Beast Summoner

"Brother Zhenbang, don't think so much, you also have important things to do! We don't have enough time! We can save you for a while, but not for a lifetime. We can only hope that they will be lucky and have good fortune!" Long Miao

Miao's heart ached when she saw the look in Li Zhenbang's eyes.

"If you are really worried, then we can just go with you." Long Miaomiao hesitated, his eyes dim.

"Silly girl, you are right. We can save you for a while, but not for a lifetime. What's more, our time is very tight. Drink the water of life and have a good rest, and then we will go find the century-old requiem grass.

." Seeing Long Miaomiao who was looking a little pale due to excessive use of fighting spirit, Li Zhenbang felt very uncomfortable and casually handed over a bottle of water of life.

Originally, before Long Miaomiao's trial, Li Zhenbang put a lot of water of life into her space ring, but Long Miaomiao was not willing to use it, and always used recovery potions to speed up her recovery.

Due to taking too many restorative potions in the Temple of War, Long Miaomiao's body has developed a certain degree of resistance to the restorative potions. If he does not take proper care, it may have a negative impact on his body.

The reason why Li Zhenbang gave Long Miaomiao the water of life was not only to quickly restore her fighting spirit, but also to condition and improve her body.

After taking the water of life, Long Miaomiao crossed her legs and recovered. Green energy flowed in and on the surface of Long Miaomiao's body, and white energy was constantly being eliminated from the body. The white energy was the recovery medicine remaining in the body.

After a short time, the green energy slowly restrained itself and integrated into Long Miaomiao's body. When Long Miaomiao opened his eyes again, his fighting spirit had recovered to 70% to 80%.

"Why didn't you use the Water of Life to restore your fighting spirit during the trial? The Water of Life is not like the recovery medicine. Taking large amounts for a long time will have negative effects on the body." Li Zhenbang looked at Long Miaomiao with some reproach.

"There are so many recovery potions and they are easy to get, so of course I have to use the recovery potion first!" Long Miaomiao smiled playfully at Li Zhenbang.

"I know my body well. Don't worry, it will be fine. At worst, I won't have to restore the potion in the future. I will wait until the potion is completely used up." There is one thing that Long Miaomiao has not said in his heart, that is, there is not much water of life left.

, how could she be willing to spend so much.

"You! Remember this from now on. You don't have to save money for me. You just have to take care of yourself without me to figure it out!" Li Zhenbang looked at Long Miaomiao with a serious face. How could he not know what Long Miaomiao was thinking?

Thoughts.

"Oh, I got it. Huh! I will make you poor and poor, and let you drink the northwest wind!" Long Miaomiao pouted, looking impatient, but he was already happy in his heart...

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"Brother Zhenbang, we have almost visited this mountain and found a lot of precious medicinal materials. However, we still haven't found the requiem grass that is over a hundred years old. The highest age is only one that is more than fifty years old. What should we do next?

What should we do? If it doesn't work, we can only try our luck with the Beast King!" Long Miaomiao looked at Li Zhenbang, feeling a little worried for him.

It has been three days since we separated from the Thunder Mercenary Group, and there is still no harvest. I am afraid that there will be no requiem grass in the Tania Mountains for more than a hundred years.

"If we have the strength to see the Beast King now, I'm afraid we will be stopped without even meeting him." Li Zhenbang shook his head. If there were only two of him and Long Miaomiao, the chance of meeting the Beast King would be almost zero.

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"Then what should we do? Don't we want it anymore?" Long Miaomiao looked at Li Zhenbang doubtfully. Only a hundred-year-old Requiem Grass cannot offset the pain of tempering the soul.

"Hmph! If it doesn't work, a hundred-year-old Requiem Grass will be enough. I don't believe that I can't stand the pain of a soul-tempering soul! But we have to wait until we return to the Carlo Empire. Use Soul-Condensing Qingming outside.

Dan, the unknown risks are too great." Li Zhenbang clenched his fist.

Even if he didn't get a hundred-year-old Requiem Grass, he would still choose to take the Soul-Condensing Qingming Pill. What's more, he got one now. In theory, the pain can be reduced by at least half.

"Then what are we going to do next? Go back to Carlo City?" Long Miaomiao really missed her godmother Alpha.

"Let's go back to Longcheng to rest for a while first! We just happened to go back to the college to have a look and pick up my graduation certificate." Li Zhenbang thought for a while, shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile.

Judging by time, if nothing unexpected happens, the large army should have returned to Dragon City long ago. And based on the subtle connection between Li Zhenbang and Omega, he can also know the approximate location of Omega. The specific location is not clear.

, but I know that it is already within the Carlo Empire, and seems to be close to the direction of the imperial capital.

Since they had decided to return to the Carlo Empire first, the two of them did not stop any longer and flew directly towards the Dragon City in the sixth-order Winged Bird Beast.

The winged bird's back is very wide, so Li Zhenbang and Long Miaomiao didn't look crowded even when they were sitting cross-legged. The two of them took advantage of the winged bird's flight to adjust their posture...

"Hill, tell me quickly! Where are those two people? Don't toast and you will be fined!" Fuck pointed at Hill with a hook and said impatiently.

"I have told you so many times, we have been separated a long time ago, and we have no idea where they have gone!" Hill spat out a mouthful of blood, and his clothes were in tatters and stained red with blood.

From the team of more than a dozen people before, now there are less than ten who can breathe, and no more than five who are still fighting.

Miss Dai'er was protected by Hill and others and was not captured by Fake's people. It was not that Fake had no chance, but that there was no need at all. The entire Thunder Mercenary Group could be said to have been wiped out.

, Miss Dai'er is already in their palms, and there is no chance of escape, so they are not anxious at all.

"Separated? Huh! Hill, no matter where those two people are, I will not let them go! But I want to recover some interest from you first!" Fake's eyes glanced at Hill and around him with a dark look.

A member of the Thunder Mercenary Group.

Hill felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and his whole body felt a little tense, but he still took a step forward and blocked the others. He is the deputy leader of the Thunder Mercenary Group. At the critical moment, he must

Responsibility to other team members.

"Hill, you are very good at being a hero! Since you want to be a hero, wouldn't it disappoint you if I don't help you? I am a person who likes to fulfill other people's ideals, so I decided to help you

A handful!" Farke sneered and walked towards Hill.

"Farke, what do you want to do? Don't mess around!" Hill took a step back unconsciously.

There is a level difference in strength between them. Even if Farke has not fully recovered his strength, he is still a golden warrior. Even in his prime, he would not be Farke's opponent now, not to mention that he is seriously injured at the moment and is not even using half of his strength.

Not coming out.

"I don't want to mess around? Humph! That little bitch who helped you at that time did a lot of messing around with me! If the bishop hadn't happened to be stationed at our violent mercenary group, I'm afraid I would have become a useless person forever!"

Farke roared at Hill, obviously he couldn't let go of the harm Long Miaomiao had done to him.

"Hill, I want to see if you can find a chance to be reborn after going through the same thing as me!" Fake's eyes were wide open and bloodshot, looking at Hill's

His eyes were full of madness.

"Fake, seeing as we didn't stop you when you were seriously injured and being carried away, please let the others go and I'll let you do what you want!" Hill knew that he was doomed, but he still tried hard to find opportunities, at least

We must find a way out for our brothers.

"Let the others go? Then it depends on whether you have the ability! Don't say I bully you, I will let you use one hand. If you can force me to use the other hand, I will let them go!" General Fuck said

He threw the tiger-headed double thorns aside, put his right hand behind his back, and stretched out his left hand. He was very confident that Hill at this time would not be his opponent even if he grew two more hands.

Farke is not left-handed, but he has used the Tiger Head Double Thorn all year round, and there is not much difference in the flexibility of his left and right hands. The reason for this is because Hill is right-handed, and he will be very uncomfortable suddenly fighting with his left hand.

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Seeing that Farke actually gave up his weapon, Hill was stunned for a moment. This was a naked provocation, but it was also an opportunity.

Hill is not as arrogant as Farke. He has no intention of giving up using weapons. Although it is a bit unethical to do so, Farke is a golden warrior, and he is only a silver warrior, and he is also seriously injured.

Hill took a deep breath, made a lunge, held the spear tightly with both hands, and pointed the tip of the spear at Fake.

"Hill, are you just going to stand there and fight me? If you don't want to come over, then I will go over!" Although Fake said this, he had no intention of rushing forward.

However, Hill knew that if he did not attack, Farke would be the first to attack. He was already at a disadvantage, and if he lost the opportunity to strike first, he would probably be even more passive.

Thinking of this, Hill no longer hesitated, and with the momentum of a spear dancing like a dragon emerging from the water, he attacked Fake.

Looking at the shadows of guns flying in the sky, Fuck curled his lips in disdain and coldly snorted: "Fancy fists and embroidered legs, all kinds of bells and whistles." Lightning flashed out of his left hand, and he grabbed the tip of the spear among the chaotic shadows of guns.

Hill hurriedly tried his best to pull the spear and retreat, but the spear seemed to be caught by iron pliers and did not move at all.

Hill couldn't help but increase his strength, trying to snatch the spear back, but Fuck suddenly let go, and Hill took a few steps back, almost falling.

Farke did not miss this opportunity, stepped forward, made a fist with his left hand, and struck Hill in the face.