Lord of the Desert

Chapter 73 Blood Eating Ritual
"It is not difficult to solve the doubts of the master."

The narrow-eyed warrior smiled.

"As long as this matter is settled, the two of us will pay you in advance for this bottle of dragon blood essence and how to use it, how about it?"

The Juyi Hall suddenly fell into silence.

Seeing his unbelievable generosity, several Haifei masters were at a loss for a while.

"You don't have to hesitate, we have no other intentions."

The white-faced samurai held the glass bottle tightly, and his words revealed strong conceit.

"Since we can give this kind of reward, the two of us are naturally not afraid that your Excellencies will break the contract."

"The ugly words are up front. If we don't do anything with our things, the consequences will definitely be worse than getting into 'Fingers of Fire' and 'Swords Crying and Cranes'!"

He spoke lightly, but each word weighed a thousand catties, and each word touched the hearts of Wan Guangji and the others.

The business was concluded, and the two young warriors left overnight.

Wan Guangji held the blood bottle in his hand, his heart was unstoppable.

"The realm of sympathy between heaven and man has trapped me for more than three years."

"When our four brothers share this bottle of blood essence, not only will I be able to glimpse the innate realm, but you will also be able to go further."

He looked around the three of them, but his gaze was desolate.

"It's a pity that we have been operating the foundation for so many years, and we will lose it by then."

"Brother, what's the pity?"

He Liangjun, who was ranked second, laughed wantonly.

"When the eldest brother enters the innate realm, where can we not run rampant in the world?"

"There are only a few hundred minions, so what's the pity if you give up?"

Fang Tianzong echoed: "Second brother is right!"

"It's a pity that I couldn't fight that little boy Xingjun last time. This time I just happened to take his head."

"After completing this ticket and avenging the previous revenge, we will immediately take the money and fly away, let him be terrified, and then we will not even be able to catch up with him!"

The voice echoed in the stone room, quickly driving away Wan Guangji's emotion.

"You are right, but the brothers below have been with us for many years, and they must not lose their loyalty even if they want to break up."

He put away the blood and ordered.

"Fourth, you send someone to notify Old Wu, and ask him to take the brother who is in charge of Huashuang (disposal of stolen goods) to withdraw first."

"Second brother, you temporarily go to find some masters who have mastered the above, don't be stingy with money."

"As for the adjuvants needed to use blood essence, I will personally be responsible for searching for them!"

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The next day, in the morning.

The sun hung far in the sky, casting light.

The continuous snow ridge borrows the gold, and after the second wave, it appears brighter than the sky.

The hunting has begun.

On the mountainside, along the footlines left by the herd, dozens of knights were galloping among the bare trees.

Hong Fan was among them with a throwing spear on his back and a horizontal knife.

He kept nibbling the horse's belly to speed up Bentley, and avoided the slanting branches with a low body.

On both sides, young children from various families in Jinhai stretched out tens of meters apart, forming a sparse but impenetrable fence.

In the distance in front of the seine, a herd of hundreds of strong horned deer ran wildly in fright, and were driven to the predetermined killing field.

The hunter shouted, and the horseshoe thundered.

The half-foot-thick snow was pounded in a row, shattered and splashed into snow mist.

After a few minutes of running wildly, the deer drove across the ridge.

On the other side of the mountain, more than a dozen hunting teams composed of three or four people have been squatting here every [-] meters without making a sound.

Hearing the sound coming from afar, the people who had been waiting for a long time got up one after another, roaring loudly to encircle.

The snow and fog soared, covering the top of the mountain.

The two hunting teams joined forces, and the siege was quickly completed.

Seeing that there was no way to escape, the herd of beasts had no choice but to hold back their momentum and huddled together in place.

The horned deer in Liangzhou weigh four to five hundred catties when they are adults. Their head horns are as sharp as spears, and they are strong and violent. Even wolves dare not provoke them at will.

But at this time, they fell into the siege of human beings, but they only cared about crowding in the inner circle one by one, completely losing their former temper.

"Everyone prepare..."

Li Shenji, who was sitting high on the horse, raised his hunting knife and gave orders loudly.

"First kill!"

With an order, Hong Fan charged up the throwing spear with his hand, and then threw the wind and thunder.

It wasn't just him, at this moment, one person from every small hunting team made a move to kill.

For those who were hit by the flying spears, more than [-] horned deer screamed and fell down in one round.

"Second kill!"

"Third kill!"

Li Shenji drank twice again.

At the end of the three rounds, seventy to eighty adult horned deer had already fallen in the herd, and the blood that flowed out dyed the snow in a large swath of red.

"Retract the knife and clear the siege."

With the last order issued, the encirclement gave way.

Seeing that the way out was opened, the trembling deer herd didn't know why, and they still didn't dare to move.

After exchanging glances with Li Shenji, Hong Sheng rode out, waved his hand and blasted a Fire Cloud Palm into the open space.

Amidst the loud noise, Baixue exploded more than ten meters high, steaming into a large cloud of white gas.

At this moment, the herd of beasts finally moved, crushing the wails that fell on the spot.

It was only when they were completely out of the killing field that the antlers regained their minds, and ran wildly, turning into a burst of thunder, and rumbling down the mountain.

The girls who were riding a sleigh in the distance came to the scene laughing and watching.

The hunting teams confirmed the hunting of each party according to the marks on the spear shafts.

The two horned deer weighing several hundred kilograms were carried to Hong Fan and the others after being mended by the servants.

"How do you feel, brother?"

Gao Junxia asked Hong Fan with a smile.

"The sky is high and the land is wide, hunting the snow field; it is indeed unforgettable."

Hong Fan stared at the blood red blooming on the snow in the distance, and nodded.

In the fight with Haifei in the desert, on the one hand, the opponent was a gangster, and on the other hand, his vision was obscured by sand and fog, and he relied entirely on the sand world to perceive the enemy, so he didn't have a deep sense of life and death.

On the contrary, it was the spear hunting this time that shocked him even more.

"There are still unforgettable things!"

Gao Junxia said, pulled out his hunting knife and walked in front of a horned deer.

He made a light cut on the deer's belly, just enough to cut through the fur without bleeding, and then peeled off the whole deer hide with the help of the servants.

Then, Gao Junxia turned the bare-horned deer upside down, disemboweled him, took out the entire stomach and bladder, and threw it to the hunting dogs who had been waiting for a long time.

Since there was no bloodletting, the split antler's abdominal cavity was instantly filled with blood, like a blood vat.

Hot steam came out of it, exuding a scorching fishy smell.

Hong Fan frowned slightly and looked away, but saw that not only this place, but also all the hunting teams present were doing exactly the same.

"This is a blood-eating ceremony, which is essential at the beginning of every meeting."

Gao Junxia explained, took out the heart and liver of the horned deer, sliced ​​it open with a sharp blade in his palm, and put it back into the pool of blood.

It's like shabu-shabu.

"Brother, try it."

Gao Junxia took the best piece of heart and brought it to Hong Fan with the tip of a knife.

The latter resisted slightly, but finally reached out and took it into his mouth.

The freshly cut muscle is hot in the mouth, tough and hard to bite, and has a strong fishy smell.

But after Hong Fan chewed it more than ten times carefully, he swallowed it, and a slight sweetness appeared in his mouth instead.

"How? Try this liver again."

Gao Junxia wiped off the blood at the corner of his mouth with a smile, picked up another piece of liver, rinsed it in the pool of blood, and handed it over.

Hong Fan took it anyway.

The ground is freezing and the weather is cold, and the mountain wind is urgent.

This time, the raw liver, which was steaming hot, was already slightly cold.

Compared with heart muscle, liver has a stronger fishy smell, but the taste is extremely tender.

After Hong Fan swallowed it completely, he found that for some reason, his whole body warmed up.

(End of this chapter)