"You..." The masked woman was choked by Han Ming's lion's big mouth and was speechless.
Han Ming sat on the ground and continued to heal his injuries indifferently, without even opening his mouth to bargain.
The woman looked at Han Ming and suddenly sneered and said, "Okay, just wait a moment."
Huh? So you agreed? Han Ming was a little surprised, this woman doesn't seem to be such an easy talker.
Is there any conspiracy behind agreeing to my request so quickly?
The woman whispered a few words to a tribesman, who nodded repeatedly and hurriedly ran to a intact building in the distance.
Not long after, the snake tribesman hurried back with a square wooden box carefully held in his hand.
The woman took the wooden box, sneered, and walked towards Han Ming.
"Wait! Don't come over!" Han Ming saw the woman walking towards him and said quickly.
When the woman heard this, she said, "How can I hand over the box to you if I don't go there?"
Han Ming said: "Throw it over."
Hearing this, the woman nodded and threw the box towards Han Ming.
"Open it." Han Ming ordered the red bug.
He was worried that the woman might have done something in the box and might have secretly put something poisonous in it. But the red bug was not afraid of this.
The little bug crawled to the box and smashed the box open. A small fiery red ball rolled out.
Han Ming's eyes lit up when he saw the small ball. It was indeed the core of a fire-type monster, and it seemed to be a fourth-level core.
Xiaochong pushed the ball in front of Han Ming. Han Ming chuckled, picked it up and put it into his storage bag.
"Then I'm sorry, I'll go ahead. But to be on the safe side, I'll keep my little red bug here with you for the time being. I'll call it back when I'm far away." Han Ming stood up unsteadily and took a photo.
Slap the ass.
The woman's face turned cold and she said: "I've given you everything you want, what else do you want? What if you go far away and give this little bug an order to massacre my people?"
Han Ming chuckled and said: "Do you think I'm stupid? What if you send experts to surround me as soon as I leave? I'm seriously injured now and I can't stand your torment. But you can rest assured, I
I won’t let the little bugs wander around. You’re gone, there’s no need to cause trouble, you’ve made you red-eyed, and you’re chasing me like crazy. I can’t bear it.”
Hearing this, the woman thought for a moment and nodded.
Han Ming stood and staggered for two steps, coughed violently several times, and spat out a large mouthful of blood. He suddenly felt stars flying in front of his eyes, and his limbs were weak and weak. He quickly took out two small crystal stones and began to absorb magic energy.
, and recover from physical injuries.
Han Ming walked towards the west for about three days, and finally saw the shadowy shadow of the wild ancient forest.
Once outside the scope of the wild desert, Han Ming was no longer afraid.
He guessed that there was a powerful person stationed in every dangerous place, and I was afraid that the masked woman would not dare to cross the border to the wild ancient forest to chase him.
At that moment, I summoned the red bug back with some relief, and walked for another half day with shaky steps, crossing the yellow desert and officially entering the wild ancient forest.
Seeing that it was getting late, Han Ming found a black dead tree, sat against the trunk, closed his eyes and began to meditate to heal his wounds, quietly waiting for the insect to return.
He was not worried at all about Xiao Chong. Those snake tribesmen had no way to deal with Xiao Chong.
The fact was just as he expected, the little bug had been having fun in the past three days, running around in the snake tribe's territory, frightening a group of snake tribesmen from time to time and running away in terror, but the little bug did not attack them.
It seems that he is enjoying the fun of scaring others.
The woman looked at Xiaochong's arrogant behavior and was so angry that she could not speak.
Naturally, the movements of the little bug could not be concealed from Han Ming who was far away. He chuckled and said to himself: "This little red bug is quite cheap. Let's just call it Xiao Jian."
Finally seeing the little bug stop making trouble and leaving the Snake Clan's territory, the Snake Clan people breathed a sigh of relief.
The masked woman smiled coldly and said, "Do you really think that if you escape to the wild ancient forest, there will be nothing I can do to you?"
As she spoke, the woman took out a wooden barrel-shaped object, unscrewed the lid, and silently muttered a few words to the sky. Suddenly, a blood-red light shot up from the small wooden barrel into the sky and turned into a stream of light.
Head towards the west.
Han Ming was sitting with his eyes closed to heal his wounds when he suddenly felt something strange in the sky. When he opened his eyes and looked, he saw a red light streaking across like a meteor, flying straight towards him.
Han Ming was horrified and quickly stood up and ran a few steps, but how could he run faster than the red light with two legs? In the blink of an eye, the red light hit Han Ming's body.
Han Ming screamed in panic. After a while, he found that there didn't seem to be any damage on his body.
He quickly looked around his body and found that there was a large blood-red text floating in the void above his head.
It's just a big word "Tu".
Han Ming didn't know why, so he ran back and forth a few times, and the big blood-red characters also fluttered back and forth with him.
"What is this?" Han Ming was a little worried, but no matter what methods he tried, the blood-red word "Slaughter" was always floating above his head, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.
Han Ming had no choice but to know that he couldn't get rid of the bloody word, so he stopped wasting his energy and continued to sit down and meditate to heal his injuries.
Two days later, Han Ming's injuries had almost recovered, and the figure of the red bug also appeared in Han Ming's sight.
"Back." Han Ming looked down at the little bug jumping around in front of him. He felt a little bit amused. The little bug was rolling and spinning in front of Han Ming. After a while, it even stood on its head. It looked very lively.
.
"By the way, I gave you a name, and you will be a bitch from now on." Han Ming didn't know whether Xiao Chong understood it, so he directly decided on the name for Xiao Chong.
After hearing what Han Ming said, the little insect ran even more happily.
"Haha, I seem to understand. Alas, but it's weird enough to say that other people's pets are either cute or ferocious, but I have a bug. This is obviously a disgusting type...
It’s really depressing.” Han Ming looked at the blood-red bug and couldn’t help but sigh.
"Come in." Han Ming greeted, put the bug into his cloth bag again, sealed the bag, took a long breath, and walked deep into the wild ancient forest.
This little insect has swallowed the vitality of hundreds of snake tribesmen in a row, and it has become significantly larger and more lively than before. I don't know when it will turn into a cocoon and become a butterfly, becoming a veritable colorful butterfly of destruction.
There are only three and a half months left before the two-year appointment, and Han Ming feels that his time is getting increasingly urgent. He now has a three-stage fire core, two four-stage fire cores, and two flames.
Grass. You only need to collect two fire cores and one flame grass to complete all the materials.
But thinking about the scene of the Xuantian Ice Silkworm I saw some time ago, I was a little worried. The Xuantian Ice Silkworm had begun to pupate, and I didn’t know what kind of monster it would turn into. Back then, even the three-color Destruction Butterfly took the Xuantian Ice Silkworm.
Silkworm has no choice but to make a fuss and lose-lose in the end.
If the Xuantian Ice Silkworm really evolves, there is no way that I can be its opponent. Now I only have one colorful butterfly, not even a single color butterfly, only a small red insect. What should I do?
Looking at the big word "TU" floating above his head, Han Ming was a little upset.
This trip was not going well, and all the people accompanying him died. And now I have to cross the wild ancient forest and wild storm, and go to the wild fire hell to get the core and flame grass. After that, I have to go back to the wild ice field to find a solution.
Then, I don’t know who Xuantian Ice Silkworm will turn into.
The task is difficult.
In the night, Han Ming was walking in this dark and terrifying ancient forest. All kinds of strange trees appeared in front of Han Ming. Most of them looked ferocious, some looked like devils, some looked like animals, and even some trees had a few shapes.
It looks like a human being.
On the black tree in front of Han Ming, he could vaguely see a pattern similar to a human face, which was very strange.
"Fortunately, the Tree of Destruction in this ghost place has disappeared. It should be easier to cross the wild ancient forest." Han Ming comforted himself. He decided to move forward in a straight line this time. Even if he encounters any monsters, he will not take the initiative to attack again.
His time was very tight and he couldn't help wasting it any longer.
The atmosphere in this wild ancient forest was extremely gloomy. Han Ming walked in the ancient forest for a whole day and night, and did not hear even a sound of birds or animals. Only the rustling of dead leaves under his feet, as if
Entering a silent world. Coupled with the increasingly ferocious trees around him, Han Ming felt very upset.
The sky was dimly bright. Han Ming used his feet to sweep away the dead leaves on the ground. He chose a relatively dry place to sit on the ground. He took out the food he had prepared, swallowed a mouthful of clear cold water, and held a small piece between his two fingers.
Put the cooked meat of the beast into your mouth and chew it slowly.
"How long are you going to follow me?" Han Ming said aloud while chewing something.
"Huh? When did you find me? I can't even make a sound when I walk. How strange." A boy who looked slightly younger than Han Ming walked out of the woods and looked at Han Ming in surprise.
"What's the purpose? Tell me." Han Ming glanced at the boy and saw that the boy had a handsome face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose, a small mouth slightly opening and closing, and he was actually wearing a three-section
The silk spun by the wood-type magic beast Dead Leaf Silkworm is woven into expensive clothing. At the waist is a gorgeous sword inlaid with gems of various colors. Every move is so generous and decent. It doesn't look ordinary.
people.
When the boy saw that Han Ming had discovered his whereabouts, he didn't care. He chuckled and came to sit on the ground opposite Han Ming. He didn't pay attention to the things on the ground that soiled his expensive clothes. He casually took the piece of meat from Han Ming's hand.
He tore off a small piece of meat, leaving nothing exposed, and put it in his mouth. Then he spat it out with a pop.
"It tastes bad. It tastes bad. How did you swallow such a bad thing? I'm really impressed. Come on, eat mine!"
The boy didn't look out of place at all. He took off a small bag woven from dead leaf silk from his waist, took out a square green pastry from the bag, and handed it to Han Ming.
Han Ming didn't know where this boy came from, so he looked at him indifferently and didn't reach out to pick him up.
The boy seemed to suddenly understand Han Ming's scruples, made a surprised expression, patted his forehead, and said: "Look at my memory, I even forgot to introduce myself. My name is Charles, from the Monte Empire.
This time I went on an adventure with my sister and housekeeper, and wanted to get two good-quality Warcraft cores. By the way, you don’t know, I am a second-level and fifth-level wood magician, powerful, even more powerful.
It's my sister Vivian. She is a second-level and sixth-level wood magician. But speaking of it, you are the most powerful. I, a wood magician, was following you in a place full of trees, and you were actually caught.
You've noticed it, you think you're awesome or not, let's talk about it, this time we..."
As soon as the boy opened his talk bag, he couldn't hold it back anymore. He started talking nonstop, regardless of whether Han Ming listened or not, he spitted all the words and even started dancing when he got to the happy part.
Han Ming frowned slightly and interrupted: "Why are you following me?"
The boy was talking vigorously when he was suddenly interrupted by Han Ming. He didn't mind, and his eyes shone brightly and said: "Don't you know? On top of your head, you are carrying the massacre order of the Desert Snake Clan. How dazzling it is.
An outstanding man like you will never be buried wherever he goes. Your melancholy eyes, sad stubble, as well as your agile and brisk steps, and stern expression all betray you deeply.
I've noticed you from all this way..."
Han Ming quickly waved his hand to stop the boy, and asked curiously: "The massacre order of the Desert Snake Clan? Do you know the origin of this typing that is floating on my head?"
"Yes, of course I know. The famous Desert Snake Clan massacre order. You are carrying this thing on your head now. As long as someone cuts off your head and gives it to the Desert Snake Clan, the Desert Snake Clan will do it for this person.
One thing, good guy, do you know that the Desert Snake Clan is the overlord of the wild desert. It is said that the great elder of the Snake Clan who has been living in seclusion is one of the few fifth-level super masters in our Northern League continent. Even our housekeeper met him,
You have to go through three points, but I heard that the old snake has not appeared for nearly a hundred years. But you don’t have to worry, as long as someone kills you, the old snake will definitely appear and help that person do something.
It's anything, including murder, revenge, taking wealth, etc..."
The boy was still chattering, but Han Ming's heart suddenly twitched.
Good guy, that's what happened, now it's really bad. He knows very well how tempting it is to let a fifth-level master do anything for him. And he has this obvious blood on his head.
Words, wouldn’t this attract countless killers?
It turned out that the Desert Snake Clan was still hiding such an old guy who hadn't come out. Han Ming had a headache and was a bit lucky at the same time.dd