And what Qin Feng just said, he likes the beautiful feeling of rolling under the crotch of the donkey, which makes this old man really feel too heartbroken...

This made the Ling clan elder also surging in an instant, and in an instant, he felt that his body shape could no longer be perfectly controlled, and with the sea breeze, he suddenly fell diagonally.

This old man has finally become a little frightened and frightened now, and he is really going to be cut through his whole body when he falls into the bushes below, which is simply a disfiguring rhythm.

"Ahh , Qin Hanlu, you old bastard, how did you train such a hateful little bastard..."

"Qin Feng, you stinky boy who has suffered from the plague, wait for the elder of your clan to come up, if you don't beat your grandmother and don't recognize you, I will..."

Qin Feng was on the top of the island, and he didn't seem to hear the words of the Ling clan clearly, but he only vaguely heard the vague words "Qin Hanlu, old bastard", which made Qin Feng feel a little depressed.

After all, there is also the sound of the sea breeze whistling around here, and the figure of the old Ling clan is almost invisible.

Qin Feng really couldn't understand, why did the Ling clan elder scold his own old patriarch and Qin Feng's own grandfather every time he got angry, could it be that his own patriarch grandfather hurt his heart a lot?

However, Qin Feng was also suddenly curious, compared to the patriarch grandfather, it seemed that the damage he caused to the Ling clan elder today was not small.

I just don't know if it was the psychological shadow I caused to the Ling clan elder that was large, or the damage caused by the patriarch's grandfather was deeper.

After tilting his head and thinking about it for a while, Qin Feng still felt that his patriarch grandfather might have caused more damage to the Ling clan elder.

Because the patriarch's grandfather has been with the Ling clan elders for so many years, the time he has spent with the Ling clan elders is not very long after all.

Well, it seems that I have to work hard, make persistent efforts, and strive to catch up with my grandfather as soon as possible...

If the Ling clan elder knew Qin Feng's idea, it was estimated that he himself would spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

Nima, although Qin Feng is young, his mouth is poisonous and lethal.

The elder of the Ling clan found that he had been hurt and hit by his soul today, compared to the damage caused by the old patriarch Qin Hanlu over the years, it was still going to be deep...

The elder of the Ling clan and the old patriarch have come down so much, although they love and kill each other, but they only win and lose each other.

It's just that relatively speaking, the old patriarch often has a greater chance of winning.

But after the Ling clan elder and Qin Feng got along today, he felt that he had never won, he was constantly suffering, and his old heart was also bloodied by Qin Feng's injuries.

When Qin Feng was still thinking about who was more lethal than himself, or the old patriarch, he finally faintly heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground below the top of the mountain.

Although the sound was still not continuous and real, Qin Feng knew that the Ling clan elder might have landed safely in the bushes.

I just don't know what the specific situation of the Ling clan is now?

However, Qin Feng felt that he should not see him, and if he met another day, maybe the effect would be better.

Qin Feng was also thinking about it, and it didn't seem entirely accurate to say that the arrival of the Ling clan's old "peace" was not entirely accurate. But this old man should have no worries about his life, Qin Feng felt that there should be no problem with this.

If the old man of the Ling clan wanted to know that Qin Feng thought like this, he would definitely think that this world was really very sad...

It was also at this time when Qin Feng's thoughts were drifting that this relatively strong rock sheep finally turned around, and some tyranny flashed in its eyes, and it began to bow its head towards Qin Feng again, wanting to use its horns to pick Qin Feng off the top of the mountain.

Of course, this rock sheep knew that it was the big fart child in front of him who captured himself alive.

At that time, it was beaten on the head by this little fart child, and it was directly groggy, and it couldn't distinguish between southeast and northwest at all, and this little fart child was holding its ears and dragging it to the top of the mountain.

Yan Yang also complained in his heart, obviously people have bigger horns, and it is more convenient to drag it up, but this fucking fart kid actually insisted on pulling his own ears and dragging it up.

In this way, in order to prevent his ears from being torn off by this child, the rock sheep had to bite the bullet and run to the top of the mountain by himself.

Even though Yan Yang's head was still very dizzy at that time, it had to be forced to stay awake, otherwise, its ears might be ripped off by this fierce mess boy.

Of course, Yan Yang didn't know that Qin Feng was doing this intentionally.

He didn't punch the rock sheep unconscious, and pulled its ears to let the rock sheep walk on its own. Catching rock sheep alive in this way is the most labor-saving way.

This is also one of the hunting experiences that Qin Feng learned from following the hunters of the Shaoba tribe...

And this rock sheep knows that all the pain he will suffer next is also directly related to this little child.

Especially after the rock sheep's own body was poked, it was stiffened all the time, suffering from the pain and horror that could be filmed, but he could only watch, completely helpless.

And this needle was done by this little kid in front of him.

Therefore, when the rock sheep used his horns to pick Qin Feng now, the speed was faster, and he still used more force.

Of course, Qin Feng could see Yan Yang's behavior, and he also said "Huh", which was surprised, although this beast was very large, it seemed to have a little wisdom.

At least this rock sheep, the strength of the collision with itself, it seems to be more violent than the old time of the Ling clan?

Qin Feng didn't dodge either, after all, this rock sheep was still a little far away from him, so he waited for the rock sheep to be not far from him, and then he threw out the silver needle in his hand that was held with his middle finger and index finger directly at the acupuncture point that the rock sheep had originally stiffened.

The silver needle also drew a beautiful silver arc and shot towards the rock sheep.

But to Qin Feng's surprise, this rock sheep that rushed towards him actually forcibly stopped running after Qin Feng himself sent out the silver needle.

The two hind legs of the rock sheep sat directly on the rock, and the front legs also maintained a posture of sudden braking, and the latter made a sharp turn to the right, wanting to follow the mountain road where Qin Feng and they came, and directly escaped.