The big man has a strong body, but the movement is unimaginable, he seems to have no bones, like a rope firmly tied to the back of the demon beast, stabbing a knife, the big man does not make unnecessary movements, he pulls the neck of the demon beast, and never lets go.

The demon beast was suddenly attacked, roared again and again under the pain, and its body rushed directly into the pool, constantly tumbling and spinning, its head swinging again and again, and its sharp mouth kept opening and closing trying to shake off or attack the other party.

A large splash of water flew into the air, bringing a few of its fish that had no time to dodge, and waves of blood poured out from the body of the demon beast, and the pond soon became red, like a pool of blood.

There was a mess around, and a few birds screamed and left, and the insects chirped even more loudly, as if cheering for the man and the beast.

The end is predestined, no matter how hard the demon beast tries, it can't shake off the far weaker human behind it, and as time continues, the demon beast struggles to get weaker and weaker, and finally comes to a standstill

In fact, the damage suffered by this demon beast is not enough to be fatal, the weapons used by the big man are of poor quality, and the dense fur of the demon beast and the tough skin help it offset most of the liliang, as long as it can get out of danger, it may not have a chance of survival.

It's a pity that it rushed into the water under fright, not to mention its inconvenience, the wound was torn by the big man, suffocated and frightened, blood loss and binding, this demon beast whose strength was not weaker than the second level, was suffocated to death by the ordinary person who did not have any cultivation.

"Well done!"

Jusan Lang secretly cheered from a distance, and unconsciously recalled the scene when he was a child: at that time, he was small and weak, and it often took a lot of time to prepare for a hunt, and it took a very hard fight to succeed. The strength of this big man in front of him is not as good as that of the demon beast, but he can make use of everything, and even the instinctive reaction of the demon beast is counted, which is enough to be praised.

With a resonance in his heart, Thirteen Lang patted Da Ash's back and said, "Learn a little." ”

Da Ash was not convinced, and said contemptuously, "What's the big deal, a little pig, the god kicked it, no, kicked it to death with half a foot." ”

"Can you win the Night Lotus?" asked Thirteen Lang.

Stunned, Big Ash argued, "Uh... It's not fair to compare it like this. ”

Thirteen Lang smiled, and was about to sneer a few times, but his eyes suddenly froze.

"Huh!"

The big gray then found something, and smiled after the slight flute, gloating and saying: "It's miserable, see if you still drag it." ”

It's talking about the big man.

The big man dragged the demon beast ashore, and did not rush to dispose of the corpse, but turned around and jumped into the water, fumbling for a week to find the short knife, and carefully put it away. This short knife is not easy to come by, and after the blessing spell of the elders, it must not be lost here.

Returning to the shore again, Dahan's mood really came to fruition, and a little relief swelled up on his tired face, and he raised his voice.

"Ruka!"

"It's coming!"

On the other side of the pool, in the grass dozens of meters away, a boy of about twelve or thirteen years old, covered in sap and oil paint, jumped up, carrying a bag and rope in his hand, and ran all the way to this side with cheers.

"The third uncle is so powerful, this is a second-level sand filling beast!"

The young man was emaciated, and his eyes showed the ruthlessness and tenacity that ordinary children did not have.

"I'm old, and I'm useless." ”

The big man sat on the ground, took the bag from the young man's hand, took out a wine jug and unscrewed the stopper, rinsed several bloody abrasions on his body, took out some unknown plasters and applied them to it, and then poured a large gulp of liquor to warm his cold body.

What is shocking is that due to the constant rolling of the demon beast, most of the injuries of the big "Set Sail and Writing" Han are concentrated in the back, but he has no intention of letting the boy help, but handles all this himself. Its head can be turned at a very large angle, and its arms are like snakes, and it can reach any part of its back, and if you look closely, you can see that its arms can be slightly extended...,

As he did this, the boy tied up the sand beast with a rope beside him, and he looked quite skillful, and carefully placed several layers of fur and linen cloth on the stressed spot to prevent the rope from strangling his shoulder. Judging by the appearance, they had to consider that the distance to transport this demon beast was not short, and they were very thoughtful.

After all, he was too young, and the sand beast was huge, and it was not easy for the boy to do it, sweat running down his happy face, and he was panting.

The big man didn't mean to help, so he stayed quietly and watched the young man busy, pointing out his methods from time to time, with a look of expectation and approval in his eyes.

"Third Uncle, when will you teach me to catch the sand beast?" asked the young man while he was busy.

"Isn't that teaching? Dahan replied with a smile.

"But I didn't do anything!" said the young man, a little dissatisfied, "let me try it next time." ”

"In two years, when you turn fifteen, the third uncle will pick a smaller one and let you try it. ”

Before the boy had time to rejoice, Dahan continued, "The premise is that you can manifest your spirit. ”

"It's not that easy!"

The young man was disappointed and said in annoyance: "No one in the tribe has ever appeared before the age of eighteen, third uncle, you lied to me." ”

"Hehe, who said no, there have been before. ”

"It used to be before, and besides, I haven't seen the third uncle use the manifestation technique. ”

"Spiritualism only has one chance in a lifetime, how can you use it casually. ”

Dahan's face became lonely, and he sighed and said: "Ruka has to grow up faster, and he has to learn faster, the third uncle and these people are old, and if the tribe encounters migration in the future, it will depend on you." ”

Listening to his words, Ruka didn't ask any questions, the excited light on his face faded slightly, and he said with a tenacious and stubborn expression: "Third uncle, don't worry, Luka must grow up and study hard." ”

Dahan didn't say anything more, and looked at him quietly, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes.

Ruka said: "Third uncle, does the tribe Weishenme have to migrate?"

"Because to live. Dahan replied casually.

Luka was slightly flustered and said: "Third uncle, you don't understand what you mean, I mean that Weishenme is going to move back to the Cold Valley, and won't you stay in the south all the time?"

He asked, "It's so cold in the north, it's not convenient to hunt and graze, wouldn't it be nice if you stayed in the south all the time?"

"Because Cold Valley is our home......"

Dahan hesitated for a moment and said, "Because there is no immortal master." ”

"What about Weishenme?"

Ruka still couldn't understand too deeply, and couldn't figure out that Weishenme's family could move, but he couldn't stay for a long time because he didn't have an immortal master. In his opinion, the immortal master is not involved in hunting and grazing, and even if there is no tribe in the south, he can survive better.

"It's not something you can understand, if...... ，”

The big man sighed, and was about to explain to the young man, his eyes suddenly changed his expression, and at some point, a translucent figure appeared a hundred meters away from the two of them, and two green eyes were staring at the young man and the sand beast that was about to be tied up on the ground, floating in the jungle, without the slightest sound.

"Demon spirit!" A creepy feeling suddenly rose from his heart, and the big man jumped up with a loud cry and rushed straight behind the young man.

Without the slightest hesitation, he pulled out the short knife from his waist, bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood on the knife surface, and in an instant, the originally black and inconspicuous short knife was brilliant, and the cold air was about to come out, and it was a magic weapon.

The phantom figured out about this, its ghostly body paused slightly, its gaze condensed on the dagger and its mouth screamed like a whimper. His voice was sharp, and the bloodthirsty light in his eyes also shone brightly, and his body rushed to more than ten meters in front of the big man, refusing to leave. ...,

"Ruka be careful!"

The big man held a short knife in his hand, blocking in front of the phantom, with a panicked and worried look on his face, he didn't wait for the young man's answer, he shouted, "Ruka!"

"Third uncle, Xun... , and another!" replied the boy in a trembling voice.

He also holds a knife in his right hand, but it's just an ordinary weapon, and he really doesn't know if it can work against this kind of ghost creature whose body is as illusory as mist.

Facing the rumored demon spirit for the first time, the young man had no way to make himself appear more heroic, and at the same time he was a little puzzled in his heart, wondering if the demon spirit couldn't appear in the daytime, why did it appear now.

When the big man heard this, he turned his head sideways, his face suddenly turned pale and bloodless, and his eyes showed a bit of despair.

"Two ...... ，”

Two syllables burst out from between his teeth, and the big man pushed the boy behind him with his backhand, shouting, "Run!"

"No!"

The young man saw the panic in the third uncle's eyes, but his expression became firm, and he hurriedly came to the big man's side, holding a short knife to meet the gaze of a demon spirit, although he trembled, he refused to take half a step back. The demon spirit sensed the movement of the two, and let out a whining roar from his mouth "Qihang Street Corner Text", and his body flashed to the sides, intercepting the big man and the young man in the middle.

"Repentant ......"

The big man almost groaned and said these two words, his eyes flashed with determination, and there was no trace of luck.

Looking back and patting the young man on the shoulder, he said, "Ruka, hurry up and run in a while, and go back to inform the people in the tribe." ”

The young man looked at Dahan's calm gaze, and a bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart, and before he could say anything, Dahan had already raised his hand and slapped it on his chest, and at the same time raised his head and let out a sharp roar.

"Silk!"

With this strange roar, the big man's body changed, his head seemed to be elongated and sharpened, and the limbs of his body glowed with a ghostly light, and a scaly-like outer membrane was born: the warmth and anger contained in his eyes were all hidden, revealing a brutal and bloodthirsty light.

What's even more amazing is that his body seems to be softer, twisted into several curved arcs, and a cold aura is released, at first glance, it looks like a poisonous snake about to come out.

The transformed big man didn't hesitate anymore, his body twisted in the air a few times, and instead of decreasing, his speed became faster than that of a humanoid. In the middle of the contraction, he pounced in front of a demon spirit and slashed with his sword.

That demon spirit is not a high-level monster after all, although it is fierce and indifferent, but it doesn't know any tactics, and when he finds that this prey actually takes the initiative to attack him, he lets out an angry roar from his mouth and pounces on the big man.

"Whew!"

The short knife melted with a millilight, as if it had not encountered obstacles, and a puff of green smoke rose from the air, and the demon let out a painful howl, and raised its hand to a claw. The claws struck the big man on the shoulder, and several scales flew into the air, bringing out a streak of blood.

The injury didn't seem serious, but the corners of the big man's eyes twitched violently, as if he was enduring great pain, if it weren't for his ruthless temperament, he would have to be called out on the spot.

He did scream, yelling at the boy.

"Let's go!"

"Third uncle!"

The young man looked at the knife in his hand, let out a cry of sorrow, ran past the big man, and ran wildly towards the passage he had opened.

Behind him, the second demon spirit fluttered forward, its green eyes shaking a few times, and finally landed on the big man who was fighting with the demon spirit.

At this moment, Thirteen Lang jumped down from the back of the big gray with a very emotional expression.

"It's just a low-level demon spirit, but it can actually attack!" "When the forging immortal opened the book, I thought about writing a piece of survival in the wild, mainly how Thirteen Lang survived in the mountains when he was a child, and also designed a few small sections to hunt demon beasts, and then I thought about it and felt that it had nothing to do with the main story line, and once I started writing, it was difficult to take it back without ten chapters and eight chapters, so I gave up. ...,

When I wrote this, I suddenly remembered it, so I casually hooked a few strokes, which can be regarded as a small compensation for myself. Let's talk about an important thing, now I have an event, what is it called a role competition, in fact, I didn't pay much attention to it, and then I heard Fengfeng talk about it, and I ran to take a look, ah! It turned out to be the third place! Now it may be fifth, and the gods are not very interested in this activity, so they gave us a little chance to be so pink.

Hehe,Saying that the opportunity is actually nonsense.,I mean.,Book friends who have forging immortal fan value, please go where to vote for fan value (rest assured,Fan value will not be lost.,How many fans are worth how much you contribute.,Free.。 ), let Thirteen Lang occupy that position for a few more days.

There is a link in the top post of the book review, click in to select Thirteen Lang, and you can vote for all the fan values, with a lot of effort. By the way, thank you Fengfeng, I really did a lot of things, hug my fists and thank you!!

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