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With a clear direction, finding your goals becomes a simple matter.
It only took less than ten minutes for Lu Lin to find a passable trail.
These are the traces left by the long-term movement of deer.
Follow this road and you'll find the deer.
Climbed a mountain.
Lu Lin saw them.
There are about twenty in total.
After watching for a while, Lu Lin spotted the leader of the herd.
The antlers on top of his head were broken.
This also allows it to expose more branches.
The tip of each branch was sharpened, like a dagger.
If such antlers were pressed against a human body, three, four, five or six bloody holes could be opened in an instant.
The deer were busy eating some needles.
This is also a rare green plant to be found in winter.
Their tongues seem to have unique tricks to avoid the pricks of needles.
At least after Lu Lin watched for a while, no deer was stuck in its throat.
The buck with broken horns was half a meter taller than the other bucks in the group. It ate only a few needles and spent most of its time alert to its surroundings.
Lu Lin is still a little far away from them.
After all, the killing performance of wooden arrows is much worse.
He had to get closer.
But Lu Lin couldn't deal with the deer king who was always vigilant.
He had to wait, waiting for the opportunity to kill with one strike.
Time passes slowly.
The sun sets in the west.
Lu Lin inevitably felt a little anxious in his heart.
Spending the night in the mountains in winter is not a good decision.
If there was really no chance, Lu Lin would give up instead of rushing forward.
Because there are two golden pheasants on him.
The deer herd was Lu Lin's treasury.
Once frightened or aware of danger, they are likely to never come here again to feed.
A gust of evil wind came.
Lu Lin realized something, his expression tensed, and he lowered his body.
A yellow and black figure appeared in Lu Lin's field of vision.
One of the apex predators in the jungle.
Fortunately, it was not a tiger, otherwise Lu Lin would not be able to return to Nanshan Village at night.
Leopards are slender and find the best route among the branches of the forest.
It approaches slowly.
When it was still more than ten feet away from the herd, the winter deer with broken horns seemed to smell a different smell.
It twitched its ears and tapped its front hooves unconsciously.
There was peace in the forest.
Members of the herd noticed nothing unusual.
The winter deer with broken horns checked and found nothing unusual, just when it felt relieved and prepared to continue eating.
Leopards fell from the sky.
Sharp claws hugged the neck of a young deer.
The deer struggled desperately.
The deer were frightened, scattered in all directions, and scampered away.
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