Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Strange dragon cubs are lively, even a little too lively.

All the way the hunter carried them back to the camp, they were trying to gnaw off two pieces of meat from the hunter.

Ordinary people may already be dripping with blood, but whether it is Gordon's [He Yao] or Hayata's black dragon armor, they cannot be chewed by the small teeth of two cubs.

Instead, they wiped their saliva all over, which was a bit disgusting.

"It's a pity that I didn't come out with an anesthetic for capture." Gordon returned to the camp with a sigh, "It's better to calm down after the numbness has turned over."

"After all, we just came out to collect round cactus." Hayata pulled out the strange dragon cub that was sucked on her armor again, found a strong string, tied them tightly, and stuffed them into the storage box.

The poisonous dragon and the strange dragon belong to the same order of the strange dragon (belonging to the upper family of the poisonous dragon and the upper family of the rare white dragon), and they are very close in relationship.

Back then they were anesthetized, frozen, and packed in boxes, and the poisonous dragon cubs were still alive and kicking. Presumably, these two strange dragon cubs would be fine if they didn't eat or drink and were tied up for a few days.

Seeing that Hayata placed the strange dragon cubs, Gordon looked at her, "The spherical cactus for the collection task was collected yesterday, and the ingredients for the competition are also prepared, and the plan has been completed. What should we do next? ?”

In fact, Gordon didn't mean anything, he was just thinking about the next action in the literal sense, but his words and deeds in the past few days caused some over-interpretation in Hayata

With a flustered expression, she took out a strange dragon cub that had just been put in for half a minute from the storage box, "How about we get one to eat first? As for the ingredients for the competition, one should be enough Already!"

"Uh, that's fine."

Gordon doesn't think they can rely on the "ingredient" of the strange dragon cub to win the award, so he doesn't think there is any problem with eating it in advance, "So how should this thing be roasted like the poisonous dragon cub? Unfortunately, no Bring out the pork chops."

Realizing that she was thinking too much, Hayata secretly adjusted her mood and recalled: "When I was in Bokai Village, the mother-in-law of the village head made it for me once, and it was stewed.

Use Bobo's bone and flesh to make soup, cut the cleaned strange dragon cubs into small pieces, fry them, pour them into the soup and simmer slowly, then add potatoes, carrots and other stew-resistant vegetables, and the ingredients are all soft and rotten You can eat it later.

delicious! "

"Sounds good." Gordon swallowed, "There's no Bobo here, I'll kill the herbivorous dragon later, it should be about the same.

For vegetables, can the ball cactus be stewed? "

"I don't know." Hayata shook her head blankly, "Isn't this usually made for salad?"

The thoughts of the two have completely turned to food.

"What other vegetable can be found in the desert? Rock fruit? Dragon flower fruit? Tropical pineapple?" Gordon mused.

"It's all fruit"

"Let's go find it together, and find what to stew!"

"Okay!" Hayata threw the writhing strange dragon cub back into the storage box, and followed Gordon out of the camp excitedly.

This large oasis is not a high-level hunting ground. The strange dragon, the most dangerous monster in the whole area, has been beaten to the point of hiding in the underground cave and dare not show its face.

Like bandits, two high-ranking hunters rampage through the oasis.

Hayata found a kind of magical berry, which was actually hot when held in her hands. She also picked up a magical mineral whose shape and color were almost exactly the same as real flowers. It was a pity that she couldn't eat it, but she thought it looked good, so she put it away and prepared to eat it. Go back and put it in the vase.

Gordon collected a lot of peppers, dug up a particularly large cactus, and slaughtered a herbivorous dragon who was not in a good mood and might have suffered from heat stroke.

The two didn't return to the camp until they couldn't take it anymore.

Couldn't find any vegetables suitable for stewing, so they changed their minds, what vegetables? Put more meat to make it pure meat, and sprinkle two more peppers, how can it not be delicious?

Hayata, who couldn't get her hands free, had a mysterious strawberry scorched in her mouth by Gordon. She hissed and picked up the writhing strange dragon cub, and ran to the waters to slaughter and strip it.

Gordon stayed in the camp, picked up the good meat parts of the herbivorous dragon, poured them all into the large iron pot near the camp, and stewed them in one pot.

After all the ingredients were put into the pot, and the two of them were squatting beside the iron pot with a tempting aroma and drooling, Hayata suddenly said, "What do you think Fengying and the others should be doing now?"

"I don't know." Gordon dug out a piece of watery cactus flesh with a knife, put it in Sekhayata's mouth, and then ate a piece himself, vaguely said: "Maybe I'm lazy and sleeping."

"Fuck it!"

Roaring, Fengying smashed the black-horned dragon's head hard, and then inserted the sword into the shield, launching a super solution with full energy after fully charging the defense.

The sparkling hot ax blade swung with all her strength as she swung it hard, and landed heavily on the top of the black-horned dragon's head, at the root of the left corner.

This is already an untold number of blows, and finally, the huge curved horn full of cut marks and cracks broke completely from the root, and fell on the sand beside it.

"Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" the black horned dragon let out a series of tragic howls.

Putting up the sword and shield again, Fengying, whose face was covered in blood and sweat, was breathing heavily. Those blood stains included black-horned dragons and her own.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and from early morning until now, the fierce battle without rest had been going on for almost a whole day.

Her throat was so dry that there was no trace of moisture left, Fengying could only growl weakly in her heart: Isn't my motherfucker really hunting black-horned dragons alone?

Sister Maca has been doing guerrilla support, and even specially attracted the horned dragon to fight with the black horned dragon, but unfortunately the effect was mediocre, but the horned dragon was beaten badly by the black horned dragon, and ran away in despair.

The question is, what about that Anshir guy? ! The sound of the ballista firing stopped for a long time, and touching fish is not like this!

If that guy had fired at all his strength, the battle would have been resolved by noon!

Just thinking like this, a ghost ejected on her body, injecting some new strength into her tired body, followed by another recovery bullet.

"Snapped!"

Feng Ying, whose face was splashed by the liquid medicine, stared at the dead fish eyes, turned her eyes to look, and saw An Xier put away the heavy crossbow in the distance, and made a "come on" gesture to her.

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The bastard! It's just to trick her into coming out to challenge the Black Horned Dragon!

Feng Ying, whose temper was on the rise, took a deep breath, "Then I'll show you one-on-one!"

Facing the head-down Black-horned Dragon rushing towards him, Fengying slid sideways and dodged to the left side of the Black-horned dragon.

This half of the dragon's horn has been shattered by her, and while the attack range has been greatly reduced, most of the black-horned dragon's head has also lost the protection of the curved horn, with obvious flaws.

"untie!"

The chopping sword and the large shield instantly switched to become a giant axe, grasping the timing of the black horned dragon's sudden collision, and slamming it hard on the side of the face with a big blow.

The black horned dragon's head tilted suddenly, its center of gravity was unstable and it staggered forward.

Fengying saw the opportunity and pulled Xiang Chong, leaped to get close to the head of the black-horned dragon again, and knocked it to the ground with another top-to-bottom super-clear tap.

Seeing the black-horned dragon howling and falling to the ground, Fengying raised her hand high and made a rude gesture.

"boom!"

Another return round landed on the back of her head.