The world doesn't need succubus to save

Let me join your unhappy and disharmonious and somewhat crowded family!

I hope you are not afraid of crowding!

Because I am not afraid!
After finishing speaking, Ning Feng didn't care whether the other three landlords agreed with him, the tenant who broke into the house without authorization, and hugged him.

Grab!

If you can teleport away at this distance, I will admit it.

If not, hehe...

"I want to come in!"

I'm fucking coming!
So, under the bewildered gazes of all parties, Ning Feng bumped his head hard and made intimate contact with Katis' forehead.

thump—

……

……

Boom!
The body fell heavily to the ground, and the scorching ground scorched his tired body. After reaching the limit of physical fitness, such blazing heat actually made people drowsy.

"Stand up for me!"

A half-grown child was picked up from the ground by a big hand.

"one two Three!"

"what!!!!"

"keep fighting!"

The sun, the sand, the sweat, the training...

Just seeing each of these words will make people involuntarily think of the hot memory of sweating under the scorching sun.

But now, Ning Feng saw such a scene.

Dozens of children wearing sewn animal skins, with dark complexion and almost black complexion, are doing a set of movements that are tiring to watch under the sun, stretching their bodies vigorously.

His whole body was already drenched in sweat, and even his body trembled uncontrollably.

And standing in the center of the training ground, a dark and strong middle-aged man like an iron tower was holding a barbed branch and patrolling back and forth with a serious face.

The middle-aged man is not just a form of deterrence, from time to time he will forcefully pull the branches on the children whose movements are deformed or who are about to fall.

Snapped!
"what!"

The cry of pain came from the child's mouth, because it was not a beating in the sense of punishment, but a real slap.

Every swing will leave deep bloodstains on the children's bodies, and sometimes a large piece of flesh will be taken off, dripping with blood.

But in the face of the children's tears and pain, the man showed no mercy at all, and would just lash up again.

Snapped!
"Stand up! Don't cry!"

"Keep going!"

He picked up the fallen child, threw it back to the other children, and said coldly:
"If you don't want to die outside, then stick with me."

"Fight! Only by constantly fighting can we survive in this world!"

He pointed to the other side and said:

"When you are qualified to take up arms, you can become a qualified fighter."

On the other side that the man pointed to, a group of older children were also training, fighting in twos and threes under the scorching sun, training their fighting skills in the most primitive way.

No, that might be called "fighting".

Moreover, they are fighting with weapons in their hands, without holding back their hands, and every move is aimed at the fatal point!

Primitive and savage, extremely dangerous.

Among the group of children, there was one figure that stood out the most.

A muscular young man with oil paint on his face was taking the weapon in his hand from the neck of the opponent who fell to the ground, and tearing off a bone ornament from the opponent's body and hanging it around his neck.

And at his feet, there were three or four "corpses" panting heavily.

He is the only victor, and all fallen enemies become his trophies.

"See? Uchi is the most likely candidate to become the next bonebreaker."

"Do you know how he trains? He experienced the same training as you, but why is he so powerful? Because only fighting can sharpen a true warrior!"

"This power was not given to him by the gods, but snatched from the enemy in every battle!"

Looking at the envious eyes of the children who had forgotten the pain, he smiled slightly, but then returned to his unselfish and stern expression:

"For the future of the clan, each of you must become like Wu Qi, the most powerful warrior on this land!"

Clenching the branch in his hand, the man slammed the ground hard, and shouted at the stunned children:

Snapped!
"What are you waiting for!? Let me continue! One! Two! Three!"

"one two Three!"

This time, the children's shouts seemed even louder.

……

……

dong dong.

"Although it was a bit risky, it seems to be a success."

Gently tapping his head, Ning Feng nodded in satisfaction after confirming that his head was neither broken nor in pain.

Yes, the head is very iron.

It's not that the head is really hard, but that Ning Feng's move this time is really risky.

In fact, he didn't have much confidence in his risky approach, and Ning Feng actually didn't dare to be [-]% sure that he could achieve his goal, but judging from the current situation... it seems to be successful.

Ning Feng successfully broke into his spiritual world.

A mortal, forcibly squeezed into the spiritual world of the gods.

Even if it is a god in a very weak state...then it is still a god!

This behavior can no longer be described by a reckless man. Any reasonable person would say "crazy" after knowing it.

Ning Feng is not crazy, he just has a little more... grasp than others.

But soon, Ning Feng looked around in surprise, and murmured:
"But, what an unexpected scene."

Although Ning Feng kept saying that he wanted to join their big family, he never expected such a scene.

"It's normal, isn't it?"

According to Ning Feng's original thinking, judging from the mental state shown by the other party in cooperation, he has no doubt that he will enter a spiritual world full of distortions and distortions.

But reality does always make him want to complain.

What is that?

What ancient training ground for hominids?

"Why did such a scene happen?"

He didn't expect the other party's mental state to be so... normal.

Although the training looked very hard and cruel, but seeing such a scene, Ning Feng's first reaction was to feel warm.

He is not a sadist, and does not take pleasure in the pain of others.

Not even a masochist, would not enjoy that kind of cruel pain.

Ning Feng just knew exactly what this meant.

He also grew up in this kind of training, and he understands the meaning of those sweats.

For every hard-working fighter, this is a road that must be passed, and every drop of sweat shed on that painful road will be the nutrient for future growth.

There is no way to get close to the training ground easily, Ning Feng can only wait and see from a distance, he has some ideas in his mind but cannot easily verify them.

"Is this really a spiritual world? Or a dream? Or... a memory?"