I am a Primitive Man

The half-agricultural tribe priestess who fell to the ground was ready to ignore her or be killed directly by these evil demons.

This kind of preparation, after the tribe was broken, and she was caught by these evil demons, she had already done it.

As a recognized wise man in the semi-agricultural tribe, as the person who killed the leader of the goat tribe in order to force the captured goat tribe to subdue in autumn, she knew that waiting for her result would not be good. Where.

Especially now, when the leader is dead and there is only oneself in the tribe, there is definitely not much way to survive.

Looking at the other party's behavior at this time, she can basically understand what these demons want to do.

If you want to tame your tribe, the best way is to kill yourself.

As the leader of this huge tribe, this young demon is not lacking in wisdom, which is certain for the sacrificial women of the half-nong tribe.

I can think of such a method, and this demon leader who seems more intelligent can definitely also think of it.

My identity is different from the identity of other people in the tribe. After the same thing happens, the people in my tribe can rest on that kind of strange thing, and what awaits me is likely to be different.

Just as the female priest of the semi-agricultural tribe was thinking so wildly, the advancing team stopped. Someone stepped on the snow and helped her up from the snow, then untied the rope and then took it. Helped to a sledge.

After doing this, the team set off again.

Sitting on this kind of magical thing, the priestess of the semi-agricultural tribe looked at the marching team, the demon leader who stepped on the snow and played with a wolf from time to time, and watched more of those who did not sit. Miraculous things, and those who choose to walk through the snow are filled with puzzles and strange emotions.

These demons, when they don't kill people and set fires, are still very good, even more careful than the people of their own tribe.

How could such a person become so cruel in the past?

The female priest of the semi-agricultural tribe thought this way, and immediately thought of her future destiny.

These demons don't kill themselves at this moment, they should wait until they reach their tribe before they do it, just like they had killed the leader of the sheep tribe before.

But this is good, at least I can take a good look at what this mysterious tribe looks like.

Make sure that the tall and long earth-yellow mountain wall mentioned by the dead leader is a wall, and whether the large open space is a field.

If possible, it would be better to be able to figure out the pottery that is so exquisite that people forget to sleep and how the delicious salt is made...

In the Qingque tribe, since Han Cheng and the big brothers led the tribal coalition forces to attack the evil semi-agricultural tribe, the entire Qingque tribe has suddenly become much deserted.

Many people don't like to talk and laugh anymore. Many people like to look to the east of the tribe when they are all right.

The Son of God and the others went to attack that evil and powerful tribe, and by the way, they also took away their minds.

In the weaving room, Bai Xuemei once again stopped her work, stretched out her hand to knead the little pea head wrapped like a small ball, and hugged the little guy and walked outside the house.

The little guy didn't want to hug, he wanted to walk down on the snow and struggle there.

Bai Xuemei put him down, took his hand, and walked forward slowly.

As he walked, he looked towards the door.

Although she knew that if Brother Cheng and the others came back, the people guarding the wall would definitely hear news, but Xuemei Bai still imagined that Brother Cheng suddenly appeared at the door more than once.

The witch in domineering tiger skin clothes also walked out of the house and came to the gate of the tribe to look east.

After sneezing a few times that day and blowing out his nasal blisters, Wu's right eyelid kept twitching these days.

Thinking of the words that the **** child had said casually before, that the left eyelid twitching is about to come, and the right eyelid twitching might have some undesirable things, Wu's heart became a little flustered.

In the past few days, he has been in front of the totem pole, praying to the gods who have never paid attention to him, but it is of no use.

Not only did his right eyelid not stop because of this, on the contrary, as time went on, the amplitude of the jump became larger, and the frequency also increased.

This made Wu's heart even more ignorant, and more than once worried about whether the gods and the others were on the road this time.

"Back! Back!"

You can see far if you stand tall.

When the witch put his hand on his right eyelid to prevent it from jumping and his heart was in a mess, the person standing on the wall suddenly screamed with excitement.

As soon as this shouting sounded, Wu immediately released the fingers that pressed his right eyelid, craned his neck, stood on his toe on the door frame, and blinked his eyes to look east.

Bai Xuemei, who was slowly walking towards the door with Little Pea in her arms, picked up Little Pea, ignored the little guy’s struggle, ran towards the door in a trot, and changed her face. shape.

Sure enough, parents are true love, and children are just...

With a few voices of this person above the wall, the blue bird tribe, which looked dull, immediately boiled...

When the blue bird flag fluttering in the wind and the people under the flag appeared in the field of vision, the people who waited so hard finally couldn't bear it, cheering and greeted the returnees.

Because of the good mood of the tribe's return, Wu continued for a while, before becoming a little surprised again.

Because after the blue sparrow flag appeared in the field of vision, his eyelids jumped faster.

Could it be that the tribe really encountered something particularly bad this time out?

With such thoughts together~www.wuxiahere.com~ Wu dare not go forward...

"God, will anyone die this time."

After seeing Han Cheng, he pulled Han Cheng up and down to look up and down, and after confirming that there were no parts missing from the **** child, he was always worried and let out a long sigh.

As soon as this tone was over, he remembered something again, and he asked Han Cheng eagerly again.

"One died, a member of the original sheep tribe, unfortunately died during the attack..."

Hearing that only one person died, and that it was the original sheep tribe who had not been in the tribe for too long. Wu took a breath again, and the whole person became relaxed.

But, why are my eyelids still twitching?

The witch, who felt that something bad shouldn't happen again, rubbed his eyes, and his gaze fell on the priestess of the semi-agricultural tribe sitting on the sledge.

"God, this is...?"