It was the pig''s cry, and Caesar made the grunt of the jungle boar. It was not magic, but the hunting method he had figured out during this time.

    Dragons have a very wide range of sounds. By skillfully controlling the air flow and vibrating vocal tract in the throat, they can almost imitate the voice of most creatures.

    Of course, most dragons don''t do this. It''s a shame for them to model the hissing of other creatures, but Caesar has no psychological burden in this regard.

    This is why he left the river to enter the jungle and chose carnivorous mammals to hunt. Although he can also imitate the sound of fish, it is difficult to attract suitable prey in the water.

    "Ho, Ho..."

    Caesar kept breathing gently.

    The rheumatism in the jungle is warm and moist. Soon, the prey is hooked.

    A Jungle Tiger.

    This king at the top of the food chain on the earth in the previous life can only be reduced to the existence of the lower layer of the pyramid in this strange world. In the dark area, the Jungle Tiger plays the role of prey.

    Although the scales are young, they are still tough. Even as a young dragon, they also have strong power, which gives Caesar a certain confidence that he has the capital to defeat all beasts similar to his size.

    ——As long as the other party is not violent.

    Ferocious creatures are the general name of a series of special strengthened creatures. Maybe the red dragon cub can, but he knows that the black dragon at his age can''t provoke monsters of that level. Several ferocious wolves have the ability to kill him.

    Fortunately, only an ordinary carnivorous creature, a wild tiger, took the bait.

    After careful observation, Caesar judged that the target was similar to the South China tiger seen in his previous life. His whole body was orange and covered with black horizontal lines. The high arched back muscles showed the guy''s strong strength. The tiger heard the howling of wild boars and was sniffing close to Caesar''s position.

    Caesar controlled the flow of breath, continued to mumble, and made a gentle and rhythmic sound. Obviously, the "wild boar" didn''t find anything different.

    Across the overlapping shrubs, Caesar, hidden in the soil, watched the tiger pace and approach silently, gradually reaching the killing range of the tiger.

    But the next second, the wild tiger stopped and kept within its own safe distance.

    Have you been found?

    No, it''s just that mammals are cautious by nature. Despite the current food, the tiger knows that he has never been the king of the jungle, so he stands still, his body is tight, and begins to pace and move horizontally and observe carefully.

    What should I do? Kill it? Or wait?

    Caesar was caught in a dilemma by the tiger''s action. He was a complete novice. If he directly saved this distance at this time, he was not sure whether he could succeed in one shot. If the killing failed, it was almost impossible for a young dragon to catch up with an adult cat.

    But if the prey detects something different and runs away directly, his whole half day waiting will be wasted.

    "No hurry, no hurry."

    Caesar comforted himself, forced down the confused thoughts, calmed down, and slightly changed the tone of the wild boar, making a sharp hiss.

    The prey seems to be in pain, seems to have been injured and entangled by shrubs?

    This idea came out of the tiger''s limited thoughts. After hovering for dozens of seconds, it could no longer wait. It ran for two steps, then arched its back and rushed directly into the bushes.

    "Roar!"

    The roar of the tiger shook the jungle.

    Unfortunately, it was deceived. What was waiting for it was not rich food, but a fatal trap.

    When the fierce tiger leaped to the next moment, the soil in front of it immediately opened, and the dark young dragon collided with it, and its claws were inserted into its soft fur at the first time.

    The tiger growing in the jungle has obviously never seen such a sinister dragon. It was caught off guard and its abdomen was neatly torn.

    Then Caesar tumbled with it. Despite the fierce struggle of the tiger, in the continuous roar of the tiger, he roared and broke its cervical spine.

    "It worked."

    When it was over, the young dragon released the paralyzed and dead tiger, lay back on the ground, drooped his tail and slowly breathed out a breath.

    This hunting is not a consumption for a dragon, but the real pressure comes from the mental burden.

    In the previous life, let alone the tiger, Caesar didn''t even kill the chicken. Although this guy was not afraid of the terrible black dragon mother, it was just because of his parents. If he didn''t hold his breath and fight with a fierce tiger at the top of the food chain in the previous life, he couldn''t survive mentally.

    "It''s still too tender."

    Caesar gasped and whispered. Later, he recalled that the wild tiger had been sentenced to death since he jumped into the bushes. He could easily bite off each other''s neck like a real predator. He didn''t need to roll and fight at all.

    Learn from experience and reflect on mistakes.

    Caesar narrowed his eyes and reviewed for a while. After a short pause, the little dragon sipped the blood gushing from the tiger''s wound, then took the successful prey and withdrew from the dense forest as quickly as possible.

    He didn''t dare to eat in situ. In the dangerous dark forest, the smell of blood will attract more predators. God knows what terrible creatures there will be. Today''s Caesar is not strong, so he must always be cautious.

    Therefore, even though he was hungry and lost a lot of fresh tiger blood on the bumpy road, Caesar still held back his heartache and dragged the tiger body back.

    Time passed through the jungle until he safely returned to the swamp and reached the sphere of influence shrouded by the black dragon''s mother Longwei. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, put down his hanging heart and couldn''t wait to start eating.

    What is the experience of swallowing fresh meat for the black dragon?

    Just like a person who always eats white cut meat, it''s the first time to eat the taste of fried meat with pepper.

    Caesar squinted. The black dragon''s sensory system made him eat rotten meat, but the red meat made him feel more fresh and delicious, which made the Dragon unable to stop.

    I don''t know if there will be tears when I eat cooked meat one day?

    He tilted his head and hung blood on the corners of his mouth. He was amused by his own ideas and laughed. It seems that it''s good to be a dragon. At least he can eat all over the world without worrying about being too hot and sour.

    However, Caesar, who had not been happy for a while, soon lost his face and became depressed. The little dragon sighed, hung his head and swayed to the river bank.

    Because... It''s time to eat earth after eating. The pain of growth, my slightly sour childhood.

    Oh, this thing is so fucking awful

    It was getting dark. Caesar returned to his little corner of the black dragon''s nest to rest. Two young dragons were sleeping soundly under the wings of the black dragon mother, making a loud snore.

    Caesar was tired from his trip to the jungle. He crouched on his knees and soon fell into a deep sleep.

    I don''t know how long later, Caesar''s consciousness gradually became sober. He realized that he was no longer in heilongniang''s nest. Looking around, there was only an indelible darkness.

    There is a light source near my eyes.

    Caesar was not surprised. In fact, after he arrived in the world, he would have the same dream every time he slept. He came to this dark place with the body of the black dragon.

    But this time, there was light in the dark.