Chapter 1699 [Fufu's Bizarre Adventure 91] The Compiler Is a Good Civilization

It turns out that people who love to eat are often good at cooking, and Ai Bo is the best example.

Feng Ying has tasted all kinds of rare ingredients and delicious dishes since she became a hunter, but she still thinks that the steaks baked by Ai Bo in the simple small oven in the camp are very delicious.

She ate a lot of barbecue, and then fell asleep without brushing her teeth.

Indigestion? Sorry, hunters don’t know this word.

She slept for more than ten hours, and after waking up, she ate another big barbecue, and finally washed her face, which was considered a rest.

Feng Ying felt that she was in such a good condition that she could beat a Tyrannosaurus to death with her bare hands!

Ai Bo had already prepared a series of auxiliary props for her, including route plans, maps, hunting tools, dry food and water, and even filter breathing masks, signal flares, torches to dispel miasma, etc.

She only needed to check the protective gear and weapons in person, and everything would be ready.

“It’s great” Feng Ying patted her bulging belly and shook her head with emotion.

From food, clothing, shelter, transportation, to accepting missions, to collecting intelligence, and formulating tactics, this kind of wonderful life where someone prepares everything for you and you only need to think about "hunting" is really nostalgic.

Many hunters who returned to the Old World said they were not used to it, mainly because they left their editor partners who took good care of them.

She herself also took a long time to adapt to the life of acting alone again.

Of course, some guys chose to solve this problem in another way, such as Gene and Aiden.

These two beasts married their editor partners home.

"What are you thinking about?" Noticing Feng Ying's somewhat angry expression, Ai Bo couldn't help asking.

"Nothing, burp--"

After a very indecent burp, Feng Ying skipped the topic and carefully checked her equipment.

Only this step, she would never borrow anyone's hand, all hunters are like this, even those traditional fighting hunters who are not willing to use any hunting props will never ignore this matter.

This is a lesson learned from countless tragedies.

The dark blue blade of the sword had already shone with cold light, but she still took out the whetstone and carefully polished the axe blades on the edges of the sword and shield.

Amid the "clang clang" friction sound, the sharp blade and the whetstone rubbed out a large amount of sparks.

The Great Dragon Slashing Blade, this is the name of the weapon she used in this mission.

It was made of the best of the best, the highest quality dragon slashing materials, and even a small amount of ancient dragon materials were added as reinforcement during the forging process, making this shield axe reach a level close to the ceiling in terms of sharpness, destructive power, firmness and attribute strength.

It is also the most handy fire attribute shield axe she uses.

She knows very well what the weakness of the Misty Corpse Dragon is, which is nothing more than the dragon attribute that is generally effective against ancient dragon species, and the high temperature flame.

If it is to kill that guy, she will naturally choose the top performance in all aspects, and the engraved silver axe with dragon attribute.

But the purpose this time is to investigate, so the Great Dragon Slashing Blade that can swing high-temperature flames is perfect. Not only for fighting, but also for dispelling fog and miasma with a few swings in the air.

The protective gear is still [Dragon Pattern].

There are some things that An Xier didn't say explicitly, but she knew them well.

If the worst situation occurs, where the guard stone and the mask are useless, and the fog and miasma corpse dragon attacks crazily, and it is difficult to retreat, then it is really necessary to rely on the ability of [Dragon Pattern] to absorb life and restore itself, and force it out.

"Okay, it's almost done."

After checking the mechanical structure of the shield axe in her hand for the last time to ensure that it is in good condition, Feng Ying put away the Great Dragon Slashing Blade, put it behind her back, and stood up.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Ai Bo smiled.

Although she was worried, she would not say discouraging words at this time.

"Let's go."

Feng Ying blew a whistle, summoned the acid pterosaur hovering in the air, and flew to the distant island covered by fog and miasma.

After driving away the Brute Jaw Dragon, Fufu Fish Chop was taken to their camp by the enthusiastic group of strange-faced people.

The head of the group who was hiding nearby to watch the show was also pulled out by these clever little guys and escorted to Fufu, looking restless as if he would beat the big guy as long as Fufu gave an order.

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I don't want to let you play freely." Facing Fufu's resentful eyes, the head of the group laughed dryly and raised his hands in surrender.

He now realized that he had misunderstood before.

These two little guys really couldn't do anything to the Brute Jaw Dragon. They were not pretending to lure the enemy when they were chased around by the Brute Jaw Dragon before, but they were really running for their lives.

Unlike the elite hunters of the sixth group who were called "newcomers" and were actually at least three stars, these two little guys were rookies in the literal sense.

From this perspective, his previous behavior of hiding aside and watching the show seemed a bit excessive.

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Seeing the head of the group scratching his head and grinning, Fu Fu really wanted to ask the brothers to help beat up this muscular old man.

Of course, that was just a thought, not to mention the concerns about interpersonal relationships and respect for the elderly.

Based on the rumors that he had heard before, such as "fighting the golden lion with bare hands" and "once hanging Bai Feng up to beat him", his brothers from the Qimian tribe might not be able to defeat this old Deng

He calmed the restless Qimian tribe with words, indicating that the old man in front of him was not an enemy.

The Qi Noodles put down their weapons and surrounded by Fufu.

Fux was still a little worried. Only a few sentences of the new mainland orcs that the new mainland orcs learned from my mother before the departure were not enough to communicate with their brothers. few.

In particular, the mask's shape is relatively complicated, and it is suspected to be the strange face of the leader of this community, and can even use the words to communicate.

Faced with the serious thanks, the leader Qi Nian clapped his naked chest.

"You are wearing a master of king, making the mask, you are.

Thinking of the mother said, "If you want to integrate into the Qi Facian family, you must be sincere", he simply sat on the ground, picked up his own bag, and poured all the things inside.

"These are small gifts, everyone divides!"

The strange tribe around her is not polite, you fight for me to grab me.

It was very happy to grab the recovery medicine. The glittering bombs were even more cheerful. Obviously, they all knew what these roads had.

As for what I didn't grab, it seemed very frustrated, squatting on the ground and lowered her head, and she looked pitiful.

When Fuph saw it, he quickly said, "This time I went out of the house, there was not many things, I brought more in two days!"

After listening to this, those little guys who started slowly jumped up happily and danced around her.

There are all sidewalks around, and Fufu did not feel noisy, and he did not feel noisy. He increased his voice and continued to communicate with the leader:

"Do you know where the king of Qi Fan clan is? I was looking for it. My mother asked me to bring it a lot of things. I have to find a way to send it."

The leader of the Qi face crooked his head. "Before the 20 sunset of the king, he left the present from here. He might go to the Grand Canyon or go to the north.

We will help you leave information, and it may see. "

"All right."

Fufu was helpless. It seems that Da Jue has no ghosts. If you want to encounter it, you can only rely on luck.

But your luck is not so good.