In the middle of the moon, the end of a happy day. Yao Zimo silently said good night to the moon, then turned around and looked at the uninvited guest in front of him with a horizontal knife!

A smaller 'tiger' is climbing down from the rocks, and it looks like a tiger descending the mountain. Feng Yingying and they all rushed out when they heard the warning sound, staring at the first beast on the road of training sleeplessly!

The trumpet tiger had no intention of being scared at all, and bared his teeth as if sneering at everyone. Although the tiger was small, its claws were very large, and four tiger claws more than a foot long grasped the ground steadily, ready to attack at any time.

Yao Zimo looked at Feng Yingying, who tightened the sword ruler in his hand and said: "Blood Raccoon Tiger, a second-order beast, has flexible movements, and will go crazy when it sees blood!"

"Is this an adult?"

"I don't know!" Feng Yingying shrugged her shoulders, and the fourth-level refining body didn't have much pressure on the second-order beast!

"The blood civet tiger is about a year old and its body is the same size, and the book says that whether it becomes an adult depends on how crazy it is when it sees blood. A girl surnamed He said.

Yao Zimo glanced at it, multiple births have a mysterious little psychology, this sister surnamed He always changes her clothes! He only knows that the one who speaks is not Hehua, and the rest of the snow moon is only God knows!

"Since you are all awake, then continue to cultivate, let me breathe steadily! I can't mess up my breathing after a while, this is a small test that can't be smaller, even if I fall in the future, your breath can't be messed up, cry if you want to cry, and if you want to take revenge, you can avenge me, but ...... You can't breathe out of order!" Yao Zimo seized the opportunity to instill thoughts in everyone.

"If you fall, the second elder won't cry to death, and be embarrassed!"

Before Yao Zimo's words fell, Feng Yingying came to a divine mending knife and almost choked him to death!

Yao Zimo stepped forward silently, put his right hand on the ring on his left hand, and the mountain chopping knife in his hand was replaced by a spear.

With a gun in both hands, Yao Zimo walked steadily towards the blood civet tiger, leaving only a dashing back to a certain terrier!

Drag the gun!

Yao Zimo was holding the upper part of the gun in his right hand, his eyes were fixed on the round tiger's eyes, and he walked towards the blood civet tiger step by step.

When it comes to cold weapons, Yao Zimo is very fond of guns - a handsome horse......! He used the same technique of hunting spears as hunters in the mountains, with his body crouched slightly, and the tip of the spear hidden under his ribs......

"Breathe steadily, exhale ...... Suck...... If the enemy does not move, I will not move. In this way, pay attention to its eyes, breathe steadily, and if the enemy moves, I will move first...... Only when the breathing is stable, the heartbeat can be stable, and you can be guaranteed to move in the first place!"

Yao Zimo stopped three meters away from the Blood Raccoon Tiger, and if he walked further, he would suffer a lot in the center of gravity of his body. Yao Zimo calmed down while demonstrating to everyone, those words were for everyone, and they were also for himself.

Slowly, Yao Zimo entered an ethereal state, forgetting everything around him, and only every trace of the blood civet tiger's eyes, expressions, and movements in his eyes was in his eyes!

The Blood Raccoon Tiger seemed to feel the resolute killing intent of the person in front of him, and his waist was directly attached to the ground, and his four sharp claws were tightly clasped into the gravel ground.

The tiger's eyes are raised, the pupils are narrowed, the heart is moving, and the body is moving. The Blood Raccoon pounced violently, and the four giant claws spurred back like a scatter of rubble.

Yao Zimo looked at it steadily, without any energy leaking, and he even judged that the target of the Bloody Raccoon Tiger was his throat by the moment of the tiger's pupil.

Leaning back, stepping back, raising the gun...... The tip of the gun instantly reached the height of the throat, the gun was fixed, and the person was fixed. Yao Zimo held the body of the spear tightly with both hands, and the whole body was hidden behind the gun, and almost at the same time, the 'delicate body' of the blood civet tiger hung on the spear. The huge force of the blood civet tiger and the spear slashed over Yao Zimo's head and smashed on the gravel ground in front of everyone, and for a while the dust and stones flew, and only the blood civet tiger that was strung into a meat skewer did not move!

Yao Zimo scratched the back of his head, "KO?"!

KO！

When the dust settled, the blood civet tiger's vitality was gone! Yao Zimo's spear tip was originally going to the belly of the blood civet tiger, and the belly area was large, so it was easy to grasp...... He knew very well the concept of shooting games that rookies don't shoot! I never thought that this blood civet tiger thought that it was not a rookie, so it directly adjusted the angle and bit Yao Zimo's moving throat, and then its own throat hit the tip of Yao Zimo's gun!

The victory was decided, Yao Zimo stood up straight and breathed smoothly......

"You can't mess up in trouble, and the collapse of thousands of mountains in front of you can't change your breathing!" Yao Zimo felt that there should be applause here, so he adjusted his upright posture again.

"It's really pretending!"

The applause did not come, and the mockery shrouded!

"It doesn't matter if you pretend or not, morality is someone else's, breathing is your own, you can't mess around!" Yao Zimo said righteously.

Laughter!

An irrepressible laugh spread throughout the valley and back to Yao Zimo's ears...... And with a whistling wind!

When the laughter stopped, Yao Zimo slammed into one side, and rolled to the side with Feng Yingying, and the gravel everywhere separated the two of them in pain, and there was a sound of pain almost at the same time!

When he turned around, another spear stood diagonally on the ground. Yao Zimo looked at it fixedly, and there were two tigers of the same size, and they were wailing at the dead blood civet tiger at this moment!

Hit the child, the parents came to find a field?

"These are the brothers and sisters of that one, the Blood Raccoon Tiger grows up to be with its companions, and the parents don't care about them!" Feng Yingying also dragged the sword ruler back.

"Then be careful, maybe these are adult blood civet tigers from their parents' generation!"

Yao Zimo thought for a while and reminded. The one who pees and mud must be a childhood friend, and the one who gets together to fight/the landlord is likely to be an adult!

A faint coolness spread all over his body—a familiar feeling, Yao Zimo knew that Sister Hehua was performing a recovery technique on herself.

"I'll come this time, maybe your trick will be seen by them, it won't work!" Feng Yingying said, but the person had already entered the state, and his strength was gathered in his arms, ready to rush over at any time to complete the fatal blow.

"Is it okay with two?" Yao Zimo was a little worried, whether Feng Yingying, who grew up in the greenhouse, could give full play to his full strength!

"No Maotai!" Feng Yingying rushed out.

"Young, learning things is fast! Feng Yingying has the potential to be a Douyin anchor!"

Yao Zimo's figure stuck behind Feng Yingying and followed, and he still had to lay down the assistance when necessary.

"Watch your breath ......"

"Annoying!"

The support is not good, and the main attack of this buff is very dissatisfied! Yao Zimo threw the spear with his hand, and it was inserted in the middle of the two tigers, temporarily separating them.

"Be careful and don't face two Blood Raccoon Tigers at the same time!"

"Got it!"

"If you know it, do it, if you can't do it, I'll take action!"

Yao Zimo's spear can be split into three sections, the spear head, the short spear, the spear and even the iron rod. At critical times, you can use the tip of the spear to set traps, short spears to arrange traps, and long spears to form a rejection horse......

Therefore, Yao Zimo prepared a lot of spears! The blood civet tiger on the opposite side also thought so, whenever they were about to attack together, there was always a spear to disturb the movement!

So, a blood civet tiger fell, and the other tiger pounced on Yao Zimo with a round eye!

Fighters don't fight, fight support, beautiful tactics!

Feng Yingying didn't have time to rescue on the side of the 'Gun Forest', Yao Zimo was holding a spear in the air and ready to shoot at any time, but it was obviously too late!

Yao Zimo, who was in a hurry, hurriedly threw out his gun, and a donkey rolled under the blood civet tiger.

Dig back, dig!

didn't have time to adjust the angle, Yao Zimo's right hand thorn 'pulled' it with his sixth sense!

"Roar!" A short whistling sounded, and it came to an abrupt end before it could shake through the mountains and forests.

Yao Zimo turned around, and the tiger had turned around and exerted his strength!

"Damn!" Yao Zimo's cold hair suddenly stood up, the Blood Raccoon Tiger's reaction was surprisingly fast, and he didn't have time to react!

"Whoosh!" A spear grazed Yao Zimo's nose and flew over, completely blocking the attack of the blood civet tiger, and also completely blocking the sweat emitted from Yao Zimo's skin.

"If you don't vote, come again!"

Yao Zimo instantly flattened his body and lay flat on the ground, and suddenly remembered something, raised the crossbow in his hand and shot at the blood civet tiger!

"You hurry up and die, if you don't die, brother will be in a box!" This is Yao Zimo's only obsession at this time!

The crossbow arrow went straight into the tiger's eye, the crossbow in his hand still trembled, but the crossbow owner did not move at all, lying straight on the ground waiting for the arrangement of fate!

A spear was stuck at his side without any life.

"Damn!" Yao Zimo sat up like a corpse.

"Isn't it just a mistake, look at what scares you!"

Yao Zimo followed the body of the gun to find the initiator, a shameless little face, and the little face spat out: "The collapse of thousands of mountains in front of you can't change your breathing, pay attention to the rhythm!"

"Lao Tzu is not messy!"

"What does Lao Tzu mean?"

"Uh!

"You don't understand me, do you? Die for me......"

Feng Yingying pulled out her spear and began to chase Yao Zimo viciously, the latter turned over, his waist was close to the ground, his limbs slammed into the ground, and countless gravels flew up suddenly, and the person was already a few meters away!

There will be waves in the experience, and the dark night is destined to be sleepless!

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, the joy of harvest, the fight of his companions has not lasted, and the congratulators can't wait to come to the door to congratulate!

The weeds and grasses in the mountains are moving, and the sound of the wind brings endless wolf howls, and the weeds bend down to show countless green cold light!

The tiger is gone, the wolf is coming! Packs, layer upon layer!

Everyone stopped at the same time, their faces unusually solemn.

"Walnuts, make a fire!" Yao Zimo's right hand kept rubbing the ring, and the wood was thrown out one by one.

The moment the words fell, everyone moved, those who lit fires, and those who held guns.

The wolves are not afraid of the tigers, not to mention that they are still dead, but the blood of the blood civet tiger has opened up the positioning for the wolves all over the mountain, and the dense green light gradually approaches.

Yao Zimo used his gun to pick up the burning wood and threw it to the periphery, followed by a bottle of fire oil that exploded, and finally formed a circle of fire before the wolves arrived.

The fire penetrated into the darkness, and the dark cyan giant wolf with calves and calves hovered and leaned over.

"Add firewood, take another lap outside. Don't be afraid, adjust your breathing!"

"Bang!"

Yao Zimo stood with a gun in his hand, cheered for everyone, and shot him into the air for the effect!

The sound that shook the valley shook the wolves and woke up the children, and everyone looked at the 'majestic' thin figure, and the courage returned to the body.

A five-meter-wide isolation zone has been formed around the periphery, and the firelight has risen more than ten meters high, and everyone in the circle has felt the boiling heat rushing to their faces. Yao Zimo sat cross-legged, without a trace of panic on his face, he couldn't mess around, for himself and a group of children!

"Okay, don't put it anymore, I'm going to be roasted! Sleep if you want to sleep, if you're hungry, hurry up and roast these three little tigers, and then throw this fire out to me, it's too hot!"

The night is deep, people are quiet, sleepless! bright moon, wolf howling, frightened!

How can children who are experiencing this for the first time be able to sleep, but they are no longer afraid.

If you can't sleep today, you will naturally fall asleep tomorrow, and you don't need to be taught. After Yao Zimo settled the children, he couldn't sleep, but he could cultivate!

Feeling the thick fire attribute around him, Yao Zimo was immersed in cultivation.