Infinity from the giant

You can search for "Unlimited Search Novels from Giants (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Seeing that the sand sculpture was shot, Stanley exclaimed excitedly with his head out of the carriage watching the movement.

"Boom!"

The sand sculpture that was shot in the chest fell from the air and fell on a small soil slope, smashing a shallow hole.

The mud rose, and its golden wings were still flapping on the red soil, obviously not dead.

"Huh!"

The knife light flashed, blood splashed out, and the bird's head fell to the ground. Renn killed it cleanly.

Then insert the Hunter 7 long knife back into the knife sleeve on the back.

He grabbed its wings and lifted it up, weighed it, and it was quite heavy, estimated to weigh about 20 kilograms.

There is no doubt that this is a big eagle!

Susanna, wearing a red leather jacket, trot over and glanced at the beheaded sand sculpture, her lips moved: "Brother, the marksmanship is good."

"My little brother's marksmanship is really good. Once it hits the soul, it can kill people every time!" Ren shrugged and continued to tease: "You two are too watery, don't you even use Force guns?"

"In fact, it is unnecessary. The feathers of sand sculptures are not infinite. After another round or two, they will retreat." Garcia lit a cigarette and walked steadily.

Rehn's eyes were white, and Susannan nuanced her mouth and added: "You are probably the stupid son of a big family. The maintenance of Force guns is very expensive!

A demon hunting bomb requires a silver coin. How many more shots are shorted, what more money do you make?People like us, unless we are content with the status quo and do not plan to be promoted, otherwise there will be no money to go."

Rehn was taken aback for a moment and suddenly realized that he came into this world. Although he had moved bricks for two months, his starting point for the extraordinary road was actually very high.

From the beginning, he was regarded as a born awakened person at the beginning of the third stage. Even if he first joined the Demon Hunter Association outside, the association also gave free guidance method and half price of equipment.

This is actually a kind of investment, Renn will choose to join the association in the end, there is also the reason why the Witch Hunter Association does treat him badly.

After that, I met the rich woman Catherine, who took the risk of killing the Red Witch and made a lot of money. The house was owned and Catherine gave him the rune.

Even the old goat took good care of him. When he was learning the Burrag rune, Renn was patiently guided by him.

But Susanna and Garcia are different from him. They should all start from the first level, and they have been quite bumpy along the way, and they have been carefully planning their lives.

In this world, he is obviously smoother than before. Although the battle is also very dangerous, the road outside the battle is very smooth. Now, even princesses like Keisha are his girlfriends.

Is it a transit?

"I'm not a big dog, just good luck. In other words, can this thing be eaten?" Renn held the sand sculpture in his hand and changed the subject with a smile.

When her eyes lit up, Susanna licked her lips: "Of course, I have eaten it several times and it tastes great!"

With joy on Ren's face, he yelled: "Good luck, eat chicken tonight!"

He has never eaten eagle meat, let alone transcendent beasts. In the giant world, the five internal organs that suffer the most are actually the temple of the five internal organs.

"Oh my God, why did you kill it?"

Holding a camera, a folklore scholar in a blue suit hurried over, his face pale in shock: "The head has been chopped off, and it is completely useless now. This is a treasure animal!"

The scholar took a photo of the sand sculpture with a camera, looking distressed.

Ren rolled his eyes, threw the sand sculpture on the ground, and pointed to the groom who was holding his arm on the other side and howling: "Is it important to cherish life?"

The folklorist was taken aback for a moment, and he held the gold-rimmed glasses: "That said, but it has been shot down by you just now, there is no threat, it can be caught alive."

"Why do you want to catch it alive? This eagle is so big that it's difficult to look after. It's not bad to eat a meal after it is slaughtered, and it can keep up with nutrition, so it can only be 7 times a night." Renn disapproved.

The folklorist's eyelids trembled, and patiently explained: "Living sand sculptures are of high value. They are sold to aristocratic masters to keep them in captivity and are worth a hundred gold!"

The expression on his face changed several times, and he could not bear the feeling of heartache. He stared at him and asked, "Then you think it can be rescued?"

The scholar glanced at the headless sand sculpture, his cheeks twitched, and there was no reply. Is this particularly unclear?

Ren exhaled, pretending to look deeply at the headless corpse of the sand sculpture: "Brother Diao, I know that you are born with pride, your head can be broken, blood can flow, you would rather die if you are free!

So I gave you a happy one, don't thank me, go well on Huangquan Road!"Fat Cat Novels www.fmxs8.com

Sand sculpture: (○Д○)

Garcia's face twitched slightly and was choked by the smoke: "Cough, cough, it's already cold, so I can only make sacrifices."

Thinking of this a little bit of anger, Ren slapped his thigh, stared at the scholar, Susanna and Garcia, and couldn't help but complain: "Why didn't you remind me earlier! I missed a hundred million!"

Folklorist: "…………"

Garcia: "..."

Susanna laughed and covered her mouth: "You just rushed over and cut off its head with a blunt knife. The action was so fast that we didn't have time to react!"

This is a hundred gold coins, money that can't be made in a year after moving bricks!

Renn took a deep breath, forced a smile and shouted:

"Supper! Supper!"

The intestines are all regretful, but there is no way. Brother Diao has already left and can only be used to wrap his belly.

The red sun is falling, the sky is getting late, the journey is not in a hurry, after crossing the canyon, it is not far, no need to rush overnight.

If everything goes well, we will definitely be in Orange Town tomorrow afternoon, and the group will start preparing dinner.

The little old man doctor took out a gray handbag from the carriage and bandaged the wound for the groom who had suffered a blade.

He disinfected with alcohol first, then took out a few bottles, smeared a black viscous ointment on the groom, and then tied a bandage.

Not to mention, the effect was pretty good. The groom's pale complexion due to more blood loss was a little better.

Rehn paid special attention to this skinny old man. This man was not an ordinary doctor. He had slight psychic fluctuations in his body, and 80% was a Tier 1 transcendent.

As for Brother Diao, it was handed over to Susanna. She was very familiar with the terrain and had good cooking skills. Renn could also cook, but he had never handled this kind of food.

She took the sand sculpture to a small pool in a canyon and cleaned it, pulled off its feathers and cleared its internal organs.

Time passed slowly, and by 7 o'clock in the evening, the night had been shrouded, a silver moon was hanging in the sky, the stars were shining, and the bright moon was pouring down.

The cool evening breeze blew away the heat, and everyone sat in a circle around the bonfire, each holding a small bowl, watching the sand sculpture meat stewing in the pot with eyesight.

The pot is owned by the caravan. Stanley and the others do not eat dry food every meal, and occasionally make some game and vegetable soup.

Chai Xin was picked up by Ren and the others nearby.

Susanna added some seasonings one by one, turning the spoon from time to time, and waited for an hour.

The rich aroma was overflowing, and it aroused everyone's appetite. After the stew was done, everyone couldn't wait to feast on it.

It smells so good!

Reyn gobbled it up and ate his mouth full of oil. Without him, this pot of meat is worth a hundred gold coins!

It hurts to think about it, it's too extravagant, and he will feel unbalanced if he doesn't eat more.

After eating and drinking, everyone sat with their belly upright and chatted by the campfire.

Cowboy Garcia clutched his stomach, burped, and said with emotion: "It has been boiled for more than an hour, and the meat is still so firm. It's amazing!"

He had never eaten sand sculpture meat before. Torreon's Fu, today is considered a taster.

"Isn't it okay to be tighter? It feels more, doesn't it?" Ren said faintly.

Garcia's heart moved, he felt that the words were profound, implicit and meaningful, separated from low-level tastes, and full of philosophical thinking.

He looked at Renne intently, and met those unpredictable eyes.

I have confirmed that my eyes are my own!

The two looked at each other and smiled, everything is silent!

Everyone: "..."