My eyes slowly opened, and a glimmer of light had appeared outside the window, and the chirping birds were filled with vitality.

Mo Feng held up and looked at Mo Xin who was still sleeping sweetly beside him. He couldn't help but smile a little, and his five fingers gently slid across her tender cheeks.

There is a mechanical watch beside the bed, which is used to record the time here.

At around five o'clock, the morning sun outside the house shone through the thin mist in the forest, and the fresh air made people shocked.

"Brother, why did you wake up so soon?" Mo Xin opened her little eyes in a daze, looked at her brother, and murmured.

Mo Feng smiled gently and was about to answer, a few steps came from outside the house, followed by a rough but respectful voice: "Brother Mo, have you gotten up? Today, a few pheasants were boiled in the village, so get up and eat something?"

Mo Feng instinctively wanted to refuse, but then he thought that since he wanted to help these people, he had to establish prestige among these people. Moreover, the people at this time were much more enthusiastic than later generations when they were capable. He immediately responded: "I'll go there right away!"

After a few moments, it was located in a few iron pots in the middle of the village.

At this time, the iron pot was surrounded by women, children and children. They were pale and thin, and they looked at the iron pot in front of them. In their eyes, the refreshing fragrance had already made them salivate.

Looking at Mo Feng coming, the men who returned from hunting yesterday looked at Mo Feng with admiration.

"Come on!" Wang Zhan also shouted cheerfully.

As the words came out, the eyes of all women, children and children were straightening, and the sound of swallowing was endless. As the lid of the pot was opened, the pheasant was caught in everyone's eyes. The pheasant was not big, but a full pot of water was added. A layer of oil was floating on the water surface, and then a basket of wild vegetables were poured into it. At the same time, there were pieces of crystal-shaped rock salt.

With the sound of everyone swallowing their saliva, the lid of the pot was covered again. Mo Feng chose to remain silent throughout the whole process.

Not long after, the refreshing fragrance came out and the pot was opened again.

This time, it was much thicker and the soup in the pot was covered with wild vegetables, and the gurgling soup was still boiling.

"Dinner!" Wang Zhan shouted loudly, and then the five pots were placed in an orderly manner. However, the men were in front, the women, children, and the elderly were behind.

After a while, Wang Zhan looked at Mo Feng and Mo Xin next to his voice with hesitation, and then he gritted his teeth. He immediately saw him walking over with two pottery bowls, and each pottery bowl was covered with light yellow soup and a chicken leg.

Mo Feng took it, but Yu Guang saw that the women, children and the elderly had only light soup and three or two wild vegetables in the bowl, especially when they looked at the remaining chicken in the pot, their eyes were emitting green light. The pitiful eyes could not be removed for a long time.

Mo Feng's heart trembled slightly, and his teeth were inexplicably clenched. The strong prey on the weak. It was already considered that these young and strong young people could give these women and children a bite in this situation. Besides, the status of women was not high at this time, especially in the deep mountains and forests.

The women and children finished drinking the chicken soup in a few sips, and then watched it with greed.

At this time, Wang Zhan and seventy or eighty other hunters stepped forward and looked at Mo Feng with a bright look, "Brother Mo, you can fight fierce tigers, which is rare in ancient and modern times, and you will definitely be able to be appointed as a marquis in the future."

"But now the survival of the village is becoming increasingly difficult. When our village entered the mountains, there were more than 300 people, but now there are only more than 100 people left. Most of them are old people and children, and young men are all." Wang Zhan was slightly silent when he said this.

Then he looked up and said solemnly: "Brother Mo, we brothers have made a decision. I want you to take us into the mountains to hunt. Do you think it is feasible?"

After saying that, everyone's eyes were hopeful. They had fifty or sixty young and middle-aged men in their village, but every time they entered the mountain, they would die, and there were countless poisonous insects and beasts.

Mo Feng's eyes trembled slightly, and he immediately glanced at everyone, but at this moment, an inappropriate voice sounded, and a strong young man was speaking with a cold face shouting: "Why should I let him take him? My neighbors, although Mo Feng carried a big worm back, who knows if he killed him? Maybe the tiger died of poisonous insects, snakes and scorpions!"

As the words came out, everyone pondered slightly, and the middle-aged men looked at each other, while the young man's father narrowed his eyes slightly, but he did not stop him. It was Mo Feng himself, with his sword eyebrows slightly raised and he didn't say much.

"Hmph, aren't you talking?" The young man snorted coldly, then turned around and looked at everyone and shouted: "My neighbors, have you forgotten that Mo Feng's father was eaten by beasts when he entered the mountain. If Mo Feng really had such ability, how could he be troubled by his father?"

This time, everyone looked at each other and even started to talk carefully, all of whom were half-believing and half-doubting.

Seeing that Mo Feng was unmoved, the young man raised a sneer, which was the only way to determine his warrior status. He immediately said contemptuously: "Mo Feng, it doesn't matter if you fight the tiger. In this way, we will play two of us. Whoever wins and who will be the leader of the village, will you dare to fight?"

"Ha, you deserve it too?" Mo Feng's aura of looking down on everything could not help but exude, and his words were filled with contempt.

"You, hum, you're not talking too fast." As he said that, he pointed to a small tree with a bowl of 50 steps, and then sneered: "Since you are in the mountains and forests, bows and arrows are the first choice. Then let's compare who can shoot that little tree, how about?"

As the words came out, women and children around him were talking.

"Wang Cong is a child with talent and intelligence. Even if there are few people in the entire village who are his opponents, Mo Feng is probably not easy to win."

"That's right! I remember that earlier, he shot a leopard with one arrow apart with an arrow."

"Brother Wang, do you think Mo Feng can win?" a man in his thirties asked with a frown.

Wang Zhan frowned slightly and pondered a little, saying, "This child Wang Cong is extremely talented and is even first-class in archery. I'm afraid Mo Feng will not win."

In the field, Mo Feng looked at Wang Cong, and he had a scheming in his mind. He also saved these mountain people and accumulated strength for himself, so he had to stand up.

Thinking of this, Mo Feng's eyes were burning, and he immediately smiled contemptuously and said, "Then play with you!"

After saying that, he turned around and went to the house to get the bow.

It didn't take long for Mo Feng to come back, but when the mountain people looked at the arrows in his hand, they couldn't help but raise their eyebrows, with a hint of surprise.

"Hmph, I don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick." Wang Cong looked at the compound bow with dark black light in Mo Feng's hand, and couldn't help but glance coldly, but there was a hint of greed in his eyes, but his words were extremely contempt.

After saying that, he bent his bow and arrow. An ancient bow and arrow was instantly pulled into a full moon. The creaking of the bowstring was very difficult to hear. An arrow that was not very straight was ready to be launched.
Chapter completed!