Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Broadly speaking, I can't think of a way to solve things this time, so I'm not in a good mood today. I didn't expect to come out and take a trip, but I will meet a young boy who is still wandering around so late.

He can't remember people in the broad sense, he can remember no more than two palms in the tribe, and he can't recognize them in the broad sense because he often gets along with decades of old friends, other people. However, in the broad sense of the special status and power of the tribe, this shortcoming is nothing, and he himself is not interested in the position of head of the hunting team, because he suspects that people are too troublesome to remember the hundreds of people in the hunting team every time he goes out, which is a big problem for him.

He usually comes out and greets people, and he responds, but doesn't remember what they look like. However, he can still determine whether or not he is from his tribe. If he is from an outside tribe, he can recognize it at a glance, regardless of whether or not he has disguised himself. This is a common smell that belongs to the tribe, just as the Longclaw Knife Monkey can emit from Shao Xuan, knowing that he is a Horn Man. Even though Shao Xuan is not using the power of totem right now, there is a very subtle connection between the Horn people, which can be judged as long as they are slightly more sensitive.

I can't recognize people, and I'm sure that the other party belongs to their own tribe. When I first saw Shao Xuan in a broad sense, I thought this kid wouldn't listen to me. The time to go back to the tribe is still out there. This training! If he doesn't repent yet, he has to do it.

“You young people are so... don't always think you're so good! Do you know how many beasts are in these woods? You know how many beasts I'm afraid of? It's not just the beast. There are other crises. Can you handle them? Why is the tribe out hunting, not hunting? Because one man alone hunts, no, no! You think you're better than Dorkon? One more step back. You think you're better than Uchi, Tao, Tao? ”

Looking at Shao Xuan in a broad sense, he looked at whether his face was impatient, unexpected or any other expression.

Shao Xuan changed the appearance of respectful listening to the other side when he turned around, although he did not know who Dokan was in this population, nor who Wuzhuang, Tao Qiang and Xuan were. In this case, don't argue, listening to the lessons is the best option.

But a few of the names just mentioned in this population must be tribal celebrities. Shao Xuan remembered these people in his heart.

Seeing Shao Xuan's attitude was okay, his grievances in the broad sense slightly faded, but the words of reprimand were not finished.

“You people, arrogant! Crazy, obedient! Hunting a couple of little beasts makes me feel like I can take over the mountain forest, stupid! How many lives do you lose if you run into an adult mountain lion, a hole bear, or some other big, tough beast? Without that, even the smaller ones can easily leave you in the woods forever, such as the long paw knife monkey that made the Thai tribe suffer, one can easily cut you to death! ”

Shao Xuan had listened to the lesson, suddenly heard the name "Long Claw Knife Monkey”, thinking of the one he had caught before, open his mouth was about to say something, and saw the person in front of him glanced at him, then the look was like saying: you still want to defend yourself?!

Thinking about it, Shao Xuan continued to be silent and listened to carefully.

Broadly satisfied, Shao Xuan continues to be condemned for such irregular and private actions.

Shao Xuan followed Guangyi two steps away and went inside.

The second line of defense of the Flaming Horn tribe was surrounded by huge wooden piles and stones, guarded by the entrance door.

They are curious to see a stranger come in with a broad meaning, but they dare not ask too many questions without saying so.

When Shao Xuan walked in with him in broad sense, he would not hear this side of the speech, and the doorman talked.

“Who was the man with the broad sense?” Someone asked.

“I don't know, but in a broad sense, we don't have to worry.” They were reassured that, although blind in the broad sense of the word, there had never been an incident in which the enemy had been brought into the tribe.

Shao Xuan listened while watching the surrounding scenery and layout. He really didn't think it would be that easy to get into a tribe, or that way. What a surprise.

The layout here is not very different from what Shao Xuan knows about the Flaming Horn tribe layout. The central residence is on a hill, but it's just a short hill. Surrounded by a small amount of cultivated fields, but also a small number, not many, and surrounded by reclaimed animals, are some small animals that look gentler, not large, and it seems that the people of the Flaming Horn tribe are the most predominant hunters.

However, looking at the copper weapons in their hands and the clothes on them, dealings with the outside world should continue.

Shao Xuan was relieved to see that they were doing well.

At this time, the sun was already setting, many people were eating dinner, there were not many people walking outside, and these people were also curious to see Shao Xuan's strange face. It was just so broad that they swallowed up the misgivings in their hearts, and wondered if it was someone on the mountain, there were so many tribes, they were not everyone who remembered clearly, they were the only ones familiar with this.

After training, he remembered Shao Xuan's name in a broad sense: “What's your name? ”

"My name is Shao Xuan.” Then await a broad response.

Broad footsteps, slightly sideways, seemed to recall something, and then suddenly looked like, "Oh, it's you! ”

Shao Xuan: “…” Who do you have in mind? You really have the wrong person, you know?!

“Uh, actually, I...” Shao Xuan was interrupted before he finished.

“Come on, get back. Don't even think about running. I'm watching!” Broadly impatient, the look in Shao Xuan's eyes seemed to be saying, "What nonsense, so much shit!

Shao Xuan didn't know what expression to use now. I always thought this would get deeper.

However, misunderstandings should be misunderstood. Shao Xuan also wanted to see what would happen if such misunderstandings continued.

Shao Xuan doesn't know who this person thinks he is anymore, but when he walks along the road, he listens to the “broad" in front of him. Look at the attitude of those people. The position of the previous one in the tribe is not low.

Guangyi kept bringing Shao Xuan to a woodstone house. Although he couldn't remember his face, he remembered exactly where his house was.

“Go inside, don't think about running.” Broadly lifted his chin a little bit over there.

The door of the house was open, Shao Xuan walked to the door and grabbed his head, wondering if he wanted to say hello to the master.

Squeak--

A window was opened on the wall on the other side of the house, and the people inside saw it in a broad sense, but for reasons of angle, they could not see Shao Xuan standing at the door.

Broadly speaking, he also saw the people in the window. He lifted his finger over there and asked what he was thinking. “Your name is..."

“My name is Lighting! Uncle Guangyi, what are you doing here?” The people inside are excited about the tunnel. This man is widely known and worshipped by young fighters. The people inside wanted to go out of the window, but thinking about the mud on them, it must have been for the batch, or did they hold out?

“Oh, yeah, lighting. Well, lighting, I got your brother. Keep an eye on him. Don't let him get away!” Drop that sentence and walk up the mountain with your hands wide open.

Lighting sounds strange in the broad sense. His brother just took part in the round-trip hunt. The results were good, and he made a small effort. He went to celebrate with several good relationships tonight. Why did he “run around" again?

Thinking about it, the lighting dropped what was in his hand and left the small room, intending to ask his brother, who had been brought back in broad terms himself.

“I said, you didn't go to celebrate...”

But when the lights came out of the room and looked at the stranger standing at the door, the words were so stuck.

“Who are you?!” The lighting asked, with vigilance in his eyes, his hands still touching behind his back.

“Me? Of course I'm a Horn Man. ”