Survival skills maxed out, I feed my wife and daughter by catching fish and shrimp

Chen Changfan sneered, his eyes sharp as a torch: "How about you continue to attack me and try?"

They exchanged some trash talk but both refrained from taking action.

Lei Shan had never had a good impression of that sissy. He didn't care whether the other party was dead or alive. The key was the dragon under the pool, which must not be lost.

Chen Changfan's eyes flashed as he quickly assessed the battle situation.

He had no intention of killing this seventh-level warrior from the beginning.

Compared to a seventh-level sorcerer, a seventh-level warrior is more than an order of magnitude harder to kill.

A seventh-level warrior has successfully trained his internal organs and has almost no fatal weaknesses. He is also very strong and may not be killed even after fighting for two hours.

On the other hand, although we seem to have the upper hand on the surface.

But Xiao Suchen has already endured a wave of backlash from the Word Spirit, and he may fail in subsequent battles at any time.

That illusionist still needs Bai Wei and Yue Lingfei to restrain him.

He could join forces with Zhou Xing, but killing a seventh-level warrior was indeed a pipe dream.

We are all warriors, and fighting is nothing more than close combat. If we are really defeated, won’t we just run away?

It's not a situation where we have to defend the city to the death.

Therefore, the wisest choice at the moment is to stop in time, restrain each other, and preserve strength.

After all, the purpose of this trip is to capture the dragon. If there are too many casualties, someone else might take advantage of it.

"Back in Qingshan County, things were better. Once we caught a precious fish, we would sneakily take it home. Now, I wonder how many eyes are staring at this dragon."

Chen Changfan muttered secretly in his heart, while keeping his eyes firmly fixed on Lei Shan. Fighting intent rose in his eyes, but he was not in a hurry to attack.

While the other party is still a little afraid of him, it is a good opportunity to recover from his injuries.

"Are you OK?"

Zhou Xing came to Chen Changfan's side with a gun, looked cautiously at Leishan not far away, and spoke with concern.

Chen Changfan deliberately exuded a fighting spirit and said arrogantly, "You should ask the guy across from you if he's okay."

Zhou Xing's face fell.

Are you crazy? I really care about you, why are you pretending?

It turns out that pretending to be cool sometimes does work.

The more arrogant Chen Changfan became, the more uncertain Lei Shan became. He was worried that Chen Changfan had some trump cards or other countermeasures, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

"If you send that pretty boy away, what can I do when I'm alone against two of you?" Lei Shan's words were also a test.

Although he looks silly on a daily basis, he is very smart in battle.

Lei Shan's eyes flickered as he tried to find out Chen Changfan's true strength.

"There's no need to fight one against two. If you give me your fusion martial arts, I might be your opponent." Chen Changfan was testing him.

He coveted the other party's fusion martial arts, and even just wanted to figure out the general idea of ​​fusion. After all, he had a system and could practice very quickly.

Although he had just fought with the opponent, the opponent broke one of his hands with just one move, which was really too dangerous.

Upon hearing this, Lei Shan's eyes flashed with a hint of vigilance, but he deliberately showed an interested look. "How can I teach you fusion martial arts so easily? If you are willing to give me that dragon, I can teach you a few moves, so what?"

"Okay! It's a deal. You're a seventh-rank warrior, so you can't go back on your word. Now I'm giving you the dragon at the bottom of the pond. Just remember to fulfill your promise later."

Lei Shan originally thought that Chen Changfan would argue with him for a few more words, but who would have thought that this guy would agree directly, which made it difficult for him.

"What? Now that I've given in to you, you're not brave enough anymore?" Chen Changfan said with a hint of smile in the corner of his eyes.

The people around him also cast puzzled glances at him, and for a moment they had no idea what Chen Changfan was up to.

Lei Shan was stunned, but he was not intimidated. He looked at Chen Changfan deeply, then sneered, "Since that's the case, I won't be polite."

"Master Xiao, you are a scholar, and your words are golden. What should we do if this guy promises something but goes back on his word in the end?" Chen Changfan looked at Xiao Suchen.

The latter was slightly startled, then laughed and said, "Those who do not keep their promises will naturally have rotten tongues, hemorrhoids, and a short life."

This was something like a consensus, so Xiao Suchen said it naturally without any worries. Instead, Lei Shan's face changed slightly, wondering whether this guy had cast the spell of words or not.

"You are so cruel!" Lei Shan snorted coldly and then looked at his teammates.

Shuiyue's side only launched a tentative attack on each other. Seeing that there was no intention to continue fighting, they distanced themselves from each other and carefully observed the changes in the situation.

The grandfather and grandson, who had been hiding far away, had gotten into the carriage at some point. No matter how Deng Qixian urged them, the driver didn't move, as if he didn't hear anything.

When Lei Shan saw this, he immediately became furious.

One of his men had already been killed, yet this old man was still thinking of running away.

If I can't get the dragon energy, how can I go back and report?

"Deng Qixian, come here!"

Lei Shan's roar frightened the grandfather and grandson so much that they both stuck their heads out of the carriage.

Deng Qixian chuckled, not caring at all about Lei Shan's unfriendly look. He slowly climbed down from the car, patted his clothes and said, "Brother Lei Shan, why are you so angry? I just noticed that the tripod seemed to be moving strangely, so I went forward to check it out. I just suppressed the movement. Isn't it time to come to your aid immediately?"

Hearing the conversation between the two, Chen Changfan frowned slightly.

This old man's name is Deng Qixian, and he seems to be related to someone from the past...

Deng Qixian, Deng Jiuxian, there's no way their names are too similar not to make people think that these two people are from the same family.

He felt that the old man's features and eyebrows seemed somewhat similar to Deng Jiuxian's, and perhaps the two were brothers.

But when you think about it, it seems incredible.

If the names were given in order, Deng Qixian should be Deng Jiuxian's elder brother, but why is he already in his octogenarian years and still running around with a little granddaughter?

Although Deng Jiuxian is not young anymore, he is only about 30 years old, and the age difference between the two is quite big.

Chen Changfan was even more confused, but he didn't show it. He glanced at the coachman who had been sitting upright in the carriage with a puzzled look.

This guy had been sitting there the entire time, but he couldn't sense any fluctuations in the other person's aura at all.

Such existence is either too powerful or a little weird.

The driver seemed to notice Chen Changfan's gaze. He raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of slightly dull eyes. He just glanced at Chen Changfan lightly, then shifted his gaze back and continued to look ahead with an expressionless face.

The look in his eyes was cold and empty, without a trace of life.

Chen Changfan immediately activated his Qi-gazing technique and discovered that the man's Qi was a decadent grayish-white color, and he had obviously been dead for a long time.

"Could it be another puppet?" Chen Changfan thought to himself.