Chapter 53: The Migrating Flock

Jiangcheng City, in a luxury manor at the foot of Qianhe Mountain.

The girl with black cloth bands on her eyes was half-squatting and half-standing in the center of her martial arts arena in a strange posture.

Dong Qingcheng was wearing a light blue martial arts uniform today, his long hair was coiled into a simple bun, and he was practicing the five-fold technique of [Secret Technique 099].

Familiarizing herself with the information that the maid had recited to her in her mind, she no longer hesitated, and skillfully used the secret technique she had just learned yesterday.

The fair skin began to flush red, and the cyan blood vessels emerged one by one, they intertwined to form a unique pattern, and the extraordinary did not make Dong Qingtang look hideous, but brought her a strange beauty.

After a week of safe operation as her qi and blood reached three times the speed, she accelerated sharply, soaring towards five times......

An hour later, Dong Qingcheng stopped the operation of the secret technique and sat down.

Her face turned a little pale, and there were a few shallow traces of blood on her white martial arts uniform—two minor blunders.

It's finally a success! It has indeed broken through the limit of qi and blood...... Feeling the fluctuations of qi and blood in her body now, a happy smile appeared on the girl's delicate face.

After the qi and blood in his body completely calmed down, Dong Qingcheng stood up and walked freely to the shower room attached to the martial arts arena like an ordinary person.

"The limit has been broken, and the next thing is water mill kung fu, and I don't know where the new upper limit is?"

Dong Qingcheng muttered to himself, took off his martial arts uniform, and untied the black cloth belt on his eyes.

The long eyelashes flickered, revealing brownish-black pupils. Her eyes were beautiful, but there was no sparkle in them.

With a perfect goose egg face, her whole person looks more like a delicate life-size doll than a living person.

"I don't know how Chen Qing's research on [Secret Technique 091] is...... Shouldn't it be as fast as me, right? Well, after all, I'm a genius~"

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"Ahh

Chen Qing let out a big sneeze.

Who's talking about me...... He muttered in his mind with a divergent mind, and continued to wait in boredom.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, after the vigil, Chen Qing went back to sleep with the mercenary Brother Li for more than 2 hours to recover his spirits.

It was now past 9 o'clock in the morning, and the hills and pastures were still calm, and there was no triangular yellow flock.

Half an hour ago, the old man of the guide took another first-order mercenary martial artist and started a jeep to investigate the situation. The rest are waiting here boredly.

In the steppe in mid-July, the daytime is extremely hot. At this point, the sun has sunburned the grass a little.

In the wilderness, there is no electric fan, let alone air conditioning, and the only natural wind is also with a sultry heat, which makes people feel upset and irritable.

In the team, the youngest son of the employer's family has even cried and wants to go home. His mother and sister coaxed and coaxed before they could barely be appeased.

The bear child is really annoying, I will give birth to a quiet little girl in the future...... Chen Qing's thoughts diverged again.

In this way, I waited until 11 o'clock at noon, and the jeep that had gone out to investigate the situation finally returned.

"Quickly pack up your things, remove the tent, the triangular yellow sheep are coming!" The old man jumped out of the co-driver of the jeep and shouted at his employer's family.

"The subtle ways of their migration can't even be controlled by the Immortal Heaven. The camp was easily trampled on, so we went up the hillside. ”

As soon as the words fell, the group hurriedly packed up the tent and all kinds of supplies. However, it is said that it is coming soon, and there is still a buffer time of nearly 1 hour, which is enough for everyone to prepare.

Chen Qing proposed to act alone at this time - he had not forgotten that his main target was the Wind Wolf King.

Bidding farewell to everyone, he ran towards the hill where the wind wolf had been infested last night, according to his memory.

It wasn't until the grass that he had crawled before that Chen Qing slowed down, put his backpack here, and only took the warrior short sword and a water bladder, and silently touched the hill.

He didn't find the Wind Wolves here, but there were quite a few traces left by the wolves.

Chen Qing learned a lot from his previous experience of hunting 100 demonic beasts, including how to track them according to the traces left by their prey.

Following the footprints, feces, and other remnants, he zigzagged for about five kilometers, where the wolves dispersed.

It should be an ambush and ready to ambush the sheep...... Chen Qing thoughtfully and no longer tracked, but found a nearby place on higher ground, quietly waiting for the arrival of the sheep.

When the wolves start hunting and take the initiative to expose, it is the time for him to "catch cicadas with praying mantis, and yellow finches behind".

After about seven or eight minutes, Chen Qing suddenly felt that the ground began to shake, and there was a faint sound of "boom" in the distance, like a muffled thunder - the migrating triangular yellow sheep flock is coming!

On the verdant horizon, high dust smoke of earthy yellow was raised, and two or three black dots slowly appeared in it.

Subsequently, the black dots extend to both sides, forming a straight line that is unknown how wide it is. The ground shook louder and louder, and the straight line gradually turned into a brownish-yellow wave.

It was a dense wave of triangular yellow sheep - they were born with a triangular head, covered in long brownish-yellow hair, and maintained an extremely high travel speed.

In the blink of an eye, most of the green grass disappeared from sight, covered by a triangular yellow flock, and the following flock of sheep continued to come.

In the sound of "boom", the small hill where Chen Qing was located was almost submerged by the brown and yellow "ocean". Before he could come to his senses, the hill had become an "island in the sea" - he was surrounded by sheep.

After entering this lush pasture, the speed of the triangular yellow sheep gradually slowed down until it stopped and began to eat.

While marveling at the magnificence of the Great Migration, Chen Qing began to look at the heights to observe where there were anomalies.

Soon, he noticed some movement in a corner of the flock about two kilometers away.

Most of the time the wind wolf acted...... Chen Qing hurriedly found a route where the flock was relatively sparse, and used his body to squeeze through.

Although the triangular yellow sheep is herbivorous, it is a demonic beast in the end, and it is not afraid of Chen Qing, a human who is not powerful, at all, and just eats by itself. His actions did not cause any movement.

Thanks to this, Chen Qing approached their hunting grounds without alarming the wind wolves.

After observing the sheep for a while, he probably saw the intentions of the wind wolves - they had a great appetite, and it was not as simple as hunting a dozen or twenty triangular yellow sheep, the wolf pack was targeting nearly a thousand sheep.

If it is hunted head-on, each wolf will have to face a 1:100 ratio of friends and enemies, even if it relies on the advantage of the first order against the zero order, it is impossible to succeed.

So the wolves are strategic, they seem to be encircling one of the three, and do not attack directly, but use the deterrence of predators to drive the selected group of sheep in a certain direction.

There should be some trap waiting for the sheep, and the wolf king, most of them, is also there!