Chapter 9

Zhang Qiuming continued.

"The nightmare eagle is fire. If you weave its feathers into a black feather cloak, it is really a good thing. It is not only fire-resistant, but also in winter, even if you only wear a single coat and walk in snowy weather, it will be very warm as long as you put on this cloak.

The black feather cloak is so good, so our love saint, childe Shen, wants to get a black feather cloak for Miss Fu to see if she can get her heart! "

Shen Shouwu listened to Zhang Qiuming and couldn't help laughing and punching him.

"Don't talk nonsense in front of brother Meng. Be careful I'll beat you!"

After being punched by Shen Shouwu, Zhang Qiuming did not restrain, but laughed more happily. He stretched out his hand and pointed to Shen Shouwu and smiled.

"Mr. Shen, that's what you said. When we hunt the nightmare eagle, all its feathers will belong to me. You can't rob me then!"

……

After a battle with the big bear, the hunting team was seriously or lightly injured and could not go for a while.

Zhang Meng suggested that everyone go to the camp to have a rest.

Zhang Meng's suggestion, we naturally have no opinion. It's not a thing to lie in the wild mountains and rest. After all, it's still very cold at night.

When I ran away yesterday, I was caught up by the bear before I ran far away, so we are not far from the camp now.

Everyone helped each other and slowly returned to the camp.

Yesterday, when the wolves came, they basically ate everything like food and water, except that they didn't push down the tent.

Therefore, they are now in danger of starvation!

Zhang Meng, as the only uninjured person in the hunting team, fell on him to find food.

Zhang Meng had no experience in this field, so he chose a direction casually and began the journey of looking for food.

Zhang mengshun walked along the forest, but he didn't find any prey after walking for a long time, which made him a little strange.

Normally, there should be a lot of prey in this uninhabited forest!

In fact, Zhang Meng didn't notice that not far from him was the direction in which the big bear escaped.

Last night, the big bear roared wildly and scared away all the prey in the woods.

Zhang Meng was so worried that he couldn't help speeding up. Unconsciously, he had climbed a mountain.

Seeing that no prey could be reached, Zhang Meng suddenly heard a sound in front of him. He listened carefully. Suddenly, his eyes brightened.

Because he heard a familiar roar.

"Big bear!"

Think of the big bear, as long as you kill it, you don't have to worry about food at all.

Thinking of this, Zhang suddenly jumped to the top of the tree and ran in the direction of the big bear.

The two sides were getting closer and closer. After hearing the sound in front, Zhang Meng slowed down.

There was a human cry ahead. Zhang Meng guessed that maybe the bear didn't know who to fight with!

Since it was someone else's prey, Zhang Meng was embarrassed to rob it, but it was a pity to give up such a big prey. He decided to go and see what was going on there first.

Zhang Meng slowly approached the fighting place and took a look at the big bear's opponent.

There were twenty-two people in all, and there were ten standing. The rest were lying on the edge of the forest wailing in pain?

The ten people standing were all tall and strong, with one exception. A thin guy covered in a black cloak stood behind from a distance, waving a small stick in his hand and fierce at the big bear.

Every time the stick in his hand points at the big bear, a small lightning flies out of the stick and hits the big bear.

After the bear was hit by this small lightning, it was a scream. Then his body stiffened, but it recovered in only one second.

The other nine men, with all kinds of weapons, desperately slashed at the bear.

However, they are also very difficult to fight, because most of the weapons in their hands, even if they can hit the bear, can not break its defense. Only the guy with the big axe has some strength. After each axe is cut down, he can shed some blood.

If the magician hadn't launched a lightning attack and brought a little slow time to the bear, I'm afraid those people would have been crushed by Da Xiong one by one.

When Zhang Meng saw the small stick in the hands of the thin man in black, his heart suddenly moved. He understood something.

It seems that that guy is a magician. The small stick in his hand should be the legendary magic wand.

If the magician hadn't launched a lightning attack and brought a little slow time to the bear, I'm afraid those people would have been crushed by the bear one by one.

Involuntarily, Zhang Meng leaned towards the magician.

In his previous life, Zhang Meng envied the magician very much. Now he has seen it with his own eyes. He must go near and have a good look to see how the man started magic.

The big bear is a little impatient. He can easily crush the little guys in front of him, but the damn lightning always makes him stiff. He misses a good opportunity and is a little angry.

Just then, a warrior jumped up in the air, raised his big knife and cut at the big bear.

With a roar, the bear slapped the samurai flying, and the direction of the samurai flying was the position of the magician.

Seeing this, the magician was scared to death.

The magician cultivates his spirit, and his physique is naturally not very good.

If the magician is hit by the flying warrior, even if he is not killed, his bones will be broken and his tendons will be broken.

The magician hurried to one side, but his speed couldn't hide directly. He saw that the magician was about to be hit by flying warriors.

Suddenly, a human shadow rushed in front of the magician and blocked the flying warrior.

The visitor is Zhang Meng. He finally saw a living magician. Naturally, he won't watch the magician get hurt. He still has many questions to ask the magician?

But Zhang Meng still understood the truth of low-key, so after he was hit by the warrior, he immediately staggered a few steps and retreated to the magician.

Looking at the bumped Zhang Meng, the magician asked with concern.

"You, how are you?"

The voice is gentle and soft, and a little hasty.

Zhang Meng asked subconsciously after hearing the sound.

"Are you a woman?"

Although Zhang Meng's words were very rude, the female magician didn't care, but asked again with concern.

"Is your injury all right?"

Zhang Meng shook his head. "I'm fine, but it hurts."

The two of them are talking here, and the people in front can't support it.