People in the apartment: Zhuge Monkey King got pregnant at the beginning!

New Zealand has a large area of hills and meadows.

Martin galloped his horse, sometimes bending his bow and arrows, and shooting rabbits and huge voles startled by the sound of horses' hooves.

In the Gods and Demons Continent, succubi and elves are both natural marksmen-

They both possess extremely keen senses and a sense of spatial distance, as well as subtle control of their bodies, so archery is not difficult for people of both races.

However, unlike elves, succubi are not environmentalists, and if elves come to such an environment, they will probably have a lot of fun with the small animals nearby, but succubius will have a lot of fun eating.

Aren't animals just food?

Maybe the good-looking ones can be used as pets, but those ordinary, hehe, can only be considered unlucky when they encounter succubi.

In a matter of moments, Martin had hunted seven rabbits and twelve voles.

The voles here are huge, and the rabbit is a little brother in front of them!

(PS: This is not the author's fabrication, the rat infestation in New Zealand has become a plague, and the rats in Auckland are bigger than cats, because the food in the forests and hills can no longer satisfy their groups, and the rats have begun to migrate to the city.)

In Auckland's Titirangi area, these rats are not only afraid of people, but also cats, which are predators, and are ubiquitous in shops, cafes, retaining walls, parking lots, and the RangiwaiRd. They ravaged grain depots and hunted chickens and ducks, which became a headache for the New Zealand government.

The New Zealand government has also issued a "kill order" to eradicate all rats on New Zealand land by 2050. ）

In fact, the meat of these rats is very tender and rich in muscle protein, which is an excellent delicacy.

Martin has hunted many times in the past few days in New Zealand, and the rat meat barbecue he made himself was even praised by Gordon.

Just as Martin was enthusiastically chasing a group of large voles past a hill, he suddenly stopped and listened.

Someone calling for help?

What happened?

Driven by curiosity, Martin rode up the hill and looked at the source of the sound.

In his sharp vision, he could clearly see two humans lying on the tree, and under the tree were two cheetahs, one of which seemed to have discovered his existence and was grinning at this side.

"Oh, interesting, hunting leopards is not much more interesting than hunting voles!"

Martin smiled slightly, revealing two rows of white teeth.

The cheetah fifty meters away seemed to sense the murderous aura and let out an even more rapid roar.

"Be careful, these two leopards are very fast and can climb trees!" the man in the tree opposite reminded loudly.

Martin was stunned, isn't this nonsense!

Then he rode his horse down the mountain.

"Be careful, they're fierce and aggressive. Richard Taylor continued to shout.

Peter Jackson stared at Martin's galloping posture with his eyes fixed, and imagined in his mind that the horse was riding a handsome elf with pale gold and silver hair, pointed ears, and a galloping horse, bending his bow and arrows, and his hair was bound to hit...... This is the elf!

I don't know if this person is handsome or not, otherwise the sense of substitution can be stronger.

This fat man has already written a little stunned when he writes the script!!

"Be careful!" Richard Taylor's exclamation rang in his ears.

Peter hurriedly looked back, and saw that the two cheetahs had outflanked the man on horseback at some point, one left and one right, and then crossed over and pounced on the white steed.

"Ouch!" Peter Jackson couldn't help but exclaim.

At this moment, the man on the horse slammed his feet on the horse's belly, and the horse accelerated sharply and sprang out between the two cheetahs.

It then accelerated towards a steep hill.

The speed of the horse became faster and faster, and it rushed up the steep hill as if it were walking on the ground.

The horse's hooves stepped on a rock, leaping high, and Martin on horseback suddenly let go of the reins, picked his fingers, quickly took an arrow from his quiver, and bent the bow to tie the string.

The two cheetahs also chased after them at this time, and the faster one was only ten meters away from Martin, and when he saw that he had reached the distance of the pounce, he saw that the prey in front of him actually "flew" into the air.

"Boom!" (CGCA) Martin turned around and shot an arrow.

"Whew~"

The cheetah sensed the extreme danger, and only half of the roar came out of its mouth when the arrow shot through its mouth, and the cluster of arrows came out of its brain.

Immediately afterwards, another cheetah had already arrived, and when they saw the tragic death of their companion, they roared angrily and pounced on Martin.

Martin laughed, undaunted.

I saw him deftly turn sideways on the horse, avoiding the cheetah's pounce, and then the bowstring hooked, and the bowstring made of steel wire strangled the cheetah's neck with precision and pulled violently.

Click!

The cheetah's vertebrae were broken, and its body hung limply on the bowstring. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Neat!

"Hiss~!"

Peter Jackson and Richard Taylor in the tree, one gasping and the other dumbfounded, looked at Martin who was driving his horse, speechless.

At this time, Martin stood proudly on top of the tall horse, holding the reins in one hand and the bow in the other, and the corpse of a cheetah hanging on the bowstring, as if the gods had descended to earth.

"It's him, it's him!"

Peter Jackson suddenly screamed like a madman, startling Richard Taylor beside him, and almost fell off the tree.

Martin also looked at the fat man with weed-like hair in confusion, and said to Richard Taylor, "Is your friend scared crazy?"

Richard Taylor blushed embarrassedly and said, "I'm sorry, he's timid, just too scared, thank you for saving us." "

At this time, Peter Jackson in the tree began to beat his chest again, "Oops, oops, I shouldn't have smashed the phone just now, the paragraph that should have been recorded just now is so exciting, he is the elf prince, the natural elf prince!"

Richard Taylor couldn't help but give his friend a slap in the head, "Peter, you should thank this gentleman—"

At this point, Richard Taylor suddenly got stuck, and as Martin walked in, he realized that it was a teenager who had saved him and Peter.

"You're so small?" Peter on the side suddenly let out an exclamation, and then muttered to himself, "It's okay, it's okay, the elf is already handsome, it doesn't matter if he looks smaller, it's just this height ......"

"How old are you?" asked Peter suddenly.

Martin looked at Richard Taylor again, is this friend of yours really okay?

Richard Taylor recovered from his surprise at Martin's age, quickly apologized again, and then grabbed Peter's neck and shook it.

"Wake up, wake up, you have to thank this gentleman, Peter!"

"Ugh!"

Peter finally came back to his senses, rubbed the messy hair on his head with some embarrassment, and said with a red face:

"I'm sorry, I just think you're too much like a character in my script, my name is Peter Jackson, a director, thank you for saving me!"

"Coincidentally!" Martin laughed, "I'm an actor." "

(Brothers, please take care of it, evaluation, flowers, collections, and rewards are all here, thank you.) ）。