Xiaoxue felt very aggrieved, helpless, lost, dark and afraid. Thinking about his own pet beast world in the tribe, he is also a hegemon, relying on his own master, coupled with his own strength, it can be said that he has an infinite life.

Walking on the streets, no pet beast dares to grin at himself, even the humans in the tribe are also amiable to themselves, and their occasional mischievous mischief will not cause them unpleasantness, but will give themselves some delicious beast meat to eat from time to time.

This time, because they were playful, they wanted to cross the big river to fish and eat on this side, why didn't the humans here have so much kindness, and they kindly put some big fish in their pond so that they didn't work so hard, but not only were they not grateful to themselves, but they actually used a giant crossbow to shoot themselves.

They are all human beings, so why is there such a big difference in the attitude of human beings on both sides towards themselves? It is confused, and it really does not understand.

In that attack, if it weren't for the fact that he still had a certain strength, he would have been killed on the spot, not to mention that he could use his own strategy to get rid of the enemy's pursuit and escape into the lush jungle, as long as he recovered from his injuries, he could return to his master.

A few days passed, a dozen days passed, and as time passed, instead of healing as quickly as it had expected, it became more and more severe, not only the physical pain that had been tormenting it, but also the loneliness and fear that tortured its spirit, making it appear to be languishing.

It turned out that it had narrowly escaped the pursuit of the humans here, but its current physical condition was also very bad, the injured wings were not only red and swollen, without a trace of strength, but the wound was now filled with a rancid smell, and the crossbow arrow that shot it was quenched with poison.

Now, the injured wings can no longer fly with it, and now it can only run through the jungle like a rabbit on the ground, foraging for food. But as its injuries worsened, it was no longer able to catch prey in the jungle.

It's been a week since it caught its prey, and it's still dripping. Eventually, it couldn't hold on any longer, and hunger and sickness had completely knocked it down.

Now it was hiding in a thick bush, a place it had chosen for itself to bury its bones. Lying in it weakly, waiting for death to come, it couldn't help but think of the master who was still waiting for it to go back in the distance, and felt a burst of sadness, and its already somewhat cloudy eyes couldn't help but drip a tear.

Wangwong –

A loud barking sound suddenly came from behind it, and it turned its head with all its strength, and suddenly saw a huge, pitch-black, hideous-looking dog, staring at it with bared teeth, and its eyes were full of excitement.

Looking at the big black dog behind him who kept barking, thinking about hiding in Tibet in the past few days, Xiaoxue suddenly felt very tired in her heart, and couldn't help but feel sad in her heart, completely without a trace of fighting spirit, it seems that she still can't avoid the end of being buried in the belly of the beast.

Forget it, so be it. Maybe that's the best ending.

Master, I'm sorry, Xiaoxue can't accompany you anymore in the future!

The sorrowful and sharp birdsong came out of the bushes, so that Su Ming, who came with the loud black sound, could feel the sadness in the birdsong. But it was only a moment, and then it slowly ran forward.

In a few moments they came to the side of the black man, and saw a huge falcon lying in the thick bushes, its feathers were pitch black, but on the top of its head there was a pinch of white feathers, as white as the snow in the winter.

The beak at the corner of the mouth is like a curved hook, which makes people shudder when they look at it, and they can't see its sharp claws clearly when they lie on their stomachs, and at this time it is drooping its head, squinting its eyes slightly, and when it sees Su Ming and them coming, it doesn't make any movement or resist, as if it is waiting for the judgment of fate.

"Well, Su Ming, what should I do in this situation?"

In the face of such a helpless falcon, Hei Er couldn't make up his mind for a while, not knowing whether to give it a knife directly, and understood its life, but it was obvious that even if he ignored it, the other party was about to die.

"Let's help it with its pain. ”

Seeing this falcon, which was already extremely weak, Su Ming also sighed, and whispered to the black ear who couldn't pay attention, after all, this is not the same as the black and big ones raised in the tribe since childhood, they are partners who can be used as masters, but fierce beasts that live in the wilderness.

The place of growth is different, which determines the inevitable position of the two sides, and the other party is obviously in a situation of imminent death, and choosing to give it a pleasure can be regarded as giving it a kind of relief.

After hearing Su Ming's answer, Hei Er took an elongated black iron broadsword and slowly approached the giant eagle. As the black ear continued to approach, the giant falcon became more and more peaceful, relaxed its body, and its slightly squinted eyes were completely closed, it seemed that it also knew its upcoming fate and was willing to choose to cooperate.

Because even without these people, it would not live for a few days, and it is better to have a good time than to be slowly bitten and die by other beasts here, because it has seen such a form of weapon, it is very sharp, and it only needs a single knife to cut off its own head and end its own suffering.

The sharp black iron long knife, held by Hei Er's hands, held high above his head, the sharp metal blade, under the golden sunlight, shining dazzlingly, the giant eagle seemed to feel something, and stretched out its neck, followed by a dazzling white light, like lightning flashing towards the head below.

"Slow—"

A rapid cry burst out from Su Ming's mouth, and suddenly the lightning in the middle of the air was forcibly turned around, brushing the falcon's head in a flash, touching - half of the sharp black iron blade, directly submerged into the black land, and a ball of white and black bird feathers floated in the air at the same time, with the breeze brought by the long knife, it spread rapidly in the air, like a group of dandelions, slowly falling to the ground.

Hei Er easily pulled out the long knife that had sunk into the ground, then turned his head and looked at Su Ming who had just shouted slowly with a blank expression.

"Look at its ankles!" Su Ming's tone was obviously excited, but he didn't explain more, but let Hei Ear look at the giant eagle's newly exposed ankle.

Following Su Ming's guidance, Hei Er saw the falcon's sharp claws from under the rotten wings, each claw was like a curved black iron dagger, hard, dark, and extremely sharp.

Beyond the sharp scratching teeth, and then looking up, Hei Er's eyes suddenly shrank rapidly, it turned out that on the huge eagle talon ankle, there was a beautifully shaped blue-gold foot ring, which was constantly painted with beautiful patterns, and was engraved with two strange symbols like words.

This is a domesticated falcon!

Looking at this exquisite ankle ring, the black ear is also reflected, and it should indeed stop.

The blue-gold metal is still for the giant eagle, and this ankleband is obviously specially customized. As far as they knew, the blue-gold metal was only available to the super tribe on the other side of the river, so it was very likely that this giant eagle was domesticated by the people of the super tribe.

(End of chapter)