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Chapter 123 Riding
woo woo woo———

The melody of the reply flute swayed, stirring the soul of Qi Xing Hunter into turmoil.

Qi Xing's body's recovery speed immediately accelerated, and in an instant, he regained a certain degree of mobility.

However, the ghost frog's giant claws pressed down, and Qi Xing had no room to dodge.

He could only raise the big sword and make a blocking posture again.

Even if he and Eric knew it, it was useless.

They could only watch helplessly as the giant claws pressed lower and lower.

ended?
At this moment, a figure suddenly jumped out from the rock wall above Qi Xing's head under the cover of night.

The figure held a big sword and slashed it towards the ghost frog's back.

With a bang, the big sword slashed on the hard carapace of the ghost frog.

It didn't break the defense, but left a scar on the carapace.

But the point is not the scars.

The timing of the figure's attack from the side was too good.

Due to the narrow mountain road, the ghost frog did not align itself with the star, but stepped on it sideways with its left paw. Naturally, its body lost a certain amount of balance.

And that figure seized the opportunity.

The purpose of this sword is not to injure the ghost frog at all, but to destroy its balance.

"Roar!!"

Startled by the sudden attack, the ghost frog subconsciously retracted its left front paw and took a step back.

The figure withdrew the sword and climbed onto the back of the ghost frog.

"You guys run!"

A familiar voice came.

Qi Xing raised his head and recognized the identity of the figure on the ghost frog's back.

It was Roger!
"Run! I can't last long!"

Roger's panicked voice came, obviously the sudden appearance of the savior was not completely sure to control his current situation.

"Roar!!!!!!"

The ghost frog realized that there was a person sitting on its back, and immediately became angry and let out a burst of roaring.

Afterwards, he no longer paid attention to Qi Xing, but concentrated on jumping up violently, wanting to throw off the hunter on him.

Fortunately, Qi Xing got away from the rock wall in time when the ghost frog jumped.

If he is involved, his life, which was saved with great difficulty, may be lost at the feet of the ghost frog again.

"Roar!!"

"Roar!!!!"

The ghost frog kept struggling.

But Roger on his back firmly grasped the edges and corners of the ghost frog's back carapace, gritted his teeth and stuck to it, insisting not to be thrown away.

"Why did he come back?"

Eric wondered subconsciously.

Qi Xing cast gratitude towards the hunter on the ghost frog:

"I'm afraid he didn't leave in the first place."

Qi Xing didn't have time to think about why Luo Jie was thinking about not leaving.But he did survive because of the other party.

This is life saving grace.

Qi Xing didn't listen to Luo Jie's words, and took advantage of this opportunity to escape.

Although Roger climbed onto the back of the ghost frog, his expression was flustered and his face turned pale. It was obvious that he had never had experience climbing a monster before.

The ghost frog continued to shake wildly, and within ten seconds, Roger would definitely be thrown away.

At that time, when the ghost frog exploded in anger, Roger would never escape.

Qi Xing was unwilling to let this happen.

Anyway, life is picked.

He bit open the cap of a bottle of medicine, opened his mouth and drank all the liquid inside.

After casually smashing open the medicine bottle, Qi Xing wiped the remnant at the corner of his mouth: "Eric! Adapt to the situation."

"Eh?"

Eric didn't even have time to ask how to adapt to the situation. Qi Xing jumped up and ran towards the ghost frog.

"Why did he suddenly recover from his injuries?"

Erik glanced at the broken bottle on the floor.

"A smell of wine!"

Eric looked at Qi Xing in shock.

Does your partner like to drink while hunting?

Qi Xing who ran out felt that the pain in his body was recovering at an unimaginable speed.

It is indeed the secret medicine that Yoyo shot, and it is full of efficacy.

It's just that alcohol is more like a side effect to me, and it may take time to get used to it.

Of course, just at this moment, getting drunk actually suppressed Qi Xing's fear of monsters.

The ghost frog that left him the shadow of death before was just a small mound of dirt at the moment.

Qi Xing only needs to use the rock wall next to him to jump to the top.

simple!
Qi Xing, who was slightly drunk, narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to stay calm and not make mistakes in his movements.

He climbed the rock face.

With a kick on the rock wall, he jumped towards the ghost frog.

At this time, the ghost frog was panting with its head on its stomach. It was obvious that the previous crazy jumping made it feel a little strenuous.

And Roger was lying on the ghost frog, trembling.

Judging by his expression, I'm afraid that when the ghost frog regains its strength, a random jump will shake him away.

Qi Xing slowly landed above Roger's position, grabbed the corners of the ghost frog's carapace, and stuck to it.

Realizing that there was one more person in front of him, Roger raised his head in surprise:

"why you?"

"Why can't it be me?"

"Why don't you run?"

"Why don't you run?"

The two quickly exchanged a few questions, but no one answered the other.

Maybe it was because Yoyo's secret medicine was full of stamina, and it was stimulated by the heat flow of the armor's strange bird soul. At this time, Qi Xing seemed to be in a slightly excited state.

He laughed loudly: "Go down and let me come."

a whistle.

Qi Xing stretched out his hand, and lifted up Luo Jie who had no strength left.

Seeing that Eric was running this way, he threw Roger out without thinking much.

"then!"

Roger flew around in the air and fell in front of Eric.

Eric didn't pick it up.

The hunter couldn't fall to his death.

Dislike it.

The moment Qi Xing had just thrown Roger, the ghost frog under him realized that there had been a sudden replacement on his back.

The ghost frog felt that he was being used as a toy by the hunter.

One person climbed up, and after half a day, another person changed.

He's a scary monster, not a merry-go-round!
The anger that had been suppressed due to fatigue was suddenly brought up again.

"Roar--------"

There was a huge roar.

Qi Xing, who was behind Ghost Frog, frowned slightly, leaned his head on his shoulder, blocked one ear, and blocked the other side with his other hand, so as not to be thrown off.

Just as the ghost frog's roar gradually subsided, Qi Xing punched the carapace under him hard.

"Howling! Be quiet."

Ghost Frog: .
boom!
The ghost frog took off violently and kept jumping back and forth in place, expressing Qi Xing's resistance with practical actions.

However, Qi Xing clung to its back tightly, not being thrown off.

Qi Xing even felt annoyed by the jumping of the ghost frog.

It was hard to say whether it was the effect of the strange bird's soul, or the effect of alcohol, or maybe it was Qi Xing's short-lived excitement after his escape from death, or all three.

Qi Xing was not afraid of monsters at this moment.

Only dissatisfaction.

What are you jumping around?Can't you just be quiet?
The ghost frog jumped for a long time, but it still couldn't shake off Qi Xing, but it couldn't support itself, so it stopped to pant slightly.

Qi Xing did not take the opportunity to rest, but instead pulled out the skinning knife from his waist.

The backhand pierced into the carapace of the ghost frog.

Swish!
The skinning knife went deep into the carapace, immediately piercing a deep mark.

However, the carapace of the ghost frog is thick and hard, and it is impossible to penetrate the flesh with the deep puncture of the skinning knife.

Qi Xing couldn't draw out his big sword to stab again.

It seems that there is no way to cause too much damage to the ghost frog?

In the excitement, Qi Xing didn't think too much, pulled out the skinning knife and stabbed it again.

Since you can't see the meat, dig out the carapace!

Swish!
The skinning knife enters the armor.

Qi Xing pulled out again, and stabbed again.

brush!brush!brush!
One knife after another fell, like a machine, Qi Xing's expression was mixed with two different expressions of coldness and excitement.

The ghost frog also seemed to be aware of something terrible happening on its back.

It felt a chill coming from its back and suddenly panicked.

The ghost frog jumped wildly again.

At the same time, it roared in an attempt to intimidate the hunters behind it.

However, Qi Xing didn't care at all, the ghost frog would stop stabbing when he jumped up or roared angrily.

Ghost frogs are always tired.

As soon as it stops beating, Qi Xing will start stabbing again.

Then the ghost frog will feel the danger again, and it will be exhausted, so it has to keep jumping.

Qi Xing would stop again, clutching the ghost frog tightly.

Actually, Qi Xing himself would be tired too.

But he gritted his teeth and held back.

Qi Xing is usually easy-going, even when facing monsters, he usually remains calm.Only in this kind of competition, he will be inexplicably superior, and he is willing to continue to die.

He was betting that the ghost frog couldn't hold on before himself.

Or, the ghost frog's carapace couldn't hold up first.

Brush brush!
The carapace on the ghost frog's back was slowly pierced with countless knife marks.

The carapace here has been scarred.

Qi Xing raised the skinning knife again, and stabbed hard.

Swish!
(End of this chapter)