Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Far from the downstream coast, riding a rudimentary raft paid a considerable price before finally coming to the upstream flaming horn tribe, and it seemed that their target was the flaming horn.

Though they did not fully understand what those people were saying, some conclusions were drawn from it.

They don't know who they're looking for, they just go up the flame river until they can't walk, when they reach their destination.

Instead of continuing, it is precisely because the presence of the stone bridge stops the flame river. Unless the raft is moved over or disembarked and bypassed, it will be stopped there all the time. After all, the artificial river channel has not been opened, and this is the only way to go at this stage.

And those people, obviously, think they've reached their destination.

“Just don't know what the ultimate purpose of those people is.” I can't figure it out.

Those men, while on guard, did not show malice to the Flaming Horn people, and according to the soldiers who guarded the stone bridge at the time and brought them back, those people had cheered at the time, and they were really happy at the time, holding their breath and finally relaxing before fainting.

“Their posture was low, and when they first met us, they respectfully performed courtesies.” It was also surprising at the time that, after all, although Horn of Fire mixed up some fame around the area and some small tribes would praise in front of them, it was clear that the attitude of those people was different, and if they really wanted to say it, they had some sincerity and no flattery in their eyes.

Because there is no malice of greed and attack, it is temporarily settled. Otherwise, as long as a little incorrect spot is found, the return will directly cause these unidentified people to be slaughtered to feed the fish of the Flaming River.

“The reason should be in that big shell.” Shao Xuan said.

“Well, just have to wait for those people to wake up, otherwise they won't open that big shell. It must be someone very important to them. ”

“Find out what they're up to, and since they're coming from the beach, we can tell from their mouths what's going on down the ocean, we're still blank.” Shao Xuan said.

He smiled. “That's true. ”

Flaming horns can really use coercive means to figure out exactly what's in that big shell, and even kill people for treasure, but, no need.

That little gem and shell, the flame horns don't really look good.

For gems and shells, the Horn people have never shown much enthusiasm. The people who first dragged them from the sea may be eye-warming, but now, they are used to it and will not be constrained by this immediate interest. Otherwise, what happens next?

Two days later.

Those who had been settled by Flaming Horn finally slowed down, and those who had been unconscious had been awake for two days. Those who had been strong enough not to fall, saw their companions awake before laying down beside them. At any given time, there are at least ten people beside that big shell guarding them from getting anywhere.

But these two days, the leader of these people finally stood up.

The man had been in a coma for a day because of his injuries, and when he woke up, he was anxious to find the chief and the witch.

At this time, the person's words were urgent and probably did not know how to describe them. Sometimes they became more confusing.

However, in contrast to the person at the beginning, the expression of this person, although not very clear, is also generally understandable.

His name was Hebian, and he was the leader of the Mountain tribe, and their tribe was in trouble, so according to the words of the witch, he took his people up the river.

“As long as we go up this river until we can no longer move on, we will be there. This is what the witch tells us. Is there really only one tribe around here?” Ask.

“There's not just one tribe around here, but the biggest tribe around here is just us.” Return to the Path, “the stone bridge you encountered was built by our tribe. ”

Though it was made with the Stoneworm King, it was also indirectly made by their tribe. That's not entirely true. There's no pressure.

When he heard the greeting, he revered. Although he had been in a coma for a day, he still remembered what he had seen before the coma. He saw all the houses on the mountain, which was a completely different view from their tribe.

Especially that stone bridge that crossed the river, so sturdy that he couldn't imagine how it was built, so in his mind, the flaming horn instantly raised several steps, the higher the image, and most importantly, the stronger the flaming horn, the more excited he was, because that meant that they were likely to find a way to save the tribe from the flaming horn.

“Please save our Mountain Tribes, we can take out everything we can, even the lives of us! All you have to do is save our mountain tribe!” Say a big farewell while you're at it.

It was the first time he had met a tribal chief who had offered him such a gift, and he had only heard those mountain tribes say, "Let Horn save them, how can we save them?" He doesn't even know the reason. He says a lot, but he doesn't understand it at all. He only knows that it's definitely not the cause of the foreign enemy.

Going back to a wooden face, he looked at the one who kept saying "Save our tribe” and worshipped him, turning his head to Shao Xuando, "You come. ”

Shao Xuan looked at the excitement and said to the person who almost cried and drowned, "Get up first, let's talk. ”

When Hebian looked up, he found that the return had been moved aside, and only one person nearest to him who looked younger, some did not understand what flaming horns meant.

“Are you?” asked Hebian.

“Elder Yan Horn, Shao Xuan. ”

He looked at Shao Xuan, or was he confused, “What is the elder? ”

“Cough, the elders are people with tribal status comparable to that of chiefs and witches, and in our flaming horns, the elders are in a more special position.” Explain. He had no idea that the tribe did not know what the “elders” were, as if they had been isolated from the flaming horns, but that the mountain tribes were not isolated, but did not want to communicate with the outside world themselves.

Hebian reacted and began to pray again. Shao Xuan hurried, “Can you draw a totem of your mountain tribe? ”

Totem is able to initially understand one tribe, and each tribe's people, they can't paint anything else, but their tribe's totem is absolutely mastered. Moreover, Totem is not a secret, it is something that can be revealed. Large tribes like Flaming Horn are happy to let more people know about their tribe's totem.

Therefore, he was not dissatisfied with Shao Xuan's inquiry. After Shao Xuan took out the brush paint and cloth, he began to draw.

Pen and cloth are not used to it, but the drawing totem is really proficient, but in the interest time, the totem of the Mountain tribe was painted on that grey yellow hemp cloth. Although the pencil gripper was so uneven that it did not prevent Shao Xuan from seeing the totem clearly.

At the start of the pen, Shao Xuan thought that he was drawing a strange word with glasses, but soon, there were some fish-fin and scale-like patterns around the word "" "in glasses, along with a fishtail.

It is obvious that river or sea tribes prefer totem pattern.

Related to fish. Others can't see anything for the time being.

After drawing the totem, He Ben looked at Shao Xuan and waited for Shao Xuan's words.

“The man you brought, the one in the shell, is supposed to be your witch seal. Can you show us?” Shao Xuan asked.

Shao Xuan has seen the large shell, not close, but can feel the presence of the power belonging to the witch on the large shell, which can allow a witch to seal the hand automatically, naturally very cautious and important.

Hebian nodded this time without a moment, but frowned for a moment. In the meantime, he also surveyed Shao Xuan several times, and finally bit his teeth. Agreed.

The person who placed the large shell room and guarded it brought in the greeting side and stopped it, but was nervous and brought some sorrow and excitement.

Strange.

Shao Xuan's gaze swept quickly across those faces and looked at the large shell.

He took a deep breath and walked to the large shell with the double shell closed, tapping gently inside, with a cautious wing: “Dot! Dot, are you awake? ”

The next moment, on the shell, where the double shell is closed, some dark blue pattern appears, those lines resemble the totem of the mountain tribe painted by the greenboard, the difference is, the greenboard painting is more funny, and the totem on the large shell, which was originally like a “" place with glasses, but left Shao Xuan unnamed with a chill and pressure.

It's not about Shao Xuan, it's about the momentum of the totem itself.

Mountain tribes are not as harmless as they seem.