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Ren Baqian touched the body armor and the shackles and guns and sabers next to him, and finally let go of his heart.
On the other side are sleeping bags and seasonings.
Ren Baqian got up and put the holster first, then put the gun into the magazine and stuff it in, then put on the clothes. Then put the bulletproof vest in the sleeping bag, and then wait until the place is over and you can put it on.
Everything is ready, and the door is also ringing: "Anyone, the time for hunting is coming."
Ren Baqian heard the sound of a knife, but he did not expect him to inform himself.
Pushing open the door, the sky has begun to light up.
The iron knife is standing outside: "Adult, the hunting is about to begin, you should not be late. This thing you hold, will definitely allow you to get a good ranking in this hunting, even the first is possible. ”
The two little guys are rolling and squatting because they are waking up and are making a bed, and the legs holding the iron knife are so stunned, but the iron knife doesn’t even look at them. Anyway, the skin is thick and thick, and the two little guys are still motionless, just a little itchy.
Ren Baqian looked at the small porcelain bottle in the hands of the iron knife and asked after it: "What is this?"
The iron knife said that he could get a good place in this hunting, so it must be related to hunting. Could it be that the throwing out of the square within 100 meters of people and animals are falling into the drug? Then you can pick and choose, so that you can get a good noun?
The iron knife showed a hearty smile: "This is uploaded by my ancestors. I can lead the beasts in a certain range in the mountains. I have no chance to use them and I will give them to adults."
Ren Baqian looked at him and felt that the porcelain bottle was hot on his hand and almost threw it out.
You are arguing that I am not fast enough, isn't it? Even the rabbits are not necessarily played. I use this thing to bring the beasts in the mountains. It is estimated that the capital of the corpse could not be found.
Ren Baqian breathed a sigh of relief and asked calmly: "Let's say, how much do you have to hate me?"
The iron knife looked blank: "Adult, this is a good thing. It is hard to find it now. My bottle is passed to my father by my grandfather, and my father passed it to me." The adult is a good person. This time I participated in the hunting, I only thought about giving it to adults. ”
Ren Baqian sighed, really can't tell the two scorpions. If I have that strength, can I still use it?
But think about this thing is really a bit useful, if you encounter something, throw it directly at that, say no magic effect.
"Thanks."Ren Baqian patted the shoulder of the iron knife, put the bottle close to the body and pointed it to the sleeping bag tied with a rope at the back. "Help me squat."
Yeah, there you go.The iron knife slid the sleeping bag to the hand and followed Ren Baqian to the cow circle of the orc. The mountain bird was there.
Ren Baqian pulled the mountain bird out and touched it twice on the head. The mountain bird immediately narrowed his eyes comfortably.
Looking at the iron knife and tying the sleeping bag and other things to the mountain bird, Ren Baqian hangs the gong and the arrow aside, and takes out the perfume from the bag outside the sleeping bag and sprays it on the mountain bird before turning over. Sit up.
"Ah-choo!"Ren Baqian just sneezed on the mountain bird and was sneezed by the smell of perfume.
The mountain bird seems to dislike the smell of the present, and the restless squatting, Ren Baqian quickly touched its head to appease.
"Help me look good and roll!"Ren Baqian greeted him.
"Adult, water bag!"The iron knife glanced at him and quickly greeted him.
Ren Baqian slaps his head and almost forgets about it. Riding the mountain bird to the well, filling the water bag with water, only to go all the way.
Out of the Orc Garden went straight to the square outside the palace, where the gathering place was.
From the long distance, I saw a square in the clear, surrounded by a torch, and the human voices came from far away.
When I was close, I could see that there was another group of people on the edge of the square. When he arrived, he saw it clearly. Two or three hundred people were on the side of the square. It can be seen that both are Ancient Race people, both men and women, and there is a loud voice. speak.
The men are tall, some are wearing tight silk clothes, and some are wearing hides. Ren Baqian knows that these are the children of the middle-aged members. If you wear hides, it’s not because you like them because this is Feng Hunting, so wear some tradition.
The women are also almost the same, mostly stature, full of explosive power and vitality, even a little fat have not seen, the hair is behind the head, full of heroic.
At this time, these people are talking loudly, and it seems that many people know each other.
Under them, there are all kinds of mounts, blood red bulls, horses from other countries, goats, and even an elephant riding. Which got it, it was a woman, and the height of the mount made her immediately stand out.
There are also individuals who are riding a saber-toothed tiger. The saber-toothed tiger looks at many animals by their side. It seems to be somewhat dissatisfied. The low-pitched squeaking in the throat has caused the big man behind his head to slap on his head. "Be quiet, don't bother Laozi. ”
Ren Baqian looked at these people's mounts more than a mighty, then look at the mountain birds under their ass, it feels like hundreds of luxury cars mixed with an Alto, consciously find a place on the periphery Stay and observe the situation in the field.
A breeze blew, "Auntie!"Achoo!
Five or six people who were a little closer together called the aunt and then glared at Ren Baqian.
They had seen Ren Baqian before, and a few of them heard about this recently famous Hongjun priest, but no one cares about him. But the mountain bird on his body or under his ass is too big.
It is not the smell of the mountain bird, but a pungent aroma that makes them itch in the nose.
Ren Baqian's face was speechless, and he knew that he didn't spray so much perfume, so that the mountain bird walked away and walked away from those people.
There are not only two or three hundred people in the field. There are also several sergeants in the middle of the square. The visual observation is about 500. Sitting down is a kind of giant sheep. The upper body has only the chest and the left shoulder. The position is covered with leather. Other places are directly Showing the muscles of one body.
There is a group of people at the other end of the square. I saw a few carriages I saw before. Needless to say, this is the other people from the three countries.
The second generation of Ren Baqian did not know, and they did not care about this Hongjun Temple. The other side of the people know a lot, but I can't wait to make my own skin more deboned.
And he is now a Da Yao official, and he can't be mixed with those people.
Ren Baqian had to wait alone on the periphery.
Fortunately, it didn't wait too long. As the sky began to light up, the palace gate was opened, and a series of fully armed guards rode out of the mount. Ren Baqian, the dress of these guards, is very familiar and is a guard in the palace.
At the same time, the field began to calm down.
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