Chapter 28 Black Fish Human Worms are Terrible
Jietian and others did not know that the night had completed the task of subduing the spirit beast, and there was no need to worry about deducting points. The reason why I still stayed in the distance to observe was that I was reluctant to give up the toad-like Warcraft. Of course, they don't know where the strange bluestone came from.
On the dark side of the night, there is a clue. It's just that as soon as he heard the little tree spirit, he wanted to turn the biological energy weapon - blood wood into a thick wooden stick, and a certain part of him began to feel faintly painful again. The bad taste of Qingyue was really terrible.
Hei Ye didn't say anything, and secretly slandered himself in his heart, "This little tree spirit is also a little tough. It's really a sin. Why did you find such a horrible thing for her? That wooden stick is really thick, long and terrible.
Qingyue got bloodwood and was very excited. On the way back to Crescent Lake, I kept fiddling. It's amazing that the bloodwood can be remotely controlled. As soon as Qingyue waved his hand, the bloodwood shot far away. With another wave, he "sw" and came back.
This scene fell into the eyes of the night, and he was even more frightened: "Is the stuffy stick still remotely controlled? It's too insidious."
Qingyue didn't know what the night was thinking, and played with the new toy by herself. After a while, the enthusiasm had not passed. She proposed to the night, "Let's go and fight some prey, just in time to test new weapons." The night could only nod and agree, but unfortunately, he searched all the way and didn't see half an animal.
Qingyue was unwilling. After returning to the Crescent Lake, she ran to the tree forest to search for the horned yellow sheep. Who knows, these days of horned yellow sheep are afraid of the harassment of the night and vegetable rice, and they moved their nest early.
The moon is stuffy and his face is not good. Seeing this, the night quickly made a new suggestion: "Let's go fishing. Look, in such a big lake, we may catch super-large fat fish." Qingyue doesn't matter. As long as there is prey, it can satisfy her little desire.
The night gathers some grass from the shore, tie it into a large ball, and throws it into the lake. After pulling the Qingyue, the two hid on the shore to observe. Before long, there were vortices of water near the grass, and the fish came to look for food.
Qingyue is ready to make a sneak attack.
She remotely controlled the bloodwood hanging in the air and staggered to the top of the fish, but did not do it immediately. Her eyes swayed from side to side, and her mouth was picky: "This fish is too small to feed the rice. Change it. This one is too thin and definitely doesn't taste good. Change another one, this one...?"
The night was already weak. I was busy for half an afternoon, and I was a little sleepy for a long time. Seeing that there was no danger around, Qingyue refused to do it for a long time. Then he yawned and closed his eyes to refresh his mind.
"Wh..." The moon made a sound, and the night continued to swim.
"Here we are, here we are, little boy, don't move!" Qingyue seems to have locked the target.
The night rubbed his sleepy eyes, and he was woken up by "little boy". At that time, he was still in the eggshell and was called by Qingyue, so as soon as he heard this word, he was a little **.
When I opened my eyes, a huge vortex appeared on the lake. The fish that are foraging for a while**.
The sky is getting dark, and the lake is red.
The night super perception cannot be used. You can only look at it with your eyes, and you can only see a dark shadow swimming under the water. Qingyue next to her was more nervous than anyone else, and her right hand was slowly raised.
"Smash!" The night sounded lazily, in exchange for Qingyue's white eyes.
"I want you to say, huh!" Qingyue hummed while remotely controlling the stuffy stick. She waved her hand violently, and the fist-sized bloodwood accelerated in a straight line, from top to bottom, and sank into the lake like a meteor.
"Wor-la-la..."
The fish fled, revealing a dark shadow.
"It seems to have hit it," the night took out a few tough dead grasses and prepared to bundle the fish. As soon as he took a step forward, he suddenly shrank back and dragged the little tree spirit into the grass.
"Shh..." The night made a gesture to Qingyue, signaling not to make a sound, and then pointed to the lake, indicating that something was wrong.
The white belly was not seen, and a dark shadow suddenly rose from the lake.
"Woo-hoo... Who sneaked on me? It hurts." A sharp, sweet and greasy sound came from the lake.
The night and the clear moon looked at each other in disbelief.
"Will it be a ten-thousand-year-old demon? Super Warcraft can become a human form. The night only felt that his hair was upside down, and he hurriedly asked Qingyue. As soon as Qingyue took back the blood wood, he was dragged into the night and fell into the grass, and he didn't have time to observe it carefully. Hearing the night's words, she was also a little scared.
There is a 100-meter-long giant beast in the cave. It is not impossible to have another old demon here. The dark night brain is mixed with many strange memories, and the association is also relatively rich. The legends he has heard are all like this. Demons and monsters often turn into human forms, ** human beings are hooked.
It can't be blamed on his own speculation, because the bloodwood of the Qingyue weighs at least three or five kilograms. At a very fast speed, it is strong enough to smash granite stones with a diameter of more than half a meter. And the "monster" in the lake suffered this blow and only felt pain.
It's too close. It's a blessing or a curse. The night calmed himself down and motioned the clear moon to stay in the grass. He clenched the [purple cloud gun] in his hand, slowly stood up and walked towards the empty ground. He attracted the attention of the monster, and secretly contacted Caifan in his heart to let it cooperate with the attack.
He stared at the lake and was stunned.
The dark shadow slowly rose, but it was a teenager. The black clothes are tightly wrapped, revealing only a pair of light blue eyes. After leaving the lake, the teenager stepped on the lake and walked slowly to the shore.
The night is quite hesitant. Do you want to attack immediately? Without thinking, the teenager said first, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hide under the water. I'm just hungry and want to catch a fish.
Seeing that there was no movement in the dark night, Qingyue clenched the bloodwood and rushed out with a fierce expression. When the teenager saw another person on the opposite side, he stepped back a few steps and stopped in the lake and refused to go ashore.
In the barren mountains, a person appeared in the lake, and he even claimed to be fishing. Only the ghost believed it. The night did not dare to be careless at all. He shouted at the teenager, "Who are you, what's your name, where do you come from, and why did you appear in Crescent Lake?"
He didn't wait for the teenager to answer, so he secretly ordered Caifan to attack. Behind the teenager, the light suddenly rose. A white fireball shot like a meteor. "Bang", the fireball hit the target, and the shadow was knocked away and fell to the shore.
"Huh", the night and the clear moon almost sounded at the same time.
The night inserted the purple cloud gun in his hand into the ground, quickly took a bow and arrow, and a red feather was shot out.
Qingyue shot the bleeding wood again, regardless of the result.
She exerted her strength under her feet and approached the target at a high speed like a cheetah. She waved her hands constantly, and pieces of wooden thorns shot at the teenager.
When the second arrow shot out in the night, Qingyue turned into an upside-down wooden stick in her hand, clenched the end of her left hand, and her right hand rolled her body and waved forward. The wooden stick swaving a half circle in the air and went straight to the teenager's waist.
This posture is more fierce than the last time he attacked and killed Mr. Matsuda's accomplice. No one would dare to be careless, because the teenager turned into a huge ice in an instant. If you are not a monster, can you have such a strong ability?
"Bang, click..."
The wooden stick swept over the ice and shook out debris all over the sky. Qingyue shook her numb arms and pouted her little mouth angrily. She was a little stunned, took a few steps on her hind legs, took back the bloodwood, and was careful.
The night did not dare to be careless. He clenched the purple cloud gun and slowly approached.
In the lake, the rice is close to the shore. The fireball in the mouth was brewing, and it was about to shoot out, but it dissipated with a "poop" sound. It seems that its injury has not yet healed. The previous bursting fireball has reached its limit.
The two and one dragon confronted the teenager trapped in the huge ice, and no one dared to move lightly.
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This situation is somewhat similar to that of Jietian.
The sky is getting darker and darker, and the red light is gradually converging. The scenery in the mountains began to blur, and occasionally there were beasts singing, mixed with one or two desperate howls.
Hawke can't hold on anymore. He is too sleepy. He rubbed his sore eyes fiercely and straightened the shield a little. Then he put his head out of the back of the shield and looked down.
Jie Tian around him was also anxious, because his perception was not enough to detect the movement below.
It takes incomparable patience to wait for the result of the confrontation between strange stones and toads.
"Hock, don't fall asleep." Jietian reminded, "I have to get close to the target. You wait for my signal. Don't follow me, just wait here.
"Well," Hawke replied weakly, reaching out and plucking a few green grasses from his feet, randomly stuffing it into the mouth, and right to moisten his throat. He tried his best to open his eyes and watched Jietian leave. Jietian lay on the ground, squirming like a long insect, and quietly "swm" down the mountain. Nearly a hundred meters from the bottom of the mountain, it stopped.
Jietian moved his body slightly, next to a small tree with thick arms, observed in the field, and the situation in perception began to become clear.
The bluestone has converge into a ball and is motionless. On the other hand, the toad stared at the boulder and breathed for a long time. The two are less than ten meters apart, but they stand quietly like sculptures.
Jietian secretly pinched a giant mosquito staring at his face. He did not dare to move lightly, let alone make a sound.
"Puff", a soft sound suddenly came from behind him, and Jietian quickly adjusted the direction of perception. Hawk's broad sword penetrated a black worm the size of a wooden basin, and the smelly black thick pulp drenched his face.
"Damn it!" Jietian cursed, but the toad and the strange stone did not notice. He prayed to himself, "Don't be poisonous."
Before I had time to think about it, I heard Hawke's cough.
"It's broken."
Jietian was so anxious that he couldn't care about the bluestone and toad below, and hurriedly climbed in the direction of Hawke.
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On the dark side of the night, there has also been a change. The huge ice outside the teenager suddenly began to crumbl and turned into a pool of clear water. He suddenly put on a long gun and used a move to catch the moon. With a breeze, he went straight to the young man's head.
"Don't kill me, I'll surrender!" The voice came to his ears, and the night long gun twisted, and the tip of the gun rubbed the teenager's face. The face towel was taken by, revealing a tender and pale melon seed face. The teenager trembled and dared not face it.
"Pup", the back of the teenager's head suddenly got heavy, and his body fell forward.
Qingyue was worried about fraud, so she secretly sent Xuemu and patted a stuffy stick. The night took back the long gun, but he didn't dare to be careless. He circled around the teenager and sent the vegetable rice to get closer.
"Qingyue, Shanteng." Order in the dark.
The little tree spirit didn't say much. As soon as he turned around, he sank into the grass that was more than half a person's height and rushed to the tree wrapped in the rattan in the distance. After a while, he took the mountain vine back. He ordered the vegetable rice to be close to the watch, and the two began to tie up the teenager, as strong as zongzi.
"Wow..., it shouldn't be a monster."
The night breathed a sigh of relief and ordered to Qingyue, "Take the rice to catch some fish together. Be careful not to go far. I'll take this prisoner back to the camp first for interrogation.
"Well, you should also be careful." The little tree spirit also relaxed and saw the night go far away. Then, together with the vegetable rice, he continued to shoot the black bricks at the fish in the lake.
When I returned to the boulder by the lake at night, I couldn't help but be happy to see that those lost traces had actually picked up many dead branches. These little things saw a bonfire in the camp yesterday, and today they actually know how to collect firewood.
Throw the prisoner under his armpits randomly towards the side. He took out a flint from his waist and lit it next to the dead grass and branches. In a short time, a thin smoke came out. He blew hard and choked so hard that tears were about to come out, which ignited the dead branches.
"This flint is really not easy to use. One day I have to learn the ability to set fire in Qingyue!" The night sighed and let a group of monkeys run around the fire, ready to begin to interrogate the prisoners.