I Am a Professional Hunter

"Damn!"

Qin Wen desperately maintained the balance between the helicopter and his body, and protected Chu Ziyun, who had not fully recovered from his injuries, under him.

"[Fight]! [Guard]!"

The dragon roar resounded in the sky, Qin Wen strengthened his body so that he could absorb more shocks!

He suddenly turned the whole helicopter upside down and put himself on the bottom as a meat pad.

He can stand the fall, but the average person in the cabin can't!

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. This is what he learned from Xiao Jiang and from many [Ling Shoumen].

"Should... be able to survive?"

Qin Wen gritted his teeth, and the huge dragon body was twisted around the body, wrapping it tightly and protecting it.

Even Chu Ziyun was wrapped in the soft dragon belly.

"Qin asked! Are you crazy?"

Chu Ziyun shouted, but the wind filled Qin Wen's ears at this time, and he couldn't hear any other sound at all.

Since the death of Xiao Jiang and Xiao Yu.

He... really changed.

"boom!"

The huge blue dragon wrapped the helicopter and fell, smashing heavily into the ancient jungle.

A terrifying explosion sounded, and despite the protection of Qin Wen's dragon body, the heavy helicopter was still not spared, and it completely exploded.

The fire blazed into the sky.

"Qin Wen!"

Chu Ziyun stayed in the soft dragon belly and did not suffer any harm, but she saw with her own eyes that the dragon claws that Qin Wen was holding on the helicopter were completely broken, twisted, and even fell off.

The huge and sturdy dragon body was bizarrely bent, the wreckage of the plane pierced the skin, scraped off large pieces of dragon scales, and the flesh was blurred.

The moment Qin Wen's body touched the ground, he was stimulated by the huge impact and injury and lost consciousness.

But in contrast, he suffered all the damage, and everyone else was unscathed!

The outer shell of the plane was completely shattered, but the meat cocoon in the cabin was not damaged.

The huge dragon body on the outside began to shrink rapidly, and finally changed back to Qin Wen's appearance.

He lay on the ground, his body was bloody, and all his limbs were broken.

Chu Ziyun's injury had completely recovered. At this time, he immediately took the [Rootless Spirit Spring] in his hand, rushed to Qin Wen's side, and poured it into his mouth.

"What are you doing so handsome! You are already handsome! Are you stupid?"

While scolding, she performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation for Qin Wen, and at the same time fed Lingquan, she would also use spiritual power to speed up the repair of Qin Wen's injury.

Fortunately, he was in a coma and looked life-threatening.

After Qin Wen coughed twice and his breathing returned to normal, Chu Ziyun breathed a sigh of relief.

It was only then that she realized that she was crying.

She helped Qin Wen to straighten his body and regulate his breathing.

And the other half, the huge meat cocoon that wrapped the cabin also began to twitch, and then cracked open.

"vomit..."

"vomit..."

"Um... ugh..."

"Wang... vomit..."

....

One figure after another walked out with their bodies bent, all bending over to vomit just after taking two steps.

Although it looked miserable, fortunately, there were no injuries, not even scratches, just violent shaking and vomiting.

Qin Wen's ghost controlled the body of the dumplings, fixed everyone in place, and protected them with a soft flesh wall.

This successfully saved everyone.

If there were no dumplings, everyone in the cabin would probably die.

Of course, except Mao Dalei.

"master?"

"Ahem... why does this guy make himself so miserable every time..."

"Brother Qin... why do you always fall into a coma..."

Several people suppressed the nausea and spit out the contents of their stomachs, and then they recovered.

They saw Qin Wen lying in Chu Ziyun's arms. At this time, he had almost recovered, but he hadn't woken up yet.

Mao Dalei came over worriedly, and Gu Ge also came over.

But Xio drank coffee on his own, and didn't look worried at all.

"Ahem...don't worry about him, he could survive without half of his body before. This kind of injury can't kill him."

Xio had seen Qin Wen's appearance when half of his body was bitten off by the [Ghost-faced Unicorn]. Such an injury was a common occurrence for Qin Wen, and Xio was not worried at all that he would not be able to wake up.

There are more things to pay attention to than worrying about him.

"Hey...thank you."

"Thank you."

With the help of Hugh, the two [Tomb Keeper] pilots climbed out of the cocoon.

When all the people in the meat cocoon walked out, the huge meat dumpling shook violently, and then quickly shrank back to the shape of a dumpling.

"Well..."

The Yin soul of Qin Wen in the dumplings was shaky, and the dumplings had also suffered a lot of shocks just now, and the Yin soul resisted them.

The ghost, which was already weaker than the body, was even weaker at this time, fell into a deep sleep, and the consciousness of the dumplings returned.

"Huh? What happened?"

Tang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then saw the injured Qin Wen, with a pale face, just about to run over, but found that his legs were weak and he fell forward.

"Yingying!"

Muye quickly stepped forward to support the dumplings and held them in his arms.

Tangyuan had just protected everyone, and was extremely tired at this time.

With tears in his eyes, he looked at Qin Wen, but was too tired to speak, and finally fell asleep in Mu Ye's arms.

"Ahem... Check it out, what caused the plane to get out of control, and hurry up and ask for help."

"good."

"clear."

Although Xio is not a [Tomb Keeper], for some reason, even the two pilots who are senior [Tomb Keeper] will willingly follow his advice.

Hugh is such a person that people instinctively feel that they can rely on and obey.

"how so..."

"Don't ask for help... Can't even do a restart? It's like a complete loss of power."

The two drivers went back and forth to check the equipment, but they couldn't find out what went wrong. What's more terrifying is that all the communication equipment became scrap metal.

It's not that it was disturbed, or that the hardware was damaged due to external shocks, but that it couldn't start at all.

[Electricity] This convenient source of energy seems to have disappeared in this place.

"Silver whistle, there's nothing we can do, blow the silver whistle."

"Ok..."

After trying all the methods, but to no avail, the two [Tomb Keepers] looked at each other, and then the older man took out his silver whistle and blew it fiercely.

His melody is high and low, urgent and slow, as if to convey some specific information.

But for a long time, his brows became tighter and tighter, and then he held the silver whistle again and blew it.

But this time, there was still no response.

"The situation is not right... Normally, the silver whistle would vibrate after a message was received, but nothing happens now..."

The older [Tomb Keeper] looked at the silver whistle in his hand with a complicated expression. Just as he was about to blow it again, he was stopped by Xio.

"Ahem... don't work hard, it seems that this place is far more simple than we think."

"Ahem... Moreover, it seems that it is not necessarily that Han Changgong did not ask for help, but that the cry for help was not conveyed. He probably also realized this, ahem... That's why he kept the silver whistle. as a clue."

Xio frowned and said lightly.

But at the same time, he was also worried.

"Since the call for help can't be conveyed... How did Leonard get the location information of Silver Whistle? Well... This point will be checked by the [Tomb Keeper], so it can't be faked..."