Quick Wear: We are not a strategy system

Before Jiang Yuan took two steps, he was covered by a black shadow again. It was a group of terrifying dragon birds.

Its wingspan is a hundred meters long, its beak can swallow a person, and its back is covered with dark blue scales.

Not only does it look unusual, but the place where it appears is also unusual.

The pterosaurs awaken when the secret realm is open. During this period, food is abundant, and they will choose to forage in large quantities during this period. This is the rule that the pterosaurs have learned and adapted to in the secret realm.

This time, when the pterosaurs were preparing to hunt, they found that they had lost their attack magic. They roared and exhaled, but not even the slightest magical fluctuation was produced.

Then the pterosaurs rioted. They rushed around the area restlessly, making strange noises of anxiety.

When they saw people below, they changed their target and swooped down at high speed.

"Run!"

"These pterosaurs have no more mana!"

"What's the use? The size difference is still there!"

Then there was no sound, only the sound of air currents as the pterosaur dived again and again.

A man in the crowd stepped forward and blocked the pterosaur's attack for everyone. Upon closer inspection, the clothes he was wearing looked somewhat familiar.

Isn’t this the unified uniform for disciples of their Yushan Sect?

Jiang Yuan was not calm anymore. He was just going to chop her without any mana? Let her see which little bastard was so fierce? Was he going to be the savior?

She immediately drew her sword and joined the battle. Since neither human nor pterosaur had magic, it was not certain who would have the upper hand.

Pterosaurs are large and have difficulty moving, making them unsuitable for ground combat, so Jiang Yuan's target is only their wings.

If you observe carefully or are a serious disciple of a sect, you will definitely notice that the pterosaur's lower limbs are very underdeveloped. Under the strong wings are thin arms that do not match them.

It was obvious that this disciple was only talented in combat, but did not understand the pterosaur's weaknesses.

His sword slashed at the pterosaur's wings, but was shaken away by the hard scales. The pterosaur seized this flaw and scratched at his heart.

Jiang Yuan rushed over with a sword and rescued the reckless disciple, leaving the pterosaur's feet on the ground.

As soon as she was taken away from the danger zone, the person in her arms pushed her away.

Well, now you can tell who the other person is without looking at their face.

Mu Jiming also felt that his behavior was quite rude, and he apologized to her politely: "Sorry, I didn't mean it."

"I see, you're just allergic to me."

Just as she was about to turn around and continue the fight, Mu Jiming pulled her sleeve back, and she almost bent over due to her good flexibility.

A pterosaur was whizzing past her almost close to her. If she bent a little less, there would be a hole on her head.

She subconsciously patted her chest and said, "Now we are even."

Mu Jiming seemed to smile: "There is no such thing as being even. You are an elder and you need to take care of the safety of your disciples."

Jiang Yuan shook the sword in his hand: "You can't hide, the pterosaur is also full of treasures, let's see who will be the prey."

She cooperated very well with Mu Jiming. Their swords never missed their targets and soon the number of pterosaurs was reduced by nearly half.

It would be more accurate to say that they had a tacit understanding rather than that Mu Jiming knew her moves very well and could provide perfect assistance without her cooperation.

As the number of pterosaur corpses on the ground increased, more and more people joined the battle, and the hunting parties completely reversed.

Jiang Yuan did not want to fight any longer. He collected his spoils and left quietly.

This bloody smell will definitely attract more monsters, so we shouldn't stay here for long.

Without magic, both of them had consumed a lot of their energy, so they found a cave to rest for a while.

When Jiang Yuan encountered a puddle along the way, she cleaned the blood on her body. At this moment, she lit a bonfire and took off her outer robe to warm herself.

Mu Jiming dodged the realization uncomfortably and went to the cave entrance to keep watch silently.

Jiang Yuan looked at his back thoughtfully: He hated me to the core and felt physically sick when I was in contact with him, but now he was blushing and acting so innocent and naive... I really can't understand men.

There is no need to understand.

The bonfire burned brightly, making slight crackling sounds.

Jiang Yuan didn't feel any warmth at all, but shivered instead.

Strange, has the temperature dropped?

The black mist gradually gathered in the dark cave, forming a hideous shadow behind her.

When she realized something was wrong, she gave him a vicious elbow from behind.

However, her attack missed and she was instead pinned against the wall by the neck.

A teardrop mole was faintly visible in the black fog.

A familiar voice sounded beside my ears: "Master, I didn't expect you to find a new person so quickly. I, your disciple, cannot rest in peace."

He was obviously very far away from her, but his voice seemed to penetrate into her ears. The feeling of suffocation made her want to grab something, but the "person" in front of her was just a ball of black mist that she could not touch.

Jiang Yuan: Why can he pinch me but I can't touch him? It's not fair!