"I...fine." Gordon wanted to say something, but Saffron's embrace was like a scorching fire, burning him out of breath. His two arms were hanging empty, and he didn't know where to put them.
, appears stiff and clumsy.
"After so long, why are you still so thin? Look at my arms, how thick and strong they are! Well, you have grown a little taller, but you are still not as tall as me." Saffron looked at it carefully.
Look at Gordon, gesticulating proudly.
"You tiptoed secretly." Gordon said.
"Well, that's because your heels are high. Artai, Xiao Cuicui, look who's here! Hahaha, open your eyes and take a good look. Don't be so shocked that they fall out. I guarantee you
I never dreamed of it!" Saffron turned her head towards the outside of the cave, laughing and shouting like a madman who was extremely happy.
Damn red hair, didn’t you see me next to you? Freckles coughed hard several times.
The light at the entrance of the cave was suddenly blocked, and the surrounding area became dark. Gordon looked over Crocus's shoulder, and saw a tall and strong figure standing in the mottled light and shadow, staring at him blankly.
After not seeing each other for more than half a year, the barbarian boy seemed to have grown into a real black panther. His face was sharp and angular, his eyes were blazing, his limbs were long and strong, and his dark muscles were bulging, like cast iron, shining with a beautiful oily sheen. Gordon couldn't help but feel
I remembered the first time I saw the barbarian boy.
Saffron let go of Gordon and playfully gestured at their heights.
Artai opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but his lips kept trembling. He closed his eyes and sucked hard\u
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In a 4e00 breath, he slowly knelt down, crossed his arms, and touched his forehead to the ground. This was the posture of barbarians to sincerely thank the gods.
"Artest." Gordon's throat suddenly became dry.
Artest raised his head and smiled with tears in his eyes: "I thought I lost another brother. Thank God, you are still alive."
"I just... lost my way. There are too many and big woods on this side of the river. They are all the same. I went around and around and finally got out." Gordon felt his tongue was tied, and he should have lied.
His mood didn't change, his heart didn't beat, but he felt so uncomfortable at this moment. I devoted myself to cultivation and forgot all about you cannon fodder. He couldn't say that.
Go away with this lame excuse! Freckles snorted disdainfully and continued to be ignored.
"If I had known this, we should have come to find you on the other side of the river. It's all my fault, why didn't I think of it!" Artai stood up in annoyance, his head almost touching the rock on the roof of the cave.
"Stop talking about these things." Gordon's heart seemed to tighten suddenly. He walked up to Artest and patted the barbarian boy on the arm. "Anyway, I'm back."
"Well, you're back, my brother!" Artest nodded vigorously, raised his hand, and faced Gordon with his palm.
"Blood of brothers." The barbarian boy said. Even if he stood on a cliff a thousand feet high, he still had the same voice, honest and firm, and it had not changed at all.
The wind blew in from the cliff hole and messed up Gordon's eyes. This was really difficult. Even when standing in front of the most brutal beast, the young man had never been so hesitant.
"It doesn't matter between you and me." He slowly stretched out his blood-stained hands, their palms touching each other, as warm as before. Artest grinned, and everything melted into his smile.
"Ah, it's Gordon!" Tracy jumped into the cave and covered her mouth in surprise. "You, you, you are still alive! Are you not a ghost?"
Saffron and Artest couldn't help but burst into laughter. Gordon's lips showed a smile. Tracey was stunned for a while and also laughed.
"Hey, are you blind? And here's me!" Freckles put on his shirt and pants indiscriminately, staring, unable to bear being ignored anymore.
"Hehe, little Queque, you are very well, how can anything happen?" Saffron hugged Freckles' neck affectionately, hugged Gordon with the other hand, and shouted loudly. "We are together again!"
Artest held onto Gordon and Tracy with a smile. The five teenagers were standing next to each other. The small cave was so packed that even the roars of beasts could not come in.
"Give me a pack of styptic powder." "Tie a bandage for me." "This tube of healing potion is really bitter!"
"Whose feet are so smelly?"
"It's Gordon!" "It's Little Bird!" "It's Red Hair!" "It's probably me." "It's not me anyway!"
Everyone frolicked and bickered for a long time before gradually becoming quiet. The cave that suddenly became quiet was soft and warm, and no one wanted to break the silence.
Gordon continued to absorb the essence and blood, and his source power gradually recovered. The source power spider silk emerged one by one, spreading out into a dense spider web. After repeated tempering, the entire source power spider web became smooth, thin, tough, and extremely pure, but the total source power
On the contrary, his strength has shrunk, and his cultivation level is about the same as when he first broke through, at the earliest stage of the black lead level.
In comparison, Tracey, Saffron, and Freckles have all entered the late stage of the black lead level, and Artest is about to reach the gray tin level. Among these new members of the Blood Hell Society, he is probably the lowest level one. So far.
So far, Gordon has not been able to find a suitable secret book for cultivating source power. For a long time, he could only specialize in the two-shin flow technique and Cakra Secret Practice, and was unable to improve his source power.
However, with his current comprehensive combat power, he is comparable to the Red Iron-level masters, and can compete with Blood Crow and Leopard. Looking at the entire training base, the only person he can fear is Silver Fox.
At the foot of the cliff, the roar of the ferocious beast gradually became fainter, and finally fell silent.
"The tide of beasts has receded!" Gordon jumped up lightly. All the essence and blood of the ferocious beasts in the cave were sucked away, leaving a thick layer of dry and cracked blood scabs piled on the rocks.
Tracy sighed: "I don't know which beast Gemstone Flower has made easier."
"Are we getting rich?" Saffron rolled her eyes and jumped up suddenly.
Everyone suddenly understood, rushed out of the cave, and quickly climbed down the cliff. Rivers of blood flowed everywhere, and beast carcasses were everywhere. Several dying beasts fell in a pool of blood, wailing in a low voice. The carrion-eating crows screamed "Jie Jie", Lu\
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"It's all ours, hahaha!" Saffron looked at the mountains of beast corpses and waved her arms to the sky in cheers, "This is the fate of the epic protagonist!"
"So much blood!" Cui Qian's eyes sparkled and she rushed over excitedly. Atai and others pulled out their daggers, cut up the animal corpses, and searched for hearts, claws, tendons and other materials. There were thousands of animal corpses.
Enough to exchange for a large amount of bloody points.
Only Gao Deng sat cross-legged and meditated, using the mysteries of the Cave Chakra to refine the essence and blood and strengthen the Muladhara Chakra. He was the only one who dug the treasure, and he didn't worry about the blood at all, nor did he care about this bit of ferocious beast material.
As the essence and blood are continuously poured into the Muladhara Chakra, the blood beads rotate slowly, Jundalini exudes a primitive and wild atmosphere, the totem's heart beats vigorously, and Gordon's tired and sore muscles are also relieved.
With a "plop" sound, Tracy's limbs suddenly twitched and she fell to the ground, foaming white foam pouring out of the corners of her mouth.