The rabbit, which was stabbed in a non-vital part by a stone spear, did not fall immediately.

But as the wound continued to bleed, their speed became slower and slower, and before they could be completely overtaken, they were nailed to death on the spot by the stone spear thrown by Big Tooth and others.

The rough stone spears are very impressive when thrown by Big Tooth and others.

Even the rabbits, which are constantly changing direction during the rush, have achieved an accuracy rate of more than 60 percent, but in this way, Song Yong is even more puzzled:

With such a bull fork stone spear throwing technique, isn't it good to shoot some large prey?

For Mao must fight to the death with these cute rabbits, is it possible that the rabbits have been caught for a long time, and these people in the gray rabbit tribe still have feelings in their hearts?

Because Song Yong, who had only been despised in terms of IQ just now, wisely held back the doubts in his stomach and did not ask this question that might be despised again.

In the end, a litter of five fat rabbits all became the harvest of the hunting party.

It can be seen that the Gray Rabbit Tribe is afraid that there are times when they have not caught so many rabbits, and Song Yong can see a heartfelt smile on everyone's face.

As soon as they caught the rabbit, these people aimed their mouths at the wounds on the rabbit's body and gulped the warm rabbit blood.

So far, he is the best partner with Song Yong in the Gray Rabbit Tribe, and this thing holds a rabbit and drinks several large mouthfuls of hot blood in a row.

Although he was still a little unsatisfied, he still handed the rabbit in his hand to Song Yong generously.

The mouth greeted enthusiastically: "Yong, hurry up and take a few sips, you will have the strength to walk after drinking this." ”

Basically, Song Yong can still understand the good intentions of the wilderness, judging from the situation of yesterday's dinner, the lack of salt in the Gray Rabbit Tribe is very serious, and supplementing salt from the blood of beasts is really a good source.

It's a pity that Song Yong really can't do such a heavy thing.

Besides, isn't it just a little salt? Even if he Song Yong is about to open the treasure chest, he will not be so downcast as to drink blood.

With pride from a high civilization, Song Yong rejected the kindness of the wilderness.

At the same time, I made a decision in my heart that when I went back to the cave, I would contribute all the condiments, and let these guys from the primitive era know what food is.

It's like the kind of broth that doesn't even skim off the blood foam, which is simply their gada, and even the dogs don't eat it......

Song Yong took the opportunity to find the plan of the cave, and there was no suspense.

Because of the rare harvest, the group of the Gray Rabbit tribe began to return to the cave in advance with great interest.

Even Song Yong, looking at the five-headed rabbits dangling from the spears, thought they were so cute, and of course, it would be even more cute if they were sprinkled with salt and light soy sauce and pickled and roasted until golden brown.

Even, looking at so much rabbit meat, this thing has arranged their respective destinations in their hearts.

For example, the fattest one is full of oil and water, and it must be fragrant when roasted; the fastest one is definitely the highest proportion of lean meat, and it must be cool and crooked if you want to stir-fry it into a spicy taste.

Thinking, thinking, after eating two meals of radish, even when chasing rabbits, he was a young man who was constantly exhausting, and he felt saliva flowing out of the corners of his mouth.

However, just as Song Yongmei was thinking about all this.

Suddenly, his forehead hit the back of the head of the aberra in front of him in the middle of the 'Bang~', and he realized that he didn't know when, the line in front of him had stopped.

was hit by a sturdy Song Yong, and he could almost imagine that there must be a big bag like horns on his head.

It's just that Song Yong, who was in anger, with a string of classic foul language, said the word "I~" when he opened his mouth, and he held back the following words.

Because it was at this time that he saw clearly the reason for the people in front of him to stop.

On the only trail leading to the valley, a fierce creature was blocked.

It was a lone wolf, a lone wolf who had probably been driven out of the pack after some age, and his years of hunting and fighting had left many scars on the lone wolf's body.

Bald, on the body like a flaky chicken, many of these scars have not recovered.

Even, Song Yong clearly saw that one of the hind legs of this lone wolf was in a state of dragging at the moment, and if it was not surprising, it should have been broken.

It's just that all of the above does not prevent the group of people from the Gray Rabbit Tribe, including Song Yong, from trembling at the moment.

Because it is true that this lone wolf seems to be in poor condition, but the body like a calf brings amazing pressure to everyone's hearts.

From its slightly open mouth, those miserable white teeth were still as sharp as sharp blades.

Song Yong didn't know if the lone wolf in front of him was a bit special and could have grown into such a huge body, or was it a wild wolf in the primordial plane, all of them were such big guys?

But he clearly knew how ridiculous it was that he had just shouted that he was catching a wolf and raising a hunting dog as a hunting dog.

What's even worse is the cold and fierce gaze in the lone wolf's eyes.

It was extremely clear that a meaning was conveyed: either lay down the prey and get out! Or the two sides would have a big battle to see who would die here.

Instinctively, Song Yong clenched the handle of the kitchen knife tightly.

At this moment, he regretted that he didn't bring the iron pot with him, otherwise maybe the iron pot tied to his chest and the lid in his hand would have saved his life at a critical time.

And at this moment, the leader Big Tooth whispered, "Put all the rabbits down." ”

"Big Tooth~" After subconsciously shouting, Ara and the others still had a strong depression and threw the fat rabbit on the spear to the ground.

After that, the lone wolf blocking the path made a way in an extremely humane way.

Not only did they not launch any attack when they passed by, but even after they had gone away, they did not see a lone wolf every time they turned back.

Obviously, this lone wolf who has learned to rob the way has not been shameless to catch up.

Now it is safe, but imagining the delicious rabbit meat of various flavors that seems to have been placed in front of him, Song Yong's heart is like losing hundreds of millions, and he wails in pain......

A group of people, like a flock of plagued chickens, walked all the way away with loss and came to the big lake on the way.

Here they met Thistle with a group of women who were gathering another kind of food on the shores of the lake, the same wild turnips they had eaten last night and this morning.

It seems that the harvest of thistle and others today is not so abundant.

Song Yong saw that in the rattan baskets of the women, the number of wild radishes in each was only a small amount, and according to this amount, I am afraid that even the ones allocated last night were not enough.

Song Yong, who had no rabbit meat dinner at night and only radish, finally broke out.

He crossed his waist and shouted like a village cadre: "Listen to me! I swear in the name of my ancestors that I can get fish from the river, so if you want to eat fish, do as I tell you." ”

Even if Song Yong attaches far less importance to his ancestors and swearing, he is far less important than that of primitive people.

He also knew that if he swore in the name of this ancestor at every turn, it was indeed not a thing.

But in order to be able to eat a little bit of meat in the evening time, he could only let it out like this, and not to disgrace his ancestors, he had to succeed in getting some fish.