When that sharp voice swept across the sky, the middle-aged man's expression became rich as if he heard the sound of heaven.

Subconsciously raised his eyes, and saw a feathered arrow slashing like a meteor, hitting a big black bird that was flying slowly in the sky.

The big black bird was frightened, croaked, and kept flapping its wings in the sky, trying to change its doom, but after struggling for a while, it still fell diagonally from the air with its feathered arrows.

The strange chirp was loud and distant in the mountains and forests.

But in his heart, it was as if he heard the blessing words of the mountain god.

I couldn't help but squint my eyes, blocking some of the sunlight with my eyelashes, and looking in the direction where the feather arrow was flying.

At this time, he seemed to be a different person, his eyes brightened, his heart beat warmly, and the whole person became vivid in an instant. If he still had the strength, he would have jumped up and cheered loudly.

He knew the miracle he had been waiting for had occurred.

Arrows are tools used by humans, and if a feathered arrow flies into the sky and shoots down its prey, it proves that someone is nearby, so there is an opportunity to entrust others to help them deliver the message.

The black bird, shot down by the feathered arrow, landed on the grass not far from him, and was struggling, the arrow piercing its neck accurately, but it did not kill it immediately, only blood flowed.

He was sure that the hunter who shot the arrow would soon appear in front of him, his last hope to fulfill his duty.

In his excitement, he took the moment to glance at the struggling black bird.

It was a common croaking bird, and it was also a common meat food for the Wu people, and he also had the dried meat made of this bird on his body.

This bird is shaped like a turtle dove, and its body is larger than that of a turtle dove, stretching out about five feet long, and it is called a quack because it makes a "quack" sound.

Because its meat is delicious, it is even more delicious when grilled, and there are many such birds, so it is a common food on the table of the Wu people.

The croaking bird was on the grass, struggling to take off again, but its neck was broken, and it couldn't raise its head, and naturally it couldn't fly high into the blue sky again.

Looking at the struggling appearance of the croaking bird, the middle-aged man thought of his current self and felt that he was a struggling croaking bird, although he wanted to fly into the blue sky again, but he no longer had this ability.

This made his expression a little gloomy.

But this emotion is only a flash in an instant, and now this croaking bird brings him not despair, but hope, making his mood like a white cloud in the blue sky, with a kind of brightness.

The mountain god really appeared, and asked him to wait for a miracle, and this miracle would bring wings to that message, and fly where it should go.

Enduring the pain in his flesh, he turned his head excitedly and looked around, hoping to see the human figure, but saw nothing. On the contrary, because of this action, there were more beads of sweat on his forehead, which shone slightly in the sun.

The middle-aged man gasped softly, stopped this useless action, avoided losing more physical strength, just turned his head sideways, pressed his ears to the ground, and quietly listened to the sound coming from the mountain forest.

After a while, there was a gentle vibration in the distance, which slowly became clearer and clearer, and it sounded like someone running quickly in the mountain forest.

The mountain breeze stirred the grass and shook it slightly in front of me. A look of joy appeared on his face, and his expression was a little excited, this is the time when dreams come true, the news will not disappear because of this, and he will not become a sinner of the Wu Clan.

Looking for prestige, his eyes suddenly widened, and then he narrowed his eyes again, and his mouth opened slightly, looking a little frightened. At the same time, a faint white light flashed on his body, and he was on guard.

In the direction of his eyes, in a dense jungle on the hillside, a mountain beast the size of a goat suddenly sprang out.

The beast's head was similar to that of a dog, with small fangs sticking out of its mouth, a short red whisker on its jaw, black hair around its eyes, and two horns and ears. Except for the red head, the rest of the body is long black hair, with a thin tail that dances like a powerful and dexterous whip.

He knew the beast, so he was frightened.

This goat-sized mountain beast looks harmless to humans and animals, but it is actually a real beast, and when it grows up, it will be more than two zhang long and one zhang high, and it is extremely fierce.

This mountain beast is called the thunder beast, which grows to a certain number of years and can change by itself, with a total of four grades of gold, silver, copper and iron, and is characterized by hair loss at that time. Now the whole body has black hair, it is a young beast, it belongs to the iron level, the whole body becomes red is the bronze level, and the silver level coat color is white, and when it turns gold, it has reached its peak, and it is a gold-level thunder beast.

Its two right angles will also change according to the color of the coat, only the red of the head will not change, as the level increases, the red will become more and more vivid, which is the symbol of the beastmaster in the mountains and forests.

A fierce mountain beast like the Thunder Beast was rare in the depths of the mountain forest, and he didn't expect one to appear here. So subconsciously hold your breath and use your magic power, because if you are targeted by a beast, the final outcome is death, not to mention that you are still an incapacitated person.

The Thunderbeast is characterized by its natural strength, sharp teeth, claws and tail behind it are its attack weapons, and the most powerful is a pair of horns, which can not only stab people to death, but also release thunder and lightning attacks. As the level increases, it can be invulnerable, and it is born with extremely high intelligence, and after being promoted to the silver level, it will be called a demon beast.

The mountain beast, known as the demon beast in the Wu Clan, has its own talent and can manipulate the elements in nature to attack, just like the witch people's magic power. The thunder beast is born with gold, not only is its body extremely strong, but the thunder and lightning attack is also its means of dominating the mountains and forests.

After the thunder beast escaped from the mountain forest, it did not rush in his direction, but turned back to the mountain forest behind him, screamed softly a few times, and then turned his head to look at the sky in the distance indifferently, his expression was like an emperor in the mountain forest.

When he was extremely nervous, a young witch boy wearing a short black furry animal skin robe, a pair of animal skin boots, and a strong leg exposed, came out of the forest briskly.

The boy walked up the hillside and took a stand beside the thunderbeast, looking up at the sky and the mountains in the distance.

The mountain wind blew, and the boy's long black hair fluttered.

He swept away the strand of black hair that blew in front of his eyes, glanced around, discerned the direction, and then shouted merrily, like a gust of wind, in the direction where he was lying.

He lay down the hillside, behind a grove of bushes, and not far away was a croaking bird with an arrow, still struggling, but the strength was getting smaller and smaller, which meant that death was getting closer and closer.

The thunderbeast barked softly, and like a faithful dog, it rushed after the witch boy.

From a distance, the boy was about fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was nearly seven feet tall, tall and sturdy compared to his peers, but still within the range of the Wu people's approval. Because the Wu people are born tall, eight feet is a common height, and one zhang is not unusual, plus the Wu people practice witchcraft, so the Wu people are born warriors.

Maybe it's spring, or hunting, archery, and running. The young man withdrew his right hand from the simple animal skin robe, the sleeves hanging from his waist, and half of his muscular arms and shoulders were exposed, as if he did not feel the cold of early spring.

A long black hair was draped behind him, just pricked indiscriminately with mountain vines and a beast tooth, making the hair look a little unkempt, and a few strands of black hair flew on the face from time to time, invisibly adding a bit of wildness and wildness.

The boy carried a birch bow on his back, and on the right side of his waist carried an animal-skin quiver, in which about twenty or thirty wooden arrows were inserted. On the left is a rattan basket, and some green plants are exposed in the basket, I don't know if they are herbs or wild vegetables.

In his broad hand, he held a bone spear.

The length of the bone spear, close to his height, with a slight arc at the top, was made of the ribs of some huge mountain beast.

The boy's running posture is agile and free, and it can be seen that he is a person who has lived in the mountains and forests for many years. There should be a certain amount of magic power on the body, so the steps seem light and calm. Deftly jumped over a few rocks and bushes, and ran quickly towards him in a straight line.

He squinted at the boy's running footsteps and the strength of his muscular body, so he could be sure that the boy was a sorcerer-level hunter. This surprised him a little, because it was rare to be a skilled hunter in the mountains and forests after many years of hunting at such a young age.

Two-legged people rarely can outrun the four-legged mountain beast, and the thunder beast rushed to the front with the boy's body, turning around and yelling at the young man. The boy laughed and cursed, slowed down, and walked leisurely on the green grass.

Like an arrow, the thunder beast scurried to the croaking bird that was still fluttering on the ground, picked up the croaking bird in one mouthful, and ran towards the young man, the running posture was very proud and coquettish, and there was a little bit of flattery.

With a smile, the young man said a few words, took the croaking bird from the thunder beast's mouth, and patted the thunder beast's head affectionately. The thunder beast happily rubbed on the boy's body, looking very affectionate.

Seeing this scene, he was a little nervous when he saw the beast just now, and he became relaxed.

He knew that the hunters in the mountains would have some skills in repelling insects and controlling beasts, raising some fierce mountain beasts to guard their homes and yards, or to ride animals.

Although the herbivorous mountain beast is docile, it is not suitable for nursing homes. The mountain people train and raise mountain beasts to hunt with them, and sometimes they have to fight with people, so they raise fierce mountain beasts to cope with this situation.

When people in the mountains raise mountain beasts, most of them are tied up, and they are afraid that the wild attacks of mountain beasts will suddenly break out and hurt people. Moreover, this kind of mountain beast can only be controlled by hunters who train them, and no one has ever raised high-level mountain beasts, and they are free-range at will.

Although this thunder beast is young, it is not a problem to take down an adult with all its might, and the thunder beast has a violent personality and is easily stimulated, and it is common for the thunder beast to suddenly have wild attacks, which is the reason why the thunder beast is rarely raised.

Although he didn't understand why the boy could raise thunder beasts like this, this was not the focus of his attention. His concern was to ask the boy to come to his side, let him tell the boy the important news, and then the boy would pass on the news.

He opened his mouth and shouted a few times: "Little brother, little brother!"

Because of his strength, his voice seemed to be light and fluttering, and even he felt that as soon as the shout came out of his mouth, it was blown away by the wind, and he looked so weak.

The boy was carrying his prey, and the thunder beast was about to walk along the hillside in the other direction, when he heard a slight, somewhat faint cry, coming from the mountain wind.

He immediately threw away the croaking bird in his hand, clenched the bone spear in both hands, and shouted in the direction from which the shout came: "Who?