Tempests of a Foreign World

After Feng Feng Yehan meditated, she saw that Binger was still reading, and she was a little sleepy, but she fell asleep. The next day it was bright, the chickens in the village just started, and Feng Yehan woke up.

"Sorry, Sister Binger originally wanted to guard you and know that he was asleep." Feng Yehan was a little embarrassed, but he was really tired for the past two days.

"It's okay, you have worked hard for the past two days." Binger put down the book, but it was not Feng Yehan's, but a book about monsters. Feng Yehan was on the table next to him.

Feng Feng Yehan put the book into a storage bag and said, "Sister Binger, how much did you read?"

"I looked at it a bit, and found that it was too ridiculous, so I didn't want to read it." Binger shook the book in his hand and said, "This time I underestimated the ordinary monster, whether it is a fiery ant or a fire. Wait, although it ’s just an ordinary monster, it ’s also very difficult to deal with. I thought that only the endless deep forest and the monsters in places like the Dragon-shaped Mountains deserve my attention. ”

Xiao Feng Yehan smiled and didn't speak, but went out and gave Binger a basin of water to wash her face. After breakfast, she learned about the village outside.

Feng Yehan didn't dare to take out his own weapon, and he didn't dare to reveal such things as the storage bag. He could only put the storage bag in his arms, and there was a handle in his waist, which was the last thing he bought in the city. .

This village is between mountains and forests. Most of the men in the village have been recruited, but the other half has not been a widow village. They rely on the mountains to eat the mountains. Most of the people in the village hunt for mountains and live on the mountains. Sometimes they also go to the forests. Collect some medicinal materials and go to a small town about fifty or sixty miles away to sell them, and then exchange some necessities and other things.

Most of the people in the village are martial arts proficient magicians. Occasionally, there are some martial arts masters who are not condensed into liquids. Feng Yehan asked Huizi to borrow his farm clothes and change them, and Liu said this. It was her grandson from her distant cousin who came to visit her.

Zhang Lao is still drinking tea under the tree in the village entrance. It is already autumn, and the frequency of hunting up the mountain is getting higher and higher. After all, it is going to winter in the future, so you must save some rations.

Feng Feng Yehan turned around in a circle, and Liu said that he would go to the market to buy some good ingredients and add the game at home to entertain Feng Yehan once.

Huizi did not go hunting today, but still rubbed his hunting fork there, and then touched the machete around his waist. At first Feng Yehan didn't care, but found something wrong, this Hui has been doing these two things, but his eyes However, he had been staring at the door of his brother's room intentionally or unintentionally, and that room was now Binger.

Begging for money or have a bright heart? Feng Yehan pretended not to notice, moved a stool to sit in the yard to bask in the sun, and then talked to Huizi, and found that it should be the latter, there should be no problem, sister Binger Even if it is not convenient to move, there should be no problem in dealing with this small role.

Binger held Zhang Lao and gave a crutch out, and then the light in Huizi's eyes became stronger after entering the toilet. Feng Yehan sighed silently, then stood up and said to Huizi, "Brother Huizi, this hunter The fork and the machete are almost rubbed. We might as well go hunting in the mountains. I have n’t hunted for a long time. "

Tong Huizi froze, but immediately agreed, Feng Yehan and Binger returned to the room and told her to go hunting. Binger frowned slightly, but no objection, let Feng Yehan go.

The two walked between the mountains. Terako was obviously an old hunter. He could tell whether it was a monster or a beast based on some traces, such as footprints. What kind of monster is it? What is the strength of the monster? Although Feng Yehan can also see that these are monsters But at best I can barely discern what level of monsters.

"Brother Wu, do you use your fist without a weapon in your body, first say that my weapon will not be lent to you, and these two things will be used for life." Feng Yehan apparently would not use his real name at his house, he Now called Wu Han.

"Brother Huizi, please rest assured, I have my own means." Feng Yehan smiled and didn't care.

Xi Huizi looked at Feng Yehan without a sword and sword, and stopped talking, and then he followed up with a footprint, followed by Feng Yehan.

"Brother Wu, your daughter-in-law is so beautiful." Zhang Hui said without a thought. If Feng Yehan didn't understand, he thought Zhang Hui was envious of Feng Yehan, but Feng Yehan judged from this road, the one he met before The monster beast strength is probably a martial art master magic master level monster, but Zhang Hui has not yet reached that strength.

Take me to send it, or will it sell me later? Feng Yehan looks like the latter.

"Thank Brother Huizi for the compliment, Brother Huizi will surely find a beautiful daughter-in-law." Feng Yehan said so, but sighed in the heart, I hope Huizi can understand this time, they had planned to The village stayed for a few days, and left after Binger recovered his ability to move. Don't do anything to annoy Binger. This girl does whatever she wants, and she will kill if she is not careful.

Sure enough, Feng Yehan has already felt the breath of that monster, and Zhang Hui knows that the monster is ahead by virtue of many years of experience.

Howling Yehan walked ahead and said, "Is the monster just ahead? Let's hurry up and surround him."

辉 Zhang Hui thought to himself, you ca n’t blame me if you are rushing to die, but you say, "Let me go first. This monster has some strength. You wait for my signal."

Feng Yehan pretended not to understand and followed Zhang Hui forward. Sure enough, there was a big wild boar lying under the tree in front of him. He just finished eating and rested there. According to the aura revealed on his body, it should be that he had just been promoted to the level of magic master. Martial arts is, of course, the master of martial arts.

Howling Yehan frowned and said, "Brother Huizi, this wild boar has some strength, can we do it?"

Tong Huizi pretended to disdain: "The wild boar is afraid, really counseling, no matter how strong he is, it is a pig. I have to slaughter a few every month. I will go first. You wait for my signal and then we solve it together."

Xi Huizi carefully lifted her fork and went slowly step by step ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He said so, but the closer to the whole body the more trembling, at this time also only three or four meters away from the wild boar.

Suddenly, the boar opened his eyes, and his eyes showed an anthropomorphic disdainful look. He directly arched his long fangs toward Zhang Hui. Zhang Hui also launched a ruthless fork and inserted it directly in front of him. On one side of the water shield, the shield broke instantly, but Zhang Hui just threw the hunting fork over, but the man stepped back and shouted, "Brother Wu shot."

Feng Yehan's eyes flashed cold, and I wanted to leave him like that, but he sighed, his mind was really poisonous, and he angered the wild boar and called himself up, and then he fled. I gave him a delay, and when he returned, The family said that they had to go up the mountain to hunt and then met a powerful monster and died unfortunately. Feng Yehan probably thought about the plans Zhang Hui had in mind.

Feng Feng Yehan still stepped forward, and Zhang Hui retreated to the back and began to sneer, but saw Feng Yehan take out his hand from his waist, and after a sound, the wild boar fell to the ground and his head was beaten.

Joking, the spiritual power coupled with the fine iron bomb is equal to the magic power of the magician's early period added to the fine iron bomb of the martial arts master's initial level of speed and power, and it is also a complete shot of the small master's magician's initial shot, although half an hour Only the second round, but Feng Yehan directly broke the boar's head, so there is no need for the second round.

Zhang Hui was stunned, Feng Yehan pulled a leg of a wild boar and said to Zhang Hui, "Come to help, I'm too tired to drag alone."

Zhang Huizhang came forward. He knew Feng Yehan's hands and had seen it, but he still rarely saw such a mighty power, and he felt hesitant.

Feng Feng Yehan decided to remind Zhang Hui, with a smile on his face, pretending to be inadvertent greetings:

"Be careful! The mountain road is slippery."