"Prin! Prin!" Several leopard men were patrolling in the mountain forest. Just as they passed by a bush, there were suddenly several sounds of piercing the air coming from inside. Before they could react, several sharp arrows were fired.

After shooting through their bodies, several skeleton bows and arrows walked out of the grass and directly carried the bodies of the leopard men away, leaving only blood on the ground and traces of blood dripping down.

"Ouch!" Hundreds of Black Panthers quickly moved around in the Shanyue Forest. Only a few of them ducked and came to the place where the Panthers had an accident. They roared and began to use their noses to look for blood in the air.

Judging from the blood stains on the ground, their tribe had just been attacked. Judging from the blood stains on the ground, the opponent would not have left too far.

When these hundreds of Black Panthers smelled the blood of their own people, they all pointed in one direction and ran directly there, running with fast limbs. The ferocious look in their eyes was not hidden at all. They had found them one after another.

My own tribe received information about attacks, and every time there was only blood on the ground, not even a body.

They didn't pay attention at first, but as the other party acted more and more boldly, the number and scope of the Leopard-men attacked continued to increase. Just in the past few days, the number of Leopard-men who died in the opponent's hands had exceeded a thousand.

This made the Leopard Royal Family very angry, so they decisively asked their Panther Warriors to go over to check. As for why they didn't let the Leopard Magicians go over, they were still distressed by the last loss. If they lose another

Yes, they are all going to cry.

As for the tribe leaders of the leopard men, it is even more impossible to do this kind of thing. The main reason is that the number is too small. There will only be one tribe leader of the leopard men in each leopard man tribe. They are more numerous than the leopard man magicians.

Few, and if they all die, they won't even have managers left.

"Come on, more!" Just as the Black Panthers were leaving quickly, there was a young man carrying a knight's sword on the trees not far away, looking at each other with his cold eyes, and there was something on the corner of his mouth.

With a cold smile, he just jumped up and followed the Black Panthers while hanging from behind.

The Black Panthers didn't pay attention to the black shadow behind them at all. Instead, they chased after the smell of blood. Under their fast tracking, they quickly discovered several skeletons carrying their own clan members.

The corpses were walking step by step towards the inside of the plate, throwing aside the corpses of their clan members.

"Ouch!" The Black Panthers looked at the corpses of their clansmen, which were piled aside like tatters. The corpses of their clansmen were piled on the side, with blood dripping down. They roared one after another and rushed directly.

Looking at those skeletons, they want to tear each other to pieces so that they can vent their anger. They look down on their own people. That is their problem, but they will never allow outsiders to kill their own people at will and then use them to kill them.

The bodies were thrown aside.

"You're hooked!" When all the Black Panthers rushed in, suddenly a large number of wooden stakes burst out of the ground. At the same time, a large number of skeleton archers also crawled out of the ground.

The skeleton looked very pale under the white light.

"Kill them!" He Ziwei looked at the Black Panthers who were about to rush out. He Ziwei didn't say anything, but just waved his hand. The skeleton archers outside the wooden piles set up their bows and arrows and aimed at the people inside.

The Black Panthers began to attack. A large number of bone arrows were shot in from outside the wooden piles, and a large number of arrows shot in like raindrops. The Black Panthers had no way to break through the wooden piles. Even if they wanted to jump out,

There is no way.

Because these wooden piles are nearly two meters high, which is taller than the height of the Black Panther, it is impossible to jump out. In addition, there are skeleton archers watching, and some particularly obvious behaviors will attract their attention.

They will add a few gifts to you without any hesitation.

"Clean up and move to another place!" In half an hour of shooting, more than a hundred Black Panthers were shot into a hornet's nest. He Ziwei signaled and asked the skeleton soldiers to pull out the wooden stakes and then recover them.

He picked up the corpse inside and left without looking back. He is now a hunter, and a hunter will not have any feelings for his prey.

"Ah!" The white fox on He Ziwei's shoulder was using his little paws to scratch He Ziwei's hair with great satisfaction. The reason was also very simple. In order to hunt the leopard people more quickly, He Ziwei didn't have time to prepare barbecue.

, basically it is as simple as it can be, just take the fragrant wood cake with a few pieces of dried meat and that's it, He Ziwei can make do with it, but this makes the white fox whose appetite is accustomed to He Ziwei's barbecue, naturally.

I was very dissatisfied. I resisted almost a dozen times a day, and every time I pulled He Ziwei's hair.

"Okay, after I finish hunting once, we will go back to the sentry tower. I will grill you a barbecue. Now you just have to wait and see!" He Ziwei could only grab the little boy helplessly.

The white fox's little paw signaled to the white wolf that he had other things to do now. Let's not worry about eating and talking. With He Ziwei's guarantee, the white fox expressed his willingness to give up interfering with He Ziwei and turned around and ran away.

He Ziwei found a comfortable position above his head, then moved and fell asleep.

"You little guy, there's really nothing I can do against you!" He Ziwei touched the white fox on his head, and the other party just bumped He Ziwei's hand with his head, then curled his tail and ignored He Ziwei.

"When every necromancer grows up, there are piles of bones and blood underneath!" He Ziwei looked at the blood left on the ground and the arrows stuck on the ground. He Ziwei sighed and looked at himself

With his hands, He Ziwei seemed to be able to see the creatures who died under his hands, roaring one after another, staring at him like evil ghosts.

"Every master grows up by stepping on the enemy's bones and walking up step by step!" Long Haoyue also sensed He Ziwei's situation and directly said out loud that this is the way the world is. You must either become a strong person or die.

Weakness is the biggest original sin when others are cutting vegetables.

"I'm not a fool. I know the truth. Pack it up! Let's go to the next place first!" He Ziwei is not a virgin, so naturally he won't have so many sighs. If you want to grow, you must pay a certain price.

Everyone will slowly become the person they were least likely to be before, but the world will slowly change people's ideas. People can only adapt to the world, rather than the world adapting to people. This is the simplest law of the jungle, and the world will not
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