Reign of the Hunters

Chapter 56 Mad Willow

Hot Spring Valley.

Hard-Armored Giant Turtle rests on a shallow beach, sitting on a warrior in a slate. The deck looks good, but the top and bottom patterns are not the same, and at first glance it's not a complete set. Moreover, such a set of decks appears to be somewhat damaged at this moment, and there are even traces of dust smoke in many places, at first glance after a terrible battle.

At this moment, the moon is thin.

And the time in reality is also the silent midnight hour.

This makes Su Il less lively than Hot Spring Valley seem more and more silent at this moment.

The warrior sat on a beach not too far from the hardcore tortoise and lit a pile of bonfires in front of him, adding a little warmth to this cold eastern continental night. He lifted his hand and took off his helmet and threw it around, which took a long breath.

This helmet is really too tedious. The defense is high on the head. It looks like a powerful wind. It's just very tedious to keep the whole face inside the helmet. The only place you can see is the outside. If you don't look from the outside, it's like a copper wall. The iron wall surrounds people with water leakage.

The late night air was really cold, but the warrior seemed not afraid of the ordinary, took a deep breath, not yet smooth, but grabbed a snow from one side and sent it towards the innermost. The cold, crispy snow clump bit into your mouth, as if your teeth were freezing.

“A big cold day is good for drinking, not eating snow.” Suddenly, a cold voice passed over, and the soldier suddenly stood up and pulled out the sword that was stuck on the ground, holding it in his hand, looking vigilantly around him, especially in the direction in which the voice came from.

“Who is it?”

“Rest assured, just strangers.” The cold voice carried a few laughter points, only heard the sound of the leaves on one side, and then a sharp figure came down from the tree, unbiased and steadily fell beside the warrior.

In the light of fire, the warrior saw clearly that the arrival was a female elf with a crossbow behind her and looked like a hunter. But this game and real life is not much, but what else, who knows if this stranger is harmful? He has to keep a few precautions.

The hunter, not surprised to see him look alert, just smiled and sat beside the fire, staring down in the middle of the hot spring at the hard-armed giant turtle: “To play that shield? ”

The warrior carefully looked around and found that there was nothing wrong around him, and no one followed him, so he relaxed slightly. He didn't seem to want to rob the hunter, so he sat down and pulled his tongue: “Are you here for that shield too? ”

“I'm a hunter. It's useless to have that thing.” The hunter smiled back and the fire was warm, covering her clean face, but it was like putting a soft light on her face to make her face really warm. She lifted her hand, pointing to the distance, and said: "While there is no one here at night, come to collect medicine. ”

The warrior no longer doubts when she says so, because there is often a trade union rotation here to kill the hard-armed giant turtle, and he has waited too long for this opportunity to kill the monster alone. The Guild kills a lot of monsters, so many players follow to kill monsters, some of them must be studying pharmaceuticals, so the medicines here may be robbed. In this respect, the female hunter is quite right.

“What, no food?” The hunter saw the warrior approaching the fire or a bit of a Thursday tremor, and thought he was cold. Hot spring valley has always been a silver vegetable wrap, come here to fight weird must bring cold medicine, or bring warm things and wine, otherwise, after a long stay here will bring a DBUFF called "frozen”, which will slow people's limbs, reduce their mobility and even bring down various attributes.

Recently, however, all the major dukes in the eastern continent have been deserting or fighting copies based on cold properties, so the cold medicine on this market is really expensive, so most of the players who come to this place bring food and wine.

“Finished.” The warrior looked at the hard-armed giant tortoise still lying asleep in the distance and smiled bitterly.

“I have more here. Have some.” The female hunter pulled out two pots of spirits from the package, threw a pot at the warrior, and took out some roasted deer legs and handed them to him.

The warrior was not restrained, but took it without hesitation. He ate and drank it with a large mouthful.

“How many times?” The female hunter looked at the armored giant turtle and smiled slightly, seemingly asking.

“I can't remember clearly.” The warrior chewed the meat so hard that it seemed like this frozen DBUFF was making him feel terrible.

“Looks like your gear won't last. ”

“Almost. ”

“It was, after all, the wild elite BOSS, and the soldier was too reluctant to pick alone. ”

The warrior naturally knew that the female hunter was telling the truth, but he did not respond immediately, but paused slightly, looked up at the female hunter and said: “I am afraid that it will come true, and I have to share the money with others, I do not have that much money. ”

“Do you have to be equipped to fight again?” The woman hunter chewed the deer leg at leisure, and the words were also cloudy and windy.

“Yes.” The soldier nodded, then smiled bitterly: “But only once more. ”

“If you believe me, you set me up, I'll help you fight once. ”

The warrior looked strangely at the hunter, half silent.

“You're the captain, you set the pattern the captain picked up, and I won't share the money with you if that thing comes out.” The hunter leaned back and poured a sip of wine, wiping the corner of her mouth with a lot of pleasure: “On this cold day, it's the only way to be happy is to drink this wine! ”

“Why?” After a long time, the warrior slowly answered.

“See how you get along? Minding my own business? Or love you at first sight?” The hunter lost the bottle in her hand and stood up and stretched a lazy waist, "Who knows, I guess I'll take a breath of air, if you really can't figure it out, find a reason to persuade yourself. ”

This hunter is so generous that she embarrasses the warrior a little. He hurriedly stuffed the rest of the wine into his mouth and then stood up, somewhat restrained, and said, "My name is Willow. ”

The hunter turned her head and looked at Willow deliriously. The golden fire lit on her silver hair. There was an indescribable light, and she had to raise her eyebrows slightly. She said faintly: “I am a son ghost.” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)