Zhao Junhong became even more angry and asked: "What do you think?"

Another guard next to him quickly came out to smooth things over and said: "Although that kid is not high level, his reactions are very quick. He should be a veteran with rich experience in mountain and forest warfare. So even if we want to chase, there will probably be no results. From what I see, my servant

, it’s better to concentrate on gaining points.”

Zhao Junhong did not answer immediately, but recalled the man's reaction after being suddenly attacked in his mind. Thinking about it carefully at this time, the opponent's dodge movements were strange and unpredictable, his judgment of the crisis was extremely accurate, and his tactics were just right. Even if Zhao Junhong took action himself

It may not be possible to lock him down. Such an opponent will be very difficult to deal with in the complex terrain of mountains and forests. The high and low levels are not very important.

Thinking of this, Zhao Junhong's face turned ugly, but then he returned to normal and asked: "Whose family does that kid belong to?"

One of the guards said: "Looking at the clothes, he is from the Yin family's hunting team." He hesitated, "However, I seem to have seen this face at the dinner of the Duke of Wei. Well, it seems that it belonged to Miss Qiqi at that time.

Female companion?" At this point, he himself was a little confused. The boy just now was definitely not a woman.

Zhao Junhong thought for a while, but had no clue. He did see a girl wearing the same dress as her next to Qiqi at the night banquet, but he didn't pay attention to her appearance at all.

Zhao Junhong couldn't help but exclaimed, "That girl Qiqi! I don't know what she is playing!"

"Keep moving forward." Zhao Junhong quickly put this matter behind him and threw the silver force gun to the guard. A mere fifth-level soldier was not in his eyes. If the other party was smart enough, he would

This time, he should stay far away from his hunting range. Anyway, in his list of Second Young Master Zhao, the only people who could not be killed were the direct disciples of the powerful family, only about 20 people. This boy ran into his shooting range for no reason.

If you kill, you will kill.

Zhao Junhong's hunting team dispersed far away, leaving only two guards. The entire team advanced in an S-shape, intending to catch all the prey on the way.

Guns roared from time to time, and an armored bull beast, a black tiger, an earth dragon, and a thorny bear fell down. Zhao's score also increased rapidly, and the gap between him and his opponents was widening. Zhao was worthy of being a top clan, with excellent equipment.

, everyone uses it to refill physical force bombs, which can greatly reduce the consumption of force and thereby extend the endurance and combat effectiveness.

After the roar of a Force gun, a scream suddenly sounded in the distance! Not long after, there was another gunshot, and the scream suddenly stopped.

Zhao Junhong raised his eyebrows, and the guards around him rushed towards the direction where the screams came from. They rushed back a moment later and said, "Ajiang saw a nobleman sneaking around nearby, so he shot him dead."

Zhao Junhong snorted and said, "Let him clean up and leave no traces. It's just a spring hunt. Too many people have been killed, and it might affect the reputation of our Zhao clan."

"Yes! Ajiang is already cleaning up. It will be fine in a while."

Zhao Junhong nodded and continued to move forward. He pointed to a hillside in the distance surrounded by mountains and water, and said: "We will camp there to rest today, and we will go further."

One of the guards immediately rushed out to survey the location designated by Zhao Junhong and set up camp. The others continued to move forward. There was still some time before dark, and they decided to kill all the ferocious beasts and beasts that were dozens of miles around the camp.

, come back and rest.

In a dense forest, the guard named Ajiang was humming a tune and kicked a mutilated corpse into the hole he had just dug. He also sprinkled a lot of powder that could attract wild animals. It won't take long.

, those carrion-eating wild dogs and wolves will appear and eat the corpse clean, leaving no evidence to prove who did it.

He's just a noble boy, but he didn't run away after seeing him. He really deserves to die! Ajiang thought happily.

He took a breath and felt relieved. Suddenly he felt something and turned his head suddenly! A wild dog emerged from the woods, staring at the corpse sprinkled with powder, salivating.

Ajiang immediately laughed and said: "Damn, it came quickly, I was shocked."

Not far away, Qianye looked at his smiling face through the scope and pulled the trigger.

The eagle strike beat violently, but this time it was firmly in Qianye's hand.

At the moment when the eagle shot roared, Ajiang showed a look of horror and tried to dodge. Seventh-level masters like him already have a very keen intuition of danger. The moment they are pointed at the gun and pull the trigger, they will instinctively

Make an avoidance response.

However, Qianye was too close this time. The distance was only two hundred meters, so the eagle strike could exert its full power.

Ajiang just barely turned his body to the side, and dark red fire exploded in his chest. His armor was instantly shattered, and his chest and abdomen were a mess of blood! He screamed and fell to the sky. But he did not lose his ability to move.

He was able to endure the pain, turned over, rolled and crawled, and ducked behind a big tree.

At this moment, Qianye had already rushed closer, a leap passed from the side, the force crossbow in his hand flashed with light, and a steel core crossbow arrow shot out like lightning under the dual push of the force array and the bowstring, penetrating into Ah

Jiang's lower back.

However, this arrow only penetrated one-third of the body, only a few centimeters into the flesh. This made Qianye secretly cry out that it was a pity. The Zhao family was really extraordinary. The armor on this guard was more defensive than the Yin family's custom-made warrior uniform.

The strength was actually two levels higher. No wonder Eagle Strike's full blow only caused moderate injuries.

Ajiang also knew that this was a critical moment of life and death. He gritted his teeth suddenly, grabbed a handful of injections, and stabbed them all into his thigh. Then he screamed wildly and fled deep into the forest, his speed increasing instead of decreasing.

Qianye shook his head and put away the eagle strike and hand crossbow. This was the first time he faced the guards of the clan, and he was indeed very powerful. Qianye knew that he was lucky this time, so he lurked two hundred meters away beforehand.

Otherwise, depending on the opponent's reaction before and after being shot, it may take a lot of trouble to get close to this distance without being noticed.

However, this guy was poisoned by the plant-mixed snake venom prepared by Qianye, and suffered such serious injuries. Even if his life was not in danger, this spring hunting would be a waste. Each hunting team only has nine people, and they cannot be replaced if they leave midway.

Qianye left quickly, then jogged all the way in the forest, approaching Zhao Junhong's planned camping spot. The two shots from behind had completely ignited his anger. Over the past few days, his blood was boiling and he had met Song Zining and Wei Potian successively.

Qianye's depression has made Qianye full of anger and nowhere to vent his anger, so he can just have some fun with the Second Young Master Zhao.

At this time, Zhao Junhong heard another gunshot in the distance and frowned: "Eagle Strike? We are not equipped with Eagle Strike, are we?"

"It's in the direction of A Jiang, and it may be some brave noble boy. Other aristocratic families have seen A Jiang, and they should know that you are hunting here and will not get close. Don't worry, A Jiang will deal with him."

Zhao Junhong nodded and looked ahead. It was an area covered with scattered pine needle forests. The terrain was complex, but there were also areas with wide views. He had already felt that there was a residual aura of dark force in that area.

A smile appeared on Zhao Junhong's lips and he said: "Finally we found these black-blooded bastards. Let's go over and take a look!"

Including Zhao Junhong, everyone in the guards began to be on alert. Dark warriors are not ferocious beasts, they are much more dangerous than ferocious beasts. And in the spring hunting of Tianxuan Mountain, several high-level dark warriors appear every year.

On the other side of the Zhao Clan is the Song Clan's hunting area. Song Zining is walking leisurely in a light shirt with big sleeves as if on an outing. Until now, he has not entered the area where level six beasts are infested. Beside him, Ye Mulan is anxious

, but cannot express it.

This time, Song Zining handed over the command to Ye Mulan in Spring Hunting. He only brought one personal entourage, and the rest of the selection, team formation, and scheduling were all arranged by Ye Mulan, so Ye Mulan wanted to perform well.

Fan. The better the Song clan's performance, the greater her contribution. However, everyone listens to her orders, but Song Zining cannot give her orders.

It was Song Zining's first time to come to the Tianxuan Mountains. In spring, everything in the mountainous area is full of vitality. Not only are the vegetation flourishing, but wildflowers are as abundant as the fields. In addition to wild beasts, there are also various small animals. He seems to regard this as a trip to collect folk customs.

Every day he walks leisurely through the mountains, stopping to look at the beautiful scenery when he encounters it, and praising rare animals when he encounters them. After dark and camping, he lights up the lamp to draw and write. His pen, ink, paper and inkstone alone require a guard to carry them alone.

.

Ye Mulan was anxious, but she didn't dare to rush. Although she led the team to hunt in the surrounding areas, she had to keep enough guards around Song Zining. Secondly, the level of the area was low, and the points earned by the prey were not high. Song clan

In the past two days, my performance still dropped one place.

Song Zining comforted her, anyway, after entering the sixth level area, the strength of the Song family will slowly appear. In the end, it should not be a big problem to stay in the top three. Even if there is no top three, the top five is still acceptable.

Ye Mulan smiled and nodded in agreement. When she left Song Zining's tent, she gathered the guards over and coldly ordered: "It may not be safe around the camp. You divide into two groups and take turns to patrol and kill all the prey around."

Everything must be cleaned up and the young master’s rest must not be affected, do you understand?”

Of course the Song Clan guards understood. They were asked to hunt all night long to make up for the points gap caused by Song Zining's leisurely actions.

Ye Mulan herself was fully armed and walked into the night behind the camp. When no one was around, she suddenly burst out and chopped down a saber-toothed wild boar, then chopped it like crazy, almost mincing it into minced meat!

After venting, she was able to release a little of the anger in her chest, and said to herself bitterly, "Is fifth place acceptable? Haha, haha!" Haru Shou was in command this time!

Due to the partiality of the ancestors of the Song family, the guards assigned to Song Zining were of an average level, no worse than those brought by Zhao Junhong. With such strength, even if she couldn't compete with the Zhao clan, most people would gossip. If she only got third place, she would not be able to win.

She's evaluation is very good. If she is really fifth, I'm afraid there will be an overwhelming number of non-members behind her. The ancestors of the Song family will definitely lower their evaluation of her a lot because of this.

It was not until dawn that Ye Mulan returned to her tent covered in fatigue and dew, and fell asleep. There were only two hours before the scheduled departure time, and she needed to rest as soon as possible. There was still a day of hunting today.

The lights in Song Zining's tent were also on all night.

The seventh son sat idle all night looking at the blank rice paper spread out on the table. He didn't start writing until dawn, and drew nine portraits in one go.

The one on the far left is Qianye without his disguise. The rest is a little boy who grows up into a teenager little by little, and finally loses all his youthfulness and stands tall and handsome. The figures on the far left and the far right are only three points similar.

"What happened?"
Chapter completed!