Slowly, Song Yong, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the fire pit, slowly opened his eyes.

Just two hours ago, it took him a long time to adjust the depressed mood in his heart and re-enter the state of witchcraft cultivation.

Then, after a period of enlightenment, he temporarily withdrew from his cultivation state.

Because at this moment, one thing can be determined: his current magic power is enough for him to use two spells in a row.

"Erha, bring your girl here~" Song Yong, who realized this, shouted at the two wild wolves who happened to pass by the entrance of the cave.

It stands to reason that Erha should be staying in the valley now.

A few days ago, Erha's group of sixteen wolf packs had been packed.

Together with ten pack oxen, twenty-three wild sheep, large and small, eleven wild deer, fifty-two pheasants with their wings cut off, and a litter of six small wild boars.

After they were sent to the valley together, the Gray Rabbit Tribe's farm was officially opened.

In the newest organization of the Grey Rabbit Tribe, sixteen wild wolves are used as shepherd dogs, with the exception of sixteen wild wolves that have been greatly reduced in wildness.

There were also six hunters acting as guards, two women from the Grey Rabbit tribe as managers and technicians, and ten female slaves as keepers.

On the surface, so much manpower seems a bit wasteful.

However, with the gradual development of the farm, Song Yong estimates that this manpower will be far from enough by this time next year.

And at this moment, Erha, who was supposed to stay in the valley, ran back with a little she-wolf.

It is estimated that this product does not look at the food of the farm, and with her new little she-wolf, she plans to go back to the canteen in the cave to find some delicious tooth sacrifices.

It's just that after discovering Song Yong's existence, this thing plans to sneak away again.

It's a pity that this process happened to be discovered by Song Yong, not to mention, Song Yong still had an evil idea in his heart.

There is a huge mystery about the spell that has been passed down from Lie Shan, and the specific effect after using it.

In the course of his limited use of three times, only two successes were achieved.

In these two successes, the effect is completely different, one is blinding, and the other is making the target's knee weak.

God knows, what is the success rate of this thing in the specific use of this thing?

In addition to blindness and a weak knee, there are other effects, and what are these effects?

For all of the above, if Song Yong said that he didn't want to find out, it would be completely false, and the problem was that he couldn't do the evil thing of experimenting on living people.

In such a situation, it wasn't until Erha and the little she-wolf with it appeared in front of him that Song Yong had a new idea.

"What, although Erha seems to be more agile than the primitive people, but it is also an animal, and it should be a good note to use it for experiments without completely harming it, right?"

Thinking of this, Song Yong greeted Erha warmly......

First of all, Song Yong asked Erha with a kind smile:

"The women on the farm are not good at their skills, Erha, you don't like to eat the food they prepare, do you want to let Gardenia cook something delicious for you every day?"

With Erha's understanding of Song Yong's goods, just by seeing the smile on the face of this goods, it knew that Song Yong had nothing good in his heart.

But in the past few days, it has long been fed up with the clumsy craftsmanship of those female slaves.

After some hesitation, there is really no way to ignore this critical issue.

For this reason, it hesitated for a moment, but nodded cautiously.

After seeing this, Song Yong's smile became even more cordial:

"Well, if you take your little she-wolf and do a few little experiments with me, I'll let Gardenia make a piece of food every day and have someone bring it to you, rest assured, it won't do you any real harm." ”

This time, after Erha understood what Song Yong meant, he slowly nodded and agreed after a long time.

Again, after performing a spell on Erhashi.

Erha, who was originally standing in a defensive position, suddenly weakened his knees without warning, and then his front body fell on the ground of the cave.

In this situation, after a full minute, Erha, who was stunned, stood up again.

After feeling that in his own sea of qi, he lacked even a trace of magic power, and Song Yong ended this spell experiment.

In the previous time, he had cast a full ten spells in a row.

Except for the first two times, when the magic power in the sea of qi itself was used, the remaining eight times were all successfully cast with the support of the fire of the Burning Mountain Tribe.

Then, even the spark of the Lieshan tribe couldn't squeeze out more magic power.

In other words, if the magical power capacity of his own sea of qi can be described as a motorcycle battery, then the fire of the Lieshan tribe is completely a car battery.

There is a fundamental difference in the capacity of the two.

As a result of the specific experiment, there were as many as seven successes in the process of ten operations, which is almost a two-thirds success rate.

At the same time, Song Yong also realized the nature of the stronger the strength of the recipient, the lower the success rate based on the experiments on Erha and the little she-wolf respectively.

It can be seen how lucky he was to be able to successfully perform the spell on the huge mammoth last time.

In terms of the specific effect of the successful operation, in the course of the seven successful treatments, there was one blindness, one toothache and bleeding gums, and the remaining five times, all of them were the kind of miraculous knee weakness.

Therefore, Song Yong came to a conclusion with great pain:

The witchcraft inheritance of the Burning Mountain is more clear and clear than a woolen spell and a 'knee soft technique'......

After sending away Erha, and her little she-wolf.

Song Yong stayed in front of the fire pond for another two hours, filling the sea of qi with the depleted magic power again.

After doing this, he glanced at his phone, and it was a little past four in the morning.

With a big yawn, Song Yong returned to his No. 1 wooden house, and at this time, the girl Gardenia on the big bed had already fallen into the sweetest sleep.

After climbing into bed lightly, Song Yongcai just habitually hugged Gardenia and fell asleep.

After a long period of fatigue, it is the most comfortable to sleep in this state, and if everything is normal, Song Yong can at least sleep until after ten o'clock.

However, he didn't know how there were so many broken things tonight.

Not long after Song Yongcai fell asleep, an incomparably wonderful dream had just begun, and then one after another ghost cries sounded everywhere in the tribe, waking him up alive.

At the first time, Song Yong, who thought that the tribe had been attacked, put on slippers shirtless, and rushed out with an electric baton.

Later, when he figured out the situation, he almost laughed out loud with a pig cry.

I don't know how, but the two baskets of big crabs didn't cover the lid at night, and they all ran out in the middle of the night.

A large part of them climbed into the aborigines' beds along the open windows.

Then, they stretched out their powerful pincers to the lumps of flesh that were sleeping soundly.

"I'll go, tonight is really a long night~" instructed a group of natives with torches, Song Yong, who was busy catching crabs all over the village, sighed like this.