Chronicles of Primordial Wars

As long as Yi family members are slightly more capable, they will have an indescribable sense of crisis, which is not the kind of extinction disaster, but can always make them unwilling to do other things, upset, but Bhu can't come to fruition.

This is a very unpleasant feeling, like a knife hanging over your head for an Easy family that has been able to spy on itself.

This winter's snow and wind is just a palm thrown in their faces. In this weather, many people come to the door to ask Yi family for a hint, but Yi family can do only a limited amount.

The arrival of the leader of the fierce fox undoubtedly led them to find another vent, as well as a hint at the extremely distressing feeling in their hearts.

Perhaps it was the Horners who made them feel the crisis?

Didn't the Ejia once say a prophecy? Six nobles have been worried about what exactly they mean. The last time the Horn Man came to Wang Cheng, he smashed the head of the Lin Lu tribe and broke the gate of Wang Cheng, enough to make the people of Wang Cheng nervous. At that time, some people linked the Horn Man to the results of the past, and put forward the Horn Threat Theory, but most people just didn't believe it.

But now, after listening to the leader of the fierce fox, the family began to plan. The next day, Yi family members went to the palace to discuss with the king and several other aristocratic rulers.

For them, it is dangerous to strangle them in the cradle and not give them the opportunity to grow up. The last time the young man in Flaming Horn broke down the Imperial Gate, someone started putting eye drops on him, and now he's doing something bigger.

“Horn Man, can you predict the sky change more accurately?! ”

“Forget it, Flaming Horn Man, can you really resist the King Beast?!” This has to be unscrupulous, there is such a high-risk tribe, and they are disturbed to think about the conclusion that the world was once "divided and divided for a long time”.

In the palace, the atmosphere is heavy. Once the clouds form, it is difficult to dissipate them. Especially those who have been suspicious for a long time have finally found a suspicious breakthrough point and will certainly not give up on it.

If the Flaming Horn people were to know what they were talking about, they would probably throw up blood. Bullshit! If they could resist the King Beast, they would give up so many premium salt stones and crystals?!

However, it is difficult for these people to be persuaded once they consider you a threat.

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Cold winters always pass.

This winter, early, fierce, late departure.

When the snow and wind finally ceased, when the sun finally broke through the thick clouds and directed them towards the earth, the people who had been gloomy for a long time hovered in the sky.

As the weather turned clear, winter officially passed and temperatures rose rapidly, giving no adequate cushioning time at all.

Tribal people are cleaning up thick snow. In fact, Shao Xuan has pushed it almost. Most places have only as deep snow as knees. These places were pushed during Shao Xuan's practice, while densely inhabited places are also cleaned daily, so they do not directly face a lot of snow melting.

The rooftops dripped with water, the tribes were all wet, and the soldiers on patrol watched as the ice bricks slowly melted. They hadn't had enough, but, in relative terms, they preferred warmer weather so that they could go hunting.

The melting snow caused the river in front of the tribe to rise a lot, and those close to the foot of the mountain had to move up the hill. There is plenty of water in many parts of the mountains and it is simply not convenient to go out hunting. However, large quantities of stranded water also allow some of the animals hiding in the ground to escape, and the warriors can also encounter a number of small beasts in the vicinity.

The ducks were frozen for a winter, screaming out of the duck shed, not afraid of the cold, and jumped straight into the river or into the woods in the distance.

The caregivers of the duck shed also finally saw the fat duck line.

A fat duck walking out with a similarly-looking green hairy dough, watching everyone with vigilance, but no one attacked him.

“Thirty-one, none less.” The people who take care of the duck shed are so happy, “Yo, what's that duck eating? ”

Shao Xuan looked over, “Probably earthquake...”

Before the word ”earthworm" was finished, Shao Xuan saw the thick worm of his thumb that was being pecked by the green hairs, opening his mouth full of pointed teeth.

“Probably a bug crawling out of the underground.” Shao Xuan could only say that he did not know the name of the worm that looked like an earthworm, had not climbed out before, and was now probably forced out by melting snow water.

There are also some or peristaltic or crawling insects, coming out of the river water in front of the tribe. The river rose, flooding the former ground, and now these insects are competing to climb high, but they are cheap for these peculiar ducks.

The fat duck carries these thirty-one green hairs and pecks along the rising river. The other ducks eat, they eat, the other ducks don't eat, they eat as they please.

With these ducks, the tribes don't have to deworm themselves. The coast is full of jumping ducks and fighting for food.

The weather warmed quickly, yesterday wearing thick fur, today wearing only one piece of normal hunting clothes, the people who work are tired and sweaty.

“The weather is weird.” Shao Xuan said.

Such weather changes do not know what is foreshadowed.

Since the weather is really warm, winter has passed and the tribe's annual sacrifice ceremony will be held, but the witch has recently been distracted, not only by her, but also by the chief, who often stands at the top of the mountain and looks away.

Shao Xuan knew that they were waiting for a piece of news and for those who left in winter to bring back a piece of good news. Even if this time it didn't catch up, what if it were the same thing next winter? Then you can seize the opportunity.

However, Shao Xuan concealed that the path thought by the witch and the chief was not necessarily possible.

Two days later, the tribe's snow was all cleaned up. After three days of sunshine, the wet ground had dried up a lot, and the river had retreated quickly, not knowing where the water had gone.

The river in front of the tribe, which is connected to another river outside, is simply stopped by something. The dangerous creatures in the river over there cannot come, but the water is flowing. Nowadays, rising river water falls markedly every day, falling to pre-winter levels in less than a few days.

On that night, tribal rituals were as usual, and those sent out in the winter had not yet returned. This is expected to take time to get around, and it takes longer to catch up in the snow and wind.

This year's sacrificial ceremony, extraordinary silence, witches and chiefs are not very entertaining, some people who know are distracted, but in order to sacrifice, in order to respect the ancestors, other emotions are temporarily abandoned, to think about anything has to wait after this sacrificial ceremony.

In the glorification of the wizard, the flame in the fire pond rises.

The heat of the flame disperses the lingering chills of the night.

The bone trim on Shao Xuan's body also reflected, almost connected to the flame of the fire pond, and the elevated flame body gradually formed a flame giant.

The tribe is no longer surprised by the appearance of this flaming giant, but this time, the flaming giant gave Shao Xuan a very different feeling.

The power of inheritance in the body does not operate wildly, that is, the appearance of the flame giant is the spontaneous opening of the power of the bone trim itself, quite similar to what happened in previous sacrifices, not in Shao Xuan's own control.

After seeing this flaming giant, all the tribes knelt down, even the most rugged warriors of all time, even the oldest who loved to shake their faces, to pray. Especially the warriors who went to the salt mines in the winter with the bandits, especially pious. Without the refuge of their ancestors, they could not escape from the mouth of the king.

Shao Xuan looked up at the flaming giant in the sky. At this time last year, the flaming giant slowly turned and stood towards the place where Shao Xuan came from. Today, the flaming giant also turned his body towards that familiar direction. The difference is, after he turned, he lifted an arm and pointed that way.

This is a situation that many people in the tribe see, and they look up in the voices of others.

Ancestor, what is this tip?

With a shock in his heart, he stood by the fire pond and looked at the flaming giant in the sky, until the flaming giant disappeared before the witch continued to preside over the ceremony.

At the end of the ceremony, everyone dispersed and talked about what the ancestors meant when they raised their fingers over there.

By the fire pond.

With the end of the ritual, the flame in the pond has left only a little flame, which is not bright.

Witches still stand there.

“Shao Xuan, do you hear me?” Witch asks.

“Hear what?” Shao Xuan wondered.

“Ancestors' voices.” The witch's closed eyes

“What did the ancestors say?” Shao Xuan asked.

The witch did not speak and remained silent. “Time to go back. ”

Shao Xuanxiao looked at the witch differently and confirmed that the witch was not talking, but really had this idea.

“Do you intend to migrate? ”

“Nice, just the appearance of the ancestors, is the instruction.” The witch said.

“But how? Don't they have to wait for Xiangchen to bring the news back?” Shao Xuan asked.

“Bringing it back to Chen is not necessarily good news.” The Wizard Sighs, "but what the ancestors meant was, indeed, telling us it was time to go back. ”

This is what the witch thought: since the ancestors said it was time to go back, it must be time to act, and one has to think for oneself about what to do. But the witches did not feel that the instructions of their ancestors were difficult for them. Perhaps the solution already existed, but they simply did not know.

Shao Xuan was thinking about the words of the witch. He noticed something and looked up and saw the witch staring at himself.

“What are you looking at me for? ”

The witch laughed, “Maybe when, the ancestors will tell you how to leave. ”

That has to be ancestral. Shao Xuanbei defamed.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the sea, in the fierce mountain forest, in the flaming horn tribe where the sacrifice ceremony was held at the same time, the old man witch stood by the fire pond, looking at the spark in the fire pond, thinking deeply about the flaming giant that had just appeared in the fire pond during the sacrifice, the giant lifted an arm, pointing to the place it was facing.

What does this herald? The old man blew the night wind and stood there for a long time.