Seeing that Chen Chucai had accepted his grandfather's gift, the little girl smiled on her little face, she was sincerely happy, and said, "I believe that the eldest brother will be able to cultivate into an immortal one day." ”

The young man touched the little girl's head and said, "Chen has achieved cultivation and will never violate his faith, and he will definitely come back to return the Han inheritance." ”

The girl also nodded sensibly and said with a smile: "The little girl will stay on the East Mountain forever, burn incense and pray for blessings every day, waiting for the big brother to return." ”

Seeing that it was already dusk, Chen Chucai was about to leave, and before leaving, he took out a few large bags of tiger bones and tiger blood, and said: "The blood and bones of advanced brute beasts are rare things, and they will be helpful for physical cultivation. The old man knows some pharmacology, and can make some decoctions for the little girl to strengthen the body. ”

Out of the hanging tower stone courtyard, Chen Chucai was in a good mood, took up a posture and walked out of the "Twelve Styles of Bugang", and went down the mountain while practicing along the mountain road.

It was already dark in the east mountain, Chen Chucai hid himself in the hazy moonlight, and walked quickly on the official road into the city, and the east gate of Lancang City was not far ahead.

Suddenly, his body couldn't help but shudder, and he felt a nameless danger coming, and his divine consciousness quickly dispersed, confirming that the monstrous killing machine came from a hundred meters in front of him. The ferocious aura was very familiar, and Chen Chucai didn't need to see the face of the person blocking the road to know that it was the golden tiger of the wild wolf department.

This guy ........ actually stared at his whereabouts, was he planning to ambush and assassinate someone Chen outside the city?

Recklessly?

I can't beat it!

However, Chen can't always be a turtle with a shrunken head for a lifetime.

Dog, since your ghost is still lingering, Ben Shao wants to destroy you.........

Chen Chucai will always remember the words of a great man in his previous life: Knowledge is power! "Huaxia Erlang" millet plus rifle defeated the invading millions of sun demons with the magic of guerrilla warfare.

If you are not as strong as others, won't you be able to fight with your wit? Those who can sneak attack will never resist hard, and those who can be clever will not fight hard!

Chen has a wealth of experience in wilderness survival accumulated in his previous life, and today he has prepared a lot of "lower five" lore methods, and he can't drag a stupid brute across the wild wolf department?

Don't hesitate, don't be afraid!

Chen Chucai immediately turned around, and as soon as the "lazy dragon step" moved, he rushed towards the direction of Dongshan. He wanted to take advantage of the rugged and hidden mountain and forest terrain to design a counterattack to kill the arrogant Golden Tiger.

.............

At the foot of the mountain, the tower-like man Jin Hu is depressed - this kid, the loach in the swamp, is slippery!

I don't know what kind of nerves Ben Shuai's mount committed, and he called several times and didn't show up, if there was that hanging eyes White Tiger Mountain Rush, it would not be a matter of minutes to catch this flying boy.

Hum......... Even if you wipe the oil on the soles of your feet and run without a trace, can a small advanced warrior fight for the strength of Ben Shuai? This time Ben Shuai went up the mountain, chased all over the mountain, and finally found the trace of the kid, and caught him alive and cramped.

Running wildly, the speed of the wild wolf barbarian was not weak, and he soon climbed the mountain for ten miles, and his hideous face illuminated by the moonlight suddenly grinned: "Boom........ The kid really didn't have enough strength and couldn't run far. ”

The tiger commander of the wild wolf department, with the special sense of smell cultivated by the beast control technique, had already sensed a breath of life, coming from not far in front of the mountainside, it was the young man of the flying barbarian tribe who had escaped.

On a big rock on the side of the mountain road, there was a long and sturdy figure, holding a white bone short bow in his hand, which had been set up with a cluster of arrows, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned as if he was smiling.

Hiss........ It's the damn strongbow again.

The wild wolf golden tiger's back couldn't help but feel cold, he was really afraid, but he had already prepared, pulled out a hat from his back, and held it in his left hand, which turned out to be a special shield.

The barbarian had no fear, and immediately his eyes were cold, and he approached the stunned boy step by step.

"Hi hi........ Stupid man, Ben Shao laid a trap under this stone, and if he took one more step, there would be no way to escape. ”

When the boy on the big stone saw that his move did not work, he put away his short bow, but reminded him with a sincere face, as if he was full of kindness.

"Boy......... Just rely on your deception and bluffing, can you scare the wild wolf and the tiger handsome? ”

Jin Hu looked at the slippery mountain road under the moonlight, and expected that the kid must be cheating, Wei Tengteng stepped out, and the iron lance in his hand pushed up.

"Fools of the wolf department, go and die!"

The young man reprimanded, and the "Lazy Dragon Step" suddenly started, and his body flew back lightly, and with a wave of his arm, a stone shot out and hit an old branch on the top of the golden tiger's head.

"Click......

The branches were broken, but a large net was opened, falling straight down towards the head of the wild wolf Hu Shuai, and there was a dark mass in the center of the online net, which fell faster.

"Carving insect skills, only to increase the laughter!"

Jin Hu sneered, the long lance in his hand swung sideways quickly, directly knocked the black object, and then rolled it towards the sky, picked the wire net on the tip of the long lance, looked up, and saw that the hateful young man had already rushed to the top of the mountain for a hundred meters.

Jin Hu's smug face had not yet been revealed, and suddenly his eyebrows tightened, and he exclaimed, "What the hell?"

Among the black objects flying overhead, a cloud of white mist and dust spilled out, and inadvertently fell on the mouth and nose of the golden tiger, which turned out to be the smell of sulfur and quicklime.

Before he had time to find water, the brute's ears suddenly heard a "buzzing" sound again, and a black line flew out from the black object, heading towards the top of the wolf's head today.

"Oh my god, Black King Hornet......."

How could Jin Hu have expected that the boy from the Flying Barbarian Department had really laid a trap, but it was a dustpan net hanging from the branches of the old tree, and in the big net, not only did sulfur and quicklime hide, but also prepared a black king honeycomb the size of a millstone.

This kind of arrangement naturally can't kill anyone, but that indiscriminate trick really loses the face of the hot-blooded warriors of the Western Wilderness........

Shame is shame, and it also makes the wild wolf handsome enough to choke all of a sudden.

As a two-star fighter, bloody hand-to-hand combat is no problem, but at this moment, there are tears and snot on his face, and there are thousands of mountain poisonous bees that don't want to sting, even if he is wearing light armor, but his face is smooth, how to dodge, and in an instant, countless poison bags bulged up on his cheeks and forehead.

"Thief boy, I'm going to rip off your skin!"

The wild wolf barbarians were already furious, ignoring the pursuing poisonous bees, only staring at the direction of the top of the mountain where Chen Chucai had fled, and chased them up angrily.

Running all the way, seeing that he reached the top of the East Mountain, the wild wolf Hu Shuai shook off the chase of thousands of poisonous bees, his face was already swollen like a pig's head, he washed his face with the stream water, and looked for it towards the top of the mountain with hatred.

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