Chapter 568

Liang Qu raised his eyebrows, grabbed the tie of the leather bag, and lifted it high.

"You don't want any of it?"

The Martial Artists shook their heads even more violently.

"Fine, if you don't want it... I do!"

Ignoring the surprise of the Martial Artists, the Fubo flipped, drew a semicircle horizontally, and the blade pointed at the only Wolf Smoke Martial Artist standing in the field.

"Hey, you over there!"

Xu Zishuai looked left and right.

"Don't look at others, it's you. Go, get their prey and bring it to me!"

Liang Qu sat on the horse's back, with the demeanor of sparing your life to keep you for work.

"..."

"Be honest, what are you moving for? Hands on your head, squat down! Where is the prey you hunted last night? Hand it all over!"

Xu Zishuai gave a small kick.

The Martial Artist who was moving small steps backward didn't dare to move again.

Facts proved.

Not everyone can join the fun. A group of Martial Artists squatted in rows, quite cooperative.

The Great Hunt doesn't allow killing, but breaking an arm or a leg is normal.

"Where is yours?"

"Afraid of being snatched, didn't carry it on me."

"Where did you hide it?"

"That small forest over there."

Xu Zishuai escorted the Martial Artist to the nearby bushes, and when he came back, he was carrying two spirit birds.

One after another.

Bundled spirit birds and spirit deer piled up.

Seeing that the situation around was stable, the Martial Artist in the outpost climbed down from the wooden house and checked one by one whether the Wolf Smoke Martial Artists who had fallen to the ground were dead.

A total of eighteen Wolf Smoke Martial Artists. Except for the arrowheads, the arrows were almost completely shattered, turning into scattered wood chips. The degree of injury was limited; most people were knocked unconscious and fell into a peaceful sleep.

Looking at each other, their eyes were full of shock.

If they were armor-piercing arrowheads, these people wouldn't have been able to fly out at all; they would have been pierced through the skull on the spot!

Amazing combat power!

"Drag the people together, don't let the wild beasts gnaw on them. I'm going to report."

"Good!"

One of the outpost Martial Artists separated and ran to a certain place in Chishan Ridge to report the details of the battle.

Sensation.

Just fermented.

A short while later.

Liang Qu counted the numbers and frowned slightly.

Less than imagined.

The Wolf Smoke Martial Artists who made a move each had two or three, and when it came to the Galloping Horse Martial Artists who were watching, the quantity plummeted.

A small half had one, a very few had two, and most people didn't have any, and more than half of the prey obtained were dead!

Liang Qu flipped through the dead birds: "Are you sure no one is hiding anything?"

"They are all Galloping Horse Martial Artists, half-baked hunters. It's not bad that they could catch this many!" Xu Zishuai saw Liang Qu's dissatisfaction, "Do you think everyone is like you?"

Liang Qu reacted.

He is not a professional hunter, but by relying on the "Ear Consciousness Art," it is easier to detect the traces left by the prey.

Don't worry about the quantity.

"I'm not asking you, what's your situation?"

"Someone called me, so I came." Xu Zishuai spread his hands, "I heard someone caught eighty treasure fish, and I felt it was you. I even helped solve two!"

"How so?"

"Originally, the leader of my wave felt that six people weren't safe and wanted to call two more to make eight, but I persuaded them. Didn't I solve two for you?"

"Makes sense..."

"We're brothers, no need to be grateful."

Xu Zishuai originally wanted to pat Liang Qu on the shoulder, but suddenly realized that others were watching, so the extended hand turned a circle and scratched his neck.

Asked the outpost for two bags, packed the harvest by category, and Liang Qu ignored the remaining Martial Artists and rode away.

Halfway there.

Chishan stopped.

The hearts of the Martial Artists that had been hanging were raised again.

Riding the horse backward.

Liang Qu grabbed two dead deer from the leather bag and threw them to Xu Zishuai.

"Good job!"

After speaking.

Disappeared into the forest.

Countless gazes fell on Xu Zishuai.

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On the summit of Yulan Peak.

The discussion turned into a clamor.

"Sister Eying, come quickly!"

"Don't look anymore!"

Long Yao and Long Li each pulled Long Eying's hand out of the crowd.

Long Eying didn't resist and let the two pull her.

"Why are you two running so fast? Be careful not to bump into people."

"There are so many people ordering, if we're late, we won't be able to buy them!"

"What are you buying?"

"You'll know when you see."

The dragon girls bypassed several tents.

Under the sunshade cloth, heads were moving, and all kinds of pigments were spread.

The painters held wolf-hair brushes, copying paintings, with a bucket of miscellaneous "clear water" at everyone's feet.

On the huge painting in the middle of the shed, Liang Qu was riding a horse and bending his bow, the cold light of the sharp arrow pointing directly outside the painting, revealing three parts of biting cold.

"Small paintings, medium paintings, large paintings—three types! Six taels, sixteen taels, fifty taels! Don't miss out!"

The servant shouted.

Exciting hunting naturally needs to be recorded, created by first-class painters, copied by second-class painters, and sold.

According to past experience, the more handsome and heroic the young master, the better the paintings sell.

Liang Qu was handsome and dignified, undoubtedly on the list, and as the first exciting painting of this year's hunt, it was quite attentive.

Long Eying moved to browse.

The small painting was extremely small, a square canvas half a foot long and wide. The content was only a half-length ink portrait of Liang Qu bending his bow and shooting an arrow. A few strokes captured the spirit, and it was not colored.

The medium painting had richer content, two feet long and one foot wide. The overall picture was still Liang Qu bending his bow and shooting an arrow, with maple forests and attacking figures in the four corners of the picture, and a sense of killing permeated.

The large painting was completely different, four feet two inches long and two feet three inches wide. The content was rich, with characters and backgrounds, and a few heavy colors were added.

Orange-yellow forest, crimson steed, flowing shadows, golden sun.

The heroic spirit leaped off the paper.

"Which one do you want?"

"Large painting! One set for each."

"Right!"

"So you called me here just to pay the bill?"

"Sister Eying~"

Long Eying found it funny.

The Dragon people mostly bartered, and there wasn't much silver accumulated within the clan.

Long Yao and Long Li weren't poor, but they had no silver in their hands, relying entirely on the small monthly allowance of tens of taels. Previously, they had bet on the Elder's top place, so how could they have spare money to buy paintings?

"If you lose the bet and can't pay it back, you'll have to be a cow or a horse~"

"Ding ding ding! We'll go buy two sets of reins immediately. If the lord loses, Sister Eying can put them on our necks!"

"Here."

"One hundred and fifty?"

"Isn't it one painting for each person?"

Outside Chishan Ridge.

Slap!

The gavel hit the table.

"Heaven sends out murderous intent, moving stars and changing constellations; Earth sends out murderous intent, dragons and snakes rise to the land; Man sends out murderous intent, heaven and earth are overturned. In an instant, from all directions, from heaven to earth, there is danger everywhere!"

"At this critical moment, three thunderclaps were heard! Birds and beasts were startled, sharp arrows shot out together, the shadows covering the sky dissipated, and all the conspirators flew backward! The universe was empty! He didn't even touch a single hair of the 'Dragon Crossing the River'!"

"Hey! Guess what? The long dragon shook its spirit, rolling through the maple forest, just like a gale passing through, blowing the eight wildernesses clean. Those eighteen people who were ambushing turned directly into drifting fallen leaves..."

The storyteller with a unique style had a tongue like a lotus flower, with ups and downs.

The farmers in the slack season listened with great interest.

Several rich young masters were amazed.

Eighteen Wolf Smokes were actually knocked down by one person in the blink of an eye.

Who could have expected it?

"There was such a grand battle on the first day, it's a pity not to see it with my own eyes."

"Brother Zhang, don't be anxious. According to past years' practice, starting tonight, the intensity will increase. It might be even livelier."

"Where are we going to watch? Fifty taels of silver a day on Yulan Peak, isn't it too expensive? My dad only gave me one hundred taels, thinking about buying something else."

"The Pomegranate Ridge and Baihui Peak nearby don't have as good a view as Yulan Peak, but they are much cheaper, only thirty taels a day. Shall we go there?"

"Good good good, let's go together! Let's see if this 'Dragon Crossing the River' is really as powerful as they say!"