Lord of the Star Ocean

A long river rushes from west to east, roaring and making a bend in the valley. The rushing water hits the blue-black rock wall, creating thousands of white droplets, which are then blown away by the strong mountain wind.

On the other side of the river, due to years of scouring by the river, the old forest trees were washed away, and an open river beach was created, which was full of rubble, dead wood and other sundries washed down from the upstream.

The eleven members of the hunting party stood on the top of the hill, overlooking the deep and long valley.

Zhang Shixiong pointed to the river beach below and said in a deep voice: "Last time, Xiaoliu found a group of one-horned gazelles here. If we are lucky, we should be able to meet them in half an hour at most. As long as we can kill two or three, we will make a lot of money this time!"

Xiao Liu is the youngest hunter in the hunting team. He is just nineteen years old this year, not much older than Nie Feng, but he has been in the hunting team for four years.

Although he is thin and small, his skills are very agile. His ability to climb mountains and mountains is comparable to that of an ape, and he is good at using darts and crossbow arrows. He plays the role of a scout in the army in the hunting team.

Finding suitable prey is exactly Xiao Liu's specialty, so his status in the hunting team is higher than that of Lao Chen who took care of Nie Feng along the way, and he has won Zhang Shixiong's trust.

Hearing Zhang Shixiong's words, the hunters all showed excitement.

The one-horned gazelle is a low-level desolate beast. It likes to eat young grass and moss. They live in groups. There are at least dozens of them in a group, and they are one of the best prey for ordinary hunting teams.

Savage beasts are full of treasures, even the lowest-grade one-horned gazelle is no exception. An adult one-horned gazelle weighs two hundred catties, and can at least cut hundreds of catties of mutton. The sheep's skin, horns, hoofs and even sheep bones can be sold for money, not to mention the precious energy core.

This time I went hunting, as long as I could kill two one-horned gazelles, the money I earned would be very good.

As for Nie Feng, he is definitely not eligible to share the spoils.

But first of all, this group of yellow sheep will appear on time.

Most desolate beasts have fixed areas and places for foraging and drinking, and herds of beasts usually appear in the same place at the same time, unless there are some unexpected factors that disrupt their habits.

So for hunters, luck is very important.

"There's still time..."

Zhang Shixiong waved his hands and said, "Everyone, take a break first and eat some dry food."

So the hunters sat down in the forest to rest and eat.

After driving for half a day, everyone was very tired, and now it was a good time to recover the lost physical strength, and only after eating and drinking enough would they have the strength to deal with the one-horned gazelle.

Nie Feng also found an exposed rock and sat down, and took out two bamboo tubes from his luggage.

One bamboo tube was filled with clean water, while the other bamboo tube was stuffed with four rice balls wrapped in bamboo leaves, one of which was the size of an adult's fist.

The hunting team ate this meal outside. Ye Qingniang prepared Nie Feng's lunch early in the morning. These rice balls were made of white rice mixed with diced radish, wild vegetables and bacon, and they were still warm.

Several hunters noticed Nie Feng's rice balls, and they couldn't help swallowing.

Compared with the simple dry food in their hands, the fragrant rice balls are undoubtedly very attractive!

When Nie Feng saw that Uncle Chen brought out a hard pancake for lunch, he handed over two rice balls without hesitation: "Uncle Chen, eat mine."

Uncle Chen was very surprised, and quickly refused: "No need, I'll just eat pancakes."

Nie Feng laughed and said, "One pancake is not enough to eat, my sister-in-law prepared four rice balls for me, just take them!"

Looking at the rice ball Nie Feng handed over, Uncle Chen was moved and emotional.

He has a good friendship with Nie Dacheng, Nie Erwa's eldest brother, and he sympathizes with Nie Dacheng's widow who has worked so hard to raise the two children, and has to worry about this incompetent brother-in-law, so he puts down his old face and recommends Nie Feng to join the hunting team.

Along the way, Uncle Chen was always on tenterhooks, fearing that something would happen to Nie Feng that would make it hard for him to be a man, but he didn't expect that Nie Feng's performance was very good, he didn't have the slightest bit of usual foolishness, as if he was a different person.

Now Nie Feng took the initiative to send rice balls again, showing respect to him, which made him sigh.

The second son of the Nie family has really grown up and sensible!

"Since Lao Chen doesn't want it, give it to me!"

Just when Uncle Chen was stunned by Nie Feng's actions, another hunter sitting next to him finally couldn't help it anymore, and after saying something in a rough voice, he reached out and grabbed the rice ball in Nie Feng's hand.

He is already hungry!

But the catch came to nothing.

Nie Feng retracted his hand in an instant, and looked at the other party coldly.

This hunter was stout and burly, with a long old scar on his left cheek, and his appearance was quite ferocious. He looked like the kind of person who was usually fierce and used to it.

Seeing Nie Feng being so ignorant, the scar-faced hunter who felt his face was hurt was immediately angry. He squinted his eyes and growled: "Little bastard, I eat your rice balls to save face for you, don't make trouble for yourself, give it to me!"

While speaking, he stretched out his hand to grab Nie Feng again, using four to five minutes of strength.

Uncle Chen was taken aback immediately, and quickly dissuaded him, "Don't..."

But the other hunters sitting around were just watching, some even gloated, they didn't have a good impression of Nie Feng, they were very uncomfortable with Nie Feng joining the hunting team, and they were happy to watch Nie Feng's good show.

Captain Zhang Shixiong also didn't stop him. In his opinion, it's not a bad thing for Nie Feng to suffer a little. At least he can let Nie Feng know that the hunting team is not so easy to mess with. Get out and go home as soon as possible to save him trouble.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that facing the inevitable claw of the scar-faced hunter, Nie Feng sat still, with a sneer of disdain in his eyes.

In the eyes of others, he seemed to have been frightened into a fool, but the next moment, the wrist of the Scarface Hunter was grabbed by Nie Feng in the air like lightning!

No one saw clearly how Nie Feng made the move. He was taken aback by the scarred hunter who was grabbing his wrist, and instinctively tried to break free. As a result, his hand seemed to be clamped by iron clamps, and he couldn't even struggle under the force.

Not only that, a burst of intense pain came from his wrist, making Scarfaced Hunter's face flush instantly.

"Let... let go!"

He roared in shame and annoyance: "I, I'm so impolite!"

Such a scene not only stunned the members of the hunting team including Uncle Chen, but even Zhang Shixiong's expression changed.

In this hunting team, Scarface Hunter is very strong, especially his strength is only lost to Zhang Shixiong, and his temperament is very brave and aggressive. Usually, there are no hooligans in Nanyuan City who dare to provoke him.

Who would have thought that he would be restrained by Nie Feng, and he would speak harsh words in a harsh manner.

Ignoring the strange gazes from the people around him, Nie Feng said calmly: "I don't steal other people's things, but my things are not something others can grab. Whom I am willing to give to is my business, and it has nothing to do with others."

After finishing speaking, Nie Feng let go of his hand.

If it wasn't for his lack of understanding of the situation around Nanyuan City, and because he was afraid of Ye Qingniang's worries, Nie Feng wouldn't need to join this hunting team at all, he is fully capable of hunting alone.

It was precisely because of this that Nie Feng didn't need to look at anyone's face. Uncle Chen took care of him, and he was grateful and willing to reciprocate. What kind of thing is this guy in front of him?

Along the way, Nie Feng had a basic understanding of this hunting team. If he really turned his back on him, it would be no problem for him to completely wipe out his opponents. Why should he swallow his anger?

So if the other party dared to stretch out his hand, he dared to cut it off!

Scarface Hunter's face turned purple, he let out a low growl, and suddenly stood up!

It's not a big deal if you suffer a little, but it's a big deal if you lose face. If you don't give Nie Feng a little color, then how can he hold his head up in front of his companions in the future? It's a joke to say it.

"enough!"

Zhang Shixiong yelled: "We are here to hunt, not to fight, this matter ends here!"

As the leader of the hunting team, Zhang Shixiong undoubtedly had a high prestige in the team. The scar-faced hunter glared at Nie Feng for a moment, then sat down again.

The tense atmosphere just now dissipated a lot.

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