Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Chapter 51: Touch it

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Flaming Horn Tribe.

Life within the tribe is as usual, calm and peaceful.

Early in the morning, Lao Ke threw a piece of meat with bones to Caesar, and then sat there with a stone tool and began to polish it. He still looked the same, with no expression or words, but people who knew him could see that the old man K has been a little absent-minded lately. Just look at the wooden box in the corner for throwing waste, and the waste residue left by failure to polish or peeling stone leaves will be thrown there.

So much waste is not like Lao Ke's usual level.

Caesar, who was lying beside him and gnawing at his bones, seemed to have lost some weight. It was not that Lao Ke was reluctant to feed him, but that Caesar's appetite had been greatly reduced recently.

Caesar, who was slowly gnawing on his bones, moved his ears and looked towards the window. Soon, a figure came in from the outside. Before landing, he stretched out his finger and tumbled in the air, as if to avoid something on the ground. .

"Huh?" Grid landed firmly on the ground and looked around. On the side of the window was the trap device that he had driven last time he came. It was originally to prevent something from popping up on the ground. I didn't expect that there was no movement for a long time.

This is not right!

Grid squatted in place and squinted the room carefully, not letting go of some small places.

Caesar was still biting the bone in his mouth, and his eyes turned to Grid. It didn't understand why this person had to roll when he came in.

Make sure that there are no other traps here. The devices are still the same as they were after he touched them last time. He didn't even take them back, and Ge Cai stood up.

"Hey, Lao Ke, what's the matter with you recently?" Ge came to Lao Ke and took out a few pieces of animal meat and two good stone cores from the animal skin bag, "My son will go hunting next time, You can help polish something."

Lao Ke ignored it and continued to be busy with the things at hand.

But Ge didn't care, he knew that Lao Ke heard it, he just put the things aside, and then dragged a stone bench over, staring at the stone knife that Lao Ke had polished, and said, "A Xuan and the others should be in the first place by now. A stronghold is hunting, I don’t know what that kid will bring back from the first hunt.”

Lao Ke paused for a moment in his hand, and continued to polish without making a sound.

Seeing Lao Ke like this, Ge was sure what Lao Ke was worried about.

Lao Ke has no wife and no children. He was fine when he was young. Later, he was injured and retired from the hunting team, and his temper became more and more strange. He felt that it was difficult to get along with him. Who can persevere, finally got a Xuan, Lao Ke almost taught him as his own child.

It is the first time that your child goes out hunting, and it is inevitable that the elder will be worried. Many people in the tribe go out with their children, and at least they have someone to take care of. It is better to entrust others to go out in person.

If Lao Ke hadn't been injured, he probably would have taken Ah Xuan with him on the first hunt this year. It's a pity...

"Don't worry, Ah Xuan is so clever, he woke up early, and I heard that he is still favored by Wu, so he must be fine, just wait and see when they come back and take the road of glory. Didn't you give him that knife? Well, it must be alright, that kid said to let us rest assured? Naturally, he has confidence."

At the same time, on the mountain range far from the tribe, Shao Xuan, who was considered "confident" and "reassuring", sighed at the tooth knife.

After confirming that Thorn Heifeng was dead, Shao Xuan pulled the knife out. When he pulled it out, he lost his strength, and the knife got stuck in Thorn Heifeng's skull.

Based on the traces on the ground and Thorn Heifeng's injury, Shao Xuan speculated that Thorn Heifeng, which was swept down the mountain by the avalanche, hit a large rock, the rock rolled down the mountain, and Thorn Heifeng was buried here. The fracture on its body should have hit it at that time, and the dental knife on its head should have stabbed deeper on the way.

It can only be said that this thorny black wind has bad luck. If it wasn't Shao Xuan who came with the hunting team this time, but any other person in the tribe who awakened this year, there would be no such result. Without Shao Xuan, it would have succeeded in revenge when it was in the cave.

After the knife was pulled out, Shao Xuan discovered that the tip of the knife was broken by nearly a finger's length, there were several notches on the blade, and the blade was covered with scratches.

I don't know what kind of wonderful expression Lao Ke will have when he sees this knife.

And grid, probably crying at the knife? The knife that he had always been envious of, and the knife that he was careful to touch, was actually tossed by Shao Xuan like this.

While Shao Xuan stared at the knife with emotion, the spear stared at the Thorn Heifeng corpse in front of him in a daze. He did not expect such a giant to die like this

In the stories he has heard, it is far from enough for a junior totem warrior to fight against such a level of beasts. Unless you come to a group battle and fight one with a group of people, that will be a bit of security, not to mention the newcomers who have just awakened. , don't even think about it, once encountering such a level, the old soldiers will directly throw a word: the child stands far away!

Feeling the layer of hard scales on Thorn Heifeng's body in the palm of his hand, the spear was very excited. Although he didn't play a big role in this hunt, it was unavoidable to be able to witness this special hunting and anti-hunting battle. , the incomparable and powerful impression of the thorny black wind in his heart also fell a lot.

Touch it!

Touch again!

Hey look at this tooth, touch it again!

He should be the first person in this generation in the tribe to touch the teeth of the adult thorns and black winds. Excited to think about it!

So, when Shao Xuan turned his head to look over there, he saw that the spear was pulling the jaws of Thorn Thorn Heifeng's mouth with all his might, and stretched his neck to look in.

Look at your uncle! !

Shao Xuan rushed over to lift his leg and kicked the spear to the side.

"You Tamar are not afraid that it will give birth to a breath and bite you to death!"

"Didn't you say it's dead?" Spear patted the snow on his body, ignoring Shao Xuan's kick, and continued to stare at the thorn-thorn Heifeng frantically.

The people of the tribe always have a passion for this level of prey that Shao Xuan cannot understand.

"You believe me when I say it? What if the judgment is wrong? Didn't you see me drawing the knife and trembling? I didn't see that I was so far away when I drew the knife?!" Although Shao Xuan was sure that the thorn thorn Heifeng was dead, but There are too many incomprehensible factors in this world, and this species is too unfamiliar. It is always good to be cautious. A severed snake head can still bite people! Who knows if there will be other similar behaviors in the black wind of thorns

As soon as the words were finished, Shao Xuan and the spear both heard the sound of the wooden whistle. The whistle was a little far away, but listening to the rhythm of the whistle, they could be sure that it was blown by their hunting team.

Shao Xuan suddenly looked happy, raised his hand without the knife, put his thumb and index finger in his mouth, and blew a whistle.

The whistle blowing in the tribe, different rhythms represent different meanings, these Shao Xuan all understand, the warriors who go out hunting must know.

Seeing that Shao Xuan blew the whistle with his fingers, the spear also learned to blow, but unfortunately, the saliva was dry and could not make a sound.

It was Lang Ga and Ang who were looking for them. When he saw that Shao Xuan and the spear were safe, Lang Ga's bloodshot eyes almost burst into tears, but soon, when he saw the huge body lying there. , the soles of the few people who were going up the mountain slipped.

The snow had melted, and the killer of the night, who had frightened and frightened them, was lying there quietly, lifeless.