The two of them joked for a while and walked among the piles of corpses. It was cold and freezing in the far north, and the corpses were not exposed, and there were no flies or insects to get in the way. Except for the strong smell of blood, it was "scavenging". A good place to go. The angler's vision was quite high, and he didn't pay attention to ordinary materials. He picked and picked them. After a while, he bent down to cut and quickly collected some good things. Wei Shiqi avoided the eyes and ears of everyone, frequently activated the spirit-eating technique to absorb souls, and turned a blind eye to the body of the sea monster.
After making a big circle, the sky was getting dark, the wind and snow started again, and it was difficult to see clearly in the dark. Wei Shiqi had no intention of staying for a long time and went straight to the deserted north city. Jiao Fu felt that it was a pity to stop here, but he also Without saying anything else, the two of them returned to the city and picked a relatively clean restaurant in the lower city area. They grilled themselves, drank wine and ate meat to dispel the chill in their bodies.
At this time of the year, only Kraken meat was sold in the lower city. The cornerman dropped a bunch of bone money and ordered a bunch of wine and meat boldly. Wei Shiqi was quite curious and took a few glances calmly. He saw that there were only a dozen broken bones, white in color and yellow in color, with a small transparent eye drilled out and strung together with thin strings. It is impossible to tell which kind of bird or animal bones they are.
The angler has always been generous, and everyone at the restaurant waits very attentively. The siren meat is rough and fishy, and it has an indescribable smell when it is cooked. For the demon slaves in the lower city, it is It was so delicious that Wei Shiqi didn't reveal his likes or dislikes. He tasted a few pieces of meat and didn't comment, but drank a lot of wine.
It wasn't until April was high in the sky and the stars were looming that he walked out of the restaurant alone. The angler was so drunk that he had already fallen asleep at his desk, drooling all over the floor. The "scavenger" hunting slaves turned around one after another, in small groups, delivering the siren meat to the outside of the restaurant, and their own coolies came in to help.
Wei Shiqi looked at it for a while, then turned around and headed to Shangcheng District.
The spirits brewed by the restaurant are sweet and strong in the mouth. When the wind blows, the liquor rushes to the head, which is very comfortable. Wei Shiqi took advantage of his drunkenness to act wildly, humming a tune in his mouth, swaying, and walking in the moonlight. Not long after he left, a man came up to him, looked him up and down, with a rather worried look on his face, and said solemnly: "Why are you so drunk?"
Wei Shiqi recognized him, he had been there before. After an acquaintance, Yang Ming, the deacon of the Snow Wolf Clan, argued with Liao Xi in a red-faced manner. In the end, Lu Ya said a word and retreated dejectedly, giving the other party the heart of Hai Hema. Having lost face in front of a bunch of low-minded slave hunters, Yang Ming was filled with depression. When he met the culprit, it was not a big deal in his opinion to scold the culprit to let off steam. Wei Shiqi ignored this and said with an eye: "I drank and got drunk. What does it have to do with you, a thief and a bastard?"
Yang Ming laughed angrily, clenched his hands into fists, and shouted loudly: "Who are you, a coward?" Bao Tian, why don't you kneel down!" He was furious and his blood was rising. After all, he still had a glimmer of clarity. He knew that this slave hunter was one of the "operators" that Mr. Lu liked, although he didn't think he would stand out. , but teaching him a lesson before that would be a disgrace to Mr. Lu.
Wei Shiqi stretched out his hand, raised a middle finger, and cursed, although Yang MingHe didn't understand, and he always knew what he meant by listening to his words. In anger, he raised his fist and hit him.
As soon as I took action, I regretted it in my heart. This slave hunter was obviously drunk and spoke fluently. A dignified deacon of the Snow Wolf tribe had the same experience as a drunkard. If he said it, he would make people laugh at him
. He knew that he was very powerful, so he hurriedly regained some of his strength for fear of accidentally beating him to death.
Since Wei Shiqi arrived at Dayingzhou in Qiyao Realm, he has been cautious at every step, and has been shocked at every step. The passage of time has been unfavorable, and everything has not gone smoothly. First, he was controlled by Master Lan, and then he fought fiercely with Master Niu Yi, Master Tianlan, and Gui. The Yin soldiers, in order to avoid Master Jingyun, finally found a place to stay, and were driven out of the Yuanhai by the Sea Baby Beast. They fled to the deserted north city and met Granny Min. They were even separated from the real body of Dawn, and the violence in his heart gradually accumulated. , now aroused by the alcohol, he threw caution to the wind, grabbed Yang Ming's wrist, and tightened his fingers suddenly.
It was as if there was an iron hoop on his wrist, motionless. Yang Ming was shocked. He pulled hard and used all his strength. Wei Qiyi let go. Yang Ming suddenly stumbled, and his mind was buzzing. "As soon as there was a sound, his face turned red. He half straightened up, but before he could recover, he was hit hard on the lower jaw. The force was unusually strong. The sheep's head fell back, and the back of his head almost touched the back of his neck, and he flew up involuntarily.
He was confused. He never expected that a mere slave hunter would dare to attack the deacon of the Snow Wolf Clan.
But it wasn’t over yet. Before Yang Ming landed, Wei Shiqi rushed forward and hit his chest with his heavy shoulder, breaking several ribs with a "cluck". Yang Ming fell into a stone house like a meteor. In the middle, the walls were broken and the beams collapsed, burying him in the ruins.
Wei Shiqi vented his anger before punching him and bumping his shoulder. There was no one in sight. His eyes were blood red and he was still looking for sandbags to vent his anger on.
Rocks flew up, dust spread, and a huge snow wolf jumped out. It grinned and stared fiercely at Wei Shiqi in the snow.
Wei Shiqi spat and scolded: "He is obviously a wolf, why are he pretending to be a sheep! Come and listen to his grandma's bleating sound!"
"Haha" , "Haha", "Hoo ho", "Gurgling", "Quack", more than one person was watching the excitement, laughing everywhere, the sheep croaked in anger, kicked its hind legs, turned into a white shadow, and pounced forward. Wei Shiqi kicked the snow wolf in the jaw, moved it aside, bent his right elbow and hit the snow wolf's back hard, then grabbed the wolf's tail and swung it around a few times, creating a big crater.
Even though Yang Ming showed his true form as a snow wolf, he didn't take any advantage. He was beaten so badly by Wei Shiqi that he lay motionless in the pit, dying. Wei Shiqi kicked the snow wolf a few times. Seeing that it didn't seem to be pretending to be dead, he gradually calmed down. He looked down at his hands and secretly smiled bitterly. Although the "King Kong" body could suppress the snow wolf, it was only meager. If his true body was not broken, how could this snow wolf withstand his light punch!
The following offender, hitting the deacon of the Snow Wolf Clan is a slap in the face of the Snow Wolf Clan. The Kamikaze Camel and the Vajra Ape can rejoice in their misfortune and stand by, while others sit back and watch.Unable to hold on any longer, he coughed, walked forward slowly on crutches, and said weakly: "Young man, you are in trouble."
"It's Butler Wu!"
" Who is that kid?"
"It's over!"
A burst of whispers came in the wind. Wei Shiqi heard a few words and looked at the stick carefully. The old man asked: "Steward Wu of the Snow Wolf Clan?"
"Cough, cough, it's the old man."
Wei Shiqi was not reserved and took the initiative to take the black token He took it out, handed it to Butler Wu with both hands, and said, "Sorry, thank you."
Butler Wu was slightly startled, picked up the token and saw a secret mark, and couldn't help laughing, "It turns out it's Lu Ya's Little guy, no wonder! Well, just follow me..." He stopped looking at Sheep Ming and walked forward on his own with a cane.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, and then dispersed in a hurry.
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