Surrounded by mountains and ravines. Leafy trees, jungle bushes.

A white tiger more than three meters tall pounced on it with its bloody mouth. Ye Chen closed his eyes in horror, waiting for death to come. In front of such a tall and terrifying white tiger, he had no room for resistance, he could only be slaughtered. It's just that he is unwilling, unwilling to die like this, he hasn't found his way home yet, he hasn't been able to go back... A tear remained, full of unwillingness.

Shout!

At this moment, a sound of breaking the sky sounded. A wooden spear flew from a distance, and the two-meter-long wooden spear was like a broken bamboo, cutting a long straight line in the air, heading straight for the white tiger in front. One, two, three... Wooden spears pierced through the verdant foliage.

Burst!

The two-meter spear pierced into the tiger's body, and immediately sprinkled pieces of blood.

"Roar!"

A miserable tiger roar resounded all around.

Tick, tick...

Bright red blood dripped from the white tiger's body. The white tiger stopped its flying body, gritted its tiger teeth, its eyes bulged, and stared at the front in pain... The white tiger's blood kept flowing, and a third of the two-meter-long wooden spear penetrated into the white tiger's body, forming a terrifying scene that made people have small bumps all over their bodies.

"Shhh

However, at this time, the white tiger ignored it and was still splashed with blood. His eyes almost wanted to breathe fire, and he looked ahead, which was the culprit who caused this scene.

Ahead, a man of about twenty-seven or eighteen years old came from the jungle in the distance. He wears clothes made of animal skins, which have a bit of a primitive human taste. His face was well-defined, and as he ran, his long black hair was flying in the wind.

Closer, his eyes were like torches, and the man stared at the white tiger tightly, without the slightest panicked look on his face. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he smiled slightly, as if he was very excited.

Boom!

The man was agile and ran faster than a cheetah, and in the blink of an eye, he came to him. With a bang, before the white tiger could react, the man jumped on the white tiger's back.

"Roar!"

The white tiger then let out a roar of rage.

The "king" on the head of the tiger is their unique feature, symbolizing dignity, and it is the king of the forest, and no one else is allowed to ride on its back. Ignoring the injuries on his body, he endured the pain and began to twist his body desperately, trying to throw off the man on his body. The blood was flying, like bright red and delicate flowers blooming, it was the blood of the white tiger. It twisted desperately to shake off the man on its back, causing the wound to worsen, blood spilling all over the ground, and the wooden spear staining red from the gushing blood.

The white tiger used all his strength to get rid of the man, but the man in the animal skin rode on the back of the white tiger, undisturbed and motionless in the face of danger. His eyes were hot, there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't say too much, just firmly grasped the white tiger to prevent himself from falling.

Ye Chen had already opened his eyes. At this time, his mouth opened into the shape of an egg, and he looked at this scene in disbelief, which had too much impact on him. It was the first time he had seen someone fight a tiger with his bare hands.

"Even if Wu Song comes, he can't do it, right? White Tiger's three-meter-tall height, with one paw down, can he directly make him hate on the spot, right?" Ye Chen thought nonchalantly.

"Roar!"

The tiger roared again and again, and the fight between the white tiger and the man had reached a fever pitch. Because of the deterioration of the wound in his abdomen, the white tiger gradually began to lose his strength, and almost collapsed several times.

Boom!

At this time, the man in the animal skin clenched his fist with one hand and punched the white tiger on the head. That small fist, as if it had a terrifying destructive power, hit the white tiger's head, almost making the white tiger's tall body unstable and shaking a few steps. It can be seen that the power of the fist is huge. At this time, the white tiger has lost the majesty just now, and now, like a lost dog, has lost its domineering spirit as the king of the forest.

Bang bang bang!

The man didn't say a word, just raised his hands, and punched the white tiger on the head with his left and right punches. Punches to the flesh, fists to blood, punch after punch, punch after punch, punch stronger than punch. The man's hands were also stained with blood, which was the blood of the white tiger, beaten by his powerful hands. The white hair on the white tiger's body was dyed bright red by the blood it flowed out, and it looked extremely terrifying.

"Brother Xiaoman, come on, hit it, hit it!"

Just as Ye Chen was focusing his attention on the white tiger's back, a sweet and beautiful cry fell into Ye Chen's ears. As far as I could see, it was a woman, about twenty-one years old, with short ponytail hair and a natural face. With a height of 1.65 meters, he is wearing clothes made of animal skins, and his two white and tender thighs on his lower body are exposed to the air, which makes people think about it. At this time, she raised her hands high, and her body was bouncing and looking a little naughty and cute. Until I heard her words...

"Brother Xiaoman, hit it in the eye, oh pluck its ears! Why are you so stupid?"

The woman's words clearly reached Ye Chen's ears, and she hated the man on the tiger's back, looking at her fiery eyes, she always felt a little eager to try.

"Well, this must be a violent woman. ”

"Huh?"

At this time, Ye Chen noticed that there were three other people next to the woman, all of whom were middle-aged men in their forties, just like the man on the back of the tiger, with long hair and clothes made of animal skins. Look at this situation, they should be together.

The three middle-aged men all smiled and looked at the man on the tiger's back with relief.

The battle between the White Tiger and the man was nearing its end. The white tiger's eyes were slightly closed, his mouth was covered with blood, his steps were erratic and swaying, and he was almost unable to support it. The battle was one-sided from the start, and the man took the initiative from the start. That is faster than the speed of the cheetah, the terrifying fist power, and the white tiger that hits directly does not have a temper.

"Whew!"

Seeing the dying white tiger, Ye Chen knew that he was safe, at least for now. He finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, his body and heart had collapsed. At this moment, the hunger that had been forgotten also surged out of my brain. The eyelids were fighting, and finally he couldn't hold on, leaning on the big tree behind him, closed his eyes heavily, and fell asleep.

"Little brother, little brother..."

These were the last words Ye Chen heard before he finally closed his eyes. Then there was the sound of hurried footsteps...

It's the same dream again, the sky is full of red clouds, like a fairyland. In the red glow, a shadow was mixed in with it. I can't tell, I can't tell the truth, I always have a familiar feeling, and I desperate to know.

"So, what is it?" Ye Chen fell into the bottomless darkness with deep doubts.

"Grandpa, is my big brother still awake?"

I don't know how long it took, a childish, sweet voice reached his ears.

"Hehe, Xiao Yue'er don't worry, he just fell asleep, and he woke up after a while. Then another voice rang out. The voice is hoarse, steady, and old. Judging by the voice, it should be an old man, and it is also a very old man.

"Oh oh oh, big brother can really sleep, better than Xiao Yue'er. "It's still that childish, sweet voice.

"Ahh

Ye Chen shouted, suddenly got up and opened his eyes, panting heavily.

"Here?"

Ye Chen looked at everything in front of him strangely, this was no longer in the forest, Ye Chen was in a room.

Just as Ye Chen wanted to look at the house, he turned his head, and a little girl about five or six years old appeared in front of him. With two pigtails on his head, his little pink face makes people feel the urge to pinch it, and his big eyes are bright and bright, blinking and revealing naughty and cute.

Ye Chen looked at her in a daze, the little girl blinked her big eyes, her mouth opened wide, and she looked at Ye Chen without saying a word. The two of them stared at each other with wide eyes, looking at each other. After a while, the little girl's big eyes gradually narrowed, the expression on her face gradually changed, and the pink little face slowly squeezed together and began to sob.

"Wow!"

In the end, Ye Chen cried out loud in the confusion on his face.

"This!"

Ye Chen was dumbfounded.

"What's going on?Why are you crying?Did I scare her?" A series of question marks appeared in Ye Chen's heart. Suddenly at a loss, I hurriedly recalled the details just now...

"Did I scare her?" flashed through his mind, thinking back to the details just now, now Ye Chen was sure, it was estimated that his sudden yelling just now scared her, after all, she was just a child.

"Woo woo, grandpa..."

Before Ye Chen could react, the little girl got up, with her bare white little feet, and cried and threw herself into the arms of an old man next to her.

"Woo woo, grandpa, Xiao Yue'er is afraid. The little girl cried to the old man.

"It turns out that her name is Xiao Yue'er!"

Ye Chen thought in his heart, but his eyes fell on the old man. Dressed in clothes made of animal skins, there was not much flesh on his body, dry and thin, as if he could not withstand the wind, and the layers of wrinkles on his tanned face were the traces left by the erosion of time. Obviously, the old man has spent an unknown number of days and months. Looking into his eyes...

"This!"

Ye Chen was a little surprised, his eyes were dark, his eyes were deep, bright, and bright, as if he was facing a wild beast, and he couldn't help but tremble just by looking at you. It's like the ancient truth that "the king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die". The emperor-like look down makes people can't help but bow their heads and don't dare to look at each other. It's as if all his secrets can't be buried under the insight of these eyes.

"It's incredible," Ye Chen said in a lost voice.

The appearance of such a pair of eyes on an old man must prove that his life must not be simple, and he must be a person who has experienced great events. This is not something that can be brought about by the passing of ordinary years, and it must be exercised in one earth-shattering event after another.

When he was in the "Yafei" on the earth, although the region where Ye Chen was located did not involve business, as "Yafei" grew bigger and bigger, the circle he was in began to slowly become larger. Those who are more than billionaires, but compared to the old man in front of them, they are not comparable at all.

"Hehehe! Xiao Yue'er doesn't cry, she doesn't cry, she has her grandfather here. The old man touched Xiao Yue'er's head, nodded lightly and smiled.

In an instant, the old man's eyes changed, and the emperor-like eyes disappeared. Then, he changed to a doting look like a junior, and a smile appeared on his tanned, wrinkled face, full of love. Ye Chen felt at a moment that this was the kind of eyes that a real old man should have. Treat juniors, kind, kind, like a round of sun in winter, people feel extremely warm, even if the sky falls, don't panic, because the old man will help him carry it.

"Old man!" got rid of his thoughts, Ye Chen spoke first. He has too many mysteries that need someone to solve for him. Perhaps, the old man in front of him can help him.

"Goo!"