Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Chapter 52: Touch

Flaming Horn Tribe.

Life within the tribe is still as usual, calm and peaceful.

Early in the morning, Old Ke threw a piece of meat with bones at Caesar and sat there with a stone set to start polishing. It looked the same, with no expression or words, but as someone familiar could tell, Old Ke had been distracted lately. Look at that crate in the corner that specializes in discards, and you'll find out if the grinding fails or the rest of the debris from the stone leaves is thrown over there.

So much junk, it doesn't look like Old Gram's usual level.

Caesar, who devoured his bones, seemed a little thin, not that old Kesher could not feed, but that Caesar's appetite had recently diminished dramatically, coupled with his mental weakness, and looked a little boney.

Caesar, who was slowly gushing his bones, moved his ears and looked over the window. Soon, a shadow fell in from the outside. Before landing, he reached out his fingers and pointed, and with force he rolled over in the air, like something to hide from the ground.

“Huh?” Grid steadily landed on the ground and looked around. By the window or the trap device he was driving the last time he came here, something was coming up on the ground, I didn't expect to wait half a day for no movement at all.

This isn't right!

Squat in place, squeezing your eyes, carefully sweeping the room, and not letting go of some tiny spots.

Caesar bit the bone in his mouth and looked at the grid. He didn't understand why the man had to roll in.

Make sure there are no other traps here, several devices still look like the last time he touched them, didn't even take them back, Ger only stood up.

“Hey, old man, what's wrong with you lately?” Gertrude comes to Old Grass and takes out some of the animal meat and two nice stone kernels in the leather bag, "my son will go hunting next time, you help sharpen something. ”

Old man ignored it and kept busy with what was on his hands.

But Gert didn't care, he knew that Old Ke heard, just put things aside, and then dragged them over to a stone stool, his eyes staring at Old Ke's sharpened stone knife, said: “Ah Xuan, they should be hunting at the first position by now, I don't know what the boy will bring back for the first hunt. ”

Old Kerk had a slight pause in his hand, didn't make a sound, and kept polishing.

Seeing Old Ke like this, Ge is sure what Old Ke is worried about.

Old Ke had no wife and no children. He was fine when he was young. Later, when he was injured, he left the hunting team, his temper became more and more weird. It made people feel difficult to get along. The children didn't even get close to him. Nobody who came here to learn stone skills could persist. Finally, he had a Xuan. Old Ke almost treated him as his own child in teaching.

My children go hunting for the first time and will inevitably be worried when they are elders. Many people in the tribe go out with their own children, or at least have a care, and entrust others to go into battle better than themselves.

If Old Ke is not injured, he is expected to take Xuan out on his first hunt this year, unfortunately...

“Don't worry, Xuan is so smart and awake early. I hear he's still being watched by the witches. He's sure to be fine. Just wait till then to see them return to the path of glory. I thought you gave him the knife. It's gonna be okay. Naturally there is a bottom gas. ”

Meanwhile, on the far side of the tribal mountains, Shao Xuan, regarded as “breathtaking” and “reassuring”, was sighing at the toothknife.

After confirming that the thorny black wind was dead, Shao Xuan pulled out the knife, and when he pulled out, he also scrapped the boss's strength. The knife was stuck in the skull of the thorny black wind.

Based on the traces on the ground and the wounds of the thorny black wind, Shao Xuan speculated that the thorny black wind that was washed down by the avalanche hit a large rock and the rock rolled down the mountain, while the thorny black wind was buried here. That's when the fracture should have hit him, and the knife on his head should have stabbed deeper in the way.

Let's just say this thorny black wind is unlucky. If it wasn't Shao Xuan who came with the hunting team this time, but anyone else in the tribe who woke up this year, it wouldn't turn out that way. Without Shao Xuan, it would have succeeded in revenge in the cave.

After pulling out the knife, Shao Xuan found that the knife tip broke the length of nearly a finger, there were several gaps on the blade, and the knife was covered with scratches.

I don't know what a wonderful look this knife would look like back there.

And Gertrude, he'll probably cry at the knife. His eye-catching knife, even his carefree knife, was torn like this by Shao Xuan.

While Shao Xuan stared at the sword emotion, the spear stared at the thorny black wind corpse in front of him. He didn't expect such a giant thing to die like this?

In the stories he has heard, a junior Totem warrior is far from capable of matching such a level of vicious beast. Unless he comes to a mass battle, a group of people fight one, that's a bit of a guarantee, not to mention the newcomer who just woke up. Don't even think about it. Once he encounters such a level, the old warriors simply say a word to him: the child stands far aside!

His palms felt the hard scales on the thorny black wind, and the spear was very excited. Although he had not played much part in the hunt, he was inevitably excited to witness this special hunt and anti-hunting battle. The thorny black wind left much of a strong impression in his heart.

Touch it!

Touch it again!

Look at this tooth. Touch it again!

He should be the first generation in the tribe today to touch adult thorny black wind teeth. Think about it, all excited!

So when Shao Xuan looked back over there, he saw that the spear was banging hard on the jaw of the big mouth of the thorny black wind, and he extended his neck to look inside.

Look at your grandfather!!

Shao Xuan rushed over to lift his leg just one foot and kicked the spear next to him.

“You and his mother are not afraid it will bite you to death again! ”

“Didn't you say it was dead?” The spear patted the snow on his body, not concerned about Shao Xuan's foot, and continued to stare at the thorny black wind with enthusiasm.

Tribes, there is always a passion for this level of prey that Shao Xuan cannot understand.

“Do you believe me? What if something goes wrong? Didn't you see how fearful I was when I pulled the knife? I haven't seen you pull a knife.” Although Shao Xuan is certain that the thorny black wind is dead, there are too many incomprehensible factors in the world. The thorny black wind is too strange for this species, and it is always good to be cautious. A chopped snake head can bite! Who knows if the thorny black wind will behave in a similar way?

Just after that, Shao Xuan and the spear heard the wooden whistle. The whistle was a little far away, but listening to the whistle rhythm could confirm that it was blown out by their hunting team.

Shao Xuanton's cheerful face raised his hands without a knife, bent his thumb and index finger in his mouth and blew a whistle.

The whistles blown in the tribe, the different rhythms represent different meanings, all of which Shao Xuan understands and all of the fighters who hunt out need to know.

Saw Shao Xuan whistled with his fingers, and the spear learned to blow. Unfortunately, the spit had dried up and no sound could be blown.

Looking for Langa and Ang several people, when he saw Shao Xuan and Spear were all well, Langa almost cried out in his bloody eyes, but soon, when he saw the huge body lying over there, he was slipping towards the foot of several people coming up the mountain.

The snow has melted, and the night killer, who frightened them, is lying there quietly, without anger.

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It was agreed that Sunday night two more, even though there was a computer problem, the second one had to come out more, less embarrassed to ask for a ticket.

The new week is coming up, everyone has a vote of recommendation, thank you for your speech.