The red clouds hung in the sky of the western wilderness, the sun forever hid behind the clouds and emitted a scorching heat, the air on the earth was distorted and deformed under the heat, like the air flow on a furnace, and the walls as bright red as the sky blocked the view of the peak.

Slowly retracting his gaze, behind the wall is the outside world, he can only look at the wall with the boy who has not become a warrior, fantasizing about the things outside, but the boy in the western wilderness fantasizes that he can one day become a tribal warrior and walk out of the gang, and he wants to hide in the narrow. Find your true self in a cramped room.

The huge wooden houses, the walls that peeled off to reveal the red grains of sand, the sturdy slave girls busy at their doors, and the occasional tribal warrior who walked by proudly, made a vivid picture of everything that made him, an outsider, look at everything here with a scrutinizing eye.

Walking along the gravel path of tribal garbage and animal droppings, occasionally avoiding the strange-looking domestic animals that greeted him, his heart was no longer as surprised as he had been a month ago, and he nodded indifferently to everyone who greeted him, probably as he had shown in his dream, not wanting others to notice the panic and confusion in his heart.

A breeze blew from behind him, stirring the hot air flow around him, Gao Feng avoided the dirty palm for the first time, turned his head to see a teenager the same size as him, with yellow hair and two front teeth, the young man looked ordinary, without Gao Feng's violent and fierce temperament, the only thing that can make people look up is that the young man's smart eyes are a little more vivid and energetic, which is different from the numbness and desolation of the wilderness people.

"Three-paws, let's go together. I heard that no, Kuitu is going to take out the slave girl of the Great Elder and sell it ......, but unfortunately I don't have horns, otherwise I must choose a ...... with a big ass. ”

Self-familiar, the boy ignored the indifference of the three claws, and talked about all the things that the teenager was interested in, Gao Feng never spoke easily as before, to avoid saying too much and losing it, maybe the previous owner of this body was a silent guy, and the boy didn't care, but Gao Feng was extremely disgusted with this dirty, yellow-toothed guy in his heart, and even more disgusted with his topic, the slave girl.

The aesthetic concept of the wilderness people is different from that of Gao Feng, they like strong women, and the closer they get to bears, they also like it, only strong women can give birth to healthy boys, and only survive in the barren land of the western wilderness.

Gao Feng has always believed that if the woman in the wilderness transcends the realm of the bear and reaches the category of the pig, she must be the dream goddess of the entire wilderness man, so here, the more burly, the more robust the woman who is like a man, the higher the value, fortunately, the three claws have never seen their mother since they were children, otherwise Gao Feng doesn't know how to face his burly mother?

"Big Claw got into the stone's nest yesterday and got his most beloved slave girl, today the stone went to find the black claw theory, and the black claw gave him twenty baskets of sand date noodles, three claws, you can also try, anyway, you are the son of the black claw, even if you are caught, there is a black claw ......."

"Shut up, shut up, don't mention these ...... to me." Gao Feng finally couldn't help it, and reprimanded this young man called Huoya, he didn't want to behave differently here, it didn't mean to accept a slave girl who didn't care about her appearance and figure except for being strong.

Huoya shut up a little aggrieved, the previous three claws were not like this, like other teenagers, secretly ran to other people's roofs to see alternative battles that could make them blood gush, many times Gao Feng pulled him away, otherwise he wouldn't have thought about these things all day long, what's wrong with the three claws?

Gao Feng didn't know that his strange behavior had aroused suspicion, and at this moment they had arrived at the martial arts arena, a place where they trained their combat skills, and in front of them, there were already hundreds of teenagers and children of different ages studying, and in the midst of immature shouts, swords and spears carved from wood were waving in the red sand and dust in the sky.

Gao Feng and Huoya didn't get involved, and walked straight into the big house of the martial arts arena, which could accommodate hundreds of people to kneel and sit, and was one of the largest buildings in the tribe, with huge logs supporting the wide hall, and on the logs carved elephant-shaped villains wielding weapons in battle.

The hall is not elegant, in fact rough and majestic, the old wood is colorful, with countless years of history accumulated vicissitudes and precipitation, many places have old gaps and muddy and black stains, proving that this place has also suffered the baptism of war.

Huoya is a person who moves his mouth more than his hands, and his mouth has not stopped along the way, either talking about whose slave girl's ass is big, or talking about whose nǎi. Ziyuan, as if he only has a woman's ass and nǎi. Zi in his head, but when he walked into the hall where more than 100 teenagers were seated, he immediately became solemn and solemn, like a devout believer, carefully walking to the edge with Gao Feng to find a place to sit down.

Most of them are teenagers who are about the same age as Gao Feng and Huo Ya, sitting neatly in the hall without saying a word, like a wood carving, Gao Feng and Huo Ya are also one of them, in the tribe, the tribal warriors are all unified bald heads, and the teenagers are unified medium and long hair draped behind their heads, looking at it, as if a mold is poured out, the same upper body wearing pants ** muscles are beginning to show, the same scattered shawl hair, and their same solemn expression.

New teenagers walked in one after another, Gao Feng secretly looked at the furnishings of the hall and the gods, the teenagers didn't say, the outermost stood a circle of tribal warriors, the bulging chest muscles and heart mouth were different from other warriors, the black sè paint printed a claw pattern, the same as the name of the tribe, the tribe is called the Black Claw Tribe, there is only one person who can really be called the Black Claw, the most powerful warrior in the tribe, and the unique leader, the father of the peak, Black Claw.

Black Claw sits high on the throne of the leader and squints his eyes, like a snoozing lion, the occasional cold light flashing in his eyes makes every teenager who secretly looks at him bow his head deeply, adolescence is a rebellious period, every teenager has his own dreams and arrogance, they can laugh at other warriors, because they believe that they can become warriors one day, but they dare not despise Black Claw, because Black Claw is the only protector in the tribe.

Unlike others, Gao Feng can look at Black Claw in a dignified manner, because that is not only the leader, but also the nominal father of his body, Black Claw is the only warrior with long hair among the tribal warriors, he does not have to worry about head injury and needs to shave his hair, the long hair like the lion's sideburns has the same micro curls as Gao Feng, but his handsome face has the maturity and vicissitudes that Gao Feng does not have, and Gao Feng is like the rejuvenation of Black Claw.

The most palpitating thing about the imposing black claw is not the momentum he exudes, but his right arm, which is very different from ordinary people, it is an arm that is deformed like a beast's claw, and every nail is like a sharp blade flashing with a faint metallic luster, which is the real reason why the black claw can become the leader, the black claw .......

When everyone arrived, the black claw opened his eyes suddenly, and the majestic and sharp eyes slowly swept over the faces of every teenager, in this coldness like substance, every teenager couldn't help but tighten the chrysanthemum, and was about to be frightened by the eyes that contained majesty and strength, many people even trembled slightly, but no one dared to avoid those majestic eyes, this was the first level of their assessment.

The moment Black Claw's gaze met with Gao Feng, Gao Feng and Sanclaw's memories coincided, returning to the life and death decision when Sanclaw was twelve years old, in front of him was the cold and fierce eyes of the sand wolf, Black Claw stood on top of the pit, looking down on his own son and the sand wolf duel with the most indifferent eyes, and the son's trembling made his indifferent eyes more disgusted.

The momentary memories coincided, and Gao Feng couldn't tell whether it was himself or the emotions of the three claws, and couldn't help shaking his body, but a slight disappointment flashed in the black claw's eyes.

"You ......, you, and your ......, go out of the !!

The explosion roared out of the black claw's mouth without question, like thunder, in this thunder, some people were happy and some were sad, the young man he named was paralyzed to the ground, the black claw warrior standing on the periphery like a statue walked into the middle of the teenager with a long knife, and grabbed the hair of each eliminated teenager and dragged it out, those teenagers' faces were pale, and even when someone was dragged away again, there were still waterlines on the ground under them, but they didn't dare to cry and beg for mercy, in the western wilderness, tears, crying, begging for mercy, and pity and sympathy were useless things.

Gao Feng's face was also pale, he knew that these people would be dragged away because Black Claw subconsciously trembled with fear when he looked at them, but the only exception was him, he was also one of the trembling ones, or afraid that the monster-like black claw would see through his true face that he was not Three Claws, or afraid that he would not pass the assessment that he was about to bring.

Just when Gao Feng was lucky, a malicious look came to him, and he looked up to see a young man one or two years older looking at him mockingly, that young man had the same medium-length curly hair as him, but his cheeks were as hard as stone carvings, with the shadow of black claws, and on that stone-like stiff cheek, two equal scars were ugly and hideous.

Seeing the scar, Gao Feng couldn't help but clench his left hand, there was the same scar in the palm, the young man was his titular eldest brother, Big Claw, the scar on Big Claw's face was left by the previous three claws, and before that, it was Big Claw who first penetrated the palm of the three claws with bone spurs.

"After the red cloud disappears, set off, the three desolate tribes behind the red cloud are the target of your assessment, get three heads to become tribal warriors, big claws, two claws, and three claws to get five heads, whether it is my son, or other attendants, if they can't complete the goal, they will be reduced to slaves, so that they can ...... themselves."

Black Claw didn't talk nonsense, and explained the purpose of gathering the teenagers in a few words, and the next moment, all the teenagers bowed down at the same time, got up silently, and walked out of the door one after another.

The only thing he knew about this world was that Black Claw would not open the net because he was a three-clawed man, just like the twelve-year-old three-claw would not have to fight with the sand wolf because he was ...... son of Black Claw.

Black Claw sat motionless like a mountain, yīn's cold and indifferent eyes swept past his sons, and finally stayed on the back of Sanclaw, and anger surged in his heart, the fragile person in his heart was not worthy of being called his son, he really wanted to deprive Sanclaw of the only opportunity to assess, and then he thought of the elegant and quiet woman, the woman who made him hate for the rest of his life, regret it all his life, and remember it all his life.

"Anyway, he's still my son and her son......."

Blackclaw closed his eyes again and fell silent, motionless as if the king of beasts had taken a nap.