Chapter 87： The tragedy in the hunter camp!

The next day, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and the autumn sun was still there.

Zhou Hao, Ergouzi, Daqingzi, and the three beasts came to the outskirts of the forest together, intending to see the situation of those hunters.

Guided by Daqingzi, they sneaked all the way to the outskirts of the forest.

In the woods, there were indeed several huts inhabited by the human races, and those huts were surrounded by the size of a camp.

Zhou Hao told them to hide first, and then sneak to the hunter's camp to see the situation.

Fortunately, the flowers and plants in the woods were dense enough and tall enough to cover him who was as big as a baby elephant.

Sneaking cautiously, he finally reached the side of the hunter camp.

Zhou Hao poked his head in the grass to observe the situation in the camp, but he saw a cruel and outrageous scene!

I saw that a group of hunters gathered in an open space in the center of the camp, they were practicing archery.

And the row of arrow targets opposite them turned out to be seven or eight animals tied to a tree stump!

Those animals are their targets!

Those animals were still alive, and several arrows had been inserted into their bodies, and blood was gurgling from the arrow wound!

Their expressions are very painful, and there are even tears in their eyes!

They are tightly tied up, and when the arrow shoots over, they can't avoid it, they can only watch the arrow pierce **** themselves!

And that group of hunters, taking turns shooting arrows, seems to be trying someone's arrow skills. As long as one of them hits an animal target, they immediately cheer when they hear the screams of the shot animal!

It seems that they are very excited about this.

Of course, this is not the cruelest scene.

On the other side of the open space, where the blood of the beast was all over the ground, the corpse of the beast became a mountain!

And those mortal beast corpses had only blood-red flesh, but no fur? !

Next to the corpse, there were three or five hunters who seemed to be dealing with something.

Zhou Hao tilted his head to open up his vision, and finally saw clearly what the hunters were dealing with.

They... They are actually skinning the animals they hunted!

They want to take away those precious animal furs!

"I'm going to your uncle and grandpa!" Zhou Hao was angry and screamed secretly!

Just when he was so angry that he was about to rush out and kill the hunters, two hunters who were chatting and untying their belts came to face each other.

They came to solve the big hands, and happened to be next to Zhou Hao.

Fortunately, they were just chatting, and did not notice that there was a surprisingly large black ant hiding in the grass beside them.

I only heard one of the fat guys say: "The city lord of Qinggang is really generous. He actually used so much money to hire hunters to form a hunting league. I heard that he is usually stingy, but why is he so generous this time?"

He hesitated: "By the way, although all the mortal beasts we hunted belong to him, even if they are all sold, it won't be worth the amount of silver he spent to form the hunting league!"

The other thin man snorted, pressing his voice and said to him, "Want to know why?"

The fat man nodded repeatedly, waiting for an answer.

The thin man pressed his voice again and said, "Some time ago, weren't there a few Taixuanzong monks who went to try hunting dead in the mountain?"

The fat man nodded.

The thin man continued: "The cultivators’ life experience is not simple, they are not young masters, but young masters. I heard that their family is either a rich family or a famous power. Those families and powers are hard to cultivate. Brothers, you said they just died like this, can they be reconciled? Can they give up?"