Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Large chunks of snowflakes float, the people in front of the cabin in the tourist area are also in the mood for two days of ice and fire.

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the longboat tribe's terrestrial habitat, one of the men who was leading the patrol frowned at the location of the tourists' quarters.

“There was a clash with the tourists.” The man said.

“Is there another fight?” Someone on the team asked. If only those travelers killed two tourists, they wouldn't have let the boss pay so much attention, should that be the comparison between the Totem warriors? And at least an intermediate Totem warrior.

They can ignore it, turn a blind eye, but make a scene, that's different.

If you want to fight, fine, but don't go in front of my house, go away and call me, kill me, fight alone, I don't care.

Just the men on patrol, they didn't hear the battle.

Why is the boss so sure there's a fight over there?

“Wedge, do you want to take a look?” Someone asked.

Senior Totem fighters generally do not go anywhere near tribal territory, and once they do, they are closely watched by the local tribe. Only those who have been watched will experience the “close” method. So, many times, coming out to make a scene, it's all intermediate Totem warriors making a scene, and senior Totem warriors don't participate easily.

If it wasn't a big deal, the Longboat tribe wouldn't know, but right now, it feels pretty intense. Shall we take a look?

The wooden wedge stood on the tree and thought, looking at the snow in the sky, he eventually didn't let the warriors go over there to find out.

“It's no big deal at the moment. When the snow stops, go over there and ask what happened.” The wooden wedge said.

In the tourist area, things are getting more and more unexpected, and the leader doesn't want to stay here, he doesn't know if there will be more accidents. It feels really bad, but he knows that leaving now is the best. As for how to deal with these people, we'll wait until we get back to the leaders.

Ultimately, Yu did not arrive, came to find a troubled robber, dragged the only partner on the ground to leave.

After Shao Xuan calmed down the change in his mind, the totem lines on others such as the flames disappeared. After all, they are not truly awake Totem warriors. What just happened is just because Shao Xuan is not known.

Apart from the complexity of shrinking in the cabin, the flames are all smiling, and it's a shame not to be able to do it, but there will be opportunities later.

“Shao Xuan, can we really be true Totem warriors?” Horned lunch farts ran upside down and asked.

Shao Xuan shifted his thoughts from the totem in his head and the “egg” and replied, "Really. ”

“Ahhh!” The horn laughed and looked around, staring back at the noisy gaze of the few hiding in the house, then stopped and ran over with the second class.

“You guys are here, man!” Horn Noon said.

Without waiting for them to talk, Horn Noon pointed at his face and said, "Did you see that? Tu! Teng! Tattoo!”

And second-class: “…” such a small man is so desperate to slap him in the face.

The burning past will begin to throw the men of Joseph back to the cabin, and then give them a serious thank you.

“Thank you all for coming! ”

“No… don't … and… don't do much." ”And Er pulled a laugh and said.

People who grew up together, living together in slums for more than 20 years, suddenly find each other to be rich children. This feeling is quite unusual, and it feels like they can't speak as casually as they used to. That's similar to Sum II's current mood.

This is also the gap between tourists and totem fighters at the bottom.

However, since it is possible to become a Totem warrior, it is impossible to continue to live here. When the snow stops for a while, the Longboat tribes will come and chase people. It's impossible to hide it completely.

“When are you leaving?” And two asked.

“Not for a few days. When the snow stops, go.” Says the flame.

The corner lunch that was thrown into the house came out again, this time it stopped rumbling, looking at second-class people, although often arguing, often fighting, but these are very good friends, good brothers, people who can come and help them when the travelers come looking for trouble.

“Horn afternoon, you… your tribe… can you allow tourists to live around?” and the person behind them asked a little nervously.

If there are good Totem fighters, it would be better for them to live naturally around the tribe.

While the Longboat tribe can keep them alive, it's better to live around the Flaming Horn tribe, even if it's a small tribe. Think of all the friends and family they've lost over the years, they'd rather risk leaving.

“This...” This corner of the afternoon is no longer in control, he can only look at Shao Xuan.

Shao Xuan had heard their conversation and walked over and said: "Sure, it's just that the tribe is still far away. After a few years, the tribe may come to the center, where our tribe is from, right in the middle. ”

Permission granted, and the second class are very happy. As for what Shao Xuan called “a few years," maybe 35 years, maybe 89 years, but they can wait! As long as there's hope, they can wait! Better protection for oneself and for one's children. They are confident that a few of them will definitely help, at least until their children are sheltered in the face of the threat of travellers.

A lot of the people who brought him here didn't know Shao Xuan. All they knew was that Shao Xuan was a totem warrior. They dared to confront those who were traveling. They wanted to ask who Shao Xuan was, but they were a little timid. After all, they didn't know Shao Xuan well.

Seeing the embarrassment of these people, Shao Xuan showed a friendly smile.

“My name is Shao Xuan, and I'm Shao Xuan from Yancheng.” Shao Xuan wrote his name on the already thick snow layer with a stone knife.

Shao Xuan?

And Er wrote down the name in silence in his heart. The people around him were just like him. Remember the name. People with bad brain asked their partners to help remember it. When it was time to go back, write it down and put it away. This is about their future life.

“But how do we find you? Where is the Flaming Horn Tribe?” Someone asked.

“When the Horn Tribes return to the centre again, you will know.” Shao Xuan said.

“We'll pick you up, brothers!” The flames promised. Without these two people, it is unlikely that a few of them will survive to this day. Although there are also mutual benefits, these years have also deepened their feelings of friendship.

Only those who follow and those who do not come will be assured that they will follow.

After leaving with the second-class, the flames returned to the house as well.

“Be prepared, those men, who dare not do so on the land of the Longboat tribe, but when we leave, they will not necessarily stop. Even if they don't come after us, we're in a lot of trouble when we're on our way.” Shao Xuan said.

“Well, I've been cutting more wooden arrows these past few days.” Burning.

“I'm looking for a chance to get something to spare.” Flaming.

Over the next two days, the travelers didn't come back for any more trouble. Shao Xuan and Yan Yao are also preparing to leave.

When the snow stopped and the Longboat tribe sent people here, it was discovered that several people had left, and that cabin had sent people.

Traveller area inspectors returned to the tribe to report the results to the wooden wedge.

As the head of the patrol, the wooden wedge wonders, "Flaming Horn Tribes? What kind of tribe is that? ”