Raising his sword, he stabbed at the earth dragon quickly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a wicked smile.

She knew it was sharp as soon as she looked at it, but she was surprised by how sharp it was. The skin of the earth dragon is as hard as armor, three points harder than the shell of the insect monster.

When she first entered the dense forest, she suffered a big loss when she encountered the earth dragon for the first time, and she could barely get up after several days of recuperation.

However, this sword easily cut through the armor of the earth dragon, and the blood flowed like a torrent of blood. The earth dragon, who was still dizzy, was stimulated by the sharp pain on his back and instantly woke up, and bit her with his mouth wide open.

This time, she didn't just dodge, she had such a powerful weapon in her hand, so she naturally wanted to fight back. If you kill this earth dragon, you don't have to eat the old and hard beast meat.

In this northern wilderness, the more hairy the skin looks soft, the less delicious the meat is.

For example, the one-legged bird, that smell she still remembers, and she doesn't want to take a second bite in her life. And those with shells, hard skin, but very tender flesh, she likes it very much.

She nimbly dodged the attack of the earth dragon, and found the opportunity to stab a sword, and in a short time the earth dragon was stabbed with holes all over her body, and dark red blood was spilled all over the ground.

Gradually, the earth dragon's movements became slower, and finally she found the right time to kill it with a sword, but she was not hurt at all.

In the past few years of wandering in the Northern Wilderness, she has been chased by insect monsters from the beginning, often covered in injuries and hungry, to now she is handy at killing wild beasts, and the number of injuries is getting less and less.

Now that the weapon is in hand, like a tiger with wings, and with the help of God, it will be easier to survive in the future.

Looking at the motionless earth dragon on the ground, he was in trouble again. How do you get such a big one back?

After thinking for a moment, she peeled off the skin of the earth dragon, cut off the head, tail and limbs and threw it into the pool. He quickly disemboweled it and disemboweled eight pieces, and carried it back to the hole one by one.

When the lynx saw her coming back with the meat, she got up from the haystack and rushed to meet her.

Bobcat: Shovel, bring me food again?

On the way back, she cut a branch of a tree, pierced the flesh with the branch, and hung it on the protruding rock in the hole.

Seeing the lynx staring intently at the string of meat and licking its mouth, she went up and kicked it lightly, and the lynx shrunk its neck and followed her out of the hole.

When she and the lynx returned to the waterhole, the rest of the meat was gone, except for a bloody earth dragon skin, presumably something had stolen it while she was gone.

She looked around, but found no other beast.

"It's pretty fast."

The bobcat heard her and glanced up at her.

She used to hardly speak, after all, the bobcat couldn't understand, and besides, she and the bobcat never had to communicate, and hunting was all about tacit understanding.

He put away the bloody skin, and chopped the fallen dead tree into small pieces to take back for firewood.

Strange to say, whether it was cutting the earth dragon or cutting the tree, the sword was extremely sharp, but it took a lot of effort to cut the dead tree. And the dead tree seemed to be so heavy that it took a lot of effort to move even a small piece back.

It took an afternoon to finish moving the pile of wood, but when I got back, I couldn't light anything. In the past, I used to eat the meat of the insect monster, and I didn't roast it, after all, the meat of the insect monster was very delicate, and there was no blood and no strange taste, but the meat of the earth dragon was bloody, and it was a little disgusting to eat it raw.

The lynx didn't mind, lying on the ground and already gnawing two large pieces, and after eating, he still glanced at her with unfinished thinking.

She ignored it, took the bloody earth dragon skin, and went to the mouth of the cave to fetch the animal skin and wash it at the water source under the cliff.

The smell of the hides was so strong that the wind blew all day and didn't see the smell dissipate, so I thought I would wash it and take it back to make a fire and dry it. The soil dragon skin is tough, washed and dried, and hung at the mouth of the cave to block the wind.

The lynx followed her to the water source, and after drinking some water, he sat down on a nearby stone and watched her wash the hides.

When the wind blew through the dense forest, there was a rustling sound in the woods, and the lynx looked up vigilantly, stared for a long time and found nothing unusual, and yawned lazily.

After washing the hides, it was not yet dark, so she untied her fur clothes and prepared to go into the water to take a bath.

When she woke up on the riverbank, she had only one shoe left on her foot, but she threw the other one away, caught two small beasts that looked like mice in the dirt hole of the wasteland, and skinned them to make shoes, which were just the right size.

Over the years, there have been not a thousand but eight hundred beasts that have been plagued by her.

At first, she thought that as long as the skin was not wasted, but then the lynx came, and she asked for the skin, and the lynx wanted meat, which was not a waste.

In winter, the stream is cold and biting, but unfortunately not to mention boiling hot water, it is a very troublesome thing to make a fire, so you can only settle it.

She shivered into the water, her skin white from the cold water. I rubbed it in the water, and soon went ashore again and put on my clothes.

It's so cold!

When I went back, I picked up some dead branches and made a fire in the cave, which was not particularly warm, but it was much more comfortable than sleeping on the branches.

Lying on the pile of dry grass, I leaned on the bobcat, but fortunately, the bobcat had a lot of hair and was much warmer.

She was really tired from looking for a place to live these days, and after a while she fell asleep on the bobcat.

It's the same dream again.

In the dream, there was a white mist, and in the mist, there stood a man in white clothes, standing there motionless and looking at her, the mist was so thick that he couldn't see his face clearly. Every time she wanted to get closer and see who he was, he was getting farther and farther away from her.

I only heard him faintly calling a name, Ah Li.

She didn't know if he was calling herself, she didn't know if she was the Ah Li he was calling.

......

Rong Qing has been in the dense forest for a long time, he used to live alone in the past, and he never felt lonely, but now he feels extremely lonely in this dangerous dense forest.

From dawn to dusk, and from dusk to dawn, the heavens and the earth were as silent as if he were alone, except for the occasional sound of the roar of wild beasts.

He built the treehouse, and some of the simple furnishings in the treehouse were made by himself, a wooden couch, a wooden bed, a wooden table, and the animal skins on the wooden couch were obtained by killing wild beasts.

Nothing else.

When he decided to go into the Northern Wilderness alone to find Zhaoli, Yuan Mo tried his best to stop him, almost threatening him with death, asking him to go back to Chen Guo to meet Kang Zhishan before discussing.

He returned to Chen Guo to stay for more than a month, and Kang Zhishan took a jade pendant for him, saying that it was the belongings of the old pavilion master when he picked him up.

The jade pendant was discovered when he was bathing Rong Qing, and the old pavilion master didn't know that he secretly hid the jade pendant.

Chen Siyuan recognized that the jade pendant was the object of his brother's love when he asked to marry Lin Leyao, so he decided that Rong Qing was the son of his brother Chen Tianen.

Lin Leyao is the only daughter of the old lady Fu Lin Weiyong, Lin Weiyong lost his beloved daughter, and after seeing his grandson, he pulled Rong Qing to look at it again and again, and said with tears in his eyes that he had no regrets in his life.

Rong Qing officially changed his name to Chen Rongqing, was named King Chen by Chen Siyuan, and built a mansion in Nanhuai City. It was also in that month that Rong Qing entrusted the Lechuan Pavilion to Kang Zhishan and came to the Northern Wilderness alone.

Before leaving, Redsleeves had a lot of stuff with him, but he had only some clothes and the sword he had used once.

There is a palace of King Chen in Nanhuai City, but no one has ever seen King Chen.