"Whew"

"Don't bark, if you let it run, believe it or not, I'll turn your black panda eyes purple. ”

Gongliang hid behind a giant tree and whispered to the screaming round roll next to him.

They were hunting, and in front of them was a white-nosed horned deer, which seemed to be walking in isolation and there was no population nearby. As long as it is a deer, there is no one who is hard of hearing and cannot run fast. That's why Gongliang hears the round cry and will discipline it. Yuan Rolling also kindly reminded him that he could go up, and when he saw that he not only did not appreciate it, but scolded it, he angrily pinned his head to the side.

In the Great Wilderness, unlike the ancestral land, there are mostly fierce beasts, but here are more powerful wild beasts.

Gongliang was also unsure whether the white-nosed horned deer in front of him was a wild beast, so he didn't dare to face it head-on, so he could only sneak attack.

The white-nosed horned deer seemed to hear the sound, looked up and looked around, and its ears moved even more, listening to the sound. After a while, seeing that there was no movement, he lowered his head again and tasted a delicious piece of moss in front of him.

Golden opportunity.

Gongliang suddenly rushed out from behind the tree, and before the person ran, the short spear in his hand had already been thrown, and the speed was so fast that before the white-nosed horned deer could react, he was stabbed by the short spear. Feeling bad, it didn't even lift its head, it turned and ran, only to see another short spear flying and stabbing it in the thigh. It hurts so much that he stumbles, falls forward, and quickly gets up, and is about to run. But before it was time, Gongliang had already chased after him with a spear, and the spear in his hand was like electricity, stabbing into the neck of the white-nosed horned deer.

Unabated, the spear stabbed into the giant tree next to it, hanging the white-nosed horned deer there.

The white-nosed horned deer struggled for a while, and finally died helplessly.

Gongliang pulled the spear hard, and a stream of blood spurted out.

"Bang..."

The tall white-nosed horned deer fell to the ground, crushing a pile of weeds.

The round and chicks in the back ran up at this time, one buried his head and drank blood, and the other pecked left and right pecked to pick up the cheap.

Gongliang also took out a water bladder and filled a bag of beast blood, drank it, and the abundant beast blood essence immediately filled the entire body, and the strength that had disappeared just now was replenished.

The blood of the white-nosed horned deer is higher than the blood of the fierce beast, and it should be a wild beast.

He couldn't drink so much beast blood, so he put the white-nosed horned deer into the fruit space, and after putting away the blood in his heart, he stabbed a few holes on the deer's body, put the blood into the three-color rice field, and by the way, threw the deer skin, antlers and other miscellaneous useless things into the small black pool to decompose, and then took a large amount of white-nosed horned venison out of the fruit space.

Found a clean place and cleaned it up.

Gongliang took out an iron rack from the fruit space, inserted the white-nosed venison with a thick iron chisel specially grilled, put it on the rack, and lit a fire to roast it.

Roast and flip while brushing with a seasoning consisting of salt, creek fish meal and diluted wild pepper powder.

After a while, the smell of meat wafted out.

The round saliva flowed down again. The chick wasn't like it, just staring straight at the grill with its eyes wide open.

After a while, seeing that the meat was still not cooked, the round round suddenly shouted impatiently, "Whoa, whoa", Gongliang, why is the meat not ripe!

"What is cooked, I didn't say anything about the barbecue, but you are the one who eats meat. If you tell me believe it or not, I won't give you food. Gongliang glanced at it and said.

"Huh", hum, round and dissatisfied with the head to the side, originally wanted to ignore him, but the barbecue is about to be good, no matter how you say it, you can't get along with the delicious meat, so I flattered the Gongliang.

Alas, in this world, it's not easy to eat something good, and it's too difficult to be round.

After eating, Gongliang and Yuanpiao, and the three chickens rested against the tree, feeling that their mouths were a little dry, so he went into the fruit space to take a piece of red mountain vines, poured a glass of juice and drank it. Round and chicks also feel beautiful on this day.

Squinting, wanting to take a break and rush again.

Suddenly, Gongliang heard a voice in the distance, faintly, not very clearly.

Is there anyone nearby?

Thinking of this, the public conscience is on fire.

He had been walking in the jungle for more than half a month, but he had even seen a ghost, and finally found someone, so he hurriedly put away the round ball and the chicken, and ran in the direction where the sound came from.

The armor made of 10,000 forged steel spirits on his body has been destroyed by the white-headed giant turtle, and now Gongliang has no burden, his body is as light as a swallow, and he runs fast, like a galloping high-speed train, and the trees fly behind him. After a while, he heard a loud commotion in front of him.

Not daring to step forward rashly, he looked around, climbed up a big tree, and saw the situation first.

Looking in the direction from which the sound came, I saw two groups of people fighting in the glade in front of me, and then I saw one of the people in the group step forward, grab a teenager from the other group and take it into the air.

I clicked, the man had a pair of blue wings on his back. Gongliang stared at it, what the hell is this place, even the feather people have come out.

The other group of people saw it, shouted loudly, and one after another arrows and spears rushed into the sky, but unfortunately they were helpless against the air feathered people.

When he first arrived here, he was blind, and Gongliang wanted to ask someone, so he had to give a meeting gift to talk.

The so-called "icing on the cake" is not as good as "sending charcoal in the snow". After thinking about it, I felt that I should save the boy in the sky. So, he raised the spear in his hand, aimed at the feather man in the air, and silently lucked, concentrating all his strength on his right hand. Suddenly, with a loud shout, the spear was thrown, like an arrow flying fast, like a meteor chasing the moon, like a white rainbow through the sun, a shadow of air swept out of the air, and instantly came behind the feather man, drilled in from the back of the hips, and drilled out of the chest, but the castration did not decrease, and after flying out of twenty or thirty meters, it fell from the sky.

The feather man died, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the young man suddenly fell from the air, and another group of people hurriedly stepped forward to catch it.

The two groups of people who were originally fighting, the group of feathers saw that the feathers were killed, and immediately scattered and fled, while the other group of people hugged the boy and shouted.

Gongliang saw this, climbed down the tree, released the round ball and the chicken, and took out a back basket full of various things and carried it, and by the way, took a little weapon and put it inside, and walked towards the group.

"Ava, Ava, are you alright?" Rui cried out as he patted his son on the face.

The clansmen next to them also gathered around to watch, and countless colorful snakes on the side were coiled on trees, sitting on the ground, or erected, and some were even like people, curiously surrounding the crowd and looking at Ava. This group of people seems to be accustomed to this and does not care.

Ava heard his father's voice, woke up faintly, looked at the concerned eyes, and said, "Abba, I'm fine." ”

"It's okay, it's okay. ”

Suddenly, there was a noise in the woods.

Rui suddenly drank, "Who's where?"

Just after being attacked, Rui didn't dare to be careless, and the other clansmen also hurriedly took up their weapons and were on guard.

The colorful snakes next to them crawled over one after another, protecting everyone in the middle, staring at the woods in front of them with cold eyes.

The grass moved in the forest, Gongliang slowly came out of the shadows of the woods, saw a group of colorful snakes, almost startled, and then saw the people who were on guard, and couldn't help laughing: "Everyone, the boy is polite." ”