Chronicles of Primordial Wars

In fact, a long time ago, I wanted to take action against the Flaming Horn tribe. When the Flaming Horn tribe was still deep in the mountain forest, the presence was very low, and the "" people rarely went to deep in the mountain forest to tangle with those tribes, but then the Flaming Horn tribe migrated and brushed a wave of presence, which attracted the attention of "".

Others may think that powerful tribes are too tricky to provoke, but “" is not, "the more powerful tribes, the more powerful they are, the more valuable they are as slaves. They see the idea that people measure the value of commodities.

Feather tribesmen caught a bird with beautiful feathers and were proud to show off, while “" people sold a slave at a high price would also show off, and the higher the level of slave owner, the higher the sight of the slave, the more ordinary people they could not see, for a leader like this, if they did not, they would have to be the leader level of the tribe, otherwise they would not be worthy of his identity.

However, the warning was slightly hesitated. Instead of doing it immediately, he lifted his arm without a knife, pointing to the seven thieves who had been tied to a cocoon and thrown there. His attitude was cold, “Give him to me, I want his life!” Being stolen from the chief is a disgrace to life!

The stolen bone error can continue to be traced by some means. As for stealing the bone error of the seven, of course, he will not let go. At the same time, he also feels that if the seven stolen are dead, maybe no one can steal the bone error from him again in the future. He does not think that anyone has the ability to do this, especially the tribal people in front of him.

So, Thief Seven must die! If he dies, there will be no more threats, and no one will let him feel this shame!

Feeling the slaughter coming from the surface, the burglar seven had not moved much, the district several people were nervous, swallowed the pharyngeal spit, looked at Shao Xuan, saw that Shao Xuan still did not move, and they also continued to remain silent.

Thief 7 looked at Shao Xuan and said he was not afraid that he was lying to himself, and his mouth was stubborn. He knew that Shao Xuan was the man in charge of the group. He also wanted to see what Shao Xuan would do. He was more worried that Shao Xuan would kill him on the spot.

Unable to respond, he swept Shao Xuan's eyes cold, "No? ”

As the voice dropped and waved his arms violently, some large black shadows of nails threw out from the wide black cuffs, flying into the grass and rushing towards where Shao Xuan several people were.

Whisper--

The black shadows that shot into the bushes, all the grass along the route were cut off at the waist, and the broken grass took off, such as countless rainfalls spraying out of the ground. As for the black shadows that were thrown out, a few of Shao Xuan entered the ground not far from the perimeter.

This behavior is the signal to do it!

Shao Xuanti knife, "Ganche, look at Thief 7, don't let him die easily! ”

“As for you,” Shao Xuan quickly swept away the logging and several people from the district, "don't die easily. ”

Separation, cottages, thorns, and sailing boats have gone through countless wind and wave logging: “…” The difference is somewhat indecisive.

Although Shao Xuan let them protect themselves, they are all the leaders of their respective tribes, how can they be willing to do so? Can you do it with a pair of sixes?

Although the moon at night is not large, the moonlight and the starlight, with the eyes of many people, even if it is not comparable to the day, will not be blind. First of all, the eyesight at night is far stronger than others' guts, which is to stab and separate them, and during the many hunting activities that follow the flaming horns, the ability to hunt at night is exercised. In the mountains, beasts can't let them go because they have bad eyesight at night. Tonight's moon and starlight are much brighter than they were in the mountains, at least without those ancient trees.

Besides, “" people are not all good at night vision, and their movements are also limited in the dark.

Six people in black swimming around quickly after getting the hands-on signal, throwing the chain out of their hands using a powerful but inexplicable force, while at the same time there are some wires that are not much thicker than hair silk, which, together with the chain, are extremely negligible, but are the wires that make the chain as alive as ever and more lethal at the release.

If a trap is a loop, then these lines and chains are two of the most important factors in setting traps for slave owners. These organizations, which have a long history of the slave trade, are all masters in knotting and playing ropes. So you can't easily let go of any detail or slight movement.

Burglar Seven is so happy to fire at this time.

Ha-ha-ha! War on! War on!

However, in order to minimize their presence, the Seven Thieves still have to hold their excitement, but they don't look at the philosophers in the sky anymore. They look at the war situation with great interest and look for opportunities to go far. He didn't want to stay. Even if Shao Xuan didn't intend to give him to me, he didn't think it would really end well in the hands of Horn, but he was still far from insured.

The logging closely watched the fine lines and chains, silently calculating the strengths and weaknesses of both sides, the heart said: these people under me are indeed as frightening as rumours, their strength is not weak in cooperation with the implication, and their predictive and analytical abilities are quite powerful. Perhaps before they have acted, a sophisticated net has been formed in their minds, and several of them, are the prey to be captured by this net.

The area trembled away from the wrist, and the adult slipped from the small arm to the wrist with two large round shields. This is what he asked Horn to do with his nails, made of Horn New Bronze. As the area deepened with the totem pattern on the body, the whole body inflated and the palm of the hand and root finger became a circle bigger, originally appearing a slightly larger round shield, but now it is just right.

Both Takedou and Jianzhai also took up their weapons, only to stand there with their own hands, without any fighting tools, as if they could not feel the crisis in front of them. In this outfit alone, he is more like a leisurely traveller walking around, similar to many adventurous free people on this side of the continent.

The chain slammed into the ground, and the three blackjackets pulled the chain, and the arrow-like sharp objects at the front of the chain carried a barb, pulling up the dirt and bushes on the ground, while the three blackjackets flew through this pulling force.

Whoa, whoa, whoa--

Throw out the chain as if it had eyes, and suddenly changed direction in the air, chasing the area away from a few people, like a snake that finally opened its teeth and started hunting prey. Once bitten, even if it's just a sip, it's probably not far from hell.

The area stepped away from his feet, his body rapidly backwards, watching the chain of the tip pierced into the ground less than half an arm away in front of his feet, his heart could not help but pinch a sweat, if the reaction was a little slower, or not far enough, he would now be nailed to the ground on his entire right foot.

Yu glanced at Ganche, still the same, and Ganche's facial expression did not fluctuate at all, like a stone column without any breath of life, standing there quietly. The division really admires the strength of the guts, in this situation, can still remain calm almost like a stone, the division can not help but wonder, if it is nailed by these chains, can the guts still remain calm like this?

No, it doesn't look like the Horn Man told them that Gantche can't be killed?

A chain came out of the hands of a man in black, such as a long black serpent under the night sky, with his poisoned fangs, and headed straight for the sweet chops that still stood there, precisely the stealing seven behind the sweet slant.

For others, the slave owners took the lead and killed them if they could not catch them, whereas theft of seven was an indulgent order to kill themselves. So, they can circle the area and cut these people off slowly, but to steal seven, kill them if you get the right chance!

Without borrowing any tools, Gantche grabbed it with his bare hands against the chain that passed over his scalp.

The poisonous snake fired seven shots at the chain. The sharp prick stopped one step away from the seven bodies, like being strangled, and the prick at the front end of the chain could not sag.

At the other end, the black man pulled the zipper, couldn't pull it, and didn't panic. It was common for the chain to be caught because of its construction. Instead of worrying, he showed ridiculous laughter in his eyes, and his other hand moved slightly. At the same time, the chain on the hand of the other black man also quickly attacked the Ganche side like a spiritual snake.

Ganche lifted his other hand to block this second chain raid, but at the same time as he pulled away, the chain caught in his hand seemed to have been revived, struggled, the lock suddenly pulled apart towards both sides in an "S” twist, in a surrounding momentum, and entwined Ganche!

The logging discovered the situation on Ganche's side, wondering whether to go over and help, but saw the stabbing of the past intended to help, suddenly like a plague to retreat away from Ganche's direction, not only the logging, but even the black man who has been chasing the stabbing is strange.

What did the prick see?

The assassinations found the situation on Ganche's side, the first reaction was to help in the past. After all, everyone was in the same camp, and there was only one more person on this side. If Ganche lost his fighting power again, the disadvantage on their side would be even greater.

But just as the thorns passed, he saw a sudden glimmer of red light in Gansui's eyes, especially in the dark. At that moment, all of a sudden, the prick remembered that Ganche was different from them.

The leader of the Horn of Fire once told them to stay away from each other if they saw such an incisive situation. Moreover, in a single hunt, the prick had witnessed the killing of the murderous beast with his own eyes, and so far he had a wavering fear of it.

Seeing the stabbings retreat, the division and the villages thought of something, and stopped for the past step over there.

Forgive me for watching the theft seven, at this time I felt a chill behind me, I couldn't bear to shake.

Chain-wrapped guts, no panic, just strange red flashes in the eyes, like sticky blood that spills.

Knock, knock, knock, knock!

A staggering sound of bones, half arms long with metallic glossy fingers, emerged from the hand cut, like a sharp knife, flashing a deterrent cold light under the moon!

Strange roar in the throat, sound waves gushing out of long fangs, exploding, spreading around, ears very! The chains wrapped around the gummy body make a fragile creak, like the next second it breaks.

Sandy yellow flames arose around Gansu, and everything nearby became cold and dry, and the grass at his feet seemed to be baked at high temperatures to quickly lose moisture, withering from fresh greenery to less than a breathing time.

The nearest Burglar 7 to Ganche felt tight, like trying to dry and crack, and no more cold sweat could be relieved.

Six men in black suddenly stopped, as if their feet were nailed to the ground, the same bent eyebrows were picked together, their eyes filled with horror, and their pupils were frightened by the sudden situation in front of them. They were confused by the scene in front of them.

Which tribe is this?

This, really human?!

Orcs?

No, not Orcs. They have captured so many Orcs slaves, but they have never encountered the situation before. This is not the Orcs they are familiar with, nor are they more familiar with! So, what's this? Monster?

Not only is it the shocked black man, including the one who has been pretending to be a calm thief, but every pore in his body is trembling because of extreme uncertainty and suspicion, and his heart screams away and hurry away!

The scene suddenly cooled down, the time seemed to be slowing, the clouds of the night sky floated, covering two rounds of the remnants of the moon, the stars were hiding in fear and appeared dim.

Night, darker.

Nobody moves, and the six blackjackets presumably speculate in their hearts about the calculated threat.

Thief 7 looked at the situation in front of him, sweating cold.

Another monster!

He suddenly wanted to blow a whistle for help, and it was better to demote than lose his life. Just whistle here. Can anyone else hear me? In order to better carry the stolen chief bone staggered away, thief 7 chose a route of less people among his peers, I'm afraid even if the whistle blows out, no one will necessarily come to rescue him.

At this point, the Seven Thieves have a profound sense that they will not die unless they do so.