It's dawn.

Yuan Gang slept soundly last night, without nightmares, and slept until dawn.

Killing Qin Ping didn't make him feel any discomfort.

The morning sun poured into the valley, and the whole tribe began to get busy. Cattle and sheep are being driven out of the fences, hungry hounds are barking, children are chasing and playing, and smoke is rising.

Yuan Gang stretched his waist, waved his hand at a tribal boy in the distance, and said, "Ming, come here, take this bundle of animal skins over and let Qin Ping deal with it!"

The boy named Ming was only thirteen or fourteen years old, but his physique was strong and tall, and his body was full of a kind of savage energy.

He was a reserve warrior of the tribal hunting team, and had been learning to fight and hunt with Yuan Gang for three years.

For this strongest warrior of the tribe, Ming's heart was full of reverence. He has always been deeply honored to be able to study with Yuan Gang. He knew that many teenagers of the same age in the tribe were very envious of him.

Hearing Yuan Gang's words, Liu Ming immediately put down the big bow, ran all the way to the front, looked at the bundle of animal skins that had only been peeled off for a short time, couldn't help frowning his thick black eyebrows, and muttered in disgust: "That kind of waste should be starved to death!"

In the tribe, without merit, there is no food. This bundle of animal skins, white is a bowl of rice that Yuan Gang rewarded to that waste. Liu Ming knew very well in his heart. He looked down on Qin Ping in his heart, and then again, looking at the entire tribe, except for Sister Ying, who could afford him?!

"That's not good, Ying Lin asked me before leaving. Doesn't the tribe still keep dogs? Although Qin Ping is useless, he is still a little stronger than a dog. ”

Yuan Gang waved his hand, picked up a short spear, and carried the iconic ebony ox tendon big bow and said, "I'll go out to hunt some game." After coming back, we will practice hard, and today we will improve the food. ”

Sending Liu Ming over was just to spread the news of Qin Ping's death. This kind of thing, he, the strongest warrior of the tribe, did it, but it was not suitable.

"Uncle Gang must miss Sister Ying again!"

Looking at Yuan Gang's distant back, Liu Ming shook his head slightly, and strode towards Qin Ping's residence with the bundle of animal skins.

In the low, remote stone house, the morning light poured in through the rough window grilles.

Qin Ping sat motionless in the middle of the room, bathed in the sun, his weak body was really weak, and his limbs were extremely slender, but the expression on that face was very calm, and the sickly paleness disappeared, radiating a vibrant look.

Above his arms, there were countless ants, all of which shimmered against the soft sunlight.

One breath and one breath, the wild breath beats like an invisible flame, constantly echoing with the wild breath of the golden pincer ant, each other, and the harmony, every rhythm, can absorb a ball of heaven and earth energy, and derive a wild force in the body.

The power of the wild flowed in thousands of ways, penetrating into the hundreds of bones around him, bringing Qin Ping a strange feeling of comfort.

Although he didn't sleep all night, he didn't feel tired at all, but was refreshed and full of energy. The pain in his whole body was mostly alleviated, and the snake venom was also cleared by the force of the wild. Now, he's in great shape.

"Somebody's coming!"

Qin Ping's ears moved slightly, and it felt incredible. His hearing was simply more sensitive than he could have imagined. My heart is tight, and what should come will come after all. The ant colony moved one after another, rushing into a nearby animal skin bag like a black stream.

Qin Ping jumped up from the ground, felt as light as a swallow, and flashed to the door.

Is it a surprise and the first strike? or a surprise and the first strike?

Thinking of the experience of nearly dying last night, Qin Ping's eyes were full of coldness, and he was very conscious of putting away his cowardice and mercy in the face of the murderous thugs.

Bang bang bang!

Someone started slamming on the door.

"Who?"

It doesn't seem to be Yuan Gang? Qin Ping frowned slightly and asked in a low voice.

"Liu Ming!"

An unfamiliar voice came from outside the door. Liu Ming, Yuan Gang's apprentice, turned out to be not Yuan Gang, Qin Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

“...... Wait a minute. ”

He casually touched the latch of the door, and it was a wooden stick as thick as a child's arm. Click, just a little force, the stick actually broke in response. Qin Ping was stunned for a moment, and looked at the hand in surprise, his eyes full of shock.

With a creak, the door was kicked open.

Before Qin Ping could react, the whole person was knocked to the ground by the door panel.

Bad comers?

Qin Ping was shocked and angry, and hurriedly got up from the ground.

Send an apprentice and you want to kill me?

Qin Ping snorted coldly in his heart, and saw a muscular rough man squeezing into the room, carrying a large bundle of animal skins in one hand.

In this world, the harsh living environment has created a super physical fitness for human beings. The bundle of animal skins was afraid of forty or fifty catties, and Liu Ming only carried it in his hand, but it seemed effortless.

"It's so slow to open the door, why don't you die! Oh, this is Uncle Gang's reward for you, you must finish it before sunset today, otherwise I won't let you eat and walk around!"

Liu Ming's expression was fierce, and his rough face was full of round eyes, like a beast about to eat people.

What's the situation?

Qin Ping was stunned for a moment, only to know that the "gorilla" in front of him didn't know nèi u at all, and dared Yuan Gang didn't take him seriously at all, but just sent a minion over to confirm his death?!

"Here you go!"

Liu Ming saw that Qin Ping was in a daze, a cunning look appeared in his eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he suddenly slammed the bundle of fifty catties of animal skin at Qin Ping with one arm.

If it was in normal times, Qin Ping would definitely be knocked to the ground on the spot, and he would be thankful that he would not be injured.

But now, Qin Ping has a new look, and now it is not what it used to be.

The success of taming the beast, the power of heaven and earth derives the power of wildness, and the hundreds of bones around the body are cleaned, the ears and eyes are clear, and the strength is even more soaring.

Just when the animal skin was smashed, Qin Ping's eyes suddenly froze, and a hand poked out, and the seemingly slender palm actually caught the animal skin steadily, his arm was straight, and he didn't move at all, very stable.

"...... you?!"

Liu Ming's expression froze, as if he was a ghost. Being able to catch a fifty-pound weight with one hand is a symbol of strength. How is it possible for this weak and unrestrained waste to do it?

"What is Yuan Gang? I'm Qin Ping's, it's not his turn to be benevolent and righteous!"

Qin Ping snorted coldly, his wrist trembled, and he was very satisfied with his current strength. Holding such a large bundle of animal skins in your hand feels like holding a feather duster.

"Bastard thing, Uncle Gang is kind-hearted, you dare to insult him?"

Liu Mingden was furious and had a fierce look on his face. Yuan Gang, the first soldier of the dignified Qinghu Division, Liu Ming's mentor, has an extremely respected position in his heart. Liu Ming would not allow others to speak insultingly, not to mention, he already hated Qin Ping in his heart.

With a loud shout, Liu Ming was fitting, like a crazy bear, wanting to knock Qin Ping to the ground and clean it up.

What about some strength? He was a warrior taught by Yuan Gang, one of the best fierce men among the younger generation of the tribe.

Liu Ming didn't take Qin Ping's progress in his eyes at all.

Since the other party didn't know, Qin Ping didn't plan to deal with it. Unexpectedly, this person is really too deceitful.

The clay figure still has three points of earthiness, and seeing that the other party is bullying him one after another, Qin Ping can no longer bear it in his heart.

"You're always making dough, take it and roll it for me!"

As he spoke, Qin Ping's arm shook, and the bundle of animal skins flew out of his hand, causing a roar and slamming into Liu Ming's chest.

Qin Ping clearly saw that the other party was roaring, a tongue in his mouth flicked, his whole body trembled, bent into a "C" shape, the burly body rose from the ground, flew out upside down at several times the speed of the pounce, and smashed on the muddy ground outside the house, vomiting blood in his mouth, rolling his eyes, and fainting.

Feeling the wild power surging in his body, Qin Ping snorted coldly, grabbed the animal skin bag on the ground and pinned it to his waist, and strode towards the outside of the house.

The sun is shining outside and the day is officially starting!

How about the King of Ancient Demon Beasts?