Chronicles of Primordial Wars

The Witch of the Rain Tribe? How did he get here at this hour?

Shao Xuan wondered, let go of the work at hand and get up and go with Langa towards the riverbank.

“He came alone?” Shao Xuan asked.

“No, there are a few more, more or less, I didn't see them clearly, it seemed urgent.” Langa said.

In a hurry?

Is it for the tribe or something?

When Shao Xuan came to shore, Yang Xuan had just been led ashore.

Due to heaven and earth disaster, the mountain was raised up a lot, part near the river bank was steep, the tribal warriors were renovating that side in the last two days, there were no good roads and steps for them to walk up, and the newly climbed line of people were covered with mud and stone soil marks, which made them look very wolfish and tired.

I suppose, from the rainy tribe to here, it's not close, watching this industry is a little weak, if the warriors with flaming horns had not just given them a hand, maybe half the people in there would not be able to climb up.

When he saw Shao Xuan, he pulled out a smile and sat directly on the floor with his butt. It seemed hard to get up for a while.

“I'll take it easy first.” He was just a witch and much less physically powerful than any other warrior in the rainy tribe.

Shao Xuan asked people to fetch some food to see how depressed and tired these people looked. They must also be hungry. They will certainly not be short of water to fetch some food for a long time.

“How did you find me here?” Shao Xuan asked.

“I was going to the Wesen Mountain Forest, and I was walking and I heard that you flaming horns were migrating again, so I followed along.” He turned his head and looked at the flaming horn tribe, which was too busy to be depressed at all. He thought that the flaming horn had been forced to migrate because of the disaster. He would certainly not be in a good mood. Unexpectedly, it was completely different from what they thought.

Yang Xuan did not specify the intention, Shao Xuan did not continue to ask. This is not a place for conversation. Yang Xuan must have something else to say. These 20 people who have seen the Rain Tribe are confused and confused, more anxious than the Flaming Corner team during the migration process, but just persevered with silence.

Something must have happened.

Is it true that the rainfall tribe has been badly affected?

After a short break, Shao Xuan asked people to take a message to the witch and the chief, tell them that someone from the rainy tribe had come, and then take Yang Ying their people to their place of residence. The house was just built, more than 20 people went in a little crowded, and Yang Ying asked the others to wait outside now.

Because the place where the tribes receive the outsiders has not yet begun to be built, they will have to wait here. However, the rainy tribe's people did not care about it, but remained quiet outside the house.

Old Ke cooked a pot of broth for them, then sat on a rock outside the house and chatted with these distant outsiders. Normally, Lao Ke rarely sees an outsider. After all, his legs and legs are inconvenient and he cannot go out with the distant team. In fact, he is very interested in many things of the outsider fall.

There was no one else in the house. The face that Yang Zheng had been holding up suddenly collapsed, and he grabbed his hair hard. "I'm afraid we'll be migrating the tribe this time! ”

“Why?” Shao Xuan was surprised. He thought it was the cause of the disaster, or the spark, but now it looks like there's something else.

“In fact, that past disaster did not have much impact on our rainy tribes, at least not as devastating as many.” Yangtze said.

Heavy terrain did cause houses to collapse, and people were shocked directly off the ground, but by comparison, the rainy tribes did not suffer much, and when the terrain ended, they quickly recovered their original lives. As for the past hot and short winter, the rainy tribes had been running out of water for many years, and now they can seek rain. Even if they succeed only once ten times, it is enough for the rainy tribes to survive the disaster, not to mention that they still have rain stones. I'm afraid the only thing missing is food. However, they spent many years in the valley and other things that could sustain them through that difficult period.

“Then why are you moving tribes?” Suddenly, Shaw Xuan said, “Desert? ”

With a smile on his face, “Who else could it be? ”

He rubbed his face violently and made himself more spiritual. He continued: "I used to think that Rock and Mountain City would be quiet to drive away other slave owners in the desert. At the end of the year, the old parts of other slave owners in the desert were cleared. However, not long after the disaster in heaven and earth, slaves fled the desert and ran to our tribe to steal things. We caught them and interrogated them. ”

Speaking of which, Yang Zheng looked strange, like it was hard to believe, like he was worried about something, “Those people were slaves of the slave owners who had been exterminated by the Rock City before, and had been running around the desert, and there were people who had gathered into a small group to survive, but it was not my biggest fear that heaven and earth had changed, that most parts of the desert had been devastated, and that the movement of the earth had caused many people to be buried directly in the sand. ”

Take a deep breath and look at Shao Xuan. “The two slaves we caught were people who used to be close to the other side of the desert, close to the sea. However, he told me that the people gathered on the other side of the sea were basically dead, died beneath the waves and the ground, and even disappeared a lot of places directly. Not only that, but when they left there, they took a look at the coast, and they said that there were a lot of places out there, at sea, that seemed to have something. ”

As he looked at Shao Xuan, he looked at Shao Xuan and said, "The desert has disappeared and some strange scenes have emerged at sea. Since then, the Rock Ring City has shifted its target away from people elsewhere in the desert, dealing only with those who are still alive close to the coast. It's like cleaning up the people there and taking over the coast, so all those who survived close to the coast fled to the desert... I remember when you flaming horns and a lot of people came out of the desert. You're not actually out of the desert, but out of the sea, are you? ”

“Not bad." Shao Xuan did not deny.

His eyelids jumped sharply and his body, which was sitting there, couldn't help but stand up and look forward to asking: “What's on that side of the ocean? Rock and roll people, you know why they change like that?” What is happening at sea is not really the main cause of such concern for Yang Zheng, but he perceives great anxiety from the movement of the rocky mound.

“If the heavens and the earth become real close to each other, then what those slaves see, perhaps I really know.” Shao Xuan didn't expect this to happen, only a year after they left there.

“Beyond the sea, there are tribes, there are slave owners, many slave owners! However, you asked if Rock Town had anything to do with that, and according to what I said, they had enemies over there. ”

“That's true!” With distressed fingers around their scalps, their raining tribes are close to the desert and they know more about their slave owners. For thousands of years, the records of their slave owners have had several large boxes. As mentioned in the hands of the ancestors of a raining tribe a thousand years ago, the slave owners of the desert came from the other side of the sea.

He always knew that at the end of the desert, on the other side of the ocean, there were people, but, far away, for almost a thousand years, he hadn't heard of anyone else coming from that direction, not even when the desert had changed so much that Rock City had become a desert master. It was not until Shao Xuan and his flaming Horn people came out of the desert that they touched that nerve. After reading many of the ancestors' notes, the more alarmed they were, the more they contacted Shao Xuan to tell him about the spark, Yang Xuan never let go of this heart.

Now, the desert has changed again, the behavior of Rock City makes Yangtze more and more worried, always feel insecure to stay there, dreams of the spark being extinguished, a year down, people have lost weight.

After the disaster, Yang Zheng finally decided to take people to Shao Xuan, ask questions about the spark, and by the way, ask about the sea. He said that migrating tribes, not just talking about it, was a real idea. The slave owners of Rock Town are too dangerous for their rainy tribes to fight. In the past, there were many slave owners and many forces in the desert, and they could fight inside. Now, the desert is the land of the rock mound. What if the rock mound city is to expand in the future?

Now Shao Xuan says that Rock Town has enemies with those on the other side of the sea. If there is a fight, will Rock Town lack slavery, will it point the knife at the tribe near the desert? As long as the fire is extinguished, more tribes will be able to enslave them. The rainy tribe is even more dangerous.

Whatever the other tribes near the desert were, he only cared about the future of their rainy tribes.

“So what's your decision now?” Shao Xuan looked at the fluctuating complexion and asked.

Bite your teeth, "Move! Must be migrated! ”