Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Once the Rwandan tribe moved out of the centre, it gradually encountered fewer people.

Originally, the Lu tribes thought that the obstacles might be bigger when they were in the central range, but who thought, they passed by, rarely encountered trouble, the large team came all the way, although a lot of small trouble, some people from non-central areas attacked, all came quite smoothly, however, after leaving the central, when the tribe was no longer so densely distributed, more trouble might be encountered.

In the middle, there are many people, many eyes, some may want to hide their identity against the people of the Lu tribe, but there are too many people in the central region, and when they are accidentally spotted by others, they recognize the people who secretly did it, and the people who did it are unlucky. But when people are no longer so dense, nothing else sees them doing. Even if the Lu want help, they can't find help for a while.

So, after leaving the center, the further back, the more vigilant you are.

At night, the team rests.

Shao Xuan always had a bad feeling. Thinking about it, he took out a straw rope and began to blur.

People in Flaming Horn saw Shao Xuan like this. It was quite surprising. Shao Xuan could not use this method at all for some small things during the week. Dependency is too strong and bad. If it can't be effective in the future, when will he still live? Therefore, as long as it can be easily solved and hinders nothing, Shao Xuan will not use the Bu method. The people of Horn know that, because of this, they wonder why Shao Xuan is now starting to blur again. What's the hunch?

After the knot was successfully broken, Shao Xuan frowned and thought there.

Others didn't ask, and when Shao Xuan figured it out, he would tell them. However, people still wonder what happened to Shao Xuan. It doesn't seem like a good thing. Is there anyone who wants to rob us?

It is certainly not a good thing to come out of it. Shao Xuan looked in one direction, there, in the direction of the desert, and the bad feeling he had always had was related to the desert.

The knot can not accurately calculate what will happen. Some things exist with too large variables. Shao Xuan can not come out, but it can be determined that it is the danger that comes over there, and the goal is clear.

Think, Shao Xuan looks at Ganche's location. This time, the target is not the Lu tribe, not the Flaming Horn, but the Ganche.

Because the sun was no longer visible at this time, there was only a little more light in the clouds in the sky, and Gantche was no longer wearing a hood, but revealed his bald head.

Ganche also looked at that orientation, Shao Xuan did not think he was just temporarily aroused or unintentional.

“Broadly speaking, you and Xiang Chen take the team tomorrow.” Shao Xuan turned around and said broadly to sit there and rest.

Broad eyebrows all wrinkle deep pleats, "What's the matter? ”

“Not against the Lu tribe.” Shao Xuan lifted his finger to point to the desert, "there may be people over there, leave first. ”

Broad sense is facial blindness, but the sense of direction is still good. He also recognized where Shao Xuan meant. He wanted to say that they would stay and help, but when he thought of the undead weirdos in the desert, he paused and asked: “Are you alone? You don't need to leave any more people here? ”

“He'll definitely stay.” Shao Xuan faces the side of Ganche, "the target may be Ganche. ”

Those people's goal was Ganche, not Shao Xuan, and he was reassured in the broad sense. In his view, Ganche was not his own tribe after all, and he didn't care about anything. Shao Xuan, if you can't beat him and run, it will be much easier to fly from the air, but it will be inconvenient to leave more people behind.

Now that Shao Xuan has made a good decision, it is definitely a considered decision, and not much more in the broad sense.

The next day, after a night of rest, the team set out again. This time the leader in front of the team is broad and Chen. They will take people with them to the side of the Yanhe River with the Lu tribe. There is no need to worry about Shao Xuan.

Seeing Shao Xuan and Ganche stay in place did not leave. Many people of the Lu tribe were very confused, but the Horn people did not say why. After they questioned the fruitless people, they stopped asking. The only thing they could know was that Shao Xuan stayed to block some trouble.

The screams of various animal breeders in the herd gradually went away, and the team could no longer see the figure. Shao Xuan immediately found a tree, sat on the tree to rest, and waited for the people who were about to come. Those people must have tracking methods. When they first stole the Eleven to the underground chamber of the Flame River Castle, they carried insects specifically designed to track them. The people in the rocky mound had a lot of means, and there must have been various ways to accurately target them.

The area is surrounded by woods, which are not dense, trees are not large, and perhaps the reason for occasional movement, and there are no thick, ancient trees. There are mountains nearby, not very high, which is a relatively large mountain here, but it cannot be compared to the forest where the beast lives.

Surrounded by greenery and some dewy water on the morning grass.

Shao Xuan rested on the tree and waited slowly. As long as they didn't move here, the people over there would definitely find them. They can't make it today, and they will definitely make it tomorrow.

The flaming horns and the Lu tribes are already far apart, and even if there is much movement here, it will not affect them.

Ganche sat on a large rock in the shade, where a distant team had rested before, and some paintings carved with rigid instruments, just blurred and couldn't see what was written.

The big hood covered a lot of sweet faces, couldn't see clearly, he just looked in one direction, at first glance for half a day, didn't even blink an eye, like a stone sculpture, held the same position. This is simply not what a normal person can do.

The sun hangs high and falls, and the sky is flaming with clouds, and the ground is like a layer of red.

An eagle burst out of the sky, and Shao Xuan stood up and looked in one direction.

Here we go!

Less often than not, the shadows of four birds appear in the distant sky.

As the figure in the sky flew closer, Shao Xuan also recognized the birds, which were domesticated by the slave owners in the desert. A kind of eagle lived in the desert. Claws accounted for a larger proportion of the body than eagles elsewhere. Each toe was longer and harder. When they found their prey in the desert, even if the prey went into the sand, they could dive down, deep into the sand and fish out the long claws. Many desert snakes, scorpion lizards, etc., are prey to such desert eagles.

Not many people came here, four eagles, three on one side, two on the back of the head, five in all.

Shao Xuan's heart is more vigilant. The fewer people, the harder it is to prove the arrival.

The two men on the desert eagle at the beginning, Shaw Xuan, knew Souler, who had met him in the desert, and the captain who controlled the puppet next to Souler.

The other three desert eagles stood alone. Souler and the man beside him lay on the eagle's back, while the three men stood still and steady. Dressed like a puppet weirdo, Shao Xuan knew that those three people were different from the puppets he had met in the desert before.

Three desert eagles had not yet landed, and the three men had jumped off the eagle's back and directly fell.

Boom, boom!

The sound of three landings shook the ground, like the sound of a boulder dropping.

There was thick grass on the grass, so there was no massive lifting of dust. The three men did not move after the landing, but stood in the puddle that had been smashed, because they were covered with cloth. Shao Xuan could not see what they really looked like, but could see from a special perspective that the bones on the three men were significantly brighter than ordinary people.

Again, no breathing, no heartbeat, not even any wheezing after picking it off, as if it were unconscious wood.

It's a special puppet.

Shao Xuan looked at Ganche. These three people were very similar to Ganche in the beginning. Perhaps they were Ganche's people who had long been turned into puppets.

Unlike Gantche, in the bones of the three men, the silky red force was flowing, the energy that controlled their movements, and the spark-based force that was implanted.

Someone attached the power of the spark to their bones, thereby controlling the three men, and the man next to Souler could not have done so, otherwise Ganche would have been a puppet long ago.

However, around here, Shao Xuan did not perceive the existence of other people. Where exactly are the people who control those three people? Or do they simply not need someone to control them around?

Thinking of this, Shao Xuan's heart is a Rin. The puppets I had seen in the desert before could only be considered high-end puppets, but the three were perhaps more special.

Shao Xuan thought room, the eagle on the shore where Souler and those around him were, they were not the three puppets who didn't even feel pain, they would not fall out of the air, but wait for the desert eagle to stand firmly on the ground before coming down.

After Souler stood firm, he looked around and stopped for a while to see Shao Xuan, who had already come down from the tree.

“Shao Xuan, Flaming Horn!” Souler shouted hatefully.

Souler was so angry when he thought of that armor thrown away that he was wounded and fled back. King Fallen Ye was disappointed in him. He also wanted to recover the ancient corpse, whatever his treasure, to contact the thief and let him go to the Flaming Horn tribe to retrieve the lost corpse. Unfortunately, the thief lost his word, and the thief said the man was dead.

Fortunately, he had one more chance, and all he had to do was bring back the abandoned ancient corpse and still have a glimmer of hope of competing with Sugu.

When I think of the culprit who caused all this, the killing in Souler's eyes went straight to the outside world. I can think of Shao Xuan's strength, but I am so scared that I don't need him this time. Otherwise, ten of them may not necessarily be Shao Xuan's opponents.

“Shh!” Souler looked at the person standing beside him.

The man in the sand and jute cloth cloak ignored Souler. His gaze was always on Ganche. Before he landed, he knew that the man sitting there was the target he was looking for, but he always felt something was wrong. And look at the other side's half face, and the blue hands, and look sharply at Shao Xuan. “What have you done!? ”

Shao Xuan smiled, silently.

The cloak on the bush is also sandy, and the wind can even feel the residual desert smell, which is incompatible with the surrounding atmosphere.

Once again, he looked at the man sitting on the stone with the cloak, the gray and rough linen, the wind was blowing loudly, and he was also wearing the cloak, the man sitting on the stone, more like an ordinary man than the three people they were carrying. If the other person didn't breathe and the object he was tracking pointed there, he would really doubt his judgment.

What the hell did the Horn Man do with the ancient body?! Why so much change?!

“Why are you asking so much crap?!” Souler is impatient to see the corpse. "Shao Xuan, give us the corpse and let you go this time! ”

There are three big helpers around, and Souler has the guts to speak.

Shao Xuan: “Huh. ”

This unblemished attitude annoyed Souler. Shao Xuan's gaze was clearly a contempt and looked down on him. Though I thought I did eat a few times in Shao Xuan's hands, Souler took a deep breath, “No bullshit, just kill me! ”

The latter sentence was addressed to Kun, who, if Shao Xuan were killed, would naturally be able to take away the ancient body. He didn't really want to compete with Shao Xuan here either. If he accidentally lost his life, he wouldn't be able to do it. But now Shao Xuan has this attitude, and Souler doesn't want to stop so easily. His father Fallen Ye said that these three puppets are not the same as ordinary puppets. Maybe, nothing wrong with Shao Xuan's weird flame knife?

Thinking about it, Souler's face got colder and colder. "What are you waiting for? Do it!”

The cloak man standing next to him still ignored Souler because he had just found the cloak man looking at him, in the shadow covered by a hood, with his eyes looking at him!

Rumbling down the strange feeling in his heart, he said to Shao Xuanjiu again: “You let him come, we will take him back to the rocky mound. ”

Shao Xuan didn't move. “I can't handle this. Why don't you personally tell him what he thinks. If he wants to go, I won't stop him. ”

What's that supposed to mean?

And he was wondering, and Souler and Lam listened to the man sitting there on the rock: "Who are you?” The tone of indifference cannot help but be a little emotional.

“Say… speak!” Souler felt numb on the scalp, like he was stuffed with ice behind his back.

Isn't that an ancient corpse? How can you talk?!

He was terrified in his heart. The Horn Man brought out the ancient corpse. Looking at it, he guessed that the Horn Man used some means to make the ancient corpse into something similar to a puppet, but it was impossible for the puppet to speak for itself, because the puppet was a dead object, but not far from the stone, what was it? Ming that the ancient corpse was put under the animal car for so long, I should know him well, but why now feel completely strange?

“He must have been controlled by the Horn Man! Rumble, do it!” Souler was overwhelmed, and the shouting sounds were sharp.

This time, I don't wait any longer. I want to know exactly what happened to that ancient corpse. I'll find out!

“Do it!” and shouted.

Just after the sound of the murmur, the three cloakmen standing in the concave pit were like arrows off the strings, rushing straight towards the sweet cut sitting on the stone.

Feeling the hostility coming from the surface, there is a kind of unspeakable ambiguity, tight body, there is no body temperature, at this time like a chill, the surrounding temperature is like to follow to decrease.

That was his people, and Ganche could feel them before they even showed up, but now he could feel the killings of those three people, who were after him.