Chronicles of Primordial Wars

A lot of these birds are used to find out, so now that these people see this bird, the first thing that comes to mind is naturally the kind of bird domesticated by the feather tribe.

“It won't tell the people of the clan what we're doing, will it?” A warrior worried. They are more afraid of dying than the people of the Kui tribe. Don't lose your life if you don't find it cheap.

The leading man cursed, exasperating anxiety and dissatisfaction.

“Give me the bow! ”

After taking over the bow handed over by his men, the leader pulled the strong bow of his hand almost to the full moon, staring at the white bird resting on the tree as if he were asleep, and showing his harshness in his eyes.

Whoa!

Bow strings vibrate.

The emitted arrows fly at high speeds, making sharp whistling noises as they rub against the air.

The leaves blocked in front were pierced and the leaves fell from the branches.

Whoa!

The arrow was nailed to a branch of a tree, and the tail of the arrow was still shaking, but that was not the target he wanted to shoot.

I thought I would definitely hit the arrow branch, but I shot an empty one, and the bird that was just standing there, it's gone!

“Where's the bird?!” There was a sudden and intense crisis in the mind of the man who started it.

There's something strange about the clan! It's definitely not as simple as they thought it would be. Is it possible that someone from the middle is involved?

The upper-middle tribe on the bright side did not say that it would attack the tribe, but who knows if it would move in the dark? Even if it's not a few big tribes in the middle, other tribes in the middle will have to take care of it.

That bird, maybe from one of the tribes in the middle? And the beast roar just now, maybe related to the people in the middle?

Though he did not know exactly what was happening inside the clan, he was now certain that it was not something they could fit into.

“Retreat!” cried the man in charge.

But it's late.

A white shadow flashed through.

The man in charge only felt a cold scalp and something passed over his head.

No pain was felt, only the blood flowed, blocking all his sights.

“Chief! ”

“Boss! ”

After seeing a missing piece on his boss's head and the blood dripping down, everyone panicked and shouted and spread out.

Scare pervades these mountainous forests, both in and out of the woods.

The white bird shakes off the blood and flesh on his paws, continues to find a tree to rest in, does not like to move at night, is driven out to sleep, but does not expect to be attacked. Being brought out of the Green Land and successfully imprinted by the Horn Tribe witches, it does not proactively attack Horn Tribe people, but other Tribes people, it has no good attitude.

He was going to continue to rest, and a figure flew over.

The white bird looked at the chirp that flew over it and retracted her gaze and continued to rest.

Inside the clan.

The war of invasion is nearing its end, shorter than any other encounter of the tribes of the past.

The water in the water lunar canal has been fished out and the water is becoming turbid.

This time, the tribe yielded much more than ever before. Adults protect their children and hurry home.

Unlike the joy of the Harvest Tribes, the intruders who are now hiding in the woods, unable to dive in or leave, are overshadowed by the shadows of death.

O. dragged a man toward the heart of the tribe.

“Ha, ha, ha!” By Oti in his hand, his face was twisted and distorted, just like crazy.

I was going to make a big deal out of it, but I didn't expect that this time, probably none of the tribes and the tribes would walk out of here.

Flaming Horn Tribes, Strong Fighting Tribes like this, why have you never heard of them? “Until” Best of all, if he had only seen the battle of the Flaming Horn tribe once, he would not have rejected the decision of the tribe to send a thousand more men. Unfortunately, this Flaming Horn, like a sudden appearance, then used extremely ferocious means to teach the invaders a painful and carving lesson.

“Until now" he had lost his ability to act, and what would happen if he was caught, he knew in his heart that the people of the clan hated him. Controls the power of the totem in your body, concentrating on your heart, and then shocks.

Pfft!

Blood sprays out of the mouth of "to" and the whole person loses its breath.

Ootuo, looking at those whose eyes had died, did not change his face, did not stop walking, dragged people in the direction of the tribe. Handing this man over to the tribe might bring in more. It doesn't matter if this man is alive or dead.

For people outside the tribe, O.R. really doesn't feel a thing.

Shao Xuan and others were busy with the final sweep, suddenly hearing an eagle scream over the sky, and then an object was thrown away.

The creature that fell on the ground also fluttered two wings, except that the wings were injured and could not fly.

If the people of the Kui tribe and Kui tribe are here, they will recognize that this is the crown Kuan Hui that was exchanged from the Yu tribe at a high price. The one who did not do the strike before is now pulled out by the Kui tribe. By then, it had lost its former arrogance and prestige, and here it was shrinking like a quail.

“What kind of bird is this? ”

“Looks delicious. ”

“Tonight's extra dinner? ”

Cocksucker them around.

Shao Xuan lifted the crown iron and looked at it. “I can't eat it for now. ”

As soon as they heard they couldn't eat, a few people were not interested, and they continued to search for hidden intruders.

Shao Xuan knew that the bird was definitely related to the intruder and that he would bring the bird to the tribe to see if he could come up with any useful news. If it was useless, add food.

The corona, which was exchanged at high prices by the central people, was placed directly in the waiting list by the Horn Tribes.

When the sun came out the next day, inside the clan, it had been swept three times, and the sweep had been cleared.

“It's over...”

“It's over! ”

The tribes have an incredible feeling and are still in a trance.

They thought it would be a fierce defensive battle, and they were trying to drag the crocodiles back, but it turns out that they underestimated this tribe called the Horn of Fire.

Although this time there were losses, deaths and injuries, they were much better than expected.

The Flaming Horn tribe also suffered casualties this time, folding two fighters and seriously injuring several others, but this situation, like going out hunting, is part of the plan.

A funeral was held for the bereaved tribes, watching as their bones were devoured by the flames of the fire.

Dead fighters, the tribes will not let them bury themselves in the field, but will burn in the flames of the fire, as they used to do. The witch said that in that case, the souls of the warriors would melt into the spark and return to their places of origin with everyone.

In order to thank the Flaming Horn tribe for their help, the leaders and witches of the Flaming Horn tribe gave away ten baskets of water moonstones, which were spontaneous gifts from other people's homes, all the biggest and brightest. A basket filled with water moonstone, many times more than the basket they usually use.

Ooh, you're welcome to take them all, and a lot of pottery. Now that we're here, there are people in the tribe who can make their own pottery, but the Horn Tribes are rare for what they never had.

After a battle, you have to rest for a few days.

The Flaming Horn have stayed in the Flaming Tribes for a few more days and have had trouble in the last few days. Those returning crocodiles are very guarded against the ferocious beasts and often surround the fleet in groups, if not stopped, they would all go down and fight.

Of these, the crocodile was the most special, perhaps because it lived in the river as well, and it was able to live peacefully with those crocodiles.

“When you get over it, leave.” O.

“Well, where to after?” The witch asked.

Nobody talks.

Half a dozen, the witch screamed Shao Xuan talking to a crocodile down there.

“Xuan! ”

Shao Xuan, speaking to the already grown black eyed "dumb” crocodile, sniffed his head up, knowing that the witch had something to discuss, and shot the rough hard skin on the crocodile's head.

“Go play for yourself, I have work to do. ”

Shao Xuan was about to leave, but was bit in the corner of his pants leg. “Dumb" rolled a few more times. Unlike the kind of "death roll" when tearing food apart, it is now more softly rolled.

“What's the matter?” Shao Xuan looked at the crocodile playing tricks in the water. A few more rolls like this and his pants are completely obsolete.

Release Shao Xuan's pants, the crocodile looks at Shao Xuan and swims to the deep water in the river.

Shao Xuan boarded the boat and discussed the next route with the witches, and when he got off the boat after that, he was blocked by the black “mute".

This time, it did not bite Shao Xuan's legs and rolled over, but opened its mouth to Shao Xuan.

“Tooth plugged?” Shao Xuan was not afraid to bite it down directly. Under the nervous gaze of people like him, he looked at it from a close look. He didn't see any meat, but there was a large bowl of stone.

Muddy grey stones, like those beneath the rivers in the tribe, seem to be very ordinary stones, nothing special and irregular in shape.

“Stone?” Shao Xuan was confused.

“This is a gift for you.” At the order of the chief, he came and smiled.

“For me?” Shao Xuan doesn't really understand the customs here.

“Treasure fish send gifts to those who helped them, and gifts are the stones they bring back. You know, the treasure fish leave every year during the rainy season and come back when the river rises after the full moon. The witches say that when they come back, they will bring back some stones, throw up at the bottom of the river in the water moon channel, and some of these stones will later turn into water moon stones. If someone in the tribe gets stones from the treasure fishes, they will put stones in their own stream in the water lunar canal. Later, on a full moon night, the stones will turn into a water lunar stone.” Volkswagen will tell Shao Xuan what he knows.

Shao Xuan took the stone out of the crocodile's mouth, “This stone will turn into a water moonstone? ”

“I hear that what the treasure fish give you, if you put it in the water lunar canal, will turn into a water lunar stone.” Volkswagen said.

In other words, to become a water moonstone, the stone must be placed in the water moonstone canal of the tribe, and the success rate is not 100 percent, let alone a precise time.

However, Shao Xuan was not obsessed with turning this stone into a water moonstone, and he was pleased with this alternative little gift.

“The year you left, it left for the first time with the group, and when you came back, you went back to the tribe.” Voldemort said, "So this time it's so hard to see you again, it replenishes the gift. ”

“Thank you. I'll keep it.” Shao Xuando.