After a few jokes, the two walked among the corpses, the extreme north was cold, the corpses were not rotten, and there were no flies and insects in the way, except for the smell of blood, it was a good place to "pick up waste". The horn man has a high vision, and the ordinary materials are not in his eyes, so he picks and chooses, and only after a while does he bend down to get down the knife and quickly collect some good things. Wei Qiqi avoided everyone's eyes and ears, and frequently urged the soul eater to ingest the soul, turning a blind eye to the body of the kraken.

After going around in a big circle, the sky was about to be dusk, the wind and snow were rising again, the black light was blind and the fire was not clear, Wei Qiqi had no intention of staying for a long time, and went straight to Huangbei City, Jiaofu felt that it was a pity to stop it, but he didn't say anything, the two returned to the city, picked a fairly clean food shop in Xiacheng District, roasted and drank wine and ate meat, and dispelled the chill on his body.

At this time, only kraken meat was sold in the lower city, and the hornman threw down a string of bone money and heroically ordered a pile of wine and meat. Wei Qiqi was quite curious, and glanced at it a few times quietly, but there were only a dozen or so broken bones that had been ground without edges and corners, white and yellow in color, and drilled a transparent small eye, strung together with a thin rope, and it was impossible to see which kind of bones of birds and beasts it was.

The horn husband has always been generous, and the food shop has been waiting very carefully, the kraken meat is rough and fishy, and there is an indescribable strange smell when it is cooked, it is a supreme delicacy for the demon slaves in Xiacheng District, Wei Qiqi did not show his likes and dislikes, tasted a few pieces of meat, and was noncommittal, but ate a lot of wine.

It wasn't until April hung high and the stars loomed that he walked out of the restaurant alone. The horned man was not strong enough to drink, and he had already fallen asleep at his desk, and his saliva flowed all over the ground, and the slave hunters who "scavenged" turned around one after another, in groups of three or five, sending the kraken meat to the outside of the food shop, and their own coolies took them in.

Wei Qiqi looked at it for a while, then turned around and walked towards Shangcheng District.

The self-brewed spirits of the restaurant are sweet and full of strength, and when blown by the wind, the wine rushes up, which is very comfortable. Wei Qiqi borrowed a little drunkenness, let loose the skeleton, hummed a small tune in his mouth, swayed leisurely, and walked in the moonlight. Not long after leaving, a person came forward, looked him up and down, his face was a little uneasy, and he said in a deep voice: "Why are you drunk like this?"

Wei Qiqi recognized him, he had a relationship before, Yang Ming, the deacon of the Snow Wolf Clan, fought with Liao Xi with a red face, and finally was said by Lu Ya, and retreated, giving up the heart of the sea hippopotamus to the other party. Losing face in front of a lowly slave hunter, Yang Ming was full of depression, and when he met the culprit, he reprimanded a few words for a few words, which was not a big deal in his opinion, Wei Qiqi ignored this set, and said: "I drink and I get drunk, and you are a thief and a bird?"

Yang Ming laughed angrily, clenched his hands into fists, and scolded loudly: "What are you, you are a dog, don't kneel down for me!" He was furious in his heart, his blood surged, after all, there was a glimmer of clarity, knowing that this slave hunter was one of the "operators" that Lord Lu fancied, although he didn't think he would stand out, but before teaching him a lesson, it would inevitably be angry with Lord Lu.

Wei Qiqi stretched out his hand, put out a middle finger, and scolded a foul word, although Yang Ming couldn't understand it, he always understood the meaning when he looked at the words, and in anger, he picked up his fist and smashed it.

Before he made a move, he regretted it in his heart, this slave hunter was obviously drunk, open-mouthed, and the deacon of the snow wolf clan was as knowledgeable as a drunk, and it made people laugh when he said it. He knew that he was powerful, and he was afraid that he would accidentally kill him, so he hurriedly withdrew a few points of his strength.

Wei Seventeen came to Dayingzhou in the Qiyao Realm since he was beaten, careful everywhere, frightened step by step, the passing years were unfavorable, everything was not going well, first subject to Lan Zhenren, and then viciously fought Niu Yi, Tianlan Zhenren, and Ghost Yin Soldiers, in order to avoid Jingyun Zhenren, he finally had a place to stay, and was driven out of the abyss by the sea baby beast, fled to the Deserted North City to meet Granny Min, and was even broken up by the dawn of the true body, the violence in his heart was accumulating day by day, and at this moment he was aroused by the strength of the wine, and the caution was thrown out of the clouds, and he grabbed Yang Ming's wrist, and his five fingers tightened violently.

The wrist was like an iron hoop, not moving at all, Yang Ming was shocked, he dragged it hard, and with enough strength, Wei Qiyi let go, Yang Ming suddenly stumbled, and his face turned red with a "buzz" sound in his head. He half-straightened his waist, and before he could come back to his senses, he was punched hard in the jaw, and the force was unusually great, and the sheep screamed his head back, and the back of his head almost touched the back of his neck, and his body flew up involuntarily.

His mind was confused, he didn't expect that a mere slave hunter would dare to make a move on the deacon of the snow wolf clan.

But this is not over, Yang Ming has not yet landed, Wei Qiqi rubbed his body and rushed forward, slammed his shoulder into his chest, "gurgling" and breaking several ribs, Yang Ming was planted into a stone house like a meteor, the wall broke and the beams collapsed, burying him in the ruins.

Wei Qiqi vented the anger in his chest, only to punch and hit his shoulder, there was no figure in front of him, his eyes were blood-red, and he was still unsatisfied, looking around for a sandbag to spill his anger.

The rocks flew up, the dust was spreading, and a huge snow wolf was about to come out, grinning with teeth and eyes, lying in the snow and staring at Wei Qiqi viciously.

Wei Qiqi spat out and scolded: "It's obviously a wolf, what kind of sheep is it!

"Hehe", "Haha", "Ho", "Gurgle", "Quack", there was more than one person watching the excitement, laughter was everywhere, the sheep was annoyed and ashamed, kicked on his hind legs, turned into a white shadow, and pounced. Wei Qiqi kicked it in the jaw, took advantage of the situation to the side, bent his right elbow and slammed the snow wolf's back, grabbed the wolf's tail and shook it a few times, smashing a big hole.

Even though Yang Ming showed the original form of the snow wolf, he didn't take any advantage, and was beaten miserably by Wei Qiqi, lying motionless in the pit, dying. Wei Qiqi kicked the snow wolf a few times, seeing that it didn't look like it was pretending to be dead, and gradually calmed down, he looked down at his hands, and secretly smiled bitterly, although the "King Kong" magic body can suppress the snow wolf, it is only Er'er, if the real body is not broken, where can this snow wolf withstand his light punch!

The following offenses, beating the deacon of the snow wolf clan, that is, slapping the face of the snow wolf clan, the kamikaze camel and the vajra ape can gloat and stand by, but some people can't sit still, cough, walk forward slowly with crutches, and say weakly: "Young man, you are in trouble." ”

"It's Steward Wu!"

"What's that kid's coming from?"

"It's over!"

A whisper came with the wind, Wei Qiqi heard a few words, knew it in his heart, looked at the old man with a cane carefully, and asked, "The black steward of the snow wolf clan?"

"Ahem, ahem, it's old decay. ”

Wei Qiqi was not reserved, took the initiative to take out the swarthy token, handed it to Steward Wu with both hands, and said, "Offended, there is labor." ”

Steward Wu was slightly stunned, picked up the token and saw a secret mark, and couldn't help laughing, "It turned out to be Lu Ya's little guy, no wonder!Well, you come with me......" He didn't look at Yang Ming anymore, and walked forward on crutches by himself.

Everyone looked at each other, and when they didn't move, they dispersed in a hurry.