Lord Zhang Fei

Seeing that the man was about to run towards the giant tree, the raised his hand, pointing at the branches of the tree. Before the man realized what the boy was talking about, it was too late. He found his legs being caught up in some rope while a big net sprouted from the ground ground *hula* and quickly suspended the man in the air.

The boy shook his head and walked over to where the net was hung and said. “I told you to stop, uncle, but you didn’t stop. You know it’s not my fault you get caught up in a trap-net.”

He was about to walk towards Zhao to release the ropenet when the two women ran to him, one after another. The woman wearing the white headband grabbed the boy’s ears with both hands, and pulled his small face fiercely, shouting. “Fei.... If I find you next time time run out by yourself, I will tear your ears off....huh!”

Zhang Fei rubbed his aching ear vigorously, and immediately begged vaguely for mercy: “Sister Qiu Shuang, if you don’t let go, I will really become a pig face.”

The woman wearing a yellow headband hurriedly stepped forward and gently smacked her hands away, easing the pressure of Qiu Shuang’s hand. She pulled Zhang Fei to the left, glancing angrily at Qiu Shuang. She looked at the boy and asked. “Fei, you’re not hurt, are you?”

Zhang Fei made a grimacing face at Qiu Shuang and said, “Huh. Sister Hong knows that it hurts me. But don’t worry, sister Shuang, I’m very strong and capable.”

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“I mean the bear. Did it hurt you?”

“No, big sister. How could this little bear hurt me? It’s a pity that I didn’t catch a living one. I have been busy preparing for a long time.”

That was right. This little boy called Zhang Fei was the person who was reincarnated and came to the Sacred Spirit Continent. Four years had passed by this time, and Zhang Fei had finally realized that he was really not dreaming. How could anyone dream of doing so many things for so many years? And every day, everything was so real and so natural.

At this time, Zhang Fei had grown from a little baby to a strong child, about one meter tall. Unlike other tribesmen, Zhang Fei not only had a long and beautiful face, but also had a slightly paler complexion than the rest of them. It seems that his fairer-skin and beautiful mother’s genes made him standout from the rest of the tribe.

At the age of four, when the other children in the clan only knew how to pee and mud, Zhang Fei was already able to guard the hunt with the clan. Regardless of how young he was, because he had memories of his previous life, Zhang Fei could often come up with all kinds of strange ideas to make his tribe have a good harvest from their plantations.

Of course, except Taoist Mo, no one else knew about the secret of Zhang Fei, just that he was a great talent and had an extremely flexible mind.

In the past few years, Taoist Mo would occasionally wake up to exchange thoughts and feelings with Zhang Fei. The most important thing was to check the results of Zhang Fei’s cultivation’s practice. Anytime he found Zhang Fei’s cultivation lacking, he would immediately put him under intensive cultivation.

Ever since Zhang Fei relied on his father to take him to guard the hunt for the first time, the people had gradually seen that the number of death and injury had dropped significantly. Especially in the past year, as Zhang Fei’s age had grown, rarely had anyone been killed or injured in accordance with Zhang Fei’s arrangements while guarding the hunt. In many cases, they got big harvests without having a single person got hurt.

On many occasions, his father had tried to let Zhang Fei lead the tribe to guard the hunt, but he had never dared to let Zhang Fei enter the forest alone. After all, Zhang Fei was still young, and apart from a lot of good ideas, he didn’t have much ability to protect himself yet.

Moreover, the forest was full of dangers, and there were many powerful creatures inside it. Especially at the central part of the forest. Every time Zhang Fei was asked to lead the hunting team, his father Zhang Mu Tuo would also tell him not to go deep into the forest, and ask the clansmen who are guarding the hunt to always remind him of that.

At this time, Zhang Fei was pulling out a sharp blade and slashing the bear devil’s skull forcefully. A green spherical magic crystal, emitting a faint fluorescence light rolled out. The essence core.

Zhang Fei took the magic crystal in his hand and stared at it for a few, long seconds. He couldn’t help but shake his head, and sigh. “Mhm, this core is of level two. The bear was still a bear demon cub as expected.”

Having said that, Zhang Fei put the magic crystal into the small animal-skin bag around his waist. He was tying it shut when he heard the voice of the man caught in the trap-net. “Can anyone let me down?”

Zhang Fei turned to his sister who was closer to the trap-net, and said. “Sister Qiu Shuang, Sister Qiu Hong, please put down Uncle Zhao. Sister Qiu Shuang, please take care of the net.”

The man, shaking his head, suddenly shouted: “It’s a brother. It’s a brother. I don’t want to be called an uncle. I haven’t married a wife yet.”

After falling to the ground, Zhao struggled to crawl out of the rope net. He looked around, wanting to say something to Zhang Fei but saw that the boy had already gone far from there. He picked up the dead bear demon and began to move forward. Qiu Shuang, who had cleaned up the ropes, caught up with Qiu Hong.