I am a Primitive Man

After tossing in this way for nearly a night, it was not until the day was about to dawn that the bright state was stable and he fell asleep deeply.

Han Cheng stayed here for a while. Seeing Liang seemed to be fine. He looked at the big brother and the others who hadn't slept the same night in the room. He waved his hand quietly and arranged things in a low voice.

Arrange for a person to replace Liang's spouse here to guard Liang, and let the rest of the people go back to rest.

"The Son of God..."

The elder brother and the others asked about Liang's situation uneasy, and after hearing the news from Han Cheng that Liang was basically okay, he went to sleep in peace.

Han Cheng pulled the sleepy Bai Xuemei to his room.

For this girl, Han Cheng asked her to go back to sleep. She refused to stay with Han Cheng. Later, she couldn't help but doze off. Han Cheng let her sleep on another Kang in the room.

At this time, it was the lowest temperature of the day, and it seemed very cold outside the house.

Bai Xuemei held Han Cheng's hand tightly, not knowing whether it was cold or frightened, her body trembling a little.

Han Cheng looked up at the sky, and there were a few sparse stars in the white night sky.

In later generations, he didn't think the ancestors in myths and legends were so great.

Now that I have returned to the primitive age, after experiencing this personally, I can deeply understand the difficulties of the ancestors.

He has a mottled knowledge and insight that has been ahead of him for tens of thousands of years. In this era, he is still struggling and hitting walls everywhere.

I really don't know how those ancestors struggled, step by step out of the wild, and embarked on a glorious path.

On this increasingly brilliant and wider road, I don't know how many people like Liang fall down.

Pangu, Kuafu, Nuwa, Shennong, Fuxi... these famous and more unknown ancestors...

Compared with the ancestors who cut through thorns and thorns, the sufferings that I have experienced in later life and now are not worth mentioning.

The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and the few lonely stars gradually disappeared, but the earth was still immersed in darkness.

The boundary between heaven and earth appears blurred and distinct at this time.

"Brother Cheng..."

The frozen and trembling Bai Xuemei shook Han Cheng, who looked at the sky in a daze, and whispered.

Han Cheng collected the flying thoughts, with still agitated mood, stretched out his hand on Bai Xuemei's croissant braid, fiddled with it, and took Little Bai Xuemei's hand towards the house.

When I walked to the door, I found a faint light in the room through the gap in the door.

Han Cheng pushed the door open with doubts, only to see a light in the room.

Leaning against the back wall, he placed it in front of the totem pole in the middle of the rambling couplet of "Blue Sparrow Great God, Anxious Like a Law", and bowed down to a person.

Looking at the back, it was the witch who had already returned to the room and was sleeping at this time.

After Han Cheng was stunned, his nose was a little sour.

He stayed up all night and felt a little uncomfortable.

Wu, the old man, kneeled here and prayed for nearly a night!

"witch."

Han Cheng shouted.

After a pause, as if to end the prayer, Wu turned his head and smiled at Han Cheng.

Want to get up, but did not succeed.

Han Cheng and Bai Xuemei hurried forward and slowly picked up Wu.

"bright?"

Sitting **** the wooden pier, Wu had no time to rub his barely conscious leg, so he asked Liang about the situation.

"Liang is fine."

Han Cheng sniffed.

Wu smiled happily.

"Witch, you can't pray like this overnight."

Han Cheng said seriously while rubbing Wu's legs.

Wu smiled: "I can't do anything else..."

I couldn't do anything else well, so regardless of my old age, I prayed to the gods all night, wanting to pray for the people of the tribe with my sincerity?

Han Cheng sniffed, pointed to the totem pole, and pointed to his chest, and said to Wu earnestly: "You can't pray all night. If the gods say, the gods must also sleep."

Wu opened his mouth with a look of surprise and astonishment. Obviously he did not expect that the majestic **** would actually want to sleep.

"The gods, like us, have to sleep. You prayed all night that the gods could not sleep, just tell me."

Han Cheng said solemnly.

Wu's age is not too young, and if he keeps on like this for a long time, he will be overwhelmed by his body.

It was obviously impossible to persuade him through the normal channels, so Han Cheng, who was wearing the halo of the **** child, moved out the banner of the god.

This banner was really easy to use. After a while, Wu opened his mouth and went into a good way.

Han Cheng and Bai Xuemei moved around in a small area in the room with Witch for a while, and put Witch on the bed. After sleeping, the two of Han Cheng returned to their room and went to sleep on the kang.

Lying on the kang hugging Bai Xuemei, Han Cheng fell asleep after a while.

At this time, the sky was completely bright.

Sister Bai Xue slept for a long time last night, but by this time she was no longer sleepy.

She didn't move, she was held obediently by Han Cheng, her eyes flashed, and she looked at the adult brother who was holding her and not much older than herself.

The omniscient and omnipotent adult brother really looks like a minor at this time.

I don't know why, Bai Xuemei suddenly felt uncomfortable, and she hugged Han Cheng with a slight force in her hand, and her body got closer to Han Cheng...

Han Cheng didn't wake up until noon, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the two slick eyes of Bai Xuemei in his arms.

Han Cheng moved in and kissed her lips.

Soft, warm...

Han Cheng didn't wash himself when he got up, so he went over there to check it out first.

Liang's situation has stabilized and he is still asleep. After asking about others, he is completely relieved after understanding some of the situation.

In the afternoon, Liang woke up, regardless of his weakness, insisted on washing first.

Then he barely drank a bowl of broth, and the whole person was completely resurrected.

"are you afraid?"

Han Cheng asked him.

Liang originally wanted to shake his head, but after thinking about it, he nodded.

"Regret it?"

Liang thought for a while and shook his head vigorously.

"Dare you still?"

Han Cheng asked him with a smile.

"dare!"

Liang nodded vigorously ~www.wuxiahere.com~ wait a while and try again. "

He said with a scared smile.

Han Cheng reached out and patted his shoulder vigorously, without speaking.

Han Cheng had one more thing in his hand, a plant to be exact.

This plant is of that low type, about the size of a bowl when lying on the ground.

Dark blue, the leaves are somewhat narrow and long, and the roots below are yellowish-brown. After being broken, thick yellow juice will flow out.

Liang was only poisoned after eating the sap from the roots of this plant.

Han Cheng has no impression of this plant, and he has never seen it in later generations, but now it has a name called Poisonous Bright Grass.

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