"Hurry! Come back soon!"
"You guys! Hurry up! We'll be back to the village soon!"
"Everyone, hold on a little longer. We'll be safe once we get back to the village!"
"Damn it, these wailing cats' heads are not even as big as my balls, yet they are so scary." Shi Tiezhu cursed and got up.
"Shi Tiezhu, hurry up and leave. Don't confront these things head-on!" Shi Dashu hurriedly pulled up Tiezhu.
There was a team of seven people in total, but now there are only three left. They were from a hunting team and all were from Huangshi Village.
Their village prepares baptism for children every month, and they came out today to hunt ferocious beasts.
Because they risked their lives to collect a precious medicine, they encountered the Ghostly Cat Head. Not only did they lose the ferocious beast, but they also lost four lives. Now the situation is extremely dangerous, and if they are not careful, the entire army may be wiped out.
Shi Tiezhu was in the middle of the team, holding something in his arms. He was extremely anxious at this time and could only hope to return to Huangshi Village as soon as possible.
Captain Shi Feng shouted, and with one blow, he chopped the heads of the three ghostly cats that were charging at him from behind in half:
"Hurry! Go!"
This ghostly cat head, although it looks like a cat's head because of its furry appearance, actually has a ghost face with a cracked mouth occupying half of its head.
Individually, the Ghostly Cat Head is very weak, a level 0 spiritual creature without even 1 spiritual value, but they live in groups, and once encountered, there may be at least hundreds, and at most tens of thousands.
If surrounded, there is basically no chance of survival, and only the Lord of Sacrificial Spirits and the high priest can resist.
Their Huangshi Village is a small village with a population of only more than 200 people.
A lot of people have died in the past five years, but it's still a lot more than five years ago. After all, although it's dangerous, there's plenty of food to eat and no need to worry about going hungry. The village has reclaimed hundreds of acres of land and planted wheat once a month, which yields two thousand kilograms per acre.
Therefore, every household is working hard to give birth, in order to give birth to a child with good qualifications, who will be enlightened by the Lord of the Spiritual Sacrifices in the future, cultivate successfully, and protect the village.
The cultivation of these ordinary people is different from that of players like Chen Yu. They cannot start by absorbing and exhaling spiritual energy and learning to practice Qi, nor can they increase their spiritual value and obtain spiritual energy directly by eating.
They all rely on the divine patterns bestowed by the spirit god to refine the essence of the ferocious beasts and precious medicines to temper their bodies, tempering their muscles, bones, membranes, internal organs, and only those with spirituality may have a 1% chance of comprehending the art of storing and breathing.
The only one who has reached this level in Huangshi Village, apart from the mysterious and unpredictable Lord of Sacrificial Spirits, is the high priest.
"Hurry! Those ghosts are catching up!" Shi Feng shouted anxiously.
Aa ...
A ghostly cat head suddenly jumped out from the bushes, and with its mouth full of fangs, it bit Shi Tiezhu's calf directly!
“Ahhhh!”
Shi Tiezhu screamed and stumbled and fell.
Shi Dashu hurriedly came up to help Shi Tiezhu up, looking at the crying cat head with an anxious expression.
The ghost cat's head has fangs as sharp as nails. Once it bites something, it is difficult to pull it off unless you sacrifice a piece of flesh.
Shi Tiezhu knew that he had been bitten in the calf and that he would not be able to escape today no matter what, so he took out the things in his arms, stuffed them into Shi Dashu's hands, and pushed Shi Dashu away:
"Take this thing! Go!"
After saying this, he ignored the obstruction, limped and stayed behind, fighting with the ghost-crying cat head that pounced on him.
"Iron Pillar!"
Shi Dashu roared and held the thing in his hand tightly!
"Captain, take the tree and go!"
Shi Tiezhu swung his sword and was instantly submerged by the ghostly cat head.
Shi Feng grabbed the tree and said, "Let's go!"
"Um!"
But after running for less than two minutes, Shi Feng stopped instantly.
"What's wrong?" Shi Dashu wiped his tears.
Shi Feng was silent for two seconds: "There's no way out."
"No, there's no way?"
Shi Dashu stared blankly ahead.
Woo woo woo~~
Woo woo woo ah~~
Awooo wooo wooo~~
A bunch of ghostly cat heads came out from the bushes.
Shi Feng looked back and took a deep breath. "Big Tree, whether anyone in this village can escape the wilderness and fight for a better future depends on you!"
"Feng, Brother Feng, what are you going to do?"
Shi Dashu felt uneasy. He looked at the things in his arms, lowered his head and gritted his teeth: "Don't worry, Brother Feng, everyone will not die in vain! It won't!"
Shi Feng smiled reassuringly: "Take a look at Hao'er's future for me."
“Ahhhh!”
Shi Feng's body suddenly burst into flames, the flames were blood red! The pain of being shattered into pieces continued to destroy his will.
"I'll stop them, Dashu, go!"
"yes!"
Shi Dashu knelt on one knee and rushed out from the opening created by the stone peak.
Blood-red flames were steaming behind him, accompanied by heart-wrenching screams and cries of flesh being torn apart.
After Shi Dashu walked away for dozens of meters, there was an explosion behind him!
boom!
The powerful shock wave sent Shi Dashu flying.
The broken stones and branches left scars on his body. Shi Dashu gritted his teeth and looked at the Ganoderma lucidum the size of an egg in his arms. Hope suddenly ignited in his body. He wrapped his things tightly, stood up and continued to run, heading towards Huangshi Village.
This is a Ganoderma lucidum that is imbued with the energy of good fortune. It is a treasure even in the entire Baolian Continent. If the news gets out, it will probably cause a fight among the big cities.
He didn't know how long he had been running, but in a daze, he heard a voice saying, "Uncle Dashu."
Then he fell to the ground.
Huangshi Village
In front of a meter-high green divine stone, a man covered in wounds lay. Strands of spiritual light fell from the green divine stone and merged into the figure on the ground.
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