A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

Jiang Yu and Fang Yuan handed over the bird to the clan witch.

I slept until three o'clock in the morning.

I was still woken up by the noise outside the hut.

Fang Lang's hunting team also returned.

There were fifteen people when we set off.

Only four came back.

lost heavily.

Just as Jiang Yu expected. The lone wolf in Heather Village has begun to transform into a demon.

The intelligence is not weaker than human beings.

The positions between hunter and prey have been reversed.

Unexpectedly, Fang Lang was still in a mess when he came back.

His whole body was injured and his fatigue was evident.

But I heard that the tribe has a distinguished guest. He didn't even bother to rest.

Take a cold shower and put on clean clothes. So he went to say hello to Lianshan Mengyun in high spirits.

It seemed that he was not the one who escaped from death.

As a result, he was directly blasted out by Lianshan Mengyun.

Jiang Yu was not interested in the matter of Flying Dog Gou. Preoccupied with the blood-soaking ceremony.

But Fang Yuan's thoughts were much more complicated.

He has shown amazing talent for witchcraft since he was a child.

I thought that people around him would regard him as the hope of the village. But the changes that happened one after another completely subverted his understanding.

In order to secure his position as the heir, the eldest brother wants to attack his two younger brothers.

The second brother has always treated him as a fool. My love for him is all for my father and mother to see...

My parents knew that the brothers were killing each other, but they didn't stop it. The greatest protection for him is to send him to the Lilu tribe for training.

Family affection...

It would be better to get along easily with Jiang Yu, whom he met by chance.

Jiang Yu didn't know he thought so much. He was carelessly dragged to the food hut to get food.

Clan hunters are allocated more food than ordinary residents.

Not exactly delicious, but filling.

When the two came to the dining room, a group of people were discussing the news brought by the distinguished guest.

Jiang Yu doesn't like talking to strangers.

Sitting aside, eating barbecue and listening with open ears.

I heard really incredible news.

The clan leader tribe has already started a war with the Wushan tribe.

Lian Shan Mengyun is here to recruit warriors.

But they didn't expect that the Baishuang tribe had already defected to the enemy.

When she arrived at the White Frost Tribe, she encountered a sudden attack.

If the guards hadn't tried their best to stop her, she would have had her head taken off by the Frost Tribe as a token of honor.

The rebellion of Baishuang tribe is bad news for Lianshan Mengyun. But it is an opportunity for the Lilu tribe.

There were constant frictions on the border between the two tribes. The overall strength of the Baishuang tribe is stronger than that of the Lilu tribe.

Now, there is finally a chance to surround and suppress them with the help of the clan leader's tribe.

If the Baishuang Tribe is annexed, the Lilu Tribe's hunting grounds will be at least doubled.

This incident also triggered an unexpected chain reaction.

Lianshan Mengyun not only wanted to recruit warriors for the battle, but also selected ten personal guards.

The status of personal bodyguards is very high.

If you are lucky enough to be photographed by Lianshan Mengyun, you will be brought into your house. The status will rise to a whole new level.

This is an opportunity to step up.

No wonder Fang Lang wanted to lick the young master of Fengxia tribe regardless of his injury.

It's a pity that although Lian Shan Mengyun has a big temper, he is not stupid at all.

I heard that the wolf hunting mission failed, so I took advantage of the situation and set the wolf hunting as a test for choosing a guard.

The ten best-performing clan hunters will become her personal guards.

After Fang Lang heard this condition, he signed up without hesitation.

Not long ago he was almost killed by a lone wolf.

The psychological shadow on the wolf is greater than Fang Yuan's.

But Lianshan Mengyun's condition is not to kill the lone wolf, but the ten best performing warriors.

Then there is an opportunity.

Acting is his forte.

Jiang Yu never thought about being a guard for anyone. Anyway, the Wuwen obtained from Lianshan Mengyun has been given to Fang Yuan. It will be the same when the time comes to study with that kid.

The thing he looked forward to most was the blood soaking ceremony.

I don't expect it to become much better.

At least a few sparks will pop out when you snap your fingers.

This wait is two days.

The clan witch spent a lot of energy preparing the potion.

Finally, the bright red blood-like liquid was poured into a large pit.

There seemed to be a lot of liquid, but there were fifty or sixty clan hunters performing the blood soaking ceremony.

Sitting in the pit, it was almost crowded.

The clan witch staggered to the big pit on crutches.

He spoke feebly, as if he was talking in a dream: "The blood-soaking ceremony has the effect of stabilizing the acupoints. It can only be performed once in a lifetime. You must feel this process well."

"Yes!"

Everyone was excited and anxious.

The clan witch raised his head slightly and made a sniffling sound from his nasal cavity: "Heh...heh...bah!"

A mouthful of thick, sticky phlegm was spat into the pit.

"boom!"

The liquid in the pit burned instantly like ignited hot oil.

The heat wave hits the sky.

Heart-rending screams suddenly came from the pit. It's like being put into a frying pan.

Only Jiang Yu showed an expression of enjoyment.

There was a burning sensation on the skin.

There is a hint of refreshing in the warmth.

Seeing Fang Yuan screaming in ecstasy, he reached out and touched his arm: "Hey, is it that exaggerated?"

Unexpectedly, with just a slight touch, Fang Yuan actually rolled his eyes: "Oooh, hoho, don't touch me... I'm going to die and ascend to heaven! I seem to have seen my deceased grandma..."

Jiang Yu was startled and quickly retracted his hand.

But then he felt that Fang Yuan's shout was too exaggerated. So he flicked the forehead of the person beside him.

As a result, the man floated on his back with bubbles blowing from his mouth.

The people waiting outside the pit immediately threw out ropes and dragged the person out of the pit.

The clan witch didn't seem to see what happened just now. He reminded with a dry voice: "Please note that the blood soaking ceremony can only be performed once in a lifetime. Do not interfere with others, and do not be interfered by others. The longer the soaking time, the stronger the acupoints will be."

Jiang Yu was very embarrassed. But with one less person around, it feels a lot more spacious.

Not long after, another person was dragged out.

But Jiang Yu was a little skeptical about the effectiveness of the blood-soaking ritual.

As time goes by, the burning sensation on the skin becomes less and less intense.

If it weren't for the bloodshot eyes of others, they would grit their teeth and persist. He almost doubted the efficacy of this thing.

Out of boredom, he started taking a bath carelessly: "It would be nice if someone could help me rub my back."

There are fewer and fewer people in the blood pool.

At first, they fainted in twos and threes.

Later, they were almost dragged out in batches.

Only a few people are still struggling.

Fang Yuan's consciousness has long been blurred.

Between awake and comatose.

Veins were pulsing on his forehead and his nostrils were bleeding.

The skin all over his body was as red as a cooked crab.

It is only through the persistence of not admitting defeat that I have been able to support myself until now.

But even so, his eyes widened and his face became ferocious.

Jiang Yu felt a little sorry for him.

But it should be considered remarkable that he has persisted for so long.

At some point, there was no one else in the pit.

The blood in the pool evaporated quickly under the flames.

Jiang Yu could still take a bath or something at the beginning. But in less than an hour, there was only a mixture of blood, water and mud left in the pit.

He watched the flames extinguish little by little and asked, "Is this the end?"

However, the person who answered the call was not a clan witch.

An arrogant voice sounded: "I want this person!"