"Boss, I think that man is so arrogant, do you want me to help you cut him?" said a bear who leaned over and muttered quietly.

This amused Mo Zhenxuan, and said, "If you cut him, he will cut him, why are you talking so quietly?"

Youxiong scratched his head and said, "Isn't it that I can't cut him, if I can cut him, I will already cut him." ”

Mo Zhenxuan smiled and patted him lightly on the shoulder, and then said, "Don't worry, I'll see how I cut him later." ”

There is a bear with big eyes glaring at the boss, "Boss cowhide!"

Before the conversation was exhausted, Sui Zhong gave the order, and the hunt officially began.

Far ahead, there are two wooden stakes inserted, which are a simple gate to the hunting ground.

So, the five of them started running in the sun......

In this ghost age, wouldn't the monks even tame a horse to walk?

After all, Ink Trace Xuan only had the realm of the fourth layer of Qi refining, and his strength was only one-fifth of that of a normal cultivator.

The aura in his dantian was already scarce, and it must not be wasted at this time.

Seeing that they all ran away, Ink Mark Xuan still slowly fell at the end of the line.

Seeing that Mo Jixuan was getting farther and farther away from the main army, the four Xiong brothers couldn't help but be a little worried, "Mengqing, did you say that the boss is too tired these days to work hard today?"

Meng Qing glanced at them and said, "What do you know, the boss told me that this is called preserving strength and striking later." ”

"What do you mean?"

Mengqing smiled awkwardly and said, "I don't know, hey, anyway, what the boss said is right." ”

It's still chatting here.

Chu Qingqing, who was originally running in front of the field, deliberately slowed down.

The pair of gray slender thighs dangled in front of Ink Marks Xuan's eyes, and Ink Marks Xuan instinctively sped up.

After running for a long distance, Mo Zhenxuan slowed down his speed, what was he running after someone else's legs?

It's easy to think of himself as a donkey running after a turnip.

Chu Qingqing saw that he was not chasing, so he stopped, and after he caught up, he kept running after Mojixuan.

"What are you doing with me?"

Chu Qingqing smiled brightly and said, "I don't know why, I feel that among the few people here, you are more dangerous?"

Ink Mark Xuan said noncommittally: "You say yes, right!"

"Hahaha, crisp man, I like it very much!" As the words fell, she sped up, and it didn't take long to completely throw off Ink Marks.

Looking at the back that was getting farther and farther away, Mo Zhenxuan's heart was very uncomfortable, "Could it be that I am being taken by the chief of the Flood Desolation?"

......

When you go into the forest area, you will see towering trees. The landscape is full of primeval forests, and there is no smooth road ahead.

Walking in the primeval forest, Mojixuan must be in good spirits.

If you get bitten by a poisonous snake that comes out of the cold, it will be a bad thing.

From now on, they have all entered the hunting grounds.

The hunt lasts for two days, and at the end of the two days, the participants need to put together the ears they have collected, and through the final comparison, see who has the most difficult and abundant beast to see who has the most difficulty and quantity, then who is the winner.

In other words, the best way to win this hunt is to hunt more large beasts.

Ink Mark Xuan reached out and took out a few round bone grenades from his backpack, and held the bone knife tightly in his right hand.

Before he had taken a few steps, he heard the roar of a beast.

"Is it starting so soon?" Ink Marks Xuan was a little surprised at how fast the other party was.

Since he came to this world, he has never seen another monk's fighting method. The current situation is a great opportunity for him.

After finding a good way around, Ink Mark Xuan carefully touched it.

When he got closer, there was Chu Qingqing fighting a saber-toothed tiger in front of him.

The saber-toothed tiger was more than three meters long, and its huge claws scratched at the trunk of the tree with several deep scratches.

Chu Qingqing walked downstream of the saber-toothed tiger's attack, and from time to time he was able to seize a gap and shoot an arrow.

Like other monks of this era, her attacks were straightforward. Being able to fight with such a large saber-toothed tiger also depends on her extraordinary reflexes and speed.

The arrows made of bones did limited damage to the rough-skinned and thick-skinned saber-toothed tiger, and Chu Qingqing naturally understood this. So while she continued to look for a gap to shoot the arrow at the point of the saber-toothed tiger, she gathered more and more aura into the hand that drew the bow.

It could be seen that the bow she used was at least ten times that of Ink Marks.

Mo Jian Xuan was very curious, where did such a woman get so much power.

Maybe it's because after a long struggle, the saber-toothed tiger's patience is finally gone.

I only heard it take a few steps back to the back, and then roared angrily, rushing towards Chu Qingqing at a faster speed than before.

Chu Qingqing's brows furrowed, and the long-term grappling also made her consume a lot.

As long as she dodges the saber-toothed tiger's lunge, she can get a good gap to end the fight.

In a moment, Chu Qingqing leaned back, his calf landed on the ground, and the bone knife in his hand flashed with the light of Youlan.

Poof.

The saber-toothed tiger's soft belly was cut by Chu Qingqing's bone knife, and the colorful internal organs fell out in an instant.

Chu Qingqing stretched out his foot and kicked, and then this force burst out of the saber-toothed tiger's belly.

Seeing this, the next plot is simple.

The saber-toothed tiger under the influence of anger and pain went crazy and launched multiple rounds of attacks towards Chu Qingqing again, but Chu Qingqing didn't go hard, but chose to swim away to consume the last of the saber-toothed tiger's strength.

Eventually, the saber-toothed tiger managed to fall.

Ink Marks stopped looking at this and left contentedly.

Who would have thought that such a thing as meeting love around the corner would happen to Mo Zhenxuan in an instant.

This is the dangerous place in the primeval forest, and the fight between Chu Qingqing and the saber-toothed tiger has dragged on for too long.

The beast's roar and gore had long attracted the beasts around it.

A large field of beasts had already appeared in his field of vision, and those who had passed through the jungle stared straight at Ink Mark Xuan after sleeping.

Being stared at by so many beasts, Mo Zhenxuan couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp, and the whole person didn't hesitate for a moment, and used all the strength of the fourth layer of qi refining to quickly climb a big tree.

"Chu Qingqing, come up!" he climbed up the tree and finally remembered Chu Qingqing, who was still harvesting ears on the ground.

When Chu Qingqing heard his voice, he instantly found his location, and couldn't help but say angrily: "What are you yelling at!"

"It's too late to explain, come on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was already a low roar from the beast outside.

Chu Qingqing was shocked and hurriedly climbed the big tree.

"You climb trees, you climb trees, why climb me!" To be honest, Mo Jian Xuan enjoyed this state very much, but his neck was really strangled very painfully.

"Stop talking nonsense, say, these beasts were not brought here by you!"

"Eldest sister, can you be reasonable, you and the saber-toothed tiger made such a big move, do you blame me?"

"Huh?"

"Eldest sister, you better take the knife away, I have a way. ”

Chu Qingqing's eyebrows widened, and he finally took the bone knife away.

The beasts finally gathered at their feet, and Ink Mark Xuan counted them, and there were seven of them.

Taking advantage of the fact that the beasts were eating the corpse of the saber-toothed tiger, Mo Zhenxuan touched more than a dozen bone thunders in a row.

"Look at this thunder, he's big and round!"