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Lin Feng carried the body of the jackal back to the valley, just in time to see the ranger lying peacefully in the pit.

Several people in Daqing were filling the pit with soil.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Feng asked curiously.

"Patriarch Qiyu, he was too injured to survive, and said that he wanted to experience the taste of being buried alive."

Shooting a little Ku smiled and stepped forward to report.

"Uh oh."

Lin Feng nodded with a confused expression.

These players have a lot of fun!

"Exactly, you buried this guy together."

Lin Feng threw the body of the jackal on the ground and said.

"Okay, just let him be a companion with the Ranger!"

Shooting a little Ku smiled and threw the body of the jackal into the pit and pressed it on the Ranger.

", I don't want to be buried with the jackals!"

The ranger in the pit immediately protested.

"Afraid of what? Anyway, your corpse will be refreshed in a while, and in the end, only this one jackal is left in the pit. Shooting

a little bit Ku paid no attention to the Ranger's protests and continued to fill the pit.

The ranger shouted a few words and saw that no one took care of him, so he could only helplessly accept the reality of being buried with the jackal.

......

Late at night.

Under the towering giant tree.

In the largest tent.

The patriarch of the jackal tribe, the mad slaughter blood axe, sat in the middle of the tent, his face gloomy.

"Broken Throat hasn't come back yet?"

He asked in a deep voice.

Early this morning, he sent Broken Throat, one of the three warriors of the tribe, to lead a small team to the southeast to look for traces of the Terran tribe. But until now, the broken throat has not returned.

This gave him a sense of foreboding.

"Not yet, I just went out to take a look, and there was no movement at all in the dark outside."

One of the three warriors of the tribe, the "Bear Hunting Blood Axe" urn, replied.

The reason why he "chosen" the name Bear Hunt is because he once defeated a giant bear more than two meters tall alone!

Among the three warriors of the tribe, he was the strongest, second only to the patriarch Wild Slaughter.

In addition to the madman and bear hunter, there is also one of the three warriors, "Wind Wolf Blood Axe".

Among the three major warriors, in terms of strength, the bear hunter is the strongest, the broken throat is the second, and the wind wolf is the worst.

But the wind wolf has awakened a special ability.

Transform the wolf!

He can transform from a jackal into a black wolf, thus having greater agility and concealment.

Relying on this special ability, he was deeply slaughtered by the patriarch.

"Could it be that something delayed and left outside for the night?"

Wind Wolf guessed.

"Broken Throat is quite cautious, and without special circumstances, he is unlikely to risk spending the night outside." Mad Tu frowned and said, "Something must have happened!" "

How about I check it out?"

The wind wolf took the initiative to ask.

"It's too late for you to take this risk."

Berserk shook his head.

In his eyes, the entire squad of Broken Throat added up, and it was not as important as the Wind Wolf alone.

"We'll wait until noon tomorrow, and if they haven't come back by noon, you'll check it out."

In the end, Berserk made a decision.

Maybe the broken throat was really delayed, and it was too dangerous to come back at night, so I found a safe place outside to spend the night.

Tomorrow morning, maybe they will return.

......

At noon the next day, Broken Throat and the others naturally did not return.

The bodies have been buried in the ground, what happened?

The first scout of the Jackal Tribe, Wind Wolf, turned into a black wild wolf and quietly left the tribe and headed southeast.

The grass and shrubs along the way provided him with excellent concealment.

He walked all the way to the southeast, carefully avoiding wild beasts when encountered, carefully searching for the traces left by the Broken Throat Squad.

After searching for a long time, no trace of the Broken Throat Squad was found.

What exactly happened to Broken Throat Squad?

Is it to encounter a powerful beast and destroy the whole army?

Or did you encounter some accident and were trapped and couldn't get out?

Just as he lowered his head in thought, a roar of a beast suddenly came from ahead.

He immediately recognized that it was the howl of a wild boar!

A light flashed in his eyes, and the wind wolf slowly approached in the direction where the voice came from.

Under the cover of the grass, he quietly came to the place where the sound came from, and looked ahead through the gap in the grass.

I saw five Terrans, hunting a wild boar.

There are indeed people here!

The wind wolf was happy in his heart, since there were people hunting in this area, it showed that there were no beasts that were too powerful.

The possibility of the Broken Throat Squad being destroyed by the powerful beast group can already be ruled out.

There is no unknown threat of powerful beasts, and then, he can slowly look for the traces of the Broken Throat Squad with peace of mind.

Perhaps in these people, some clues can be found.

Through observation, he found that the strength of these Terrans was very strong, stronger than the Terrans he had encountered before.

You know, in the wilderness, wild boars are not easy to mess with!

Especially the wild boar in front of him, more than two meters long, with sharp fangs one foot long on his mouth, is definitely a big man among wild boars.

Even if they are jackals, to deal with this large wild boar, at least four or five together are sure.

But these five Terrans in front of them hunted this wild boar, and they didn't fall behind at all!

I saw two Terrans using ropes made of vines to trap the boar's body, desperately pulling it to prevent the boar from escaping.

The wild boar rushed left and right, struggling hard, but could not break free.

These two Terrans, such a strong force!

This scene made the wind wolf can't help but marvel.

A wild boar of this size, even if it is a jackal referred to as strength, two people may not be able to hold it.

But these two Terrans, although their faces were red, they kept pulling the rope. The wild boar struggled, and although it could drag them, it could not break free.

How could the power of the Terrans be so strong?

Three other Terrans, taking advantage of the boar's control by their companions, are attacking the boar with weapons in an attempt to hunt it.

Armed with a mace covered with stone and bone fragments, the Terrans smashed it on the boar's forehead, causing the boar to let out a wail of pain.

Wait, mace?

The wind wolf reacted, his gaze tightly locked on the mace in the hands of the Terrans.

He could be 100% sure that this mace came from their Blood Axe tribe!

Only their tribe can create maces with such a unique style!

So the question is, is this and the mace picked up by this Terran by chance, or is it that the Broken Throat Squad was planted in the hands of these Terrans?

The strength of these Terrans is indeed good, one-on-one, they all have the strength to single out a jackal.

But with the strength of the broken throat, one person is enough to defeat this five-person squad.

If the Terran tribe wants to completely destroy the Throat Squad, there are only three possibilities.

The first possibility is that this Terran tribe has more than thirty warriors of equal strength to five Terrans.

This is clearly impossible.

Generally speaking, those who come out to hunt are the strongest warriors in the tribe. These five people should be the strongest combat power of the Terran tribe.

A warrior of this strength, in terms of the physical talent of the Terrans, it would be good to be able to produce one out of thirty!

To gather thirty warriors of this strength, at least a large tribe of more than a thousand people.

The Baimu tribe, the largest Terran tribe in the eastern part of the island, only has three or four hundred people, and it is impossible for a Terran tribe with more than a thousand people.

So this option, first of all, can be excluded.

The second possibility is that the Terran tribe has a strong person whose strength is comparable to that of a broken throat!

This is also obviously impossible.

The weak body of the Terrans, no matter how much exercise and talent they have, they cannot be the opponent of the broken throat.

The five Terrans in front of them are basically the ceiling of the Terrans' strength, and they are far from the broken throat.

Eliminate two absolutely impossible options, the truth, there is only one left!