Chen Yu didn't think there was anything wrong with Feng Xing's behavior, and was even worried that it wasn't cruel enough.
More than a dozen jackals have abandoned their king and fled out of fear. It would be great if we could kill them all, then find their lair and kill even the puppies that haven't even opened their eyes.
These jackals are just like those little days. They are afraid of you and fear you when you are strong, but they have bad intentions in secret. Once you are weak, they will pounce on you like these inferior dogs, wishing to scrape all your bones.
In a few minutes, Feng Xing and the battered jackal king were the only ones left outside the yard. The jackal king was dying, with all four of his legs bitten off and his entire body covered in torn flesh.
Feng Xing stood on the jackal king, roared towards the sky, and then growled towards the cave entrance.
Three little leopards and a lynx came out. Feng Xing growled again, and the little leopards and lynx pounced on the jackal king and feasted on him. After all, this was the meat of a spiritual creature, which was of great benefit to wild beasts like them.
Feng Xing put one claw on the head of the Jackal King and looked at the Jackal King with contempt as he twitched in pain.
There was no light in the jackal king's eyes except pain. He knew that he was dead. Even if he escaped, he would be eaten by the puppies.
This group of jackals in the Misty Forest treat their own tribe in this way. Most of them don't even wait until death. Once there are old and disabled jackals in the tribe who lose their hunting ability, they will be eaten up. The first ones to speak are their own children. There is no emotion at all.
Chen Yu came down from the lookout tower. This scene still had some impact on him. The bloody fight, the brutality of the battle, the indifference of the strong, and the ruthlessness of the weak were all portrayed vividly.
The scattered intestines and flowing internal organs, the cracked skull and bursting brain, the scene even made him want to vomit at one point, but he still insisted on watching. This is what is happening under the fog. If you want to survive, it is not just playing house as you imagined.
"Those two old trees, enjoy your last night..."
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