The tiger jumped up from the periphery and pounced on everyone! Jing Changfeng's first reaction was to hide, but when he saw that everyone was moving forward bravely, he couldn't coax himself, so he also rushed forward!

I saw that the tiger opened its bloody mouth, bit the neck of one of them at once, snapped and snapped, and threw its head at Jing Changfeng's feet!

Jing Changfeng was taken aback and hurriedly dodged.

"Huh!" Jing Changfeng's back was really whipped!

What is it called? The tiger is in front, and the whip is behind! Jing Changfeng had no choice but to bite the bullet, clenched his fists, and stepped forward to operate towards the tiger......

This is really called "a meal of operation as fierce as a tiger", everyone actually beat the tiger to death!

The tiger that was killed became a puddle of meat at the moment. The crowd worked together to carry the tiger and throw it off the cliff.

Faintly, you can hear the roar of strange beasts under the cliff, and the sound of fighting.

In Jing Changfeng's mind, he suddenly imagined the dangerous picture under the cliff, and he couldn't help but shudder!

"Ladies and gentlemen! That's the end of today's lesson! After an hour, keep training! After the big black man finished speaking, he left the training ground majestically.

The people around him also sat down on the spot with expressions on their faces. Jing Changfeng looked left and right, what is the situation, aren't you all tired?

Jing Changfeng lay down and soon entered the Black Sweet Township.

"Training begins!"

Jing Changfeng rubbed his hazy sleepy eyes, and slowly got up—"Huh! The piercing pain made Jing Changfeng almost scream!

"Get up!" The big black man roared.

Jing Changfeng just stood up slowly, and saw the jar in front of him at a glance!

And you want to drink blood and water?

"Drink!"

The people picked up the jar and drank it......

Oh, my God! Repeatedly, repeatedly? Needless to say, the next thing is to watch the sun and swallow the sand, when will such a hard life come to an end!

But it can't be helped, since it's here, let's do it...... Jing Changfeng also picked up the jar, resisted the urge to gag, and swallowed the jar of "wine" with difficulty.

Next, there is another round of metamorphosis training such as watching the sun, swallowing sand, etc., and finally, it is absolute obedience, killing black bears, monkeys, cattle and sheep and throwing them into the cliff - and so on, and again, and again!

Jing Changfeng endured a lot of temperament, trying his best to complete these seemingly disgusting, boring, and cruel training, I don't know what the use is, and I don't know where his future is, and later, he has been completely numb to this, and even it is difficult to distinguish between dead and alive, if it weren't for the little baby spirit in his body who still said a few words to him from time to time, he would simply have nothing to love.

And this devil's training continues, and I don't know when it will end......

The words are divided into two ends. Let's say that since Jing Changfeng left the tribe, in the first few days, everything was in order and everything was fine, but it didn't take long for a catastrophe to come.

The first is a new blood mist that strikes the Yellow Dog tribe near the Red Wolf Tribe. When the blood mist came, it was a cloudy weather, and the blood mist slowly outflanked the entire Yellow Dog tribe, and the leader of the tribe, Flaxdie, was searching, having fun, making and having fun in the yurt.

When someone broke into his yurt and reported to him about this phenomenon that had never happened before, Linen Dichi pulled out of the woman's arms and slapped the reporter twice: "Get out!" Don't see what Lao Tzu is doing? ”

It turns out that in this yellow dog tribe, being bumped into by others doing such a thing means that something unlucky happens.

Sure enough, not long after the man withdrew with his hot cheeks covered, another unlucky guy broke into the yurt of Linen Die: "Chief Chief, Chief Chief is not good!" Our flocks and horses are crazy, they are biting and fighting each other, go and see! ”

When he heard this, he hurriedly got up, wrapped his shame in a piece of animal skin, and ran out barefoot, bare and thin.

In front of me, I saw a red mist miserable, the sheep were fighting with each other in the pen, there were many dead sheep lying on the ground, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air!

"What's going on? Has the steppe god condemned us? ”

Flax hurriedly knelt down, folded his hands, and prayed to the heavens. When the others saw this, they also painted gourds according to the scoops, knelt on the ground and muttered words.

But praying was useless, and seeing that fewer and fewer sheep could stand, and more were lying on the ground, their wounds gurgling with blood.

Not only the sheep, but also the horses! They snapped the reins and began to fight and bite each other. The only good thing is that when the weaker side can't fight the stronger side, the weak side starts to run around.

The vast prairie has always been able to gallop far, far away, and when they run out of the range shrouded in blood mist, the horses become quiet, and they return to their original good friends, and begin to lick each other's fur and snuggle each other.

There were even a few good horses that ran to the neighboring Red Wolf Tribe and became uninvited guests in the Red Wolf Tribe. The strange thing is that this time the blood mist disaster did not affect the red wolf tribe, maybe God has mercy on this tribulation tribe.

So of course, these escaped horses have since become the wealth of the Red Wolf Tribe from the sky.

In this blood-mist disaster, the chief flax did nothing, watching (no, people also prayed with their eyes closed, but nothing was misused) watching the tribal cataclysm but doing nothing, and was secretly dissatisfied with the people within the tribe.

As a result of this dissatisfaction, when Flax Die, after a busy day's work, had just lay down and was ready to rest, the young men of the tribe gave up, and armed with knives and guns, surrounded Flax Die's yurt and demanded that Flax be removed and a new chief elected!

Seeing the menacing appearance of the people, he had to get up from the animal skin mattress, drag his thin body, apologize to the people, and announce that he would give up the position of chief to a young man named Yiguo.

So the burly Yi Guo took the dog tooth necklace, which symbolized the rights of the chieftain of the Yellow Dog tribe, and put it around his neck. As the second chieftain of the Yellow Dog tribe to abdicate alive, it was customary for flax to serve as a servant for the new chief for one year.

And the so-called convention, in fact, is only one example. Since Gesli Khan gave the name of the "Golden Dog Tribe" to the Yellow Dog Tribe, for a long time the old chief died, and the new chief succeeded to the throne, and this has been passed down for many generations.

Until one day, a chief secretly touched the hand of the bride of the house when the chiefs of the Shenlu tribe were drinking together, so he was insulted by the Shenlu tribe for three days and three nights, and then he was released back to his tribe.