"He said that the most important truth in his life was what humans taught him."

Bai Shanjun fell into memories and tried hard to recall some of the words his father taught him.

And Baishan in front of him was also confused.

Yes, he successfully avenged his brothers, killed the hunters team in a mess, and even crippled the old dog Liu, killed him and the descendants of the incense burner.

Although the chain of hatred still exists, it has been cut off in disguise, and Baishan Jun won.

Liu Laogou no longer has the power to revenge.

The existence of Baishan has completely become a deterrent to this forest, and humans dare not get close to it.

No one dares to provoke the king of the mountains.

With the existence of a king-level hunter, this forest became prosperous, with dense leaves and numerous animals.

Then, Baishan lived a stable life on the mountain, without human harassment.

Hunting, resting, hunting, resting.

No further practice.

Because hunting has occupied all of life, survived and reproduced children, just like all animals that survived in the woodland.

I just occasionally recall the carefree life in the fertile woodland.

There are also the meaning of cultivation and the meaning of existence that I often think about at that time.

I often remember that humans are so selfish and ugly, and they can't see any positive emotions in them at all.

"If I want to die of old age, I must go back to the fertile field. If I can't go back in this life, the corpse must be buried there..."

When talking about homesickness, Baishan's eyes were filled with tears.

The days passed day by day, and there was no time in the mountains. The tiger had grown into its prime, with a length of nearly three meters.

Even if he stopped practicing, he was still a half-demon born in fertile fields and had a much longer lifespan than an ordinary tiger.

After living in the mountains and forests for a long time, his temperament gradually approached the beastly nature.

He not only hunts for food, but also sometimes hunts and plays with prey for his own temperament and desire to kill.

He used to be merciful, but now he doesn't.

Since you are outside and want to be a wild beast, then be a wild beast completely. At least, that is your natural choice.

This made Bai Shengsheng, who was watching from the side, feel extremely heartbroken.

From beasts to demons, the rationality gained.

Empty through day after day killing and hunting, and finally degenerate into a beast.

Then the days passed day by day.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will eventually escape from the demon body and completely retreat into the form of a beast during his repeated beast activities.

Go to be the king of beasts in the mountains.

That's all, you can see the end at a glance.

until.

One day in the future.

The iron-cast birds passed through the sky, with a bad smell of diesel and gunpowder. Baishan was very tired of this smell, but he couldn't reach the iron birds.

Buzzing - disturbing the tiger's dream.

Someone came up to the mountains again. These people had a more or less bloody smell. For cats, the smell of blood is very sensitive.

Bai Shan stretched his waist deep and didn't pay too much attention. In fact, someone did come up the mountain and he smelled the smell from humans.

However, most of the elderly, weak women and children who are forced to make a living come to the mountains to collect herbs. For these weak humans, Baishan, who are full, doesn't even bother to hunt them. As long as those humans don't sway in front of him, Baishan will basically not pay much attention to them.

But soon after, there was a familiar smell, many years ago, unforgettable, that smell.

The taste of the old enemy.

He is here again.

Bai Shan's hair exploded, his body stretched, and his vigorous muscles aroused.

He dares to come, he is here to take revenge, that human.

Humph, I have some courage.

But is it really useful to have courage?

The familiar "people" appeared in front of Baishan.

The left hand has disappeared, only half of the right leg, half of the face is terrifyingly sunken, and the terrifying thing that cannot be concealed by long gray hair.

On his right hand, there was also a hunting rifle holding it flat.

Liu Laogou smiled in a hoarse voice.

"Let's decide life and death."

"I know you understand, you are different from ordinary beasts."

Yes, Bai Shan understood, but he was too lazy to say anything to Liu Laogou. He jumped up his hind legs and headed towards Liu Laogou in a cull posture.

In this posture, his belly was open, and if the bullet from the hunting rifle could be shot, Bai Shan would also die.

If it were Baishan in the past, he would have been vigilant and waited for an opportunity to ambush, but now he is the king of the mountains and forests.

He wanted to hunt the prey in front of him in the most fierce posture, but he missed a step. Liu Laogou actually practiced with one hand faster than with both hands.

Oops...

Baishan thought so.

A shotgun would not kill him on the spot, but in the mountains, the consequences of being seriously injured as a wild beast were equally fatal.

Click, the trigger pulls.

The smell of gunpowder and sound did not come.

The bullet was not vented on Baishan's belly, only Liu Laogou had a playful expression on his face.

There were no bullets from the hunting rifle, but Baishan's claws were real. One claw came down and penetrated Old Man Liu's shoulder blades, and blood gushed out like a waterfall.

Old Dog Liu fell to the ground like a rag bag, with blood sprayed on his wound, his face pale, but he raised his head with difficulty and stared at Baishan with interest.

"Are you too many people doing this for Shan Dawang? If it weren't for my gun, you might have been done..."

Bai Shan did not comment or pursued him, but just looked at Liu Laogou who was dying.

He didn't understand why Liu Laogou made such a decision. This hunter who had fought with him for the rest of his life would choose this way to challenge him.

Why?

Liu Laogou also felt Bai Shan’s doubts and spirituality. Blood spurted out from his mouth, as if he was looking back.

"Are you wondering, are you asking me why, are you? You are really like a monster, smart and powerful."

"I hate you very much. You killed my only son. This is where I hate you. I believe you hate me very much. I remember that our hunting group... the first white tiger I killed seemed to look very similar to you... It should be your relative too..."

"We will not forgive each other. You hate me, I hate you. From the beginning to the end, it is like this. I will not change after I die. If I become a ghost, I will hate you..."

Bai Shan disdained that if he hadn't had enough cultivation, those who died under his claws would have become gangsters who served him.

He is not afraid of those things.

Hula Hula—A sound passed by again, it was the sound of the iron bird.

They all have a disgusting smell of diesel and gunpowder.

Liu Laogou's eyes were a little out of focus, and he raised his hands with difficulty, pointing to the bird above the sky and said.
Chapter completed!