Thinking of one of his carved feather arrows being taken away by the other party, Guan Heng could not help but frown secretly at this moment: "These carved feather arrows were made for me by Uncle Wu, the forger in Ming Yu City. There were originally twelve good ones, but now they are lost.
One, it’s really unlucky, that’s all. Let’s wait until we get to other cities and towns and find craftsmen to build one. It’s just that the materials are hard to find, alas…”
Seeing the girl sleeping soundly, Guan Heng felt that he could not hold her like this all the time, so he left the ruins of the ancient battlefield with the Ghost Swallowing Tiger and came to a bamboo forest in the mountains to stop.
He peeled the bamboo and then cut it into bamboo strips. He kept twisting and twisting the knots with his hands. After a while of busy work, Guan Heng wove an exquisite bamboo basket, spread comfortable and thick straw inside, and then placed the sleeping girl in it.
The child was put inside.
"Okay, from now on I will carry you on my back until... you wake up." Guan Heng smiled slightly at this time and put the bamboo basket on his shoulders. He was about to ask the Ghost-Tunking Tiger to go on the road with him.
, suddenly his feet stopped...
"Huh!?" Guan Heng covered his heart, and he found that the scar from the palm knife was aching faintly again, even a little unbearable. In desperation, Guan Heng suddenly used his own orange aura, and tried his best to fight with the remaining residue in the wound.
Those tyrants' black air swords are strong enough to compete with them.
After a long while, after trying his best, Guan Heng could barely suppress the severe pain from the wound.
"Damn it, the power of Tyrant's black energy is not something I can resist now. I can only barely suppress the severe pain of the wound at this moment, but it will still do it."
At this time, Guan Heng wiped the sweat from his head and thought again: "But I am already lucky. If it weren't for the remnant soul of Qinghuang and the Ghost Swallowing Tiger that helped me urgently heal most of my injuries, we would have
I’m afraid he’s already dead.”
"Ouch?!" The Ghost Swallowing Tiger roared at this time and came over, seemingly asking about Guan Heng's condition.
At this moment, Guan Heng smiled and stroked its head: "Don't worry, I'm fine. This little pain is nothing. I think that as long as we step into the realm of Tyrant Qi, we can drive away the remaining black power in the wound."
, until then, just regard this small pain as tempering."
The Ghost Swallowing Tiger blinked its eyes in understanding, but at this moment, the voice of the Counter-Star Disk Artifact Spirit suddenly came from within its belly: "Uh... What a good sleep... Hmm?!
Damn Ghost Swallowing Tiger, what did you eat again? This, this... what is this?!"
Hearing this, Guan Heng frowned slightly, and then he raised his voice and asked: "Hey, Qi Ling, what's wrong with you?"
"Guan Heng, you ghost-swallowing tiger seems to have swallowed an extremely dangerous thing into its stomach." Qi Ling said nervously at this time: "This damn ghost-swallowing beast, how come it eats everything without being afraid of cold food? It seems like
It’s a bead exuding green and black energy!”
Hearing this, Guan Heng's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself at this moment: "It's probably the 'corpse bead' from the zombies who died in battle. The guy from Black Shadow tried every means to get it, but he didn't expect it to be eaten by the ghost-eating tiger...
…”
Just when Guan Heng thought of this, the weapon spirit continued: "I carefully observed this bead. Not only is this bead filled with the evil atmosphere of death, but there is also an extremely powerful domineering power contained in it. If the Ghost Swallowing Tiger and I
If you absorb this power, it will definitely be of great help to you, but..."
The weapon spirit paused for a moment before speaking, and then continued: "The Ghost Swallowing Tiger and I are not yet accustomed to the spiritual changes in this world. If we rashly absorb the power of this dark bead, it will be harmful rather than beneficial, so we have to
Let’s wait for a while before talking.”
Guan Heng asked at this time: "Hey, what should we do with that bead now?"
"Did you know? The appearance of this bead can be said to be extremely strong. In addition, it contains the domineering power of black energy. If the Ghost Swallowing Tiger can use this object as an offensive weapon, it will suddenly spit out from the belly and hit the enemy. It will be absolutely sharp.
The big killer."
After listening to Qi Ling's words, Guan Heng suddenly remembered that he had seen the corpse ghosts who died in battle also have the habit of spitting black corpse beads into the air to absorb spiritual energy, so he murmured to himself: "Well, I think the ghost-eating tiger should get used to it.
Learn how to control this pitch-black bead, it will surely be a useful help then."
Thinking of this, Guan Heng suddenly patted the bamboo basket behind him. He remembered that at this moment, the girl was still holding an earthy yellow bead in her hand. That thing can speed up the absorption of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It is very practical.
, which is similar to the black corpse beads in the belly of the ghost-swallowing tiger.
At this moment, Qi Ling continued: "Guan Heng, you have found Qing Huang's remnant soul again, right?" Guan Heng replied: "Yes, just last night, but I also encountered a strong enemy unexpectedly, and almost died.
He’s dead.”
"Okay, remember what I said, and continue walking north. You will definitely encounter traces of other remnant soul fragments..." As the weapon spirit spoke, his tone seemed a little tired: "Well, that's it.
Well, I talked a lot this time, and I’m really tired, so I’ll go to bed first.”
As soon as these words were spoken, the voice of the weapon spirit had disappeared, and the Ghost Swallowing Tiger shook his head and walked to Guan Heng, who said: "Okay, we should also return to the Mud-faced Mizu tribe.
La, if you stay out for too long, the elders and Brother Rong Zheng might get worried."
After saying that, Guan Heng suddenly stepped onto the ghost-swallowing tiger and said loudly: "After leaving here, it's time to rush to the ghost swamp forest where the Hu tribe is led. Only when we get there can we find a way to cure A'Gou."
,Walk!"
…
After a while, Guan Heng rode the ghost-swallowing tiger and finally returned to the tribal village of the Mi tribe. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the door of the elder's house.
"Elder, I'm back."
Guan Heng shouted first, then turned over and jumped off the tiger's back, and walked into the door. Hearing his voice, the elders of the Mi tribe and the two demon apes came out to welcome him. The elder also said: "Little brother,
You are finally back. I was so worried that night, for fear that something might happen to you."
"Hehehe, it's okay, it's okay." Guan Heng pretended to be relaxed at this time and said. Of course, he would not tell the story of yesterday's deadly fight with the mysterious black energy tyrant, because one thing more is worse than one less thing. Guan Heng at this time Asked: "Have Clan Chief Rong Zheng and my sworn brother Agou woke up? Their injuries..."
"Don't worry, brother Ling and Patriarch Rong are already awake and are having breakfast in the inner room." At this moment, the elder of the Mi tribe said with a smile: "Come on, come in and eat as well."
"Okay, after a long night of hard work, I'm really a little hungry." Guan Heng agreed, but the elder suddenly saw the bamboo basket on his back, so he casually asked: "Little brother, what's inside?"
"Oh, this...is...my sister who was originally placed in the crystal coffin. She just got a strange disease and has been in a coma."
At this time, Guan Heng used his brain to excuse himself: "But last night I accidentally broke the crystal coffin, so I had to make a bamboo basket in a hurry and put my sister in it."
——[Fifth update, good evening everyone, Lao Sha continues to ask for subscriptions and monthly votes┗|｀o′|┛嗷~~]——(To be continued.)