." ”

And seeing Shichiro come back, on the stone couch, the blood-patterned tiger who was originally lying listless and a little self-defeating suddenly came to his senses, and it stood up with a snort, and called at Shichiro for a while, but it made a small report from Saburo in front of Saburo......

Put the fish and rabbit in both hands into a large basin next to the small stove, put the big basin on the stone platform and put it on it, turn over his hand again, take out some porcelain bottles and put them on the stone platform, Qilang turned around and picked up the blood-patterned tiger, sat down at will next to the stone platform, and calmed it down, before looking at San Lang and saying: "Hey, I said San Lang, you."

Don't always bully my little tiger!"

As he spoke, Qilang waved his hand, and more than 100 spirit patterns floated out, colluding with each other, and in an instant, a spirit array was quietly formed, and with a wave of his hand, with a "boom", an orange flame ignited out of thin air!

"What are you talking about? I didn't bully it, it was it that was unkind to me!"

Sitting down beside Shichiro, Saburo was busy saying that he would not carry this pot.

Seeing that San Lang sat down, the blood-patterned tiger immediately drilled into Qilang's arms again, baring his teeth at San Lang for a while.

"Look, I didn't do anything!" Seeing this, Saburo hurriedly said that I really didn't bully it.

He appeased the blood-patterned tiger again, saying that San Lang was a friend, and there was no need to do so, but it was useless, and Qilang was helpless, so he had to stop caring about it, he turned over and took out a small iron fork, and took out a fat fish from the basin, skillfully inserted it, handed it to San Lang, and said, "Oh, give." ”

"Uh...... , I don't need this ......" Seeing this, Saburo shook his head.

"Hmm, you don't need to?" Slightly stunned, a little surprised, Shichiro asked, "Then how do you get it?"

Hearing this, San Lang spread out his palm, his heart moved, and when the aura agitated, a large orange flame suddenly appeared, and he took a fat fish from the basin, threw it straight into the fire, and used the aura to hold it up, but it was roasted directly with the fire as a furnace.

And at the center of his eyebrows, there are even more souls gushing out, with the skillful technique to accurately control the fire temperature.

On the side, seeing San Lang's operation, the corners of Shichiro's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but complain: "No, San Lang! It's just a grilled fish, and it's not alchemy, so there's no need for this, right?"

"What's this? Anyway, it's edible and delicious, isn't it okay? Why do you care so much? Besides, you can practice my technique this way!" Saburo replied as he sprinkled various condiments on the fish.

"Okay!

Nodding his head, indicating that there was nothing wrong with this statement, Shichiro took back the iron fork and roasted it himself.

After a while, the faint aroma of meat spread, getting stronger and stronger.

When the fish was cooked thoroughly, he tore off a large piece and handed it to the Blood-Patterned Tiger, Shichiro took out another bottle of lark wine, and chatted with San Lang while eating and drinking.

......

"Wow~~~"

Inside the cave, the two of them told each other about what they had encountered before, and the atmosphere was intense, but they heard a wolf howl from outside.

San Lang, who had just taken a bite of rabbit meat, stared slightly, and said with a smile: "Shichiro, something has broken into your territory!"

After taking a sip of lark wine, Shichiro didn't have time to answer, when he heard another voice sounding outside: "Haha, where are you running now?"

"Huh?" Hearing the sound, Shichiro couldn't help but sigh lightly, and said, "This voice, why does it sound a little familiar?"

Shichiro was thinking about it, and felt a faint energy fluctuation accompanied by some wonderful melody, and the outside suddenly became quiet again, only the melody was still circulating, and in his arms, the moment he heard the melody, the blood-streaked tiger didn't know why, and the muscles in his body suddenly tensed, as if facing a great enemy

。

Seeing the strange appearance of the blood-streaked tiger, Qilang was shocked in his heart, his eyes suddenly condensed, and between his hands, a spiritual energy barrier was condensed, directly protecting the blood-streaked tiger in it, and said in a deep voice: "Beast Master!"

"Is it Seventy Saburo?" said Saburo on the side, as if he was thinking.

"Huh?" Shichiro was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then suddenly said: "Why does it sound so familiar!"

With a little joy on his face, he straightened up, and said busily: "Let's go! Go out and have a look?"

"Let's go!"

Throwing a rabbit leg into the basin that he hadn't finished eating, Saburo wiped his mouth casually, and then happily walked straight to the entrance of the cave with Shichiro.

Standing at the entrance of the cave and looking outside, I saw a young man in white standing in the wind, holding a jade flute-like spiritual weapon in his hand, a few fingers beating flexibly, and the wonderful melody was coming from here.

In front of it, a fiery red giant wolf crouched slightly, with a pair of huge eyes, sometimes revealing confusion, sometimes revealing anger, and the expression on its face was constantly changing, looking quite weird.

At a certain moment, after being confused again for a while, the red wolf suddenly came back to his senses, a fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and with a howl, he pounced on the young man in front of him.

Seeing this, the young man did not panic at all, only to see him take a step back, raise his hand and slap it, hitting the head of the red wolf that flew towards him.

When the red wolf received this blow, he only felt that his eyes were full of stars, and his body suddenly swayed.

The young man kicked out again, and the red wolf's body flew out upside down, smashing straight to the stone pool not far away.

"Woo~, woo~"

After a moment of slowing down, he got up, and the red wolf looked at the young man in front of him, as if he had seen some kind of devil, he lowered his body, clamped his tail, and his eyes were full of fear, and he made a look of surrender.

But the young man didn't have any joy when he saw this, but his face was full of helplessness, and he sighed and said, "Alas...... , failed again!"

While sighing, he heard a sudden sound of applause on the side, and he was suddenly shocked, and just about to make a move, he heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears: "Haha, I said seventy-third brother, are you going to create a violent beast flow?"

I don't know when, there were two more figures on the side, but Seventy San Lang didn't care about these at the moment, his eyebrows were full of joy, and he asked in surprise: "Third brother! Seventh brother, why are you here?"

"I still want to ask you! Didn't you say that you met in Jincheng? Why did you get here? Coming from Xiawu Mansion, you shouldn't have passed through here, right?"

Hearing Qilang's inquiry, Seventy San Lang suddenly sighed, shook his head, and said, "Hey! Don't mention it! After I passed Bian Zhou, it was a plain, and I couldn't even find a small hill! And the mountains around Jincheng, no matter how big or small, were almost flattened, where are there any spirit beasts? ”

Hearing this, Shichiro suddenly understood, and he didn't ask any more questions, after all, meeting was a happy event, not to mention meeting two people one day?

As for the red wolf, who is in the mood to care about it at the moment?

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(End of chapter)