The blade-toothed tiger was smashed, and expressed his anger with great anger, and after getting up and eating a few strands of meat on the lynx's bones, he didn't even leave, and continued to guard Wang Yang.

Sure enough, the battle for territory is a constant topic for the ages.

In the face of several intruders like Wang Yang, it had to go all out to eradicate it, otherwise its future food sources would be divided.

Wang Yang couldn't help but be furious when he saw that it was hungry and wanted to defend itself.

"I%*#¥, you're too ruthless!"

Without thinking too much, Wang Yang himself began to eat, no matter what, the most important thing in a protracted battle is to eat enough and preserve his strength.

Such a stalemate went straight to noon.

I never saw people come to look for him, Wang Yang was also dead, dragging his tired body, leaning on the trunk of a tree, listening to the sounds of animals in the forest in the shady autumn breeze, and there was a sense of physical and mental relaxation.

He understood that this was not a real feeling, but just an illusion from the subconscious mind that wanted to rest himself.

But if you want to sleep here, don't try to sleep too well.

Under the tree, the blade-toothed tiger hid behind a big tree, it was scared by Wang Yang's smashing, especially once it smashed its eyes, which made it hurt for a long time, and had to be guarded.

But its head was always facing Wang Yang, and it pretended to sleep with its eyes closed.

Wang Yang looked at it helplessly, and suddenly remembered the story of the butcher and the wolf, and the wolf in the story also pretended to sleep, but the clever was mistaken by the clever and was killed by the butcher.

At the end of the conclusion, he also pointed out incisively: "The wolf is also ruthless, and it is killed in an instant, how much is the deceit of the beast?" Laughing in vain. ”

It is said that wolves are also very cunning, but they are hung up in an instant, and how many tricks are there of beasts? It's just a joke.

When Wang Yang read this, he was fascinated and thought about learning to be a butcher one day.

But having said that, it would be too dangerous to do, and no matter what the butcher said, he still had a butcher's knife in his hand, and he had nothing.

Thinking that he was very likely to become a negative textbook in the textbook, Wang Yang also thought of a way.

"I also pretend to sleep, and when the blade-toothed tiger sees me sleeping, he may leave to hunt."

Wang Yang thought about it and closed his eyes as a matter of course.

The moment he closed his eyes, many chaotic scenes appeared in his mind, imagining that the blade-toothed tiger left, he seized the opportunity to escape, and then a thunderbolt struck, and he returned to the modern era.

Just as he was making a big show in history and becoming a professional professor because of this experience, the audience suddenly applauded thunderously, and an angry roar woke him up.

He opened his eyes, and the dim light sprinkled over the branches and leaves, gilded with a layer of golden light, and geese flew south, through the red sunset, and sailed to the horizon.

The light was obviously very soft, but it was so dazzling at this moment, Wang Yang only felt that his eyes were sour and astringent, and there was a faint pain, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

Nothing to say, a typical sign of sleep deprivation.

"I actually fell asleep......"

Wang Yang sighed, and sure enough, his subconscious was still strong, and he actually tricked and coaxed himself to sleep.

He lowered his head, and the blade-toothed tiger was under the tree, smirking as if to say, "Don't think that if you close your eyes, I won't know you're pretending to be asleep......"

Wang Yang ignored it anymore, stretched his waist, his neck was stiff and painful, twisted, and sighed.

He looked at the mole with a thigh left in his hand and took a bite.

"Roar!"

The blade-toothed tiger below screamed, staring at the last bit of mole. It seems that it really endured hunger and watched over itself for a day.

Seeing that the blade-toothed tiger's eyes were about to fall out, Wang Yang's mood finally relaxed a lot, and the pale and tasteless fishy meat also became more flavorful, eating with relish, chewing very loudly, smacking his lips from time to time, and a series of admiration.

"This is the best in the world......"

"This meat should only be in heaven......"

"My mouth is three catties of meat......"

Wang Yang screamed in an extremely shameless manner, looking as funny as he wanted.

But the blade-toothed tiger below was even more uncomfortable, and the saliva kept swallowing, and some of it was still flowing down the grinning mouth.

Wang Yang ate his thighs and felt that he was not so hungry, so he kept his calves, he didn't dare to eat them all, who knew how many days the blade-toothed tiger could be hungry.

After eating, it becomes a boring time again.

Wang Yang was not idle, he climbed to a very high place, and used a stone cone to cut a three-meter-long branch little by little.

He wanted to make a fork out of the twig and get the hairs and bone spurs up.

This process is very troublesome, but he is idle anyway, so he slowly cuts little by little.

It didn't take long for it to get dark.

Beneath the surface of the forest, there are manic hearts that are hidden, and at night, they are like waking up from a dream and waking up.

Yes, the forest is lively, and the beasts stage one soap opera after another in the dark.

It's a pity that this film is so bad, most of the time it is silent, and it only waits until death comes, and then it screams in despair.

Wang Yang also gradually adapted to the restless night, and did his own thing very calmly.

It's just that he is not willing to be lonely, and while chopping branches, he throws stones, which makes the blade-toothed tiger cry twice in anger and frighten other animals.

"Dude, do you want to hear my story? The two of us are quite familiar with each other, so there is no need to face each other in life and death. The king raised his head and threw a stone over.

"Roar~"

He was only responded to with a roar.

"Looks like you don't want to hear it."

Wang Yang smiled, walked around the trunk of the tree with both hands, grabbed the branch at the other end, and folded it hard.

"簌簌簌~"

He snapped the branch off.

This branch is three meters long, with many branches, and the branches and leaves are not too affected by autumn, and they are quite dense, and it will always hook other branches when pulled over, which really takes a lot of work.

After finally pulling it over, he groped in the dark, and he could fold and fold along the fork, throwing away the cumbersome branches that were connected to the leaves, and if he couldn't break them, he continued to cut them little by little.

It's not a lot of work, but it's a lot of patience, and most people can find it boring.

But Wang Yang wouldn't, and it took him several hours to finally make the branches into bare sticks before the sky was slightly light.

Then he broke the thinner part of the tip of the branch, leaving a three-centimeter opening, and then used a stone cone to break through the middle of the plane to make a four-centimeter slit.

With that done, he looked at the Bladetooth Tiger.

The guy had been smashed several times during the night, and had already taken refuge behind the big tree behind him, which was ten meters away from here.

So Wang Yang began to slowly descend the tree.

Holding a stone cone in one hand and a branch in the other, he descended to a point of about three meters and stopped. Looking at the reaction of the Bladetooth Tiger, the Bladetooth Tiger also knew that this distance was not enough to deliver a fatal blow, so he didn't move, wanting to wait for Wang Yang to completely get off the tree.

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