After binding the planting ability, I farm and raise cubs in the beast world

"Don't even think about the Xize tribe. The boss will not agree." That is a tribe that has good intentions towards stray animals. Although the boss robs the tribe of food and females, he will never touch the Xize tribe.

"Hey, the previous boss might not have any thoughts about the Xize tribe, but the current boss may not have any."

As early as the rainy season, they had changed their leader, otherwise they would not have attacked the Manta tribe, let alone the Xize tribe.

The conversation between the wandering beasts was drowned in the wailing and screaming of the Manta tribe's orcs, and the bright red blood stained the originally peaceful and happy pure land of the Manta tribe.

The blood mist filled the air, and wherever the wandering beasts passed, the orcs were either seriously injured or torn to pieces on the spot, leaving no intact corpses.

The female was roughly caught and retreated outside the tribe. Then the stray beast entered the tribe again, captured other females, and brutally killed all the cubs in the way, whether they were transformed or not.

Shuolin rushed to the front of Dabi, the leader of the wandering beasts, with red eyes, and clawed fiercely at Dabi, the black wolf's neck. The exposed claws were sharp and gleaming with cold light.

The young man, who was full of gentleness and arrogance, only had hatred and murderous intention for Dabi in front of him, the smell of blood on the tip of his nose, and the screams of the tribesmen in his ears, all of which stimulated Shu Lin. There was only one thought in his mind, that

Just kill these wandering beasts and avenge your tribe.

"Shu Kun's son is not good either. I thought you could be so powerful. Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm so disappointed."

Hei Lang kept talking and exchanged moves with Shu Lin with ease. It was said that it was a fight, but in reality it was Darby who was walking Shu Lin to play.

The reactions and strength of the wandering beasts are much stronger than those of the orcs in the tribe, just because there are dangers everywhere outside. Without extremely fast reactions and strength, they would have died outside long ago.

Perhaps the Manta tribe was almost completely destroyed, and he had lost patience with Shaolin's childish attack style.

When Salin attacked again, Darby counterattacked, biting Salin's neck, his sharp teeth piercing the flesh, and gurgling red blood spurted out like it was free.

Shu Kun, whose eyes were splitting as he paid attention to his son, rushed over like lightning and knocked Darby far away.

The strength in his mouth disappeared, Shuolin turned over several times with inertia, his back hit a stone, the leopard spat out a large mouthful of dirty blood, and the blood flowed from the bite hole on his neck. After a moment, the leopard's eyes began to blur.

I saw the black wolf with red eyes, knocking a leopard to the ground, showing its terrifying claws on its left front paw, and with a pop, the wolf's claw sank into the leopard's abdomen. As if it still wasn't relieved, he pulled out the wolf's claw and brought out the leopard.

of internal organs.

The next moment, he opened his mouth with a fierce look and bit the leopard's neck, which was only breathing. Immediately, blood spurted out. The wolf's head was violently thrown to the side, and the leopard's head was separated from its body.

Shaolin opened his blurry eyes and watched helplessly as his father was killed by Dabi. He sobbed feebly. The fur around his eyes was wet with tears and blood, but he could not get up.

Not only could he not get up, but he could also feel the passage of life. He looked at the tribe from a distance, with rivers of blood and broken limbs everywhere. He even saw his mother dying, looking in the direction of him and his father, unwilling to close her eyes.

Closing his eyes, his consciousness fell into darkness.

"The Manta tribe has nothing left, let's go." Darby took the lead and ran into the forest with a female in his mouth, running towards their camp.

After wiping out the Manta tribe, the pressure on them will be much less during the cold season, and they have also robbed so many females that they might even have offspring.

The stray beasts plundered the Manta tribe. In less than a day, the second largest tribe in Luoyue Forest was destroyed by the stray beasts. Except for the old ones, the females were either killed or robbed. It’s okay to be dead, but they were robbed.

If you leave, you will only be tortured to death, and the end will be miserable.

The mist in the early morning was misty, and the morning breeze was crisp. The Manta tribe was covered by the fog, and the smell of blood lingered for a long time. One night passed, the blood-red land was still there, and many small scavenging animals could not wait to clean the battlefield.

The tribesmen who had escaped the disaster huddled together and cried. They were unable to move and could not even collect the corpses of their tribesmen.

The old priest was already terminally ill because he was too old, and he had no heir. He watched helplessly as the tribe he had guarded all his life was destroyed in one day.

With tears in his eyes, he looked at Shaolin lying on his stone bed. It was because he was useless that he could not protect the tribe. Now Shaulin was the only hope.

The old priest sat cross-legged in front of the stone bed, clasped his hands, devoutly closed his eyes filled with sadness, muttered from the corners of his mouth, and poured out ancient and jerky spells.

Light as bright as daylight overflowed from the old priest's hands, wrapping the stone bed into a cocoon like a dead leopard, and the old priest's body quickly shriveled up.

He used his remaining vitality in exchange for Shuolin's chance to survive. The white light became weaker and weaker, and the white cocoon wrapping the leopard became more and more transparent.

The blood hole left on his neck healed rapidly, visible to the naked eye, until the white light disappeared. The old priest spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, lifeless.

Shuolin woke up and lay on the stone bed with eyes blank, "Sailin, you have to take the remaining tribe members to the Xize tribe..."

The old priest was helped up and leaned on his arms. He looked at the spiritless Shaolin. He also knew that seeing his father beast die in front of him but being helpless was a huge blow to Shaolin.

"Salin, you are the clan leader's son. You have to take the remaining tribe members to the Xize tribe. Only the Xize tribe will take us in. From now on, the tribe will be handed over to you."

After the old priest finished speaking, he passed away. He wanted to tell himself the results of the divination some time ago, but he overestimated how long he could last.

Shuolin turned his amber eyes, and there was lingering sorrow in his calm eyes. He staggered up from the stone bed and regained his human form. Excessive blood loss made his face as pale as snow, and he was as weak as the wind.

Holding the old priest's withered body like a fallen leaf, he placed it on the stone bed, knelt down in front of the stone bed with a plop, rang his head three times, and said, "Send the old priest to the sacrificial altar!"

After saying that, he staggered out of the old priest's cave, silently collecting the corpses of his mother and father, and collecting the corpses of his tribe. The people who followed him out remained silent and joined the procession.

All the dead tribesmen will return to the embrace of the gods in front of the sacrificial altar and under the gaze of the stone statues of the gods.

The blazing flames devoured the bodies of all the dead clan members. Under the light of the fire, the hatred in Shuolin's eyes was as blazing as the flames.

"Let's go to the Xize tribe."

After packing up some of the remaining food and animal skins, he suppressed his overwhelming hatred for seeking revenge against Darby. The Manta tribe was gone. He wanted to seek revenge against Darby again, rather than take the remaining tribe members to die.

He couldn't save the female that was snatched away. He kept laughing at himself for a long time. He thought he was powerful, but in the end, the father beast he harmed died trying to save him. What right did he have to be arrogant?

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