Roar roar roar~!
A group of burly men wielding stone knives gathered in the middle of the tribe.
They have a strong aura, and there are thirty of them in one group!
The leader is Anda.
With feathers on his head, he squinted at the wizard's tent, where a brand new tent was being built.
Today is hunting day.
Hunting days in the ancient continent have fixed times.
After seven days, a large number of Wenxun monsters will migrate in search of soil where they can survive.
This rule has been popular for tens of thousands of years.
When the seven days were up, people from each tribe would hunt for food within their respective territories.
Three or five soldiers, each about 1.9 meters tall, were holding stone hammers and stone nails to build a tent for Song Yang.
This tent is not unique to the tribe, but was built under the command of Song Yan.
It looks like a typical outdoor tent, simple, convenient, sturdy, and has a large space inside.
Aegsa waited nearby.
She stood beside Song Yang, holding a roasted hind leg in her hand.
Anda was very unhappy.
His sister has always been spoiled by him, but he didn't expect that she would serve an unrelated person.
Anda couldn't help but say, "Hey kid, my sister is holding food, hurry up and eat it!"
Song Yang looked at Anda and threw Aigsa's barbecue directly to the salivating Black Emperor.
He looked at Aigsa and said, "I told you not to eat it, but you insisted on roasting it. Give it to Black Emperor in the future. He really likes to gnaw on meat bones."
Aegsa was caught off guard.
Anda said angrily, "Hey, that barbecued meat is pork meat that even the tribal warriors are reluctant to eat. It's specially supplied to wizards! You actually gave it to your pet. How infuriating!"
Song Yang said, "I said I didn't want to eat it, but your sister wanted to give it to me, and you said it was hard for her to carry it. I gave it to Xiao Hei, but you didn't want to, and you said I was wasting it. What do you want? How about I give it to you?"
Anda looked at the Black Emperor.
Heihuang roared and bit the meat even tighter. How could he give the meat in his mouth to others
At this time, a man with three feathers on his head came out.
He has a beard, but it is gray and he looks very old.
After he came over, he said, "What are you arguing about? Giving meat to guests is the wizard's idea, and the guests can do whatever they want with it. Anda, you have to cheer up! You are the leader of this hunt, you must hunt more pigs and deer, and be careful of the One-Horned Tribe, they have been spying on our tribe's hunting grounds!"
Anda immediately stood still and said, "I understand, father. As the successor to the tribal chief, I will definitely lead everyone to bring back more prey!"
After saying that, he turned around and yelled.
The remaining thirty soldiers all shouted loudly.
There are two hundred and forty people in the Sharp Fang Tribe!
There are only thirty who can become warriors, and the only one who can become a blood warrior is Anda!
The blood warriors are a powerful deterrent for the tribe. With a tribe with blood warriors, others dare not provoke it easily.
Anda and Aigsa's father is a blood warrior.
But he is already old, and Anda is still young, he is the future of the tribe!
The rest of the powerful warriors followed Anda out of the tribal gate.
The tribesmen watched in silence.
The old wizard came out, looked at the warriors walking away, and uttered a strange chant.
The rest of the tribe joined in the chant.
This is a special ceremony given to the warriors who go out hunting.
The warrior walked away.
Song Yang felt as if something touched his heart.
The tribal rituals allowed Song Yang to experience the unique cultural atmosphere of the ancient continent.
They survive on this desolate continent with passion and attachment.