The autumn wind is blowing, the leaves are swaying, and the clouds are spreading.

Lin Feng looked at this scene and felt extremely depressed, life here, lighter than dust, cheaper than ants.

The loot smelled faintly bloody, reflecting the hideous and excited expression on the winner's face.

The Tigersand raised their bone spears in their hands and let out a beastly cheer. Scartiger laughed, strode out the door, and stood in the middle of the camp.

Thirteen warriors jumped off the fire-tailed stone tiger in unison, rushed to the scar tiger, and knelt on one knee.

"Live up to the glory of Husha!" They roared.

"Good children, you are the greatest glory of Husha!" The smile on Scartiger's face seems to be proud, but it is actually weird.

The trophies of the Thirteen Warriors came from several other clans, mainly the Ghost Bat and Tuda, followed by the Black Stone and the Iron Wolf. And Honglin and Goza, but there is no one.

There was no one in Gosa because before they set out on the expedition, Salin had told them that nothing was more important than their safe return.

So, at the beginning of the game, they threw in the towel, hid in safety, and waited for the hunt to end. No one knew what Salin was thinking in his heart, except for Lin Feng.

Honglin did not appear in the list of trophies, because of Lin Feng's bag.

Huo Dang's face was ugly, but Tie Jiao looked indifferent, he hugged Scar Tiger's thighs.

Scar's big palm brushed the forehead of each warrior and pressed it hard to show the weight of the weapon.

"Looks like we've won." Scartiger glanced back at everyone, and his eyes changed forever.

Tiejiao said: "The gods all know that Husha is the most powerful people, you scar tiger, and you are the most powerful warrior in the world!" ”

The sound of this horse's fart clapped, Scartiger raised his head and laughed, and suddenly stared at a subordinate who participated in the hunting competition and asked, "Why didn't you see the Honglin people?" ”

"They were very cunning, and they clashed several times, all of which were elusive, and they broke our two brothers, but in the end they didn't know where they went. I guess they may have escaped from us. The subordinate replied, emphasizing the word 'there'.

"Oh? ......"Despite the victory, Scartiger is still not satisfied with the killing of two of his men, especially by Honglin.

After the return of the clansmen, his attitude changed subtly.

However, when he heard that the Honglin people had escaped 'there', a strange smile appeared on his face again.

Lin Feng glanced at the wolf claw, and a trace of uneasiness flashed on the other party's face.

"Now that the hunt is over, isn't it time to celebrate?" Iron Horn proposed, "Tomorrow morning, it's time to start the challenge of freedom." ”

"That's right!" Scartiger nodded.

At that moment, Tiejiao ordered to kill pigs and sheep, set up pots for cooking, and prepare for a celebration banquet. In his words and deeds, he seems to be the boss's right-hand man, and he doesn't take the wolf claws of the leader of the Seven Clans Alliance in his eyes at all.

The celebration feast lasted from the afternoon until late at night, as always, with a big bite of meat and a big bowl of wine, in the style of the Emerald Forest clan.

Now the people of the Seven Great Clans, the most are Husha, followed by Iron Wolf, so they are extremely arrogant.

Lin Feng hated this atmosphere, and hid in the house early in the morning to cultivate, only warning the wolf claw to be cautious.

In the middle of the night, suddenly there was a terrible scream from a corner of the camp, and everyone who listened to it was terrified.

Lin Feng was busy sacrificing his divine sense, and the scene he saw made him angry. At that moment, he hurriedly finished his cultivation, rushed out of the house, and ran towards the place where the incident occurred.

Lin Feng was the first to arrive at the scene.

This is the Blackstone station, a simple house, hay floors, no beds, and it is allocated to the Blackstone slaves.

A slave girl, half-seated and half-lying, huddled by the pyre in the corner, covered in blood. She wailed and screamed, looking at the corpses around her in despair.

It was a young man, lying in a pool of blood, his body in a different place.

The other person, a drunk, equally slight, hideous, laughing maniac, was pointing at the slave girl and scolding: "Hurry up and crawl over here, wait for Uncle Ben!" ”

The clear carving on the back of his head indicates his identity - a member of the Husha tribe. In fact, he is one of the thirteen warriors who triumphed today.

He was so arrogant and cruel, so drunk that he didn't notice the pale-faced man standing at the door.

The person who died was about the love of the slave girl. She was so grieved that she suddenly gritted her teeth and threw herself at the drunken man, wanting to avenge the dead with her weak body.

She had a tryst with her lover here, but she met this beast while waiting. He wanted to do something wrong and killed his lover just in time.

Blackstone has a rule that slaves can apply to be separated from slavery status if they are married. This slave girl is looking forward to a free life. But what happened that night sent her to hell completely.

The man laughed fiercely and flew up and kicked the slave girl in the face, showing no pity.

Call!

The big calloused feet brought a gust of wind. It is almost conceivable that when this foot falls, the slave girl's head must be like a watermelon flying against a stone.

The slave girl is firm, desperate, does not hide or avoid, at this time, she does not care about any shame, shame, manners, she only wants revenge, or, she just wants to die quickly.

She closed her eyes, bared her teeth desperately, and reached for the flying iron rod-like leg. Even if you bite off a piece of meat, you can slightly relieve the hatred in your heart.

She also knew that she was likely to die in an extremely ugly way without any dignity. She doesn't have what it takes to kill her enemies, but so what? People in despair are not afraid of anything.

The strength of that foot was very strong, and the wind it brought up made her feel pain all over her body. But suddenly the wind stopped, and so did the beast's laughter.

The slave girl was stunned and looked up. A black-clothed alien grabbed the beast's pigtails, dragged him upside down, and swept him out.

The beast slammed off the road and rolled on the ground a few times before stopping.

Lin Feng didn't look back, wiped his fingers, took out a piece of clothing and threw it to the slave girl: "Put it on." ”

His voice was cold, and he spoke his mother tongue in a hurry. The slave girl understood, was grateful, and cried while holding her clothes. The appearance of the savior completely released the grievances, anger and sadness in her heart.

The movement here has attracted the attention of others, and people have come over one after another.

Seeing the people who were thrown out, everyone laughed.

"Haha, is this a cat trying to eat fish, but it ended up running into a leopard?"

"Rise, Husha, get up! I can't even grab a woman, it's a shame! ”

Among the people who made the heckles, many of them were from Blackstone. When they saw the slave girl coming out of the door, they understood it, but they didn't feel angry at all.

This kind of thing is too common among the Seven Great Clans. According to indigenous traditions, slaves are not human beings at all, and no one cares about their survival.

Tonight's incident was a very hateful act in Lin Feng's eyes, but in their eyes, it was just a pastime that went overboard.

"It's just a bunch of maggots, and if I were you, I wouldn't pay attention to them." In the Mud Pill Palace, the lazy voice came, slightly arrogant.

Lin Feng thought for a moment, and did not say a word, but clearly expressed his intentions.

He snorted, "You kid, you have a good temper, hmph, I don't care about you!" You'd better grow your strength so fast, this king can't wait. ”

As the dark clouds rolled, Lin Feng's Mud Pill Palace tightened, and he sank down with a snort.

Maggots? It is undeniable that some people are indeed as cheap as maggots, but in Lin Feng's opinion, they are definitely not the poor slave girl in front of them.

(End of chapter)