"Is this the scorpion-tailed tiger?"

Confirming that the scorpion-tailed tiger was already cold, Fang Lei then approached the huge body and looked at the scorpion-tailed tiger like a tiger in horror.

When I looked closer, the scorpion-tailed tiger itself looked like a hill, and its fur was shining brightly.

What makes Fang tidy the most attention is not to go through the last section, which is like a scorpion-like tail.

At the end of the tail, there was a drop of crystal liquid on the bone hook.

Obviously, that is the most powerful means of poisoning by the scorpion-tailed tiger!

The ordinary tiger hunting is to pounce, lift and cut. What about this scorpion-tailed tiger? The tail has changed a lot more than that.

Not to mention, the hideous tiger head of the scorpion-tailed tiger itself is even more terrifying than the tigers Fang Lei has seen in the zoo. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a natural predator.

Unfortunately, such a beast was damaged by Fang Lei's flying sword before he could use the most powerful means.

It can only be said that human wisdom is incomparable to these wild beasts. Human beings are naturally good at using wisdom to defeat the strong with the weak.

"The power of the gods..."

Looking at the body exuding a strong evil aura, Fang Lei's fists subconsciously clenched tightly. Fang Lei felt something strange about the identity of the Lord of the Stars.

"Ho huh!"

Unlike Fang Lei’s strangeness, the simple and cute primitive people cheered.

In their opinion, the scorpion-tailed tiger is already one of the most terrifying existences in this forest, but such a terrifying existence was directly killed by their great gods!

Awakened by the cheers of the primitive people, he looked around, and looked at the unconcealed smiles of the primitive people under the light, Fang Lei raised the sword in his hand and drank:

"My believers, take their prey back, we eat tiger meat!"

What does tiger meat taste like? This matter can be said to be different in previous lives.

But today, Fang Lei finally knew that after eating a few bites of tiger meat, he felt that it was just that.

However, the tail without poison sac is quite delicious, and the chicken tastes crispy.

As for the tiger meat, it was probably because of the barbecue seasoning? Anyway, the square was tired and didn’t eat anything special.

After looking at the primitive people whose eyes were almost green, Fang smirked and turned around to the corner of the square.

Anyway, I have taught them the barbecue thing. With the learning ability of this group of primitive people who have evolved and complete evolution, it is not a problem to barbecue yourself.

In the corner of the stone platform, Fang Lei carefully opened the large glass bottle of white wine, and a strong smell of alcohol suddenly came to his face, making Fang Lei's brows subconsciously frown.

"Good guy, this degree."

Fang Lei exclaimed, with a look of eagerness on his face. He was curious about how the results would be for the specialties from other worlds soaked with such a high level of wine.

Fang Lei stuffed the washed flame grass into the wine bottle, and then poured the spring tree sap into it one bowl after another. Then, he threw the magic snake's gall into it.

After finishing all this, Fang Lei threw the blood-carried jack of the scorpion-tailed tiger into the milky white wine.

Visible to the naked eye, scarlet bloodshot spreads in the milky white liquid.

Looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction, Fang Lei carefully twisted the lid, then clapped his hands and shouted at the old Ying Zheng who was having a lot of food there:

"Ying Zheng, come here, I have some things to tell you."

When Old Ying Zheng heard this, he immediately put down the barbecue in his hand with a resentful look on his face, and came to the great god happily with a pious expression:

"I have seen the great Lord of the Stars, I wonder what will you have to convey?"

Looking at the image of Old Ying Zheng as a terrifying figure, Fang Lei felt that he had given him the wrong name.

He should be named Liu Jin and other names are more suitable...

No, Liu Jin's dog-like thing is too bad! It should be more appropriate to call it Zheng He!

This name fits his identity and has a good enough meaning. It means that he expands his territory in this world and becomes a real god.

Even... Going further, maybe you can establish your own divine system!

However, these ideas are obviously not something that the group of illiterates in front of us can understand, so Fang Lei just thought about it casually and said to Lao Yingzheng:

"I ask you, how long can the resources in the tribe last? I may have been away for a long time this time."

Old Ying Zheng seemed to have become accustomed to the departure of the great god. Anyway, he would come back after every time the god left, so as the patriarch, he had nothing to worry about. Therefore, after thinking for a while, he said respectfully:

"Great God, you bring enough things for people in the tribe to spend more than a month."

"After a month?"

Fang Lei shook his head when he heard this, and reminded him: "It's enough. This time I will leave for more than a month. You must arrange the corresponding supplies properly. In addition, this bottle must be taken care of by me and must not be broken."

While talking, Fang Lei pointed at the bottle of wine.

Looking at the tiger whip looming in the milky white wine, Old Ying Zheng's crotch cooled down and he quickly patted his chest and promised: "Great Lord of the Stars, please rest assured that the entire tribe will protect it with his life."

Fang Lei smiled immediately when he heard this, waved his hand and said, "It's not that exaggerating. Find a place to put it in place, be careful not to be smashed by the child."

After saying that, Fang Lei stretched out his hand and the divine power naturally moved, and the Hanxing Sword flew backwards into his hand.

Seeing this scene, Old Ying Zheng's expression became solemn: "Great Lord of Stars, are you going to fight?"

Fang Lei shook his head: "Don't worry, it's just for emergencies. During my absence, the tribe must not have any trouble. When I come back, it will be the time when the tribe truly develops."

As he said that, Fang Lei jumped down from the stone platform, and with a thought, a gray vortex appeared in front of him, swallowing his figure.

Although Fang Lei is a weak god, the essence of the god is not ordinary.

In addition to divine power, Fang Lei's physical fitness is also very different from before. It can probably be regarded as the top level of this primitive tribe, but it is still within the physical fitness level of human beings.

More than a month may be a long time for the primitive tribe. But for Fang Lei, this time is actually not long.

In your own world, it is only three days of effort.
Chapter completed!