Ye Haotian didn't see the reaction of the barbarian men in the tribe, the moment he turned around, his hand was already on the handle of the black long knife, and when he saw the appearance of the big yellow dog, his pupils shrank slightly, and his heart beat a beat violently.

The huge yellow dog in front of him was obviously not an ordinary hunting dog, it was a war mastiff that could hunt tigers and leopards, and his intuition told Ye Haotian that its true combat strength should not be lower than that of a martial artist in the early stage of the Three Realms, and the strength of the rush was enough to easily knock him down in an instant.

Whose dog is this? Ye Haotian thought in his heart, but before he could shout, Baliang suddenly screamed and pounced on the big yellow dog.

"Eight taels ......"

Ye Haotian was shocked, he didn't understand how the black cat, who had always liked sneak attacks, suddenly changed his sex, and dared to fight head-on with a war mastiff that was more ferocious than a tiger and a leopard.

The stone road was dusty, the sand and stones were splashed, the four thick claws of the big yellow dog ploughed out the ravines on the ground, and the big mouth of the blood basin continued to open and close, each time it was aimed at the body of the black cat, turning, grabbing, pounced, and the strong wind brought up when biting was like a huge wave in the sea, and the sound was terrifying.

Eight taels of thin body around the big yellow dog dodged left and right, like a lonely boat in the waves, always avoiding the opponent's attack at the most dangerous time, and while dodging, its sharp little claws will grab the big yellow dog from an incredible angle, provoking it to scream again and again, with a more ruthless offensive to launch a counterattack.

Ye Haotian watched from the sidelines in horror, this was the first time he had seen it fight with its opponent since Baliang recovered from his illness, and it was also known for its fierce and belligerent mastiff.

A dog and a cat hit the grass on the side from the road, and from the grass to the road, slowly, Ye Haotian's heart relaxed. He found that although the yellow-haired war mastiff was fierce, its speed was far less than that of eight taels, and in just a moment, patches of red spots appeared on its golden hair, and the corner of its left eye was also scratched by eight taels, and the blood shook all over the ground with the shaking of its head, and even the sound of barking changed.

At this time, Ye Haotian heard footsteps behind him, and more than a dozen barbarian strong men with a height of two meters stared at them with big eyes and surprised faces.

Seeing that Baliang gradually gained the upper hand, Ye Haotian felt proud for a while, and couldn't help but smile on his face, and shouted in his mouth: "Come on, Baliang, kill it!" ”

Hearing Ye Haotian's voice, a barbarian boy with short hair, a beast tooth earring hanging from his left ear, slightly dark skin, and bare feet walked up to him and asked, "This black cat is yours?"

"yes. Ye Haotian turned his head to look at him, and said excitedly: "How is it, amazing, right?"

The barefoot barbarian nodded again and again: "It's amazing, even rhubarb can bite, it's too powerful." As he spoke, he gave a thumbs up.

"Haha......" Ye Haotian laughed happily twice, suddenly remembered something, and exclaimed: "This war mastiff, it won't be raised by you, right?"

The barefoot barbarian shook his head.

"Is it from your tribe?"

The barefoot barbarian nodded and said, "Yes." ”

The expression on Ye Haotian's face suddenly became unnatural, and he still understood the reason for beating the dog to see the owner, "Then, what should I do? Hurry up, call its owner and let it stop, I'll ......let my cat stop too."

Ye Haotian didn't finish speaking, he heard the big yellow dog let out a miserable scream, ran towards the distance with his tail between his legs, and jumped up violently, as fast as a black lightning bolt on the ground, and when it fell, the two front paws scratched the root of the big yellow dog's tail fiercely.

There was silence all around, and all the barbarians seemed to be stunned by what they saw, and one by one opened their mouths wide, their eyes widened, and with a click, the hunting fork in the hand of a barbarian fell to the ground.

Ba Liang did not give up the chase, remembering the habit of this little guy not giving up without killing the other party when he chased and killed the beast for several days, Ye Haotian was shocked, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't chase, Ba Liang, come back!"

Baliang didn't disappoint Ye Haotian after all, he stopped after running out for dozens of meters, and then suddenly turned around, returned at a faster speed than when he was chasing, and climbed down Ye Haotian's thigh to his shoulder.

Ye Haotian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to hold Baliang in his arms, and was about to praise it for a few words, but before the words could be spoken, the expression on his face suddenly froze. He saw that Baliang's eyes turned golden again!

......

A gust of wind blew, Ye Haotian suddenly smelled a pungent smell of blood, he slowly raised his head, and saw a woman appear on the mountain road a hundred meters away.

It was a tall barbarian girl, she carried a large axe in her hand, a brown bear on her shoulder, and the bright sunlight sprinkled on her blood-stained body, like a female god of war on the ancient battlefield, exuding a vigorous and wild wild beauty.

Seeing the barbarian girl, the surrounding barbarians all exclaimed and surrounded her, the girl didn't pay attention to the barbarians who came up, just threw the brown bear on her shoulder to the ground, and walked straight towards Ye Haotian.

Behind her, followed by the bloodied golden mastiff.

As the barbarian girl approached, her appearance and body shape gradually became clear in Ye Haotian's sight.

According to the book, barbarian women have strength that is not inferior to that of men, they have rough skin, ugly appearance, long black hair on their arms and legs, and speak as rough as men, even if some are occasionally a little better-looking, but it is difficult to describe it with the word 'beauty'.

The girl in front of her is completely different from what is described in the book.

She wore a scarlet bust suit, her legs were straight and powerful, her wheat-colored skin shone satin-like in the sun, and her bare lower abdomen was flat and smooth, tight and delicate.

Her chestnut curls were scattered over her shoulders, and under her brown-red moon eyebrows were a pair of smart dark green eyes, her nose was round and plump, her lips were slightly thick, and the lines of her face were as delicate as a knife. Because she had just returned from the hunt, she was covered in mud and blood, and she looked a little embarrassed, but it did not give people a feeling of dirtiness, on the contrary, it gave her a unique wild beauty.

The girl had a mountain-like totem painted on her forehead, the big axe in her hand was at least seventy or eighty pounds, the blade of the wheel-sized axe was stained with blood, she was wearing a pair of animal skin hunting boots on her feet, and she was standing in front of Ye Haotian nearly ten centimeters taller than him.

"My rhubarb, you injured you?"

The girl spoke, her voice was a little cold, but it was not unpleasant, but the aura emanating from her body gave birth to a sense of oppression in Ye Haotian's heart that only appeared when facing the powerhouses of the Four Realms.

The powerhouse of the Four Realms, how old is she?

Ye Haotian looked at her in surprise.