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Chapter 443 Commoner monks, a strange life(1/2)

Wu Laoer said "hmm" in confusion and said to Yi Ran:

"Let's go, it's not a good place to stay for a long time."

When they came to Wu Laosan and the others, the corpse of Fury Yalang had been almost cleaned up.

Just melting the ice and snow on the ground, but a lot of blood that can temper the body was wasted.

Level 5 monsters were not their target. Normally, if they encountered them, most of them would choose to avoid them. However, today's unexpected angry-fanged wolf was not what everyone expected.

So this fifth-level angry fang wolf is also an unexpected gain.

Wu Laosan held up the blood of Angry Wolf mixed with snow and water with great distress, and finally sprinkled it on the ground.

When he turned around and saw Yiran coming over with a wine jar, he felt heartbroken and immediately made Wu Laosan anxious.

"Little guy, how can you drink in the Warcraft Forest!"

"Do you know how dangerous it is in the Warcraft Forest!"

As he spoke, Wu Laosan stepped forward and stretched out his right hand, intending to snatch the wine jar from Yiran's hand.

Unexpectedly, Yiran took a step back with his right foot and easily avoided Wu Laosan's reaching hand.

Wu Laosi and Wu Laowu looked at this scene in surprise, and wiped their eyes with some doubts, their minds were full of questions.

The magician could actually avoid Wu Zong's attack?

Mr. Wu and Mr. Wu were also stunned.

"Even if the mental power can observe Wu Zong's movements at such a close distance, how can the magician's body keep up with the thinking and respond?"

After being shocked, they could only attribute everything to Yiran's powerful body.

Perhaps a strong body can improve magicians far more than they imagined.

"Uncle Wu, I can't give you this wine!"

As he spoke, Yiran took another sip of wine and then put the wine jar into the space ring.

Boss Wu also spoke at this time:

"This wine smells quite weak. You all know how much he drinks, so there's no need to worry. Let's go on our way immediately."

With that said, Mr. Wu grabbed Mr. Wu and walked forward.

"Brother, how can you indulge this kid so much? If you want to survive in the Warcraft Forest, you can only be more cautious."

"This guy doesn't understand this, and he will suffer a loss sooner or later!"

Wu Laosan said to Boss Wu.

He was confused now. Although he didn't like Yi Ran, a man from a family who was so arrogant, his simplicity gave him a firm idea.

That means we must protect this young junior.

Since they brought a person into the Warcraft Forest, they must take him out safely.

Mr. Wu pulled Mr. Wu to his side and said helplessly:

"I also know that drinking alcohol at this moment is an absolute taboo, but have you ever thought about it, maybe this guy's combat power is higher than ours!"

Wu Laosan had a look of disbelief, but after remembering how Yiran had easily dodged his attack just now, he started to murmur in his heart again.

"Is this guy really a genius who can fight across great realms?"

Just wanting to think about it, Wu Laosan continued:

"Even if he is the kind of genius with terrible talents, those who cannot be careless in the forest of monsters and drink alcohol in the forest of monsters."

"Who knows when we will encounter a terrifying magical beast. After going one hundred and fifty miles deep, there will be a sixth-level magical beast."

"Even if we have figured out their territory over the years and found a way through, who can guarantee that they will stay in their territory obediently!"

Boss Wu fell into silence.

If everything can develop as they want, then they don't have to be so cautious.

"Let's go on our way first. I hope we won't encounter that kind of accident."

As he said this, a scene appeared in his mind that he never wants to recall.

That time, they also went to Crescent Lake to look for moongrass, but besides the five brothers, there were five other friends.

They were also cautious enough to avoid all battles and traveled more than 150 miles in full swing.

But just as they passed through the territory of two sixth-level monsters, an accident happened suddenly.

Almost instantly, they were affected by the residual power of the battle between the two monsters.

The team of ten people was dispersed almost instantly.

If Wu Laoer hadn't had an idea and used earth magic to sink all five of their brothers into the ground, I'm afraid there would have been a few fewer brothers today.

When the two sixth-level monsters gradually moved away from the land, they crawled out of the ground.

Three of the five friends who were traveling with them were missing.

It wasn't until they returned to Nanshan City that they didn't see those three familiar figures again.

It was only later that they found out that the two sixth-level monsters were fighting over a nine-year-old moongrass, which led to the war.

Although none of them faced that battle directly, it became a lifelong nightmare for the five brothers.

Whether it is for their own survival or for their wives and children, they will choose to be cautious as soon as they step into the Warcraft Forest.

Even though they have the strength to barely kill the fifth-level monsters, they never take the risk of accidents.

I would rather gain less than make sure that I get out of the Warcraft Forest alive and convert the resources I get into money to give to my wife and my children while I'm alive.

Thinking of this, Boss Wu finally made up his mind to have a good talk with Yi Ran.

When Mr. Wu turned around, Yiran and Mr. Wu also came behind him.

Wu Laoer looked at his elder brother who was hesitant to speak, and immediately said:

"Brother, I have told little brother Yiran what we need to pay attention to in the World of Warcraft Forest."

"Now let's continue deeper."

Yiran looked at Boss Wu who was hesitating and smiled:

"My fighting power is very strong. Drinking will not affect my shots, but will make me stronger."

Wu Laosan can barely believe the first sentence, but Wu Laosan cannot take the latter sentence seriously at all.

A group of six people quietly continued to move deeper into Crescent Lake.

Not long after they left, many low-level monsters gathered at the corpse of the Wrath-fang Wolf, and they drank the blood with great thirst.

After the strongest wave of monsters stole the most blood, they turned their targets to other monsters.

After a while, the land with countless earth thorns became littered with corpses, and powerful monsters continued to kill and devour the weak.

It is often necessary to wait until a powerful enough magical beast appears to suppress such a battle.

After a while, such a monster appeared.

The fourth level white magic eagle!

It had long been aware of the fighting here, but its instinct to feel the crisis prevented it from participating in the battle.

When the battle was over, the Wrath-fang Wolf's body disappeared and only the remaining blood was left, and it lost its desire to fight.

Until the appearance of these low-level monsters, both their flesh and blood and the thrill of hunting made the White Demon Eagle become manic.

Not long after, the White Demon Eagle stepped on the body of the last second-level wind-patterned rat.

He pierced the head of the wind-patterned rat with his sharp and hard beak, took out the magic core of the wind-patterned rat and swallowed it in one gulp.

Then he looked at the corpse of the wind-patterned rat with disgust, fluttered his wings and flew back to the branch of the tree.

However, as soon as the White Demon Eagle stood firm on the tree branch, a figure appeared behind it and stabbed a dagger hard into the White Demon Eagle's body.

The speed of the dagger was completely faster than the White Demon Eagle's reaction. It didn't even make a cry. The figure was already wiping the bright red blood on the dagger.

Putting the body of the White Devil Eagle into the space ring, the figure looked down at the battlefield, looking at the deep red after the blood had dried, and murmured to himself:

"That's the aura of the fifth-level Wrath-toothed Wolf. They didn't kill the white magic eagle but killed the Wrath-toothed Wolf. Are they a team of civilians who have just reached the fifth level?"

"But could this soil thorn be the handiwork of a civilian monk? Hehehehe, hehehehe..."

As he spoke, a cruel and ferocious smile appeared on this figure's face.

"It seems to be a good prey. Then let you find more resources for me. I will come to harvest it later."

As he said this, the man disappeared in a flash.





Yiran and the others had now walked seventy or eighty miles and finally entered the territory of the sixth-level monster.

Boss Wu and the others had already been very alert and ready to take action at any time to deal with unexpected crises.
To be continued...
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