Chapter 153: : three years in March

Du Di'an gave a slight glimpse.
At this time, the slick rock wall suddenly bulged sharp things, like scales, suddenly stretched out from under the rock, revealing two rows of sharp teeth, biting towards Dudion.
This time, Du Di'an saw it. It was a monster with a cuticle like a rock. When he saw it, he hurriedly raised his hand and punched it on the part of the tooth. It was also the part of Du Dian who thought it was the head.
With a slamming sound, the left hand hit the top without any sense, but the anti-shock force touched the left shoulder blade, hurting him to the cool air, and rushed back.
This thing hurts, screams, and more and more angry toward Du Di'an.
Du Di'an hurriedly took the short knife in his hand and stabbed it.
The short knife pokes on its scales without causing any damage. Although the short knife has only been used for less than a week, it has been worn out seriously, even if it is cut through the normal human skin.
This thing swayed his head and slammed into Dudyan's arm. The left hand of the attack was suddenly bitten, but there was no pain.
Du Di'an was anxious and hurriedly raised his right hand and beat him.
This thing is like a small crocodile with short claws, flat body and hard scales. Du Di'an is pierced with steel nails. The right hand can't make any effort. He can only watch its teeth bite into the left arm and bite. It is getting deeper and deeper.
Du Di'an quickly groped with his fingers on his head, suddenly found a softer cuticle seam, and immediately smashed inside.
This gap seemed to be its weakness, and immediately released Dudyan's mouth, and the body shrank back.
Du Di'an saw this and hurriedly grabbed his short claws, pressed his right hand to his mouth, and the body fell down, borrowing the weight of the body to make it unable to open his mouth.
This thing was forced to struggle under Du Di'an, but it was not strong enough to push Dudyan.
Du Di'an found the gap in the soft arm that he had touched before, and tore with his left hand.
This thing was painful and struggling, but the left hand did not feel, could play the power of Duddy's security department, did not wait for it to struggle too much, violently tearing the soft nail gap, spewing a blood from the inside.
The action of this thing struggled, and suddenly it was stiff, then slowly struggled, and eventually stopped moving.
Du Dian breathed a sigh of relief. He only felt cold sweat on his back. He slowly climbed and looked down. He saw that the body was about one meter long and had a rocky scale. The raised particles were very similar to the rock. The body temperature is also extremely cold, belonging to the cold-blooded monster.
"This looks like a stone beast?" Du Dian squinted a few times, suddenly thought of the magic book that he had seen, and immediately remembered.
This stone beast, like the black weavers that Greeley hunted, has the ability to drill the ground, and in terms of drilling the ground, the stone beast is three points stronger than the black weaver. This is a kind of complete activity on the ground. Monsters can live in the soil, unlike the black weavers. Although they are earth-boring, they are monsters living on the ground.
"In some magical creatures outside the wall, the stone beast is one of the few magic objects that can enter the wall. However, this stone beast has a lower hunting level, only six levels, and the frontal combat ability is similar to that of a normal walking body. Graded as six, or because of the difficult ability to drill the ground, this life-saving ability is unique, even if it is a hunting level of 20, 30 large-scale monsters, it is difficult to kill it."
After knowing the identity of this thing, Du Di'an also understood why he could kill it just now. His heart was secretly glad, but it was a mistake to hit the deadly place and breathe.
Sitting on the corpse of this stone beast, a moment of rest, Du Dian looked at the broken short knife in his hand, suddenly thought of its claws, could not help but blink, immediately picked up its short claws, I saw the nails on the claws like a few sharp The bones are extremely hard, thin and curved, and are ideal for shaving.
He was pleasantly surprised and immediately got an idea.
Two days later.
Dudian went to the underground passage again. The body of the stone beast had some signs of decay. Du Dian held the side knife that was brought out of the work room, cut its four claws, and placed the scales on its head. Strip the light, then plunge a hole down and bury its body in it so that the rotten smell fills the passage.
After doing this, Du Dian held the claws of the stone beast and began to plow.
"It's a magical thing that can be drilled by the earth." Du Di'an felt the speed of the planing, and his heart was very pleasant. This efficiency was ten times faster than before.
Did not plan for a few days, Du Dian met a stone beast, the body is smaller than the previous one, after a fierce battle, he was killed.
"Now it is the black snow season, these stone beasts ran to the rock formations at the bottom of the lake to inhabit and warm, I don't know how many will be encountered." Du Di'an is somewhat distressed, the claws of this stone beast are extremely durable, the previous claws are It is enough for him to make a passage, so other stone beasts are all obstacles and troubles for him. Moreover, there must be a king in the group. If he meets the stone beast king, he estimates that he will become the other party's dinner.
Now that there is a stone beast in the hand, Du Di'an is not in a hurry. It is already the end of the season. He waited for more than a month after the patience, and the black snow season finally passed.
This month's cultivation, his body has also recovered a lot, waiting for the black snow season just after the air, after the warmer, continue to start their own plan.
In a blink of an eye, two months passed.
The two jailer youths dragged the cart over to deliver the meal, and the bread on the car was randomly thrown into the cells. They saw that the people in these cells eagerly picked up and ate, and they had some abnormal pleasure in their hearts.
When he came to a cell at the end of the promenade, the jailer picked up the last piece of bread and broke into the cell. He found that there were two pieces of bread on the cell, which he left last night. He couldn’t help but sneer a sneer: "It’s good not to eat starvation."
In such a situation, he was not the first to see it. As early as a year ago, when he came over to deliver a meal, he saw it every other day, and the bread was thrown on the ground, but he was not picked up and eaten. At first he thought that there was a change in the inside. When he opened the cage, he saw the madman in the custody rushing out, yelling at him, and punching him.
Later, there were more such times, and he gradually got used to it. Anyway, after a day or two, when the madman is too hungry, he will naturally come over and eat.
He turned the cart and left the prison with his companion.
The next day, noon.
The jailer is so good, I am going to play a game today, or I used to use bread as a reward to watch the show.
After the performance, the jailer pushed the cart and picked up the last two pieces of bread left in the cell, but saw that a total of three pieces of bread that I lost yesterday at noon and in the evening were still on the ground. (To be continued.)
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