Qin Mo left, naturally to receive military law, but before he walked out of the door, the centurion's voice came again: "Wait." ”

"What do centurions command?" Qin Mo turned his head and wondered.

"Since you only wounded your fellow clan yesterday, and your men showed mercy and did not bully the weak, your military law can be halved. The centurion said calmly.

Yesterday's incident, he already knew that if it was in normal times, whether Qin Mo was the son of the patriarch or not, it would be impossible to reduce even one whip, but the military law in the clan was very fair, in that case, Qin Mo could completely stage a martial arts, and then there was no need to violate the military law and injure or kill Qin Li.

But Qin Mo didn't do this, so the centurion was extrajudicially gracious.

"Centurion She. Qin Mo gave his hand.

"Don't thank you too soon, although fifty lashes are reduced, there are still fifty lashes. The centurion said.

"I will receive it. Qin Mo nodded.

"Don't worry. The centurion shook his head and asked, "Would you like to pay for the fifty lashes in any other way?"

Qin Mo was puzzled, and asked the centurion to solve his doubts. Qin Mo was puzzled, if he could not be exempted from these fifty whips, of course he would be willing.

He knew the power of military law, and in his memory, the original owner of this body had received military law, and it was all supervised and executed by the patriarch himself, and there was no ambiguity when those whips were drawn.

At that time, it was only ordinary clansmen, but now it is the warriors in the clan who are executed, and the enlightened cunzài, that whip down, I'm afraid it's not too much to be worth a hundred lashes before, even with his current physique, I'm afraid that fifty whips will go down, and he will have to open his skin and flesh, and he can't move for three months when he lies in bed.

"One whip, a hundred pounds of prey. The centurion said calmly.

"One whip for a hundred catties of prey!!" Qin Mo is under a lot of pressure, he already has a task of ten thousand catties, fifty whips are five thousand catties, and the total is fifteen thousand catties.

Even a centurion can't get 15,000 catties of prey in a year, let alone with his strength.

"If you don't want to, you can now lead the law. The centurion smiled, and he had the bitter face of a dead father all the time, but he smiled at this time.

But this smile is not a good thing for Qin Mo, the centurion who enforces military law is the ghost of the Hammerstone tribe.

Except for the patriarch, he didn't even sell the face of the Great Elder and several thousand-commanders, and no matter who was stupid in the clan, he couldn't escape his whip.

"Yes!" Qin Mo said through gritted teeth.

"Okay, in three months, I will see five thousand catties of prey, one pound less, and enforce military law!" the centurion regained his bitter gourd face.

Gritting his teeth, Qin Mo left the Judge Advocate General's Office, he had to bet that he would be able to complete the five-thousand-pound task that was impossible for a centurion in three months.

Because he can't afford to be hurt, he really can't afford to be hurt, once the leader of the army lies in the stone house for three months, he wastes three months in vain.

And what he lacks most now is time, so he can't waste it, he can only gamble.

"This boy, why do I feel different from before?" the centurion looked at the distant figure, touching his chin and wondering.

It was not the first time that Qin Mo had come to the Military Justice Department, and even said that in the entire clan, he had come to the Military Law Department the most times, so the centurion was deeply impressed by him.

"Also, after experiencing ups and downs, if you haven't grown a little, you don't deserve to be a member of my Hammerstone tribe, and I'm even more sorry for the hard work that the patriarch has done to him. ”

After going to the arsenal to receive the feather arrows, Qin Mo hurried to the Blackstone Mountain Range, and he ignored the little fat man who caught up with him and greeted him, and rushed into the mountain pass.

"Running so fast, this girl can't be trying to escape military law, right?" The little fat man was very suspicious, but very helpless.

Qin Mo and his father are patriarchs, and they can't change anything, so the little fat man feels that there is no need to risk being beaten by his father for Qin Mo's sake and find his father to intercede.

Stepping into the Blackstone Mountain Range again, Qin Mo was full of confidence, although he had an almost incomplete, fifteen-kilogram burden on his body, he at least had hope.

With a "whoosh", a feathered arrow shot out of the bushes like lightning, and the wild rabbit in the distance sensed the crisis, and wanted to dodge as soon as he kicked his legs.

However, the rabbit never imagined that the place where this feathered arrow shot was not its original position, but the place where it kicked its legs and fled.

"Poof" the rabbit was shot in the abdomen, and the feather arrow penetrated the rabbit's body, bringing out a wisp of blood, shooting at the tree in the distance, shooting a few inches into it, before it unwillingly stopped, making a "buzzing" sound.

This qiē all happened in the blink of an eye, and although the wild rabbit was not nailed, he ran a few steps, fell to the ground, stared at a few legs, and then stopped.

A thin figure walked out of the bushes, carrying a hardwood bow on his back, carrying a simple knife, and a few wisps of murderous intent were revealed in his cold eyes.

He picked up the wild rabbit on the ground and hung it on his body, and his body was full of all kinds of prey, most of which were brute beasts the size of the wild rabbit, and the dazzling and somewhat dizzying, a whole miniature version of the game shop.

The most incredible thing was that this man had so many prey hanging on his body, but it did not affect his movement speed in the slightest, he drew the feathered arrow from the tree, put it back in the quiver, and went through the bushes towards the next hunting spot.

This person is Qin Mo, and this is his fifteenth day of entering the mountain.

In the past fifteen days, Qin Mo went out early and returned late every day, and the hunting team in the tribe was already in the mountains before they were ready to enter the mountain, and after the hunting team left hunting, Qin Mo was still in the mountains, and he would not leave until it was completely dark.

Being so crazy brought Qin Mo a rich reward, and in fifteen days, he hit a total of nearly a thousand catties of prey.

If this was in the hunting team, he could definitely be the best, but he knew that it was not enough, and his body was very overdrawn.

If it weren't for the fact that the wild bear's essence and blood refining body had opened up another trick and had a thousand catties of strength, let alone a thousand catties of prey in half a month, it would be difficult to say even five hundred catties.

"The body can't stand it!" While running, Qin Mo suddenly stopped, and the sky was gradually getting dark.

He felt a little tired, people have limits after all, Qin Mo was so overdrawn, although he got a thousand catties of prey, he couldn't support it.

It's just that every time, when Qin Mo is tired, he will think of the task that needs to be handed in three months, and he will think of the genius girl who will face the Sky Eagle tribe a year later.

Sometimes, Qin Mo felt that it was unfair, why could someone be born with a different acupoint, but he had to be a white waste blood outside the Nine Star bloodline, and he had opened a acupoint with so much effort, but he couldn't open the second acupoint.

But after thinking too much, Qin Mo calmed down, he knew that complaining would not change anything, but would make him vulnerable.

Therefore, every time he was tired, although Qin Mo would slow down, he would not stop, but this time he finally stopped, because he really couldn't stand it anymore.

His body was weak, his hands were shaking, his eyelids were fighting, and he wanted to sleep beautifully, but he couldn't sleep, he couldn't waste even a moment of his time.

In the end, he still couldn't hold it and fell, and his limit was like that.

A tall figure appeared beside Qin Mo, looking at Qin Mo who had passed out because of exhaustion, his face showed a little unbearable.

"I don't want to, but it's your life. ”