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Chapter 153 Fighting the Flying Dragon

The three puppies are playing rather than eating. When they were tearing Shabanji, they barked loudly, tearing their mouths full of fur, cute and cute.

Lu Lu had no choice but to step forward to help, so he simply peeled off the skin of the Shaban chickens, picked out as much lead sand as possible that had been injected into the Shaban chickens, and then threw them to them.

Chicken sand for hunting birds covers the largest area and is easy to hit. However, a lot of lead sand is embedded in the body of the birds that are often hit, which makes it difficult and uncomfortable to eat.

Lu Lu was glad that he didn't buy much, and he was better at shooting with a slingshot, so he didn't have to worry about this problem.

For Yuan Baoniang, three sand and a half chickens are no different from dim sum.

Lu Lu didn't want them to eat too much, just a little bit to satisfy their cravings, and they had to continue wandering in the mountains to look for flying dragons, so they couldn't affect their mobility.

After wandering around the mountain for another hour or so, Lu Lu, who had been listening carefully to all kinds of sounds around him, finally heard the chirping sound coming from the depths of the birch forest.

All of a sudden, he recognized that it was the flying dragon that he had searched in many places in the mountains but still disappeared.

In this regard, Yuan Bao can't provide him with support.
Lu Lu couldn't help but feel ecstatic.

Facing the flying dragons that are difficult to find, I thought I just hit one with my slingshot, and the rest were scared away by Yuan Baoniang's seven rushing out, which would be troublesome.

That projectile hit unexpectedly accurately, and the flying dragon was hit directly to the ground, flapping its wings, unable to stand up again.

When the sound became muddy, I took out the ropes from the hunting bag, tied them, and tied all seven Yuan Baoniangs under the birch tree.

Lin Jie, who was tense, rebounded and shot the projectile at this one.

At that time, I had to use the method Zhao Tuanqing taught me badly to taste the long-lost taste brought by Feilong.
Gongpi never imagined that the flying dragon that was alarmed by the branch chose to stay on the branch instead of flying away.

Gongpi held his breath, and in order to prevent the one that was farther away from running out of his control, Gongpi chose to attack the one that was farther away first.

As for the eighth one, the possibility is not so great. If it is disturbed, it may fly away directly if it stays at a low place, so there is only [-]% certainty. If it flies far away, it is bad to find it. It also has to be finished.

Gongpi was overjoyed.

Well, as long as you hit those two, it counts as this.

There were no twigs to stop him. In order to make himself less sure, Gongpi hit the seventh dragon's wings that time.

In my opinion, no one knows how to eat flying dragons better than Oroqen people.

Snapped……

While chasing, Gongpi put the projectile into the bullet pocket. Before getting closer, he stood still and pulled Lu Lu away. The eighth projectile shot out. That time, I hit my head.

Flying dragons can fly. Although they are very good at flying, there is still a problem with flying two 800 meters.

I held the slingshot tightly in my hand, and the projectiles hadn't been put into the projectile bag to prepare for damage. I still grabbed eight or seven projectiles in my hand, and then I carefully observed the surroundings.

I resolutely loaded the projectile outside the slingshot pocket and shot it out again.

I saw that the flying dragon was still clinging to the tree trunk, moving constantly.

It is like sand chickens gathering in a flock to search for food or basking in the sun. Although flying dragons also move in large flocks, they will move closer together, so the calls they make from time to time are connected with each other.

Gongpi turned his head and looked at the flying dragon under the birch tree, and I immediately laughed.

This means that before sending Zhang Shaofeng two, he can have a bad taste of flying dragons.

Not one of them was foraging in the ground, and none of them was pecking at the buds on the branches of birch trees.

The bow skin moved quickly, choosing a suitable shooting position.

It was like delivering food.

As for the first one that Lin Jie shot with the slingshot, I saw it all. It was due to my confidence in my slingshot skills. I was not completely sure of hitting it. Now the focus is on the seventh flying dragon.

They can only be wronged temporarily.

Steady, however, means more difficult to target.

Before that thing became a protected animal and was prohibited from being purchased, Gongpi had tasted it again, and it felt like it hadn't been a long time since eating it.

When the bow skin projectile was shot out, I hadn't chased after it.

The flying dragon with injured wings struggled to get up, and it really threw off its feet and ran screaming.

No matter how you think about it, there is no [-]% certainty that Gongpi can hit two, and as for the eighth one, at most it is not [-]% sure.

The target was naturally placed under the two flying dragons searching for food in the ground. As for the one on the branch, it was not covered by branches and leaves, so it was a bad hit.

They are generally considered to be walking birds, and more often like to swim on the ground to search for food, that is, in winter, they spend a longer time on the branches, but even so, they still spend the night outside the snow nest in the ground at night .

Following the sound, Gongpi approached quietly.

All eight flying dragons were hit, and it was more complicated than expected.

He even began to think that when he had to go into the deep mountains to find Feilong, he just ran into it.

It's because when many birds are running, none of them have the same characteristics as chickens. It's not that the head is held low and shakes a lot, which shows the stability of its head, and the flying dragon is not one of them.

Seeing Gongpi leaving them aside and groping towards him, not to mention the eight grunting puppies, even Yuan Bao ran around the birch tree in a panic, pulling the rope, looking at Gongpi eagerly, whining shouted.

When I was young, Gongpi felt the distance of the forest where the flying dragon was screaming, and I walked more cautiously.

Is it...

Startled by the sudden abnormal noise, the flying dragon that was close to the bow skin underground ran in a panic as I expected, flapped its wings, flew up, and landed on the lower birch branches seven meters away.

You Fei Shaoxiao worked hard to find the figures of the eight flying dragons.

Before the first projectile was fired, I rubbed my thumbs against my palm, brought out a projectile I was grasping, squeezed it into the projectile pocket, and slowly tightened Lulu.

I ran two steps towards this flying dragon in a low mood, and suddenly stopped.

The bow skin moved very slowly, pinching the bullet pocket and releasing the tightened Lu Lu, the seventh bullet had already been shot out.

The flying dragons that were attached to the tree trunk screamed and fell from the tree.

Yuan Bao is very quiet, but when he hears the sound of bow skin guns and slingshots, he will immediately rush towards the prey. The eight puppies have also learned that, and they are more secure.

Become!

Flying dragons usually move in groups of three or five.

The reason why Gongpi feels that he is not [-]% sure that he can hit two is because the characteristic of the flying dragon when it takes off is that it will run underground for a while before taking off, and then fly eight or seven meters before it will land under the branch. If you escape slowly, there is no possibility of hitting the seventh and eighth with a slingshot.

That's a bad advantage, but it depends on how you use it.

Of course, they didn't run and take off directly, but they all flew far.

As long as it hits, with the power of the slingshot I have in hand, this flying dragon will definitely fly up, and it can only run on the ground or drill into the grass and bushes.In this way, chasing it, the problem is also small.

That's right, it seems that I heard the sound of the flying dragon flying under the birch tree.

Although they are here, the distance between them is not too far. As long as there is no sound of hands, the other two will definitely be disturbed.

The projectile hit again by mistake, and the flying dragon's wings were injured. It fluttered its wings and wanted to fly, but it fell straight up.

　Thank you book friend Beidangyun for your reward!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)