waste wood pharmacist

Chapter 43 Nine-tailed Scorpion King
The wind is moving and the leaves are rustling.

Who could have predicted what happened next?
The fan in An Ran's arms felt an increasingly intense murderous aura.

Fan Tuan, who hadn't spoken for a long time, opened his mouth again,
"An Ran, something is coming"

"Well? What?"

All the time, An Ran, who was busy fighting, didn't understand what the fan group said for a while
"Smelly Anran, stupid!"

Jumping down from An Ran's arms, the sharp nails were exposed in Rouroufen's claws.

The sharpened claws swiftly slashed across the belly of a nine-tailed scorpion.

It seemed that at this moment everything stood still.

"Boom"

A nine-tailed scorpion fell powerlessly to the ground, bleeding out tremblingly.

The perfect strong defense seems to be vulnerable in front of the fans.

Fan Tuan stood there proudly, as if waiting for An Ran's compliment.

Humph, I'm very good!
An Ran was indeed surprised, and could even be said to be stunned.

She really didn't expect this guy to be so powerful.

only·,,,,,

An Ran hit the big bump on the forehead of the fan with a "slap".

"Ow~"

A resounding cry resounded through the sky
"Smelly Anran, bad!"

"Bad? You are so powerful, why didn't you help just now?"

Fen Tuan pursed his lips and muttered, not knowing what he was talking about.

An Ran didn't want to know at all, it was definitely not a good thing anyway.

Originally, in An Ran's prediction, the fan group killed a nine-tailed scorpion. According to the nature of these nine-tailed scorpions, they would definitely have a deadly battle with An Ran.

But it was strange, all the nine-tailed scorpions stopped fighting one after another as if they had received some order.

The other three groups who were supposed to share a piece of the pie, just saw Situ Ling and the other three leave, and they also wanted to withdraw.

But Naihe didn't have Situ Ling's superb skills.

For a long time, he was trapped in the middle of the nine-tailed scorpion and couldn't get out.

But for some reason, these nine-tailed scorpions stopped their movements in an instant as if they had made an agreement, which made the group of nine people feel relieved and puzzled at the same time.
"Hmm, what's up?"

"That's right, these nine-tailed scorpions seem to be pinned down. Could it be that they were scared by us? Haha"

One of them even laughed.

The members who formed the team together were newborn calves who were not afraid of tigers, and laughed as if they heard some joke.

Not everyone is like this, but there is one person who has an outstanding temperament and a sense of nobility in every gesture, named Xiang Yunqing.

I saw Xiang Yunqing frowning tightly, with a dignified expression, which was completely different from the relaxed expressions of the others.

Seeing Xiang Yunqing's expression, his companion asked worriedly

"Wenqing, what's the matter? Is there something wrong?!"

An Ran, who was far away, overheard their conversation, and couldn't help sighing, where did they get a group of pigs.

Is there something wrong?
nonsense!

This group of people don't really think that the Nine-tailed Scorpion is scared of being beaten by this group of people, right? !

This tranquility is probably only the eve of the storm.

I only heard Xiang Yunqing say solemnly
"I remember that it was written in "Warcraft Miscellaneous Notes" that the Nine-Tailed Scorpion is different from other monsters. It is a kind of monster with serious classification and organization. manifested.

If they can force all the third-level nine-tailed scorpions to stand still, they are afraid that even more powerful ones are coming. "

He Yunqing's expression changed

"No, it's the Nine-tailed Scorpion King"

Dust filled the air, and the wind was raging.

As if witnessing what he said.

The densely packed nine-tailed scorpions attacked with great momentum, and the grasslands they passed turned into sand, like yellow ants, which were extremely terrifying.

The group of people were dumbfounded, their legs trembling and supporting their bodies.They didn't dare to move.

After all, he was still young, and this was the first time he had seen such a terrifying scene.

Someone screamed loudly, and hastily sounded the signal flare that had been prepared early in the morning.

The meaning is very simple, although the game is important, the more important thing is your own life
They are pharmacists, not monks.There is no need to sacrifice your life for the sake of fame.

With the first one, the rest of the people also sounded the signal flares one after another

One after another black shadows flashed past, as if they had been prepared long ago.

There are three types of monks in Huaishu Academy, sword monks, spiritual monks, and assassin monks.

For the sake of this, each of the 24 people who came out to practice had an assassin next to them, and it wasn't that they came out to save lives at a critical moment.

they're not that important
Life and death are fate, it is normal to go out to practice and die outside. If you want to blame, you can only blame you for not being good at learning and not being able to blame others.

Their duty is only to save the students when they sound the flare.

It didn't take a while, and basically went clean.

Among this group of people, no one sounded the signal flare, and in the end only He Yunqing was left alone.

He Yunqing was a little confused. Although he didn't want to lower his self-worth when dealing with them, to be honest, he didn't need to be the boss at all. Even these third-level nine-tailed scorpions, if they all tried their best, they would be almost defeated. All died.

An Ran looks at the blackness that is getting closer and closer in the distance,
Subconsciously wiped the cold sweat that was about to slip off his forehead,

In fact, she really wanted to sound the signal flare as soon as possible and get out of this wretched place as soon as possible.

An Ran has no hero complex.

The sky, the earth, and the living are the biggest.

only,,,,,

The hand holding the signal flare was tight and tight, An Ran looked down

ruby necklace on wrist

An Ran couldn't help twisting her face and cursed in a low voice.

"Damn Qin Tianyu, I really owe you"

After all, throw the flare into the space

He stared at the dust that was getting closer and closer as if he was dead.

He Wenxi, who was on the side, also looked very anxiously,
"Yang Anran! What are you doing! Come out!"

An Ran didn't dare to look at him, for fear that her legs would follow He Wenxi's direction

I closed my eyes and said loudly
"He Wenxi! You go first, and go round with Zhao Xiangyun. I still need to take something away"

Listening to An Ran's words, He Wenxi was so angry.

He Wenxi wished he could just break in and pull her out.

But in Dali, the two have known each other for four hours. Although they seem to get along well with Yang Anran, they are only friends at most. What qualifications do they have to meddle in other people's affairs? !
He Wenxi stood still and clenched her fists
Their mission has not been completed, and the overall situation must be put first
"Be careful"

He took a deep look in the direction of An Ran

Finally turned and left.

An Ran knew that because of Yi Luoxiang, the Nine-tailed Scorpion King was dispatched, and there was something she wanted to try to see if she could get it.

Xiang Yunqing's eyes could not stop fixing on An Ran's body, only to see An Ran's light blue dress being blown by the wind.

The uniformly distributed white robe has long been a heroic sacrifice.

His eyes exuded the aura of death, like a female warrior.

(End of this chapter)