Lynch managed to break free from under the heavy black bear with great difficulty, and he almost didn't suffocate. The dragon's tooth sword held the earth through the black bear's skull, and at a glance, he knew that he couldn't pull it out, so he could only smash the skull after peeling the skin and removing the flesh, and then take out the bone sword.

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The night was dark, and under the soft white light of the Tianshi lamp, Lynch took important parts such as bear hearts, bear bile, and bear paws, as well as less than one-tenth of the fresh meat, and he didn't plan to take more.

In the darkness around them, there were a pair of green eyes that looked like ghost lights, and they were wolves, and twenty or thirty green wolves were salivating and waiting, and most of the meat would belong to them.

For this, Lynch has long been accustomed to this, and he does not feel aggrieved at all. On the one hand, he can't eat so much meat himself, and even if he keeps it, he will soon stink, and on the other hand, he lives in the territory of the wolves, enjoys the security they bring indirectly, and gives them some benefits.

For a long time, he had a good relationship with the wolves, they recognized his existence and never took the initiative to attack him, and he was too late to be happy, how could he care about this little advantage.

After cutting the meat, the last thing to do is to pull out the bone sword. He grabbed the sword body that rose high with his hand, and unexpectedly felt very active and relaxed, not bitten as hard as at the beginning.

This surprised him, grabbed the bone sword and pulled it out, and the end of the hilt was directly lifted, and the black bear's skull was like made of tofu, leaving a bloody hole the size of a cup.

"How is this possible......"

Lynch couldn't believe his eyes, how could this black bear's head be so fragile for some reason, almost as hard as pig iron?

He squatted down and cut open the blood hole in the back of the black bear's head, and saw that the blood in it seemed to have been absorbed by a sponge, dry and white, and the bones were covered with fine and dense fragments, and the bones were extremely loose, as if they had been eaten by insects, and a hole could be poked out with one finger.

With an incredulous expression, he turned to look at the Dragon Tooth Sword in his hand. This sword is good, there is no difference, but the strange thing is that there is not a drop of blood on the sword. There are sharp weapons that kill people without blood, and this kind of strange sword that can suck blood, I'm afraid few people have seen it.

Looking at this demonic bone sword, an inexplicable sense of fear that he had never felt before hit Lynch's heart. Since he owned this heirloom sword, he has been getting along day and night for more than two years, and all along, people do not leave the sword, the sword does not leave people, and he knows it well. And now it seems that as the owner of the sword, he actually does not know anything about the sword, and at the same time, he is unable to control the sword......

I remember the night when he killed Song Zheyuan, he didn't understand what was going on, he released an unprecedented huge power through the dragon tooth sword, and it was not enough to stab that person to death with a move of "stabbing rain", and with a turn of the sword, his body was shocked into countless large and small pieces, and the scene was extremely tragic.

Later, no matter how much he practiced, he never used the power of the sword at that time.

The wolves were already impatient, and Lynch put aside the doubts in his heart for the time being, took his bow and arrows and sword, and took what he had gained, and returned to the nest of trees.

Bear meat is the mainstay, roe deer meat is supplemented, after a full meal, he still thinks about the sword, sitting in front of the fire and looking at the sword in his hand.

This sword is called the Dragon's Tooth.

According to Lei Weitong, it was found by Tianwu Emperor Lin Ze in a mysterious cave from a pile of dry bones, which should be a tooth of an unknown ancient giant beast. All the other bones were rotten, but this one was still shining and hard.

It's just a tooth, and even if it survives, how can it suck blood like a demon? This kind of unbelievable strange thing made him never let go.

However, the sword was handed down from the hands of Emperor Tianwu, and it has been handed over to the bloodline of the Qilin clan for safekeeping, and it will never be allowed to flow out, so it shouldn't be a bad thing.

What's more, the reason why he was able to stand on the treacherous Deer Mountain was largely due to the powerful deterrent power of this bone sword. If you continue to survive in the future, of course, you have to rely on this sword, let's take one step at a time, why worry about the sky and mediocrity?

"Meow!"

A low, hoarse, cat-like voice came from the grass not far away.

"This guy, here ...... again"

Lynch followed the prestige, and a four-legged beast nearly four feet long and more than two feet tall appeared in a vague outline in the darkness, and its eyes glittered.

It was a rare clouded leopard, with a pure black body and pointed ears, more like a giant black cat than a leopard.

Although it looks small, it is actually a great beast, with strong muscles and bones, sharp claws and teeth, extremely fast, especially good at climbing cliffs and trees, both fierce and powerful, catching wolves and fighting tigers, all of which are not a problem.

However, this clouded leopard was seriously injured, one of its two hind legs was broken, and the other was directly bitten off by some fierce beast, almost dragging the back half of its body to walk, so there is nothing to fear. For nearly a month, it ventured to Lynch every day or two.

At first, Lynch thought that this guy was trying to hunt himself, but seeing that it was only lingering nearby, he had no intention of attacking, so he did not take the initiative to kill him.

Moreover, it was seriously injured, and it was estimated that even an ordinary adult young wolf could not fight, so it was his opponent, so he didn't care too much, but he kept an extra eye when he slept at night.

Perhaps because of the loneliness in the mountains, after getting acquainted with the half-crippled black cat, he felt pity, and every time he saw it, he would throw his excess prey to it, and this time was no exception.

"Give!"

Lynch threw most of the roe deer over and was very generous.

In fact, he couldn't eat too much in the first place, and the reason why he hunted so many prey was also because he had the intention of feeding this clouded leopard. He may not have realized it, but it was the case.

The clouded leopard dragged its hind legs into the shadowy firelight and devoured it unceremoniously. When it first came, it was skinny, like a handful of firewood, and after being helped by Lynch for so long, it grew much stronger, and its coat became brighter.

This should be a female leopard, because it has two rows of swollen *** hanging from its abdomen, and the reason why it put down its pride as a clouded leopard and ventured to the territory of the wolves, begging for food so much, ninety-nine percent is for the sake of her own children waiting to be fed.

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In the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed.

On this day, Lynch picked a lot of wild fruits and vegetables, and was secretly following an adult mountain tiger, in a vain attempt to try to hunt it, and the clouded leopard appeared in front of him, which surprised him greatly.

"What are you going to do?"

Lynch hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, and he didn't know if this guy could understand it, so he asked.

Of course, the clouded leopard didn't reply, turned around and left, and as he walked, he glanced back at him, as if to suggest that he follow, looking very anxious.

Lynch was very curious, and without much hesitation, he abandoned the mountain tiger that was in sight, and really followed, he didn't believe that this dark cloud leopard would take revenge on himself.

Following a babbling stream, through a red maple forest, a green plain, a valley, and following the clouded leopard all the way, he came to a bare mountain cliff and finally stopped.

The clouded leopard raised its head and called "meow" to the cliff, and Lynch followed its line of sight and saw a coiled ancient tree growing on the hard rock wall more than ten meters high, and his eyes were immediately attracted.

The ancient wood is as thick as a stone mill, but it is only seven or eight meters long, and the whole thing climbs on the rock wall like a giant vine, and the branches and leaves are sparse, like pine and cypress, which is very strange, and it is only seen in his life.

"Isn't that ......?"

The bark of this tree is dark in color, like inky jade, and it is also covered with dense fist-sized tumors, which look like dragon scales from a distance. Each of the sparse leaves is the size of a palm, and the blood is bright red, which is extremely terrifying.

"You can't be wrong, it's Zhenlong wood, one of the rarest treasures in the world......"

Zhenlong wood is an extremely rare wood species, thousands of years to form, 10,000 years to start the timber, the world's existing Zhenlong wood has long been cut down. The existing Zhenlong wood, even if it is a small piece the size of a palm, is also a priceless treasure, and you can't buy it if you want to, as for the living Zhenlong wood, it is a rare existence in the world.

On the huge rockery in the back garden of Duke Lei's mansion, there are three thousand-year-old Zhenlong trees, which are really small compared to this one, and they cannot be compared at all.

In today's world, I am afraid that only in an inaccessible place like Lushan can there be such ancient relics.

"Huh!"

The clouded leopard sprang to its feet, clutching at the rock wall with its two strong, sharp front paws, and the gecko climbed up the wall so fast that it was barely recognizable that it was half-crippled.

It quickly climbed from the rock wall to the Zhenlong tree, and then carefully climbed step by step along the trunk to the large branch, and "meowed" at a small hole the size of a fist.

"Is it possible...... Could it be that this is its lair?"

Lynch's heart was shocked, and the name of a mysterious species suddenly appeared in his mind, the alien beast Zhenlong Tiger.

With such a huge body and the entrance to the nest about the size of a squirrel hole, how could it get into it unless it could shrink and become smaller......

Shrinking and becoming smaller, this sounds completely impossible, but there is an existence in the world that can do this kind of thing, and that is the strange variant of the genus Dark Clouded Leopard, Zhenlong Tiger, also known as the Shrinking Bone Cat.

Legend has it that the bones of Zhenlong Tiger are all active, composed of a small piece of a small combination, the small bones are smaller than a grain of rice, and the large bones are not larger than the size of the nail cover. The tiger likes to nest on the tree, which can be called the guardian saint of the tree, which may also be the origin of the name of this thing.

There are very few people in the world who know about the existence of Zhenlong Tiger, and Lynch only understands a little because he has read Lin Lin'er's notes.

It turned out that there was a great existence nicknamed "Black Cat" in the Golden Age, who once followed Lin Lin'er to hunt the remnants of the Tianshu clan as a member of the Demon Hunting Group, and that person once raised a black Zhenlong Tiger, one person and one tiger, extremely strong, and it was the only reason why he had the title of "Black Cat".

Because "Black Cat" belongs to the intelligence force Fengshen Army, his background and experience are classified, and there are not many stories handed down, and he is not known, and he is a real hero behind the scenes. But his spiritual seat occupies a place in the shrine of the Kirin Ancestral Hall, and even in the golden age of heroes, he is also a leader.

His descendants even separated from the Qilin clan for a time and became the maverick "Black Cat Clan", serving the Fengshen Army for generations, and later died out with the demise of the Black Iron Age.

At this point, Lynch had roughly understood the desire of the clouded leopard, because it itself was seriously injured in the bones, and could not shrink into the cave, but wanted him to help take out the child in the cave.

With a little preparation, he carefully climbed up the high and steep cliff, using a rope and a sword, and the speed was so slow that compared to the clouded leopard, it was almost like a snail.

After crawling and resting, it took a lot of effort for Lynch to finally crawl to the entrance of the cave, already panting, sweating all over, and almost collapsed from exhaustion.

After fixing his body, he took out the small lamp he carried with him, turned it on, installed the condenser cover, and shone the concentrated beam of light into the stench hole, and sure enough, there were many small tiger cubs less than the size of a palm curled up in the depths of the vast hole, all motionless, and I don't know if they are still alive.

He reached into the hole and quickly pulled out one, cold, stiff, and obviously dead for a long time.

Putting the corpse of the little tiger cub into the rucksack on his waist, he continued to touch it, and took out five more in succession, regretting that they were all dead. Looking back at the clouded leopard on the ground, who was anxiously waiting for a call, he sighed, turned on the small lamp again, and looked out at the empty cave where he could no longer touch anything, and there was no hope.

It was found that there seemed to be a small tiger cub curled up in the deepest part of the cave, and Lynch reached out for the last time, and finally touched its furry body, and there was a sharp pain on his fingers, and he was bitten by something!

He was taken aback, then overjoyed, and instead of immediately retracting his hand, he endured the pain and gently pulled out the thing that was biting him.

It was a living tiger, different from the tigress, it had a milky yellow fur, black and white and dark gray patterns, two small eyes were half-open, dying, very languishing, and its temperament was very fierce, biting his index finger.

Looking at the only surviving tiger cub, Lynch smiled with relief, put it in his backpack, and set off to crawl down.

Half an hour later, he put all seven tiger cubs in front of the tigress. The tigress wailed, dug a small pit in the bushes, buried the six dead, picked up the living one, and departed.

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