"Son, this calamity, for the father can only be like this, if there is a chance, you and my father and son will continue the love of this life......"

Boom! Throat!

Bang Bang Bang Bang ......

The rain poured in and out quickly, and a beautiful rainbow appeared in the sky.

The water of the Jingrong River has risen a lot because of the heavy rain.

The wooden boat was above the river, and there was a swaddling baby, and the baby in the swaddling clothes did not make any sound.

But it did not kill this young life.

The wooden boat was caught by the branches of the river and made a clanging sound.

With the sound of the wind birds, night soon came.

The night was as dark as ink, and there was no color in sight.

Stars twinkle in the sky.

The baby finally made a cry out of hunger.

There was no light in the night, and the sound of wolves howling could be heard in the distance.

Hearing this vivid cry, it slowly hibernated.

The boat is not big, and it still stumbles by the river.

The howl of the wolf did not call one or two.

The wolves' eyes glow blue in the night!

The wolf king slowly moved from the wolf crowd.

Looking up at the starry sky.

The Wild Wolf King is huge, about two or three times larger than the average wolf.

It is about seven meters long.

Walk slowly to the wooden boat and bite the edge of the boat with your teeth.

Straight out of the water.

The canoe was placed on the shore.

The wolves surrounded it, and the wolf king watched as the baby in the wooden boat looked up to the sky and roared.

The baby's small eyes drippedly at the huge head of the Wolf King.

It's not crying, it's not making trouble.

There were about 30 wild wolves in the pack, and they circled around the boat.

An even sharper roar resounded through the mountains and forests.

A tiger jumped out of the mountain.

The Wolf King looked at the tiger with fear.

The night was so deep that only the beast could see it, and the baby could not open anything.

The tiger is covered with lines and has a body length of about eight meters.

The two huge teeth are very long, and there are four smaller teeth next to them.

The wolves slowly spread around the boat!

"How about this doll for the old man?" the tiger opened his mouth and spat out words.

"Hmph! This is not good, the old man has not eaten the flesh and blood of the living human race for a long time, and this kind of delicacy can't let you. The Wild Wolf King sneered.

"The old man doesn't eat the meat of the human race, it's very unpalatable, the old man wants to cultivate this baby! Let him serve the Holy Tiger Clan!" said the tiger's legs erect and transformed into a humanoid state.

"This is not easy to do, so what can you change for the old decay?" the Wild Wolf King sneered and transformed into a human form.

"Here you go!" said Tiger Bo Ling, reaching out and tossing a blood-red crystal to Shu Hange.

"This is the Blood Spirit Pearl!" the Wild Wolf King Shu Hange looked at the Tiger Bo Xing suspiciously.

"Exactly!" said Tiger Bo Xing with a smile.

"Very well, then this little Terran cub will be given to you, children! Let's go!" the wolf king shook his hand and disappeared on the bank of the river with the wolves.

The tiger snatched the baby and disappeared into the distance.

Time flies, time flies.

Eight years have passed.

"Hey, little cub, here you go!" the man who spoke was also a tiger-headed man, and threw a piece of cooked meat directly into the cell.

In the corner of the cell there was an eight-year-old child curled up in the corner.

Skillfully climbed a few steps, picked up the cooked meat pieces on the ground, and tore them directly in his mouth.

"Hey, this little cub is natural, unlike other little cubs, who have been around for many years, and they are even afraid of being watched and eaten!" said the tiger-headed man with a smile to his colleagues next to him.

The two then left their cells.

The children were in the innermost part of the cell, and the cells were not small, about dozens of them.

Crying kept coming from inside.

Some were captured at an early age, and some were brought in not long after birth, just like children.

At the back of the cell was a mortuary with hundreds of bodies of babies and toddlers hung up and frozen.

The eldest in the cell looked to be twelve or thirteen years old.

The youngest is only three or four years old.

For the living people, this place is definitely a hellish existence.

At dawn, there is a faint light in the cell, and at night, the torch lamp on the wall illuminates the cell for a few minutes.

Because there is no moon in this world, and the vast majority of the world does not have a moon.

Day after day, the size of each cell is about four or five square meters, and the cells are made of metal frames, and the left and right cells are filled with children.

"Brother, aren't you afraid?" In the next room was a little boy, about five or six years old.

The child didn't say a word, but glanced at the little boy.

"Brother, alas, he doesn't speak every time. The little boy curled up in disappointment, and leaned against the child, separated by a cold bar.

It's another day, and it could be some day.

A group of Tiger people came in and dragged the children out.

"Lao Gong, you say, every time we train like this, when will we be able to eat the flesh of an adult person? Every time, almost half of them will die, which is really boring. A tiger man said.

"Little Bian bian, it's not that my brother said you, you don't understand the fun of this kind of gladiatorial fight! The Tiger Clan named Lao Gong laughed.

"Okay, maybe I'm too young, hahaha. So saying, the two men took the child and the boy and went out.

Every child of the human race has a special lord, and the life and death of the child and the victory of the gladiatorial battle are also related to the status and glory of his lord.

Walking out of the cell, the world brightened up, and the blinding light made the children unable to open their eyes.

The children were all naked, but the backs of the children were very different.

Under the long scars, the three words on the shoulders were hidden.

Maybe that's the name of a child.

Every child has a number on their shoulder.

The child's shoulder is branded with 142857.

Perhaps this kid was the 142,857th captured by the Tiger Clan.

The child was kicked into a large prison by the Tiger Clan, who was called Lao Gong.

There were other children in the same cell.

"Go on!" "Rush!" "What do you think?" The prison was surrounded by the people of the Tiger Clan.

All of them are gorgeously dressed, with big shoulders and round waists.

There are also tiger people who are graceful and colorful, of course, the living human race is not used to this.

The children, armed with weapons on the edge shelves, rushed to the neighboring children.

"Ahh

There were a few children on the field who did not move.

The child sat cross-legged where he came in, also motionless.

In the distance, a five-year-old child babbled over with a knife.

I saw the prostrate child, who turned over and punched the five-year-old child directly in the abdomen.

He passed out and fell to the ground.

As soon as the five-year-old child's male tiger man grabbed him and went back, he scolded and said that it was really unlucky, and it was not good for the little cub to find this cub.

The three big characters on the child's back are impressive.