After a moment of silence, the long vine whip whipped back.

Carrying the roasted bird legs on his shoulders, the wanderer nodded slightly.

"Young man, what's your name?"

"Your Majesty asked me to come here to patrol. All the mountains and ridges together are my name." Wang Jun grinned softly.

The wanderer was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and condensed his voice into a line:

"What the young man said is really interesting, Wang... Jun..."

"My surname is Guan. Next time we meet again, you can call me Guan Wuyan."

Eyeless? Is he really blind?

His behavior doesn't look like him at all.

Wang Jun nodded, "Okay."

From the perspective of others, a sentence was suddenly missing in the middle of the conversation between the two, which sounded very strange.

Li Xuanchen muttered: "Ajun already announced his family status, why is that guy still hiding him?"

Sun Buwu was thoughtful and reminded in a low voice:

"He's not hiding, he just doesn't want to reveal his name to the three of us."

"This guy, like Mr. Sun, can use condensed sound to form a thread?" Feng Xiao asked.

Sun Buwu nodded, "That's probably true. Condensing sound into a thread is not a particularly advanced method. You should be able to master it after you advance to level 4 using martial arts methods."

The turf rubs against the cloth shoes, and the wooden stick taps the ground gently. The muffled sound gradually fades away.

The metal hat reflected the last ray of light, and finally disappeared into the depths of the dense jungle, and Guan Wuyan left.

The monster hiding in the darkness coveted the roasted bird leg on his shoulder, but did not dare to do it rashly.

Watching the other party disappear into the vast night, Ajun said: "The wilderness is more interesting than I thought."

"Interesting?" Li Xuanchen rolled his eyes, "Did you know that we were probably wiped out just now?"

"This person is not a vicious person." Wang Jun shook his head and sat next to the bonfire.

He raised the knife in his right hand to cut the roasted bird. Wang Jun poured wine on the roasted bird and ate it happily.

Li Xuanchen touched something nearby and stretched out his hand.

Snapped!!!

Wang Jun knocked off Li Xuanchen's dishonest hand and said, "Don't move around when you're full. This may not be enough for me."

"Uh... Ajun, there are hundreds of kilograms of meat left. Is it still enough for you to eat for one meal?" Li Xuanchen's mouth twitched.

Wang Jun stared at Li Xuanchen with long eyes.

Li Xuanchen looked embarrassed and changed the subject: "This person is moody. Did he just tell you his name?"

Sun Buwu frowned, "That person deliberately used sound transmission to tell Ajun because he didn't want us to know his name."

There was a loud thunk, and Feng Xiao gave Li Xuanchen a headache, "Stop your curiosity, don't ask if you shouldn't ask."

Li Xuanchen's face was as embarrassed as a bitter gourd, and he cursed in his heart:

"You are amazing and noble."

He didn't believe that Sun Buwu and Feng Xiao were not curious at all.

Feng Xiao raised his hand to grab it, pulled off the meat of the roasted bird, put it into his mouth and chewed it.

"Okay, it's really delicious."

Sun Buwu didn't know when he took out his hand, holding a piece of roasted bird meat the size of a palm between his fingertips.

His nose twitched slightly, he took a bite, chewed and swallowed, and praised:

“The meat is fragrant, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It’s simply unbelievably delicious!”

Li Xuanchen pointed at the two of them and said, "Why?"

"If you have a quick hand, you will have a slow hand." Wang Jun rolled his eyes, holding the butterfly knife in his right hand and the dragon tooth dagger in his left hand. He opened the bow left and right, and harvested the roasted bird meat with both hands.

The eating trend of Feng Zhuan Can Yun lasted for half an hour.

After Wang Jun had eaten and drank enough, he lay directly on the grass with his hands on the back of his head.

The breeze floats, the bonfire sways, and the invisible warmth touches the skin.

Li Xuanchen lay on his back with his round belly tilted up and his big letters spread out.

Huh~~~~~~~huh~~~~~~

He puffed up his cheeks and blew air. He was really stretched to the limit, and more than half of the space in the chest and abdomen was occupied by the stomach.

Not far away, Feng Xiao was holding on to a giant tree, hunched over his back, and his abdominal muscles were squirming rapidly, using the unique way of muscle tyrants to promote muscle movement and consume excess calories in the body.

In this way she tried to relieve herself from her latest meal of roasted bird.

"Do you need to be so exaggerated?" Sun Buwu shook his head, "The roasted bird made by Ajun is indeed delicious, but there is no need to risk your life to eat it."

Feng Xiao had a hot temper and couldn't stand the Yin Yang Master, especially the one who couldn't do it himself and still teased others.

She raised her middle finger and yelled: "Ma Dan, was that bastard who almost swallowed his own tongue just now?!"

Li Xuanchen tilted his head slightly, but he didn't even want to say more. His eyes were fixed on Sun Buwu's buttoned robe.

The normally loose-fitting robe was bulging out, and the buttons were extremely tight, as if they would fall apart at any time.

Sun Buwu: "..."

After a night of silence, dawn comes.

Perhaps because the brief storm had passed, the rest of the night was unexpectedly calm.

Wang Jun did not realize how crazy the night in the wilderness was.

The morning light illuminates the sky and the earth, and the jeep is on the road again.

The thickened tires rolled over the turf and the earth and rocks, and the roaring engine disturbed the call of the morning warbler.

The group's morning music was interrupted, which aroused their dissatisfaction.

These birds, with yellow-green feathers and the size of an average person's fist, take off in flocks from the forest.

The seemingly weak birds launched a suicidal attack.

The bird flew past, swooped down on Hua Xiang, and crashed into the jeep like a flying sword.

The speed at which it was passing was actually several times that of the jeep.

Bang! Bang! Bang bang bang...

Under the series of impacts, invisible energy surged out, protecting the inside and outside of the jeep.

The bird's beak cannot pass through the Qi Jin, and its speed is limited. Because of the reaction effect of the force, they are dizzy and flap their wings lightly.

Feng Xiao's hands turned into tiger claws and he waved them wildly, raising the shadow of the claws all over the sky.

Not long after, all the early warblers exploded into pieces and turned into mud and ground into dust.

Wang Jun was sitting in the back seat and said: "After dawn, the stone altar has not retracted into the ground. Why is that?"

"This means that the guys from the Wilderness Temple are not far away and will arrive in a short time." Feng Xiao explained.

Sun Buwu said: "Counting the time, the spring hunt in the Wilderness Temple is about to begin. It's really an eventful year."

Wang Jun was confused and asked: "Chun Shou?"

"This is a unique ritual of the Wilderness Temple." Sun Buwu took off his sunglasses and took out a square glasses cloth to slowly wipe them. "Inside the Wilderness Temple, any young extraordinary person is born through spring hunting or

Qiu Shou. No one can be exempted from this, not even the son of the Lord of the Temple."

Wang Jun nodded, "It sounds pretty fair."

"Do you think it's normal?" Sun Buwu asked and answered: "No, Ajun, you have never been to the wilderness. Maybe you don't know what the hunting target of the Wilderness Temple is."

A weird smile appeared on his face, he paused for half a second and said:

"The hunting targets of the Wilderness Temple have never been aberrations, but humans like you and me."

Feng Xiao said: "I quite like them. At least they won't bully the weak. Not only will they not hunt when they encounter ordinary people, they will also send a team to take them back to the city."

"What is the connection between the stone altar and their people?" Wang Jun asked.

Feng Xiao thought for half a second and replied: "The huge wilderness is full of stone altars, and it is rumored that the source is a god they believe in. Anyone who is a member of the wilderness temple can receive blessings from the gods on the stone altar. One of them is Chun Shou.

One process is to light up the stone altar and draw out the specific hunting area.”

"No wonder you drove away so early."

Wang Jun understood - Feng Xiao had rich experience in the wilderness and drove away just to avoid unnecessary conflicts.

The wilderness covers a huge area, and after driving for two or three hours, the surrounding environment has changed significantly.

The lush green plants no longer appear, replaced by black earth and scarlet crops on the earth.
To be continued...