Everyone hurriedly gathered around the white bones, which were bitten to pieces. The head was separated from the body, and the upper body was separated from the lower body. It looked particularly scary.
"Look, there's another one there!"
Suddenly, someone discovered another white skeleton under a big tree not far away.
"There are still two or three more over there!"
Someone said again.
Everyone quickly looked up and suddenly discovered several white bones. Everyone was trembling with fear and their hair stood on end.
"There are so many bones here. They must all be from Mengjia Village. They must have been killed by the tiger!"
"Oops, then there must be tigers coming and going here. Meng Zheng, we have killed so many rabbits anyway, how about we go out?"
"Yeah, I don't want to die in vain!"
"Don't be afraid, we are here. Of course we have to kill the tiger and avenge the villagers! And if I can kill the tiger, then won't we be able to hunt in the future?"
Meng Zheng took courage and said.
He glanced at Chu Xuanchen, he didn't want to be looked down upon by him.
"But so many villagers were no match for this tiger before, and we don't know martial arts, so how can we fight it!"
"Wait a minute, listen, there seems to be a sound of heavy footsteps!"
Suddenly, Mengzi stood there with a stiff look on his face.
"what sound?
Zian, we didn’t hear anything, what did you hear?”
Someone asked curiously.
Meng Zian quickly climbed to the ground, then put his ear to the ground and began to listen to the sound.
Chu Xuanchen immediately looked at him and found that his ears were moving, and they were moving very fast, unlike ordinary people.
Could it be that Meng Zian's hearing is particularly good?
Because he had been cultivating his internal strength for many years, he also heard the footsteps, but none of the villagers present heard them.
But Meng Zian can hear even though he has no internal power, which shows that his hearing is different from ordinary people.
If such talents are trained a little, they may be of great use in future wars.
At this time, Meng Zian's expression became more and more solemn, "I heard, there were indeed heavy footsteps, and there was a sound of breathing.
Meng Zheng, what should we do now?"
When Meng Zheng heard this, he immediately clenched his hatchet and jumped in front of everyone. He gritted his teeth and said: "It must be a tiger coming. Don't be afraid. I will lead the charge and deal with it!"
Just as he finished speaking, a tiger roar suddenly came from not far away, "Ouch--"
Everyone immediately shrank in fear, their livers and gallbladders split.
At this time, the roar of the tiger was getting closer and closer, and in the forest not far away, a huge, ferocious and terrifying white tiger with hanging eyes ran over!
After the tiger ran over like a gust of wind, it jumped onto a big rock. It had a vigorous posture, a majestic body, bright eyes, and a majestic look. At first glance, it was the king of tigers.
As soon as it jumped up, it stared at everyone sharply, then showed its sharp fangs and roared at everyone.
Immediately, sand and rocks flew across the ground, and a violent storm broke out. Everyone's eardrums were almost shattered!
"Oh no, this tiger probably weighs six to seven hundred kilograms.
Meng Zheng, we can’t defeat it, let’s run!”
Some timid villagers were so frightened that they backed away.
When Meng Zheng saw the giant tiger, he was trembling with fear. He said to everyone: "Come on, let's all go up together and kill it!"
As he said that, he had already picked up the machete and rushed forward in one stride.