Chapter 8: The Golden Beamon
"Hey, little girl, do you want to go out and play?"
"Little stammer, there's barbecue to eat!"
"If you're tired, why don't you sleep first?"
"Auntie, is it okay to say something?"
When the group of uninvited guests were intriguing and having fun, He Zhiyuan was also making trouble.
Although Mo Yan came back with He Zhiyuan, seeing her relatives this time obviously gave her a lot of stimulation, He Zhiyuan watched the originally lively and active little Lori, and her whole person wilted like a flower lacking water and little material.
She lay on the silver snow leopard skin in a daze, staring at the wall with her eyes intent, not knowing what she was thinking.
He Zhiyuan tried his best, sweating profusely for more than two hours, but still no results, finally gave up, and sat on the stone at the entrance of the cave alone and sulked.
After a while, He Zhiyuan suddenly laughed dumbly.
He's a big man in his twenties with a psychological age and an actual age of more than two hundred, and he's sulking with a seven or eight-year-old Lori, it's really embarrassing?
Could it be that long-term loneliness has really made me psychologically fragile?
In the abundant sunlight, He Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes, changed to a more comfortable sitting position, and was slightly distracted.
Did you do something wrong? I want to keep in touch with little Lori, not only in front of me, do I have to force a child to accommodate his own world?
At this time, there were a few suppressed sobs not far away.
He Zhiyuan turned his head and saw Mo Yan's body shaking, obviously crying. But this little Lori covered her head and face with a silver snow leopard skin, obviously she didn't want He Zhiyuan to find out that she was crying.
He Zhiyuan's heart softened, he sighed, walked over and patted Xiao Lori's back, and said in a muffled voice: "Get up, I'll send you back." ”
Mo Yan's body trembled, and she slowly poked her head out: "But, but ......"
"Nothing. He Zhiyuan said with a straight face, "I'll wait for you outside the cave for two minutes, if you don't come along, I'll change my mind." ”
After speaking, He Zhiyuan turned around and walked out of the cave.
A few minutes later, Mo Yan walked up to He Zhiyuan's side, pulled He Zhiyuan's sleeve with a flat mouth, and signaled that he was coming out. A crying cat-like face looked at He Zhiyuan with a complicated expression, a little aggrieved, a little expectant, and a little flattering......
It's hard for a child to make such a complicated expression.
He Zhiyuan's heart, which had been a little hardened, suddenly softened again.
"Master, what I don't like the most is that you are a well-behaved, sensible and cute little kid!" He Zhiyuan said to Little Lori in a vicious voice, picked her up and transformed her wings, and took off.
"I'm X, I can see it, master, I'm not only a saint, but also a duplicitous hypocrite!" In mid-air, He Zhiyuan freed up a hand and slapped himself hard.
"Smack!" sounded crisp and loud.
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He Zhiyuan didn't spend much time searching, although there was no direct evidence, he was sure that the group of uninvited guests was heading for the powerful demonic beast he had discovered.
After flying all the way straight for about half an hour, He Zhiyuan had already seen the traces of the group of people.
Sure enough, the group of people were probing their brains at this time, and they were ambushing in a small trench about ten meters away from the mysterious cave.
He Zhiyuan was about to fly over to join everyone, but he saw that the red-haired woman Xiao Luo seemed to feel something, and suddenly turned his head, just in time to see He Zhiyuan and Mo Yan in mid-air.
"At such a distance, I feel it...... This woman's perception ability turned out to be so strong, no wonder I was found by them......" He Zhiyuan's mind was the first to turn around with such a thought.
"Don't come here, go quickly!" Contrary to He Zhiyuan's expectations, Xiao Luo's first reaction after seeing the two of them was to let them go quickly with a panicked face.
"Roar!"
Just when He Zhiyuan was a little confused, an angry beast roar suddenly came from inside the mysterious cave.
"Bang!"
The next moment, there was a sound in the cave as if a boulder was smashing on the ground, and the whole cave trembled.
Then, several mercenaries stumbled out of the cave and shouted, "I can't stand it...... Damn, that's Golden Beamon! Golden Beamon!"
When the ambushed crowd heard this, they immediately became in an uproar. That Yu Gongzi's face turned pale in an instant, and he was the first to turn around and run away with the agility he had never had in his life.
The main owner took the lead, and the team's spirit immediately dispersed, and immediately a few mercenaries followed Yu Gongzi's steps and turned around and fled.
Although Mr. Lei was still shouting: "Don't break and flee!" Organize resistance, Beamon can only fight in close quarters, delay it with long-range weapons, and everyone can safely return to the fortress!"
But at this time, who still listens to him?
"Roar!"
At this moment, a not-so-large magical beast burst out of the cave like lightning.
The beast was similar in size to an orangutan, standing upright, but with an exceptionally large head, almost shoulder-width apart. Under a pair of extremely small, bloodthirsty eyes, there is a wide mouth, and two huge fangs facing the sky, almost directly reaching the forehead, make it look even more vicious.
The beast's legs weren't thick, but their arms were exaggerated, almost the same size as its body. The two claws were even larger, all of them larger than its face, and the sharp nails hung directly to the ground like spears.
The beast had some charred scars on its body, apparently the hunters had made some kind of arrangement or trap to hurt it. But this injury is clearly not fatal, but only stimulates its ferocity.
As soon as he came out of the cave, the demonic beast immediately rushed towards the few mercenaries who ran out of the cave, and the big hand made a hugging action, the speed was suffocating, and the killing range of the two huge arms was also very large, and with just one blow, several running mercenaries were all torn apart.
"It's really Golden Beamon!"
The few remaining defenders in the ambush crowd were also frightened by the blow of the golden Beamon, and they scattered in an instant.
The only resistance of the entire team was that Mr. Lei threw his two-handed battle axe at Golden Beamon, and Xiao Luo shot an arrow at Golden Beamon.
Teacher Lei's hard blow, the power is not amazing, the huge two-handed battle axe is wrapped in a fierce wind, like a cannonball out of the cannonball, even if there is a wall in front of you, I am afraid that it will be shattered into powder under this blow.
But Golden Beamon didn't even look at it, and with a wave of his hand, he slapped the two-handed tomahawk away like a toy.
Xiao Luo's arrow took the opportunity to hit Golden Beamon's chest, but this was enough to take He Zhiyuan's life The sharp arrow pierced Golden Beamon's body, and the power was not much greater than a toothpick.
"This kind of defense is not much better than that of top-level biochemical creatures with tempered shells. He Zhiyuan, who was in the distance, was thrilled to see it.
"Run! Follow us! It's safe to enter the fortress!" Seeing that nothing could be done, Teacher Lei and Xiao Luo also withdrew. Xiao Luo ran and shouted at He Zhiyuan.
He Zhiyuan hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and flew with all his strength in the direction of the crowd's rout.
Although he was the farthest away from Golden Beamon at this time, the terrifying speed of this demonic beast made He Zhiyuan, who could only fly at a low altitude, not have the slightest sense of security. Seeing that Xiao Luo is so confident in that so-called fortress, maybe that is the only safe way to retreat.