Seeing Liu Junting walking away, Ye Feng immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly walked a few steps away from this guy, as if he would drag him on. (Book House)

Along the way, he came to the paddy fields to see the progress of the people's land reclamation.

"Everyone, stop, Ye Feng is back!"

A clansman who was weeding saw Ye Feng and hurriedly shouted to the clansmen.

When the clansmen heard this, they hurriedly stopped what they were doing, looked at him with their heads up, and waited for his lecture.

Ye Feng hurriedly waved his hand and said, "You don't have to do this, continue to do you, I'm here for a spin!" ”

Hearing this, the people went on with their work.

Ye Feng carried his hands behind his back, as if a landlord and old fortune were inspecting his tenants to work, and walked around.

Deep in a forest, Bit and Carlo are surrounding a trap, smiles on their faces.

The job of taking care of children is not easy, and the Xingyue tribe will not produce the ingredients needed by this large group of children, and they must obtain them themselves.

Even if you get it yourself, the food standard of that group of children is not lower than that of the Xingyue tribe, which has to make the two of them get up early and go into the jungle to search for prey.

"Carlo, this hunting method of the Xingyue tribe is really good, we don't need to chase it, it will get in on its own!"

Bit pointed to the bighorn deer in the trap and said excitedly.

Being able to easily harvest the prey, Carlo was naturally excited, and he said with a smile: "Yes, you see this deer is so fat, we don't have to come out in two days!" ”

Bit agreed with this sentence very much, he nodded and said, "yes, let's quickly lift it up, let's go back!" ”

So saying, he took a rope from his waist with his left hand, and with a wooden stick in his right hand, he kicked it up and jumped down.

"Yo Yo!"

When the bighorn deer saw a man jumping down, it was already terrified, and in the instinct of survival, it raised its head and waved its proud horns.

As the best hunter of his tribe, how could Bit be hit by the big horns of the bighorn deer, I saw that after he jumped down, as soon as his feet touched the ground, he immediately squatted, without letting his head come into contact with the big horns of this deer.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the wooden club in his right hand swung out and struck the slender front leg of the bighorn deer.

He wanted to break his leg with a stick, but the thigh of the bighorn deer was so thin and had to run at high speed, so it was very hard, how could it be so easy to break.

When the stick touched its thigh, Bit felt his jaw tingle, and the stick in his hand could barely grip it.

But fortunately, such a blow caused a heavy blow to its thigh, and the bighorn deer immediately lost its center of gravity and fell to the ground.

But even so, the bighorn deer still did not give up resistance, and a pair of large antlers kept waving on the top of Bit's head.

Peter hurriedly threw the stick and rope in his hand to the ground, and grabbed its big horn with one hand.

Immediately, the humeral muscles on his arm suddenly burst out, and as soon as his wrist was forced, he only heard a click, and the two big antlers were broken off by him.

A bighorn deer that has lost its antlers is like a tiger that has lost its claws and teeth, completely losing its resistance.

Actually, Bit didn't need such a hassle and effort at all, he could have stood on the top of the pit and stabbed him to death with a spear, or installed a spike at the bottom of the pit.

But the two did not dare to do so, because in this forest, there were hunters like them.

They will smell the smell of blood, and they will be able to find them from a distance, and then they will be in danger.

The weapons they use are not like the metal weapons of the Xingyue tribe, but primitive and backward stone tools, and they are not superior in numbers, and they will die in vain when they encounter the top hunters in these forests.

Therefore, for the sake of their lives, they have to be so cautious.

"Carlo, hurry up and pull it up!" Soon, Bit tied the bighorn deer tightly.

The two worked together to get the bighorn deer to the trap.

"Whew! I'm so tired, I didn't expect this prey to be so heavy enough for us and the kids to eat for days! ”

Bit wiped his sweat and said.

Carlo smiled and said, "Yes, while it's still early, let's carry it back quickly!" ”

The two found a thicker branch around them, strung it between the four hooves of the bighorn deer, and carried it towards the tribe.

Halfway down the road, a huge beehive blocked their way.

When Bit saw the honeycomb, his face changed slightly, and he said: "We must bypass this thing, otherwise we will be bitten by the insects inside, it will be very painful, and some of them will be poisonous, and it will kill people!" ”

Carlo nodded, and in his old memory, there was a man who had bitten the worm to death.

As a last resort, the two men carried the bighorn deer around a long distance, and finally returned to the tribe before dark.

A fat bighorn deer like this, placed in their former tribe, would definitely shock all the tribesmen.

But in the Xingyue Tribe, such a prey only caused the clansmen of the Xingyue tribe to glance at it lightly, and then there was no then, just do what you want.

Cut, this point of prey, is not more than half of the tribal hunting party.

This is the unanimous idea.

The two secretly marveled at themselves, lamenting the wealth that the years have not fallen.

The two of them put down the bighorn deer, and now they went down to the tribe, and the two of them could finally slaughter it boldly and with confidence.

However, at this time, the unexpected happened.

As soon as the grape of the bighorn deer hit the ground, it immediately struggled to death, staring desperately at its four hooves.

Neither of them took a break along the way, and now they put the bighorn deer down, and they really wanted to catch their breath, but they didn't expect the bighorn deer to struggle so violently, and they were caught off guard, and both of them were kicked to the ground by their hard hooves.

Perhaps the jolting along the way loosened the rope that bound the bighorn deer's hooves slightly, and after a few dying struggles in this corner, the ropes were kicked apart by it.

"Not good!" The two of them were lying on the ground, their faces changed.

"Yo Yo!"

With a roar, the bighorn deer crawled up from the ground, slashed its slender four legs, and scurried back and forth through the walls of the tribe at an alarming speed.

When the tribesmen saw this crazy bighorn deer, their faces changed, and they hurriedly dodged, for fear of being knocked down by this deer.

Bit's hand covered the chest of the bighorn deer kicked, endured the severe pain, struggled to get up on the ground, and looked at the crazy bighorn deer with a dead face.

Carlo was lying on the ground, and his face was also very unsightly.

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