Lin Feng only moved forward a little, and the bird swooped down and rushed towards him, its sharp claws slashing across his clothes and tearing a gap, and then rushing back again after flying away.

As if it was playing tricks on Lin Feng, this falcon used its claws to constantly slash through Lin Feng's scars, but it didn't continue to make some more meaningful attacks.

Blocking with his hands Although Lin Feng knew that this falcon was playing tricks with him, it was still a desperate battle for him, and his arm was also finding the only time when he was blocking.

With a punch, the falcon exposed its wings without the slightest defense, and hit the wings just in time, causing its flight trajectory to change and fall not far away.

Fell to the ground and struggled a few times, one of the falcon's wings was broken and a lot of feathers were lost, and when he saw Lin Feng coming, he called a few times, wanting to use this to intimidate him not to move forward.

However, Lin Feng, who was sure that this falcon was not too threatening, would not be frightened by this sound, and he was even happier when he saw this falcon's embarrassed appearance, the size of this falcon was much smaller than those beasts, but it was five times larger than the normal size.

Pick up a stone from the ground and smash it the falcon's wings, which were already injured because of the attack, and the wings that were intact with their screams fluttered hard.

Unable to move when he fell to the ground, it was clear that one of the falcon's legs had been broken.

Ignoring its struggles and attacks, Lin Feng was not so kind as to let go of a prey that had caused him a lot of wounds, and there was no need to deliberately look for it for dinner today.

The sharp corner of the stone was smashed heavily on the falcon's head, oozing blood, and the falcon no longer struggled, I don't know if it was dead, Lin Feng used the surrounding weeds to tie it firmly, lifted its neck and walked back, not caring that the smell of blood would attract the beast.

[Survival Skill: Kill, Unlocked (1/10)] [Rating: G-]

After smashing this falcon, Lin Feng had such a message in front of his eyes, the black handwriting was still a little scribbled, of course, it was more of this strange killing feeling, and there was a special sense of proficiency between the waves, and looking at this falcon, he knew the weakness and life and death of the other party.

A special ability seemed to be imprinted in the body's instincts, and Lin Feng could truly feel the existence of this ability, instead of just feeling that he could use it like before.

These are two different concepts, one means that you have the ability completely, and the other means that you have the ability but only have the right to use it and no other permissions.

He grabbed the stone and slammed it on the falcon's neck a few times, until he was sure that the falcon was too dead to die, and then gave up the idea of continuing the attack.

However, the neck of the falcon was no longer the same, and the same place where it was smashed was already a blur of flesh and blood, that is, a piece of bone was barely linked, and the feathers fell to the ground.

I found a few sticks and turned the wooden sticks like primitive people, and the constant friction caused the black sawdust to appear from the place of contact, but the appearance of the sawdust did not make the wood burn.

Just a breeze blew out the slightest trace of sparks and white smoke that had appeared, and I was a little disappointed but I could only continue like this, blocking the wind with my body and continuing the rotation of the stick.

The flames did not disappoint Lin Feng this time, the sparks burned slightly in the sawdust, and Lin Feng carefully put them in the haystack, and after a few breaths, they burned violently.

Being put on the ground and putting the wood away, this pile of flames can be said to be the result of Lin Feng's efforts for several hours, if it is accidentally extinguished, then he definitely does not have the patience to do it again.

Plucked this falcon, the gray but with a good luster of the feathers were picked out and put in a pile, Lin Feng didn't know why he did this, but wasn't it boring.

Plucking bird feathers is divided into types, and it is still important to find some fun to pass the time before the chicken wings are done, and Lin Feng can see some slight shaking in this half-human-tall grass.

He could clearly feel that there was no wind blowing from a distance around him, so this shaking could only be something quietly moving in the distance, using the stone he picked up as a weapon, which was at least much better than his bare hands, not to mention who was coming and who his intentions Lin Feng didn't know at all.

As the smell of barbecue continued to spread, the animal hidden in the half-human-tall grass was also constantly speeding up its own pace, this animal was already getting closer and closer to the grass where Lin Feng was staying, and it almost poked out its head to tell Lin Feng what it was.

Lifting the stone, Lin Feng had already decided to smash it with the stone the moment this animal probe, no matter what kind of creature it was, at least the creatures in this world were food.

A fist-sized mouse's head poked out of the grass, and before it could rush over and pounce on the roast, a stone had already smashed its head with blood, and smashed it squarely on the neck to stun the mouse, and then disemboweled it with the falcon's claws.

That pair of sharp claws is obviously the nemesis of this kind of mouse, but these two are caught by Lin Feng, and the sharp claws Lin Feng can be used as a small dagger when he transforms it, but only the head is sharp and only has such a curved shape.

There was no blade on the side, but it was enough for Lin Feng, and the skill of killing when this mouse was declared dead also increased a little bit.

I didn't get any new comprehension and things, and I didn't know what would happen to this skill in the end, so I took this charred roasted wing off the fire, and there were still a lot of uncooked parts of the stiff meat, of course, even if it was cooked, it basically became charcoal black.

It can only be said that the craftsmanship is not enough and there is no way to complain about something else, and after enduring this unpalatable taste, Lin Feng has decided not to make any strange attempts, and he does not have to think about the next time he has this experience.

Until the end, this roasted wing, which is a layer on the surface, was eaten, and the other blood-red places were re-erected on top of the fire to continue to grill, of course, this time Lin Feng was sitting in front of the fire and staring.

Turning the wooden stick in his hand, he was afraid that he would accidentally burn this already unpalatable thing again.

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