Chapter 398 398. Those Years in the Warcraft Mountains (25)
"Ow~"

Seeing Qin Shang finally wake up, the flying general who had been waiting by the bed let out a low moan in surprise.

"Goooooooooooo..."

At this time, Qin Shang's stomach growled violently.

Fragments of memory flashed in my mind.

Qin Shang shook his head, finally remembering the scene when he was injured.

"In the end, it was the God of the Mountain Guard who used his inner alchemy to pull me back from the gate of hell... Then, it helped me heal my wounds, and finally, I fainted on the grass."

"Flying General, thank you, you must have carried me back in the end." Qin Shang gently rubbed the flying general's ear, and said softly, "Let's go, come with me to see the guardian of the mountain."

Qin Shang, who was extremely hungry, swayed all the way, half leaning on the wall, and before he approached the entrance of the cave, he heard thunderous snores from the guardian mountain god.

"It seems that he is going to sleep and rest." Qin Shang stepped lightly, walked up to the mountain guard, and bowed deeply to him three times.

If it wasn't for its inner alchemy, Qin Shang might already be a piece of loess at this moment.

Immediately, he walked to the pool and drank a full meal of water.

"Ow~"

As soon as he looked up, Qin Shang saw that the flying general was biting his clothes and dragging him all the way forward.

Qin Shang slowly followed the flying general's pace, saw it enter a small hole in the stone forest, and soon dragged out several injured pheasants from inside.

"Today's meal is settled!"

Surprise flashed in Qin Shang's eyes, and he immediately picked up the pheasant and walked into the cave.

After a full meal, Qin Shang started to practice again.

There are still too many things for him to do, but his strength is far from strong enough.

He didn't want to end up in failure like in his dream.

"After absorbing the inner alchemy of the Mountain Shou Beast, there is another thick force in my body. This is the skill it has cultivated for half a lifetime. Now it has absorbed more than half of it into my body..."

Qin Shang flipped his hands over quickly, during which bursts of internal force followed his palms, emitting a burst of dazzling light.

"...If you come back with an injury next time, no one will be able to save you."

While running the exercises in his hands, Qin Shang's words of guarding the mountain god echoed in his mind from time to time.

"I'm sorry...it's all because of my overreaching that made you pay such a heavy price for me."

Qin Shang's guilt for the guardian of the mountain is like the water of a great river, torrenting endlessly.

"Don't worry, I will never act recklessly again in the future. I will make good use of the power you gave me to do something meaningful. I will become very strong so that you can sleep peacefully for the rest of your life." Qin Shang secretly promised.

*

In the days to come, apart from eating, Qin Shang practiced.

During the day, he constantly merged the power of the inner alchemy with his own power, and went out secretly at night. When he saw Ah Piao who was doing evil, he just used them to continue to practice the soul-controlling art.

If it was just an ordinary Ah Piao, Qin Shang would not have brutally killed him.

Of course, if he encounters a large monster passing by, he will also consider the actual practice of guarding the beast.

In the middle of the night, he would occasionally turn over to Shibagou's house, poking and walking along with some things.

"Master Iron Flute, right? My Dog Saint is your eternal enemy!"

Gou Sheng held a white porcelain cup tightly, raised his hand several times and wanted to drop it but was reluctant, and finally put it heavily on the table.

"Dog." At this time, Gou Sheng suddenly heard a familiar voice from outside the window, opened the window, and saw Qin Shang lying on a tree with his legs crossed, and whistled when he saw him , "Come out and fight if you have the ability."

"You..." Gou Sheng was so angry that he almost couldn't get over his breath, and kept shouting, "Come on, Mr. Iron Flute is coming!"

"Quickly line up, Mr. Iron Flute is coming!"

All of a sudden, the Eighteen Dogs camp was in chaos.

Those who hold weapons hold weapons, and defend defensively, just as nervous as the enemy leading thousands of troops to attack.

"Ha, dogs, am I so scary?" Qin Shang jumped into the dog saint's room through the window and fought with him.

"Clatter, clack..."

He nimbly dodged the attack of the dog saint, and at the same time jumped nimbly, the iron flute swept across the room, sweeping many items in his room to the ground.

"My furniture! Come on, lead him outside!"

Gou Sheng yelled in distress.

A group of subordinates who rushed over after hearing the news nodded immediately, and began to subconsciously take Qin Shang out of the house.

"There's no need to ruin this thing, anyway, sooner or later it will be mine." Thinking, Qin Shang leaped, spun, and left the room, and saw a group of dogs holding torches, rushing here.

"Gouzi, be careful that I am not happy, and burn your house down with the fire in your hand." Qin Shang flew up and kicked Gou Xian with a half-smile.

Passing by yesterday, he happened to see the dog fairy robbing a casual cultivator who had entered the forest for training. When he arrived, the dog fairy just saw his figure and ran away.

Qin Shang took a closer look, only to find that not only the backpack had been taken away, but even the person had been ruthlessly cut more than a dozen times by the dog fairy.

The most serious injury was the abdominal injury. His intestines fell to the ground along the huge incision, bloody...

Qin Shang was not good at medical skills, so he bandaged him with herbs, but the man finally passed away after a stick of incense.

"Crappie."

Qin Shang cursed secretly, buried the person hastily, and began to have a plan for martial arts training in his heart.

There are many ways to practice martial arts in actual combat here, except for the ubiquitous monsters, which are the bullies here, and they are extremely vicious.

"I've fucked you **a**!"

Being kicked, Gou Xian directly covered his lower body in pain, howling in pain.

"Deserving it."

Qin Shang was too lazy to look at Gou Xian, and turned around to fight with the other dog thieves.

After fighting for about half an hour, Qin Shang also saw blood on his body, so he gave up.

After that, he flew up and hid in the forest again.

"Cough cough cough... Poof!"

Gou Sheng spat out a mouthful of blood, and he didn't know whether he was angry or beaten by Qin Shang.

"Too much! It's too much!"

The wounded dog slammed the table angrily, and shouted, "What is this Mr. Iron Flute, he really thinks this is his martial arts training ground, he can come and leave whenever he wants!"

"Ahem...don't...don't take pictures, we don't have much furniture." Gou Sheng looked at the cracked table with distress, and drank softly.

"Hmph! You all give me a good training. If he dares to come again next time, we'll just close the door and beat the dog!" Gou Xian stood up with his face twisted, and said angrily.

"Okay, then follow what the dog fairy said, when your injuries are almost healed, you can train immediately! It's almost dawn, you should all leave." Gou Sheng lay weakly on the armchair, and said softly.

"Yes."

All the dogs drooped in response, helped their injured companions, and dispersed separately.

*

"A great harvest!"

Today's Qin Shang is no longer the young man who was bullied by eighteen dogs and endured the humiliation when he first entered the World of Warcraft Forest.

At this moment, in front of the eighteen dogs, with only force and a small amount of mana, he is enough to fight them for an hour!
However, it is still useful to keep Shibagou now, and he doesn't want to abolish them so quickly.

Therefore, the time he spent with them for military training these few times was limited to about half an hour.

(End of this chapter)

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