On the peak of the mountain where the cracked foot was, a figure like a bamboo pole stood straight.

"Still waiting?!" Fence just came back from beating two more mountain tigers, and carried them back to the entrance of the cave one by one.

"Well, still waiting. Jing was braiding a straw rope, but it was always not strong enough, and it would break when he pulled it—and in a short time, there were dozens of more broken straw ropes around the leader of the cracked foot.

"I'll just say he's a liar, and he can only take care of the children at home!" Fence angrily threw the mountain tiger on the ground, "I went out for two days, and I was either arched by a pig, or eaten by a Pengniao mountain tiger, where can I hunt something!"

"If it's a liar, it's also a very courageous liar......" Jing still looked unhurried, but his brows were slightly furrowed, obviously very dissatisfied with the straw rope he had braided.

"What are you still making up here!" Fence wanted to kick the straw rope around Jing away, but he didn't dare, his face turned red with anger, "The palms of our people are for hunting, not for pulling weeds!"

"Not necessarily......" Jing stretched out two fingers, "If it's just for hunting, why do you have five fingers? Two fingers are enough, right? Strange ......"

"Hold on to your five fingers more firmly!" The fence grabbed the mountain tiger on the ground fiercely, and put it down again, shaking the grass rope beside Jing to jump.

"Then why don't you have claws?" Jing gently carried the mountain tiger that had just hit the hedge, and raised its front paws, "Claws are more firmly grasped, right?"

"Because ......" was speechless for a while, and his face was flushed - the conversation with Jing was even more difficult than killing two mountain tigers.

When he was talking at the fence, the bamboo pole on the top of the mountain ran down quickly, and ran back to the entrance of the cave in three or two steps, shouting in his mouth: "He's back!"

Zhi shouted loudly, and more than eighty people in the cracked foot stood up and stretched their necks for a long time - I saw that the dust was flying under the mountain, Wu Bi walked in the front, and behind him were Da Mo and three strong alien races...... Dragged two pieces of dragon tortoise shells.

Each shell was filled with people, old and young, holding aloft the flesh and blood of the dragon turtle, as if they had come to pay tribute.

It is said that Wu Bi and Da Mo traveled lightly, crossed the mountains and mountains, but came to the bottom of the wasteland mountain at the beginning in a few hours.

But before coming, Wu Bi still decided to release both the Stonehand tribe and the dragon turtle, first, he didn't want to wait for the place to release the people, which would scare the Split-Foot people, and on the other hand, he considered that this would look huge and add to the majesty.

Frightened, and thinking that someone was attacking, the fence called out to all the warriors in the cracked foot, and met them with stone axes in hand, and when Wubi reached the mountainside, the fence and the warriors stood in a row, and did not let them take another step.

"I'm back from hunting. Wu Bi said lightly.

Fence squinted his eyes, looked at Wu Bi, looked at Da Mo beside Wu Bi, and then looked at the Shishou people behind Da Mo, and for a while he didn't know which was Wu Bi's prey.

"Wow. Wu Biyi tilted his head and signaled that it was time for Da Mo - Da Mo had already taken the head of the dragon turtle, but he had been hiding behind him, waiting for the time to meet and give a big gift to the people in the Split Foot Division.

Listening to Wu Bi's order, Da Mo threw the head of the dragon turtle on the ground and waited quietly for the fence to comment.

"Dragon tortoise?" Zhi didn't know when he came to the team to greet Wu Bi, and when he saw the prey that had been cut right on the ground, he turned around and shouted, "It's a dragon tortoise!

"Victory points +999, victory points +999, victory points +999......" This time it was Wu Bi's turn to be stunned - why is the competitiveness of the crack foot so strong?

Even when Lan Xing grabbed the Spirit Treasure, Wu Bi didn't receive so many single victory points, why could a group of primitive people in the Soul Arena come up with so many? Could it be that Long Jing was "well taught"?

When Wu Bi was speechless, Jing also stood in front of his warrior, and saw the dragon turtle smiling and nodding, but he didn't care much, as if he was more curious about the Ishina people brought by Wu Bi.

"These are ......?" Jing raised his hand slightly, waiting for Wu Bi's introduction.

But Wu Bi is still immersed in the victory point that has just arrived - eighty-seven people, each of whom is a 999 victory point...... Long Jing really deserves to be a treasure boy, even the primitives trained are so competitive.

Jing saw that Wu Bi didn't answer, so he smiled and said, "It seems that ...... We've got another good warrior and hunter in our clan, right?"

Of course, he also admitted defeat from the bottom of his heart - he didn't fight the idea of the dragon turtle, but this thing was invulnerable, and his head and limbs were fast and powerful, so he gave up taking it as a prey, but he didn't expect this guy who could only watch children...... Can he really hit the dragon tortoise?

Thinking about it, the fence turned his gaze to Da Mo and the three strong alien races...... After hesitating for a moment, he admitted loudly: "I underestimated you!"

The voice of the fence was too loud, so he dragged Wu Bi out of his thoughts, and hurriedly introduced the men, women and children on the turtle shell to Jing: "This is the stone hand, everyone is born from the same root, and you can get closer to each other." ”

In fact, there is no need for Wu Bi to say, Jing can also see that the Shishou people are also humans, but their bodies are much thinner than those of cracked feet, their fingers are slender, and they are all malnourished.

Wu Bi pulled Da Mo and the three aliens again: "This is my subordinate who went out to collect this trip, please don't approach, it's very dangerous." ”

Listening to Wu Bi's warning, he didn't care - compared to the Shishou people, he was obviously more curious about Da Mo and them, and at this moment he had already sniffed before he got closer, and from time to time he knocked Da Mo's solid muscles, and then knocked his own, as if he was comparing the strength of his flesh.

"Cracked Feet welcomes you. Jing moved out of the way, and several warriors behind him also turned sideways to accept the new group of members.

"From now on, you can hunt with us, and I want to see what you can do...... Fence said, circling Wu Bi and the aliens.

"Definitely more than you. Wu Bi smiled calmly, and had already decided how to play the soul arena next.

"Who said you?" glanced at Wu Bi and patted Da Mo, "I'm talking about him." ”

"Come, let's go in and talk in detail, and exchange hunting experience......" The fence pulled Da Mo and walked towards the camp, as if he saw a close kind, "Let me tell you, if you can even hit the dragon turtle, then you and I cooperate, maybe even the Peng bird can eat...... After all, I'm fast, you have a lot of strength, and there's nothing in this wasteland that you and I dare not touch......"

Wu Bi was angry and funny, but he didn't pay much attention to it - anyway, it's okay to admit defeat to Da Mo, or admit defeat to himself, the victory points are real, and misunderstandings are misunderstandings.

"You're an immortal, right? Where are we going to move this time?" Zhi Xing ran to Wu Bi, took his hand and was about to go inside.

"Zhi, he came from afar, let him rest first. Jing pretended to be serious and said, "The future is still long." ”

"Yes, the future is long. Wu Bi affirmed Jing's statement, "We won't go anywhere this time, let the gods in front of us go to hell......"

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