"Whew-"

Father Leng suddenly roared, and walked majestically in front of the two adult male lions, condescending and arrogant.

As if to say: "Even the son of this king can't be beaten, and he is worthy of being arrogant in front of this king?" ”

The two adult male lions, with frightened eyes, hurriedly got up from the ground and fled with the lionesses.

Among the same kind, there will also be cannibalism.

However, most of them will try to avoid casualties and run if they can.

And the victorious side, if not too brutal, will mostly let the other side go.

Little Curly Tail turned his head and glanced at his brother, looking unfinished and interested.

As long as my brother gives him a look, he will catch up and kill them!

Chu Xiaoye ignored him, his eyes flickering as he looked at the fleeing lions.

If it weren't for the dry season and food was really scarce, he wouldn't mind forming some teams to make the cold father lion group even stronger.

After all, there are already many powerful creatures of unknown origin in this grassland, and only by making the lions stronger can they have a better chance of survival.

It's a pity that at this time, it is difficult for them to survive even on their own, let alone add a group of lions with an astonishing appetite.

Even those powerful super lions will automatically split into small teams during this dry season when food is scarce, and go out to make a living.

Surviving this dry season is the key.

They have to keep looking for their prey.

There are also prey in the dry season, all of which are extremely tenacious prey, and the need for water is very small.

However, it's not easy to find.

Until dawn, they did not find a single prey.

A night of running around has exhausted them.

After returning to the camp.

Maya immediately ran to the cave, removed the branches that covered the cave, and screamed into the cave.

Soon, two small furry heads emerged from inside.

Both lion cubs are safe and sound.

But it was the warthog, slumped on the branches, and its mouth kept making a snorting sound, and seemed to be frightened.

Little Curly Tail climbed up the tree and took it down.

Father Leng and the lioness immediately lit up with their eyes and drooled.

However, after last night's incident, they no longer have the courage to play the prestige of their elders with these little things.

They started to get scared.

Animals have a natural fear of the strong.

Lions are no exception.

Father Leng turned his head and tried not to look at the wild boar.

He lay down in the shade of the bushes, his mouth open, and his mouth made a strange cry, and he looked pitiful, like a lonely old man whose children and grandchildren were unfilial and had no food or drink.

It's a pity that Chu Xiaoye and Little Curly Tail ignored him.

If he was left in another lions, when the son's strength was stronger than his father's, he would directly and unceremoniously expel him from the territory and let him fend for himself alone.

He didn't have any self-knowledge, but he dared to pretend to be pitiful, it was like an inch.

Seeing that they ignored him, Father Leng suddenly became a little worried.

He knew that from now on, he no longer had the strength to drive these two rebels out.

When the time comes, whoever goes out to wander may become him.

The survival rate of wandering male lions is extremely low, and nine times out of ten they will die, either by starvation or in battle.

He didn't want to die.

However, let him be a lion king, put down his body to please these two milky and dry guys, he can't do it!

He'd rather die than give in!

When the time comes, if these two rebels really want to be ruthless and drive him away, he will die in front of them, and he will be killed!

At this moment, he remembered Ral, who he had brutally driven away, and seemed to regret it a little.

Between father and son, do they really want to be like enemies, ruthless and unjust, and put each other to death?

Why can't we live in harmony, with the father loving and the son filial?

Father Leng found that his recent thoughts seemed to be a little too active and abnormal.

It turned out that he wouldn't think about it so much.

Is it because you're getting older?

Warthog, who had been scared all night, continued to dig a pit in the back.

It worked harder.

Chu Xiaoye didn't care about the fatigue of running around all night, and with a bow and arrow in his mouth, he asked Catherine to follow and came to the bushes behind.

Not far from the pit, he found a tree, and asked Catherine to tie the bow to the trunk with her help.

When he had tied it, he took a bag of arrows in his mouth, took one out of it, and put it on the bowstring with his mouth in Catherine's presence.

At the back of each arrow, there is a recessed card slot, so you can pull the string to shoot as long as the arrow is stuck on the bowstring.

Even if you don't touch the arrow, you can easily shoot it as long as you pull the string apart.

To compensate for the inconvenience of not having an arrow with his left hand, he also tied a small straight branch in the middle of the bow.

In this way, the head of the arrow can rest firmly on it.

However, since the bow cannot be moved, and the arrow is shot in the same direction, it is necessary to find the most suitable position.

And now, Chu Xiaoye just wanted Catherine to practice her bow and arrow first, and then find a position when she was proficient.

Catherine has a lot of strength and claws, making her best suited for archery.

Chu Xiaoye asked her to stand in front of the bow and arrow, and her eyes were wide open to look at it carefully.

He decided to rehearse it.

Although there are no claws, you can just use the gap between the soles of your feet to hold the arrow.

Many people think that archery requires the thumb to press the bowstring and the arrow hard, but in fact, most archery methods do not require the thumb to point the force, or even the thumb at all.

The most commonly used archery method is Mediterranean archery, which only needs to be stuck on the string, and then use the index finger and middle finger to gently hold the arrow, and no force is required.

The place where the force should be applied is to pull the strings.

In the old Mongolian archery, the thumb was used, but it was only sandwiched between the thumb and the index finger, and it was not held down by the thumb by mistake as in TV.

Therefore, the soles of the lion's feet can completely complete the action of archery.

Chu Xiaoye raised the right palm of his forelimb and clamped the arrow with the gap in the middle, his right palm bent slightly, and slowly pulled the string back.

Catherine stood aside, staring motionlessly.

She hadn't seen it before, and she didn't know what it was for.

However, as long as it is something he likes, she likes it.

She must learn!

Sharp arrows, aimed in the direction of the new trap.

The warthog was digging hard into the trap, its head full of the dried corpses of its companions in the storage room from last night, densely packed and lingering, and it was terrified.

It's cruel!

It's horrible!

Or run away?

It doesn't want to be dried and piled up there, it's just dead, miserable!

Just as its mind was shaken and it was thinking about whether to run away, it suddenly raised its head and looked at the big tree not far away.

The two lion cubs were hiding there, were they watching it?

Hum!

At such a distance, as long as the old pig turns around and quickly burrows into the bushes next to it, no matter how fast you are, you can't catch up with me!

"Whoa—"

"Smack!"

At this moment, something suddenly flew in front of him and stuck directly into a big tree behind it, and its tail trembled!

It's terrible fast!

It didn't even know what it was!

When it turned its head and looked at the thing that was deeply inserted into the trunk of the tree, its body trembled suddenly, and it almost scared to pee, and the little thought of running away in its heart disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The little curly tail, who was dozing not far away, suddenly jumped up with a "whoosh", and looked at the flying arrow that was still trembling with a frightened face!

And Catherine, who was standing beside Chu Xiaoye, was even more stunned by this magical and terrifying scene!

A thing like a small twig, after such a mess, has such terrifying speed and lethality?

She turned her head to look at the figure beside her.