Chapter 37

The mutant swift is a very alert bird!

With the help of the cover of mountains, rocks and vegetation, Qing Que cautiously approached the big tree where the mutant swift was, while trying hard to recall some customs and characteristics of the mutant swift.

Generally speaking, mutant swifts are a gregarious species...

But now on the surrounding trees, there is only such a mutated swift!

This is clearly a mutant swift alone, unless...

Qing Que just had some doubts in his heart. The mutated swift on the treetop not far away seemed to have sensed the approaching danger. It flapped its wings uncomfortably on the treetop, and then jumped up from the treetop, ready to fly .

Qingque's heart suddenly rose to her throat...

However, he soon discovered that the mutated swift that had just left the treetops, instead of flying into the air, sank down suddenly, almost hitting the ground.

The mutated swift struggled to flap its wings, let out a series of calls that sounded like a "sorrow" to the blue sparrow, lifted its flight trajectory crookedly, and finally landed at twenty or thirty. On the top of another big tree ten feet away.

"Ha, sure enough, it is injured, no wonder it will be alone!"

Waves of excitement surged in Qingque's heart: "It's time for me, Qingque, to accept this great gift. Once I can capture this mutated swift alive, I have the hope to use it to purify the spiritual blood in my body. When the time comes, the name Qingque will be used." It doesn't suit me anymore, I will be given the surname 'Yan' which symbolizes a pure-blood descendant, and the name 'Yanqing' will be very good by then..."

Qingque, who was imagining the future, didn't realize it at all. As he followed the trail of this Qingque, the distance between him and the mouth of the valley became farther and farther.

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On the mountain ridge, Shang Xia saw with his own eyes the Spirit Sparrow sitting cross-legged on the roof of the Jinyun car, who seemed to be the leader of the three in both status and strength, walking towards the valley entrance.

Shang Xia was extremely happy in his heart, he didn't expect Thunderbird and Yan Nier to really understand what he meant.

But the question now is to see how long Yan Nier can delay!

No, it must be done quickly. A bird can do what it is now, and it can't ask for more!

Shang Xia saw the right moment, starting from the blind spot of the oriole in the valley, with the help of the cover of the rocks, he approached him little by little.

In the valley, the oriole didn't know that the danger was approaching.

This guy seems to be an alcoholic, and he seems to have restrained himself in front of the sparrow just now.

At this moment, the sparrow left, and he drank the spirits in the deerskin bag in a few sips.

Then he walked carelessly to one of the Jinyun carts, took out a wine barrel from it very skillfully, lifted the lid, inserted the funnel hanging on the side of the barrel into the mouth of the deerskin bag, and used a bamboo spoon to He picked up a spoonful of wine, poured it into his own mouth first, and then filled the deerskin bag with wine.

The rich aroma of wine immediately permeated the valley, it was the taste of Baicao Niang.

Different from the pot of Baihualu that Shang Xia was carrying, Baicao Niang has the effect of healing, especially for some internal organs injuries, while Baihualu simply helps to restore the depleted vitality in Wuxiu's body.

At this time, Shang Xia had already descended from the ridge all the way to the half-hill slope that was only twenty or thirty feet away from the valley.

At this time, there are fewer and fewer terrains that can hide his figure. Shang Xia even saw that many students in the middle of the valley had spotted him and looked over. Many people's eyes even shone with excitement and hope. color.

Fortunately, they all understand that they must not make a sound at this time, and the Cangling Wuxiu in the valley must not find that Shang Xia is approaching. Xia looked over.

Even so, most of them are still young at heart, and it is inevitable that there will be a little commotion because of the hope of salvation.

Huang Que suddenly turned around, grinning and showing a mouth full of yellow teeth, and said with a breath of alcohol, "Why, there is only your Master Huang Que left here, do you feel that the opportunity to escape has come?"

Seeing the dozen or so young men and women squatting on the ground bowing their heads and looking down, as if they dare not answer, Huang Que felt even more relieved, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face full of flesh, and said: "Now let's go Let’s make a game, don’t say that Uncle Huangque won’t give you a chance, from now on you can try to escape, and promise not to chase you until Uncle Huangque finishes drinking this bag of wine, how about it?”

"It's time to start!"

As the oriole spoke, she shook the deerskin bag in her hand, and was about to turn her head to drink wine from her mouth.

"Don't listen to him, everyone, he just wants to find a reason to beat us up!"

Huang Que let out a "hmm", turned his head back when he was about to turn away, looked at the speaker, and said fiercely, "Boy, do you dare to question your Uncle Huang Que?"

Huang Zihua was stared at by the oriole, and his momentum of speaking just now weakened, as if recalling some painful memory, his eyes dodged a little.

However, as his eyes glanced behind Huang Que without a trace, Huang Zihua's courage came from somewhere, and he bravely raised his head to meet Huang Que's fierce eyes, saying: "You are a pervert! Our man Sooner or later you will find this place, when you..."

"Boy, don't wait until then, believe it or not, your uncle can tear your muscles apart right now?"

Huang Que grabbed Huang Zihua's skirt and lifted him in front of her with one hand.

Huang Zihua turned his face sideways to avoid the spitting stars from the oriole's mouth, looked behind him and sneered, "You have no chance!"

Huang Que was taken aback for a moment, then as if realizing something, she suddenly turned her head and looked behind her.

However, the last impression left in his gaze was an unusually familiar willow-leaf scimitar!

"Isn't that Miss Ming's weapon?"

With the last doubt, the consciousness of Cangling Wuxiu Huangque was completely plunged into darkness.

"Brother Shang!"

Huang Zihua didn't care about the blood sprayed all over his head and face, and excitedly shouted at Shang Xia who was walking over.

It's just that his image at this time is really not good, he looks like a ghost.

"Hush!"

Shang Xia made a silent gesture, then nodded to the students, and gave Huang Zihua a pair of willow-leaf scimitars in his hand, and threw the other in front of Jiao Haitang, while he walked quickly and silently. Go towards the mouth of the valley.

At this time, everyone remembered that they were not out of danger, and there were two Cangling Wuxiu outside the valley, and Shang Xia seemed to be the only one who came to rescue them.

"Hey, it's actually a low-grade sharp weapon!"

Huang Zihua held the willow-leaf machete in his hand, his eyes lit up immediately, and he blurted out subconsciously.

"Hurry up, I remember that there are several cloud piercing crossbows in a Jinyun car. Although we are not extraordinary warriors, those few cloud piercing crossbows may help the chief a little bit!"

Jiao Haitang had already cut off the ropes on his hands and feet with the scimitar, and then turned around to help other students.

Huang Zihua let out an "oh", and quickly followed suit, and soon everyone got rid of the restraints.

At this time, Huang Zihua was holding a scimitar, but looked at the decapitated corpse on the ground, and exclaimed in a low voice: "How did the chief do it? This oriole has also demonstrated the cultivation of the late Wuyuan stage before, and it was actually taken The chief quietly approached from behind, severed his head with a knife, and he didn't know how he died."

At this moment, a cloud piercing crossbow was thrown over, Huang Zihua caught it hastily.

"Perhaps the Chief Senior Brother is already at the Martial Extreme Realm," Jiao Haitang's voice came from beside the Jinyun car, "Of course, you have attracted that person's attention like you were dying, and it is also convenient for the Chief Senior Brother to stab you from behind. Owl head."

Huang Zihua opened his mouth and laughed silently when he heard the words, as if he had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, he said in a low voice but did not hide his complacency: "Yes, of course!"

As soon as the words fell, a thunderclap sounded at the mouth of the valley.

When the students in the valley heard the prestige and looked at it, they saw that it was accompanied by flashes of brilliance, as well as a series of screams and curses.

"Go!"

Huang Zihua and Jiao Haitang shouted subconsciously, and ran towards the entrance of the valley with the cloud piercing crossbow in their hands.

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"...a lone mutated swift? Even if what you said is true, do you think you have the ability to catch it? It really is so easy, so many of us hunted mutated swifts with great fanfare but got nothing. Useless idiot?"

Ling Que didn't believe Qing Que's claim that he had discovered the mutated swift, and scolded him along the way for not leaving the valley without authorization.

"I really found a lone mutated swift, and it looked injured, and it seemed very difficult to fly. I thought it was a rare opportunity, so..."

Qingque tried her best to defend herself.

"Okay, even if what you said is true! There is really an injured mutant swift, can you guarantee that you will be able to capture it alive?"

Ling Que looked at Qing Que with an expression of hating iron but not steel.

Qing Que was stunned and didn't speak anymore. At that time, he just thought the opportunity was rare, so he hurriedly chased after him. He completely forgot about Mutated Swift's fierce temperament, once captured, he would kill himself.

Seeing that Qingque no longer retorted, Lingque felt a sense of accomplishment in preaching, and wanted to take advantage of the journey back to the valley to instill some experience and lessons as a senior in Lingque.

Qingque had no choice but to listen dejectedly.

At this time, the two had arrived at the entrance of the valley, Lingque was still chattering, Qingque nodded subconsciously, and looked up to see how far away it was.

Unexpectedly, when she raised her head, Qing Que was terrified and terrified.

Seeing this, the sparrow on the side knew something different, and when he turned his head to look at the mouth of the valley, there was only a golden-red light left in his eyes.

"what--"

Sparrow only had time to subconsciously block it with his arm, and the swift and violent thunderbolt had already split his arm into a piece of coke, and the rest of the thunderbolt split half of his face into a bloody mess, followed by his whole body being thrown away. Fly, and fell heavily to the ground.

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