Chapter 207

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In an instant, the dangkang wild boar trying to break free from the cold ice was stabbed into the head by a big gun. Then the big gun was twisted and pulled out, with a touch of white brain and blood spewing out along the hole of the gun.

Perhaps seeing the same kind killed, another frozen wild boar struggled to leave more and more.

Just as Wei Xiaobei pulled out his gun, with a bang, the wild boar got out of the trap, and the broken ice splashed out all around.

The boar's way of thinking is really different from human beings.

If it were human beings, most of them would turn and run away when they saw that the enemy was powerless.

These wild boars may run away when they see the cold ice, but when they see Wei Xiaobei, they lower their heads and point two strong tusks at Wei Xiaobei, roaring and crashing over.

To compare the strength of frontal collision with dangkang wild boar, let alone a Wei Xiaobei, even two or three may not be the opponent of this wild boar.

But Wei Xiaobei is not a wild boar after all, but a human with a mind.

When his legs touched the ground and his body turned, it was 365 degrees of rotation and jump. The big gun pointed at the ground. The wild boar just rushed under Wei Xiaobei.

Wei Xiaobei fell at this time. He was already facing the boar's ass, and the big gun stabbed out. In an instant, he penetrated through the boar's back door, and a disgusting yellow water mixed with blood flowed out along the tip of the gun.

When the wild boar was hit hard, he hissed with pain, but he didn't know what the enemy should do behind him, so he accelerated forward. With this rush, the gun head could escape and a blood arrow flew out.

Where will Wei Xiaobei let the evolution point he is about to get escape? Eight steps to catch the cicada, one arrow step to catch up, and stab again with a gun.

The boar's brain doesn't work after all.

After being stabbed several times by Wei Xiaobei. A large amount of blood flowed out and could no longer support it. He fell to the ground and tried to struggle to get up. But it was weak and extremely painful.

At this time, Wei Xiaobei pulled out the white fog knife, went to the wild boar, and a knife penetrated behind his ear. With a gentle twist, the pain of the wild boar was completely ended.

Two dangkang wild boars, 600 evolution points!

Wei Xiaobei couldn't help but show a smile on his face and soaked the white fog knife in the wild boar's blood for a while. Seeing that the change was over, a red and green mist appeared on the white fog knife, and then took back the knife.

After that, Wei Xiaobei was busy.

Peel off the pig skin, cut the pork in the best position one by one, and close it with a small treasure bag. With a silent thought, the cut pork disappeared into the air.

In the end, Wei Xiaobei had some regrets.

Wei Xiaobei has been in the gray world for so long, and it is rare to get so many good ingredients.

However, no matter how full a cubic meter of small Baibao bag is, it can only hold one cubic meter of pork.

I'm afraid it takes several small treasure bags to hold the refined meat on a wild boar alone.

Finally, he packed the pork in a plastic bag and stuffed the backpack full, so Wei Xiaobei stopped.

After that, Wei Xiaobei took down the four dangkang tusks. Tied together with tree roots, carried on his shoulder, chose a boulder and hid. If you want to pass here. Either wait until the battle ahead is over, or take a detour.

Here, Wei Xiaobei believes that detour is a dangerous thing. It's better to give way to those fools after fighting.

In fact, before long, the giant tree monsters approached the battlefield. As the giant tree monster approached, the wild boars also recovered. As long as the wild boar who was not entangled by the roots spread his legs and ran away.

As for wild boars trapped by tree roots, they can only ask for their own blessings.

The battle soon ended. The entangled wild boars were absorbed by the huge tree monster with their roots. Even the remaining bodies were dragged back, probably ready to be buried underground as fertilizer.

When the tree monsters returned, took root again and restored their motionless form, Wei Xiaobei straightened up and swaggered forward along the river.

Along the way, there were basically no accidents.

Until we reach the periphery of Baita Mountain.

As soon as Wei Xiaobei stepped into the grass, the stone plaque hanging around his neck sent out a circle of rich white light.

With this circle of white light, a rainbow light flew out of the white tower in the distance, and fell in front of the north of Wei Xiao in a moment, turning into a delicate and lovely little girl.

It's the messenger of the bright wheel.

Seeing Wei Xiaobei coming, the Minglun messenger looked very happy. A happy smile appeared on his pink face. He came forward and grabbed Wei Xiaobei's hand: "I didn't ask your name last time?"

Wei Xiaobei couldn't help smiling bitterly. If he wanted to say that his charm was not high, how could this Minglun messenger be so close to himself?

In addition, the messenger of Minglun gave Wei Xiaobei a strange feeling and was not worldly.

But anyway, Wei Xiaobei dared not offend the Minglun Messenger, smiled and said his name.

The Minglun messenger looked at Wei Xiaobei thoughtfully. He seemed to want to say something, but he didn't say it. Then he smiled and said, "my name is Minglun."

After saying this, the messenger of the Ming Lun seemed a little impatient. With a move with his right hand, countless withered branches and leaves gathered from all directions, and a big pile of firewood was piled up on the grass in a moment.

After that, the Minglun messenger waved to the stream, grabbed two silver carp with thick arms, handed them to Wei Xiaobei, and blinked and waited for Wei Xiaobei to cook.

The action of Minglun messenger made Wei Xiaobei cry and laugh, but he was envious.

In Wei Xiaobei's mind, the Baita Mountain can be regarded as a blessed place for immortals.

An existence like the messenger of the Ming Lun, although it looks like a little girl, actually makes itself out of reach. An existence like this will actually take a fancy to its own grilled fish?

You should know that your cooking skills have not been developed yet.

This shows how sad the food in Baita Mountain is.

Of course, this does not rule out that they don't eat at all.

At this point, Wei Xiaobei thought of the surplus wild boar meat in his backpack.

That little treasure bag may keep wild boar fresh, but the pork in the backpack is estimated to be bad.

Besides, the firewood collected by the Ming Lun messenger has no problem even if all the pork is roasted into dried meat.

The only trouble is that there is no salt. Without the most basic salt, the roasted dried meat can satisfy the hunger, and the taste is difficult to compliment.

Hesitating, Wei Xiaobei told him about it.

What Wei Xiaobei did not expect was that the Minglun Messenger, who looked like a little girl, replied, "salt? What is it? It's delicious?"

Well, Wei Xiaobei can only make a mess of it in his heart. He has never seen such food. He doesn't even know salt or how she came over in her life.

Fortunately, after Wei Xiaobei described the shape of the salt, the Minglun messenger thought and asked Wei Xiaobei to wait, while he disappeared in situ.

Seeing the Ming Lun messenger leaving, Wei Xiaobei didn't have much to do. First he cleaned up the two fish, then took out the pork from his backpack, washed them one by one, divided them into small pieces, and then strung them with cut branches and inserted them one by one on the ground.

The messenger of Minglun didn't leave for a long time. When Wei Xiaobei finished stringing meat and fish, the messenger of Minglun appeared again, holding a small brocade bag shaped pocket embroidered with the pattern of a white tower.

As soon as Wei Xiaobei looked at the small bag, he roughly understood that it should be similar to his own small treasure bag.

Sure enough, the Minglun messenger took out a piece of white cloth and then poured it up. Countless white particles as fine as sand poured down from his small pocket. Soon, a white hill high by one was set up on the white cloth.

"Is that enough?"

Minglun messenger asked with a smile.

Wei Xiaobei tasted it. It was indeed salt, but she nodded with a bitter smile. She didn't know where she found so much salt. Let alone roast those meat and fish. Even if she pickled a dangkang wild boar, it wouldn't use so much salt.

Wei Xiaobei collected some salt in a small treasure bag as a reserve.

In reality, salt cannot be brought into the gray world.

Looking at Wei Xiaobei's use of small treasure bags, the messenger of Minglun suddenly said, "this small treasure bag has very little capacity. Unfortunately, we can't easily give away the treasures of Baita Mountain."

Wei Xiaobei looked at the Minglun messenger and sighed in his heart. The Minglun messenger really can't speak. He looks like a little girl and speaks with a big gasp.

I think so. The small pocket on the messenger's hand should be much better than the small treasure bag.

Wei Xiaobei is familiar with barbecue.

Skillfully took out some firewood and piled it into a spire shape again. On it, he made a simple grill with some strong branches. Then Wei Xiaobei put the stringed fish and meat on it and stretched out his hand to light the campfire with an electric arc.

While turning over the roast meat and fish, Wei Xiaobei grabbed a pinch of salt and slowly sprinkled it on it. Wei Xiaobei was a little sorry. If only he had some oil, but Wei Xiaobei couldn't let Minglun messenger look for oil at this time.

The summoner is not so summoned. Although the Minglun messenger is a little girl and looks naive and romantic, it is difficult to say that it will not be the other party's disguise.

Besides, vegetable oil does not necessarily exist in Baitashan.

The fire was well controlled. Two strings of roast fish were soon roasted. After Wei Xiaobei handed the roast fish to Minglun Messenger, Minglun messenger squatted on the stone as usual and tried to eat.

It looks like I haven't eaten for hundreds of years.

To tell the truth, Wei Xiaobei couldn't help laughing if he didn't look at each other's unpredictable strength.

"It's delicious! It's much better than last time."

Minglun messenger said vaguely as he chewed the fish.

Indeed, there was no seasoning in the fish last time. Although the fish smells delicious, it tastes really bad to tell the truth!

Wei Xiaobei can't eat much himself. (to be continued.)