Things didn't go according to Mo Suifeng's script, what should I do next? Seeing that this group of bison has already drunk enough water, can I just watch the bison run away!

Mo Suifeng was a little big at this time, he was unwilling to watch the prey in his hand go away, and there was no practical way, how should this be good. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The bison didn't care about Mo Suifeng's feelings at all, and after a while, the bison herd was ready to leave, and finally the bison started to run like a group of soldiers, led by the king of the ox.

The hooves of the running cows brought up puffs of dust, and in the blink of an eye, the group of bison was about to disappear from Mo Suifeng's sight.

At this moment, the mutation protruded, Mo Suifeng faintly heard a burst of rapid bowstring sound, looked sideways, and saw that from the bushes about half a mile away from him, brushing and brushing, many feathered arrows flew out, and the arrows were like flying locusts, shooting directly at the slowest red-eyed bison.

"Someone, when did they come?" Mo Suifeng was stunned, he had been here for nearly an hour, when did this group of people come, why didn't he notice it at all. I was about half a mile away from them, and I didn't know if they found out that they didn't.

At the moment when Mo Suifeng was thinking, the huge body of the mid-arrow bison smashed to the ground like a wall, and a burst of yellow dust flew on the ground in an instant. The fallen bison struggled to get up, but the arrow wound and the bone injury after the sudden fall made the poor bison struggle for a long time and finally could not get up again, and could only scream "moo..... moo".

The herd of bison running in front of them should have heard the screams of the bison behind them, but instead of stopping, the bison herd ran faster than just now, and disappeared almost in the blink of an eye.

It only took a moment from the time the bison fell to the ground with an arrow to the time the bison ran away wildly and disappeared. The laws of nature are always so cruel, so realistic, so ironic, this is the herd of bison that seems to be very united.

At this moment, a group of people with bows and arrows, hunting knives, and dressed as hunters cautiously came out of the jungle. At the head was an old hunter with gray hair and sharp eyes, who carried an iron-tired bow and a pot of black-feathered eagle arrows on his back.

The old hunter was about fifty away from the bison, saw that the bison was still struggling and wailing, immediately sank his waist immediately, stretched out his hand and pulled out a carved arrow, the dantian was angry, his arms were forced, an iron tire bow was actually pulled into a full string, the old hunter's fingers were loosened, the carved arrow was like a meteor, and went straight to the bull's head, only to hear the sound of "bang", the eagle arrow was in the bull's head, and the bison was angry and died.

When the young hunters saw the death of the bison, they left one of them to guard the guard, and the others collected their bows and arrows, and some laughed and laughed and gathered around the bison, apparently a group of experienced hunters.

"Uncle Shi, you really don't get old!" said a sturdy young man with a chuckle to the old hunter.

"Stinky boy, don't compliment me, spend more time exercising your strength, your archery skills may not be worse than mine in the future. The old hunter was clearly pleased with his arrow.

"Uncle Shi, I always hear the elders say that this side is quite dangerous, I don't see it, with you always here, isn't this entire Chixia Mountain our world?. Another young man with a slightly darker complexion also flattered the old hunter.

"Little Huzi, you really can't say that, it is said that this valley often kills, we can't take it lightly!" the old hunter lectured the dark-skinned young man with a straight face.

Mo Suifeng in the distance listened to a few of them, chatting with each other, and felt a little depressed, it seems that in the future, when hunting, we should also bow and arrow, and see that others have made such a big bison, and it is strange to be greedy.

Just as Mo Suifeng was pondering whether to leave, the change arose, Mo Suifeng only felt that there seemed to be a bad wind blowing in the sky, and then he heard a "roar" of the earth-shattering tiger roar, Mo Suifeng felt dizzy, his eyes were glazed, and he almost fell to the ground.

Mo Suifeng bit the tip of his tongue hard, and a tingling pain came, and Mo Suifeng's brain cleared up a lot.

Before Mo Suifeng could settle down, only a few screams came into his ears, and Mo Suifeng took a closer look, and in just a moment, three of the hunter team that was originally five people died tragically on the spot. I saw a big colorful tiger next to the dead bison. The tiger's mouth was wide open, and a pair of green eyes shot a fierce light, staring at the only remaining old hunter and the darker-skinned young man.

The audience was solemn, at this time the old hunter had already pulled out the hunting knife, his body bowed forward, his muscles were tense, and his face was nervous.

Don't worry about it with the wind, it's important to save people, and rush to the battlefield like lightning. At the moment when Mo Suifeng was about to rush to the present, the two of them were stunned. The tiger seems to be human, and when he opened his mouth, there was a tiger roar, and under the roar, the three of them were stagnant, taking advantage of this opportunity, the tiger pounced on the young man, and the young man's body was like a sieve, unable to move.

Suddenly, a tiger claw the size of a pu fan hit the young man's head, and under this terrifying strength, the young man's head was actually pulled away by the tiger, drawing an arc, falling into the stream, and instantly red blood spurted out from the neck of the black hole.

The old hunter was suddenly furious, the hunting knife in his hand slashed the tiger and retreated, the tiger was still in the air, there was nowhere to borrow strength, the sharp hunting knife hit the tiger's hind legs, the tiger was in pain, the arm thickness of the tiger tail swung violently, like a steel whip hit the hunter's chest, the old hunter squirted out a mouthful of blood "poof", and fell to the ground instantly.

At this time, Mo Suifeng had already arrived, too late to talk, his left foot on the ground, his right foot on the ground, with the spine as the center, closed his mouth and closed his teeth, twisted his waist and back together, concentrated his whole body strength on his right fist, and his right fist pulled back slightly, and then shot away, and a punch went straight to the tiger's head. The tiger's hind legs kicked the ground and rushed forward, but the tiger's hind legs were in pain, and this rush was able to flash his head, and Mo followed the wind to punch the left side of the tiger's body. Only a few clicks were heard, and the tiger's ribs were shattered, and the tiger fell to the ground for a while.

Mo Suifeng didn't dare to be careless, bent down and picked up a steel knife, slashed at the tiger's head, and slashed several times in a row, the knife saw blood, and the tiger fell to the ground and died with a wail, and the audience was dead and silent in an instant.

Mo Suifeng's eyes widened, like a mad demon, staring blankly at the tiger on the ground, panting heavily.

In an instant of life and death, if it weren't for the old hunter who cut the tiger's hind leg just now, I'm afraid everyone would have died today.

A gust of wind blew, and the pungent smell of blood was diluted a lot, at this time Mo Suifeng came back to his senses and raised his eyes to see, at this time, the scene was a mess, five hunters, four corpses, plus tiger corpses, cattle corpses, it was really corpses all over the field, and the blood was soaring.

Except for an old hunter in the audience, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, only Mo Suifeng was left standing on the spot.

After half a sound, Mo Suifeng couldn't help but sigh, the weak eat the strong, it is really the eternal truth in this world. Taking a deep breath and collecting his mind, Mo walked in front of the old hunter with the wind, stretched out a finger to probe the old hunter's breath, fortunately the old hunter was still breathing, and he did not die on the spot.

Mo Suifeng dug a deep pit with a steel knife and buried several corpses in it. The death of the woman and man in black yesterday did not have a big impact on Mo Suifeng, but today's scene of flesh and blood did deeply stimulate Mo Suifeng's nerves. There is a great terror between life and death, and Mo Suifeng believes that after experiencing this life-and-death struggle, his spirit will be fuller and his will will be firmer.

The bows and arrows, hunting knives, and the bison brought by the hunters could not be brought back, so Mo Suifeng found a weapon to hide, and as for the bison, he could only go with him.

The old hunter is still breathing, saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, Mo Suifeng is not a cold-blooded person, the injured old man can't be ignored, Mo Suifeng decided to take the old man back to Guan Yi for treatment. The old man's iron-tire bow is also a good thing, and Mo Suifeng also brought this bow with him.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and when Mo Suifeng carried the old man on his back, dragged the tiger, and walked back to Zixia Temple step by step, it was already a bright moon.

Approaching the front of the view, I saw a petite beauty, who was reclining in front of the door, the moonlight sprinkled lightly on the girl, hazy, like a dream, looking at the girl, looking at the three big characters of "Zixia View", for a while, Mo went away with the wind and haze, full of warmth.