Chapter 43 Summoner Su Xiaowei
It took Wang Xuan nearly two days from leaving the Hua District to entering the Baishuanghanyuan area. He did not stop along the way and finally arrived at this moment.

His arrival was really timely.

If it was a moment later, Shen Yuan's life would certainly be in danger. Such a situation is unacceptable to the hunting team, as each of them is indispensable.

Wang Xuan held a sniper rifle and walked slowly, giving people a sense of stability. He had experienced many such dangerous moments.

The Iron Scale Tiger collapsed with a loud bang, pressing Shen Yuan under it, leaving only his head exposed. He was almost crushed. But at this moment, his heart was filled with the joy of escaping death.

He shouted, "Wang Xuan, you came just in time! Thank God for letting me know you." Wang Xuan was his savior and his faith at this moment.

He arched and twisted his body and dragged himself out from under the giant tiger. He was covered in blood and the fishy smell was pungent, but fortunately, not a single hair was missing!
How lucky.

He rushed towards Wang Xuan, opened his arms and wanted to hug him, but Wang Xuan dodged him with disgust: "You just came back from the gates of hell, and you want to stain me with blood. You don't have to repay me like this, right?"

Everyone in the hunting team breathed a sigh of relief. The crisis came suddenly and went away quickly, and at least no one was killed.

"Liu Hong, Liu Hong, how are you?"

Zhou Minglun pulled Liu Hong out of the mud where the Iron Scale Tiger had stepped on her, laid her flat on the ground, and kept calling out to her. One should know that the force of the Iron Scale Tiger's step just now was absolutely enormous.

Liu Hong was covered in mud. She was once beautiful with fair skin, but now she looked extremely miserable. She kept spitting out blood from her mouth. The blood stains fell on her body, making her look as disheveled as a beggar.

"I..." As soon as she opened her mouth, a large amount of blood gushed out. The Iron Scale Tiger's step directly crushed most of her ribs, causing serious damage to her internal organs.

Zhou Minglun quickly took emergency measures. As long as there was no problem with the heart and brain, and he could hold on until he could get into the hospital, he would be cured. Even though his injuries looked serious, he would not die.

Wang Xuan glanced at him and said apologetically, "I'm so sorry, I'm a little late."

Yes, if he had shot earlier, Liu Hong would not have been injured, but Liu Hong was speechless to this.

Liu Hong looked at Wang Xuan with complicated eyes. It was the waste who had been stagnant in the realm of physical training for ten thousand years as she mentioned, and who killed the Iron Scale Tiger at the critical moment.

It was her own bad luck. If the Iron Scale Tiger had not suddenly attacked, Wang Xuan would not have known that danger was coming. It was very timely to shoot at that critical moment.

However, Wang Xuan's help did not fall on her, and she did not share his luck, so she seemed very unlucky.

By the time the Tianlong team's small starry sky battleship avoided some dangerous areas, collected the consigned prey from various signal points, and finally arrived at the Tanlang Hunting Team, Liu Hong had already fainted due to excessive blood loss.

However, the warship arrived in time and contained a large number of medical equipment, including an intelligent system for performing the surgery, so Liu Hong's life was saved.

The medical staff on the battleship were very surprised at the luck of the Greedy Wolf Hunting Team: "Harvesting two fierce beasts at once, the profit is probably 20 to 30 million star yuan, and no one died. We are really lucky."

Everyone knew that Wang Xuan arrived just in time, otherwise someone would have died and casualties in the Greedy Wolf Hunting Team would have been inevitable.

The medical staff added: "This woman is lucky. If it weren't for her large breasts and the fat in them forming two buffer points, her injuries would probably be more serious."

Well, Liu Hong managed to save her life because of the weapon she was so proud of. It’s really laughable.

She saved her life thanks to her self-rescue.

Captain Yan Hua and Zouping Zhou Minglun and others wanted to return to the settlement on the border of Baishuang Plain to rest, while Wang Xuan and Leng Feng chose to stay in the Baishuang Plain area to look for prey and magical herbs and medicines.

The key point is that the two have a lot of topics to discuss, including the Assassin's League.

The vast frost forest melted into the few people like a drop of water entering the sea. Wang Xuan and Leng Feng disappeared without a trace. …

"A big nose, bright eyes, and light eyebrows and beard, and you're done!"

Su Xiaowei's ink paintings are very artistic. Wang Xuan's spirit and energy are revealed in her paintings, and the whole person comes to life on the paper.

“It’s a good painting.”

A big bald head popped up from behind, constantly praising, which scared Su Xiaowei. It turned out to be the monk.

"Master, why are you here?" Su Xiaowei moved a small stool and sat on the green grass. She was in a good mood on that sunny day. The most important thing was that she finally had a satisfactory painting for Wang Xuan.

The great monk chanted "Amitabha" and said, "My Buddhist name is Puji. You can call me Master Puji."

Su Xiaowei repeated the greeting: "Master Puji, why are you here?" She knew that this was a first-class master.

"I travel all over the world to exorcise demons, but I won't have to do anything this time." The big monk laughed, "The young donor's painting is very lively, and this person has eyes and nose."

Su Xiaowei glanced at him and thought to herself, if a person in a painting has no nose or eyes, is he still a person?

"Your compliment makes me a little embarrassed." Beginners need to draw people with noses and eyes.

"Oh, it seems that I used the wrong words. It should be very vivid, and the person seems to have walked out of the paper." The big monk still had a smile on his face.

"I feel a little embarrassed by your praise. I know my level."

"Don't believe it?" asked the monk.

Su Xiaowei shook her head. She was very thin-skinned and dared not accept such compliments. She would only accept praise according to her ability. She was afraid that too much would damage her slender waist.

"Then you watch." Puji fumbled in his robes and took out a seal. "Once this seal is stamped on a painting, a magical scene will appear in the painting. Do you want to see it?"

"Can I see it?" Su Xiaowei asked carefully. She didn't recognize the characters on the seal, but the strokes were very aesthetic.

"Of course you can." Puji asked Su Xiaowei to hold the seal and stamp it on the painting. "Just call the name of the person in the painting and then say show up."

The seal was printed right in the center of Wang Xuan's portrait. Su Xiaowei thought about it and felt that this wizard would not harm her, otherwise there would be no need to beat around the bush and he could just take action directly.

She nodded and shouted to Wang Xuan's portrait, "Show yourself! Uncle Wang!"

One second passed, five seconds passed, and nothing happened.

The monk was very embarrassed.

“Don’t call him Uncle Wang, just say his name, otherwise it won’t work.” Pu Ji explained, afraid that the little girl would think he was fooling her.

Su Xiaowei called out again: "Uncle Wang Xuan, please show yourself!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Xuan's portrait began to combust spontaneously. In the smoke, the smoke gradually took shape into a human figure. Soon the figure solidified, as if the living Wang Xuan was standing in front of the two of them.

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