Chronicles of Primordial Wars Chapter 170: wanderers Yan Shuo

although Shao Xuan is curious about the Slave and Slave Master appearing here, but Shao Xuan has to follow the long-distance team first.

The Slave Master has a lot of housing here. At such an intersection, there are many teams coming and going. Every day there are many people who settle here like Pu Tribe's long-distance team. He will charge a certain amount of "fee." ".

All the work is done by those Slaves.

But Shao Xuan found that those Slaves who are despised by Pu Tribe people have a poor physical health status although, but compared with those wanderers, they have more.

Yes, power is power!

Those Slaves have more power than wanderers! It's not necessarily strength, it can be something else, speed, or reaction, or something else.

Some of the pain and numbness on the faces of the Slave are blind to the scorn of the surroundings.

Becoming Slave, he abandoned all the past beliefs. From now on, he believes in only one-his master.

The night is getting darker.

Fan Ning hasn't told the Slave Master that he still needs to arrange the team.

The place where you settle down temporarily is not very good. The space is small and everyone is crowded inside. This is also better than feeding mosquitoes by the river, and at night, it is not very safe outside. If you are not allowed to go out, it will be chopped by those wanderers. I heard that some crazy wanderers will eat people when they are hungry. Although not afraid of them, it is always good to be on guard, let's hold a group.

As for Cha-Cha, there is no need to worry about Shao Xuan. This product can be alive in hunting grounds. Here, those wild beast pose no threat to it at all. Even in danger, it will find Shao Xuan.

At this time, the surrounding area. In the houses of different shapes that Shao Xuan had seen before, they lit the fire one by one, and those who went out to work came back with the fruits of one day's labor. Some come back from the mountains and forests, and some come back from the river where the long-distance team stops. They also do hard labor, but only very little reward.

A thin figure walked quickly through the night. The stick in his hand waved quickly, driving away the slap-like mosquitoes that were buzzing.

When he came to a small wooden house, he moved a thick wooden board, flashed in, and then quickly moved the wooden board back to block the mosquitoes outside.

"Coming back?!"

In the room, an equally thin woman, sitting with a small child in her arms, was tired. The child in the arms of a woman is sleeping.

In the corner. A wooden board was lying flat, and it was a bed with a thin figure sleeping on it.

"Um." The man who just came back put the animal skin with the already that he had broken through several holes aside, and took out today's gains.

It is some fruits in the mountain, and a fish, a rabbit.

The surrounding wild beast, already that can hunt are almost hunted, a little further away. They have limited abilities and die when they go. As for fruit. There are many, before maturity, already was picked up. I'm lucky today, and I found a few big fruits in a corner that is not easy to notice.

When women and rabbits are seen, women's eyes light up. This is already.

The woman carefully placed her baby on the wooden bed. Go and cook the fish and rabbit in the pot, because these two have been slaughtered and cleaned up outside. You don't need to do more processing when you bring them back, just cook them.

Come back and bit the fruit one by one, after a while. The woman put one of them into the mouth of the one-year-old child on the wooden bed.

With the food, the child does not sleep anymore, and eats quietly, holding the fruit.

The woman hands two more fruits to her daughter on the wooden bed: "Eat first."

"How about today?" the woman asked.

The man shook his head with a sigh.

There were also ten people who came here with their family together. Three of them joined other tribes, one stayed smoothly, the other two were driven away and failed to survive; four were hunting in mountains It was left behind by wild beast; two became Slave. The remaining one plus their home has stayed here, already for almost ten years.

"If it doesn't work, I plan to ask someone together to leave. Let's change places. already talked to them today," the man said.

Speaking, the plank blocking the door was snapped.

"Yan Shuo, open the door!"

When he heard this voice, the man's tight muscles just relaxed and put down stone blade with a lot of gaps in his hand. He got up and moved the board away.

People coming in from outside are shorter than Yan Shuo, thinner than Yan Shuo, skinny, eyes full of bloodshot, shortness of breath, as if making some kind of decision.

"What's wrong?" Yan Shuo asked.

The other party came in and raised his head violently, because his emotions were too agitated and his expression was a little distorted.

"Yan Shuo, I ... plan to ... go there!" said the man looking in one direction.

Yan Shuo eyes wide open because of surprise.

"I can't stand it! I met them today, and they have strength again." The man said, by the way, showed Yan Shuo his broken arm today. According to the situation, it cannot be recovered in a short time.

Yan Shuo knows who they refer to. They are the ones who came from together earlier and become Slave. The people in front of you are looking at the direction where the Slaves in this area are located.

Yan Shuo opened its mouth, but didn't know what to say. Originally thinking that everyone together left, find a better place, and strive to live, but do not want to, the other party already gave up, can not survive. Feeling powerless makes people desperate.

"Okay, I'm gone," the man walked to the door and stopped again, facing away from Yan Shuo, and slightly tilted his head: "Make a decision early, and don't think about the impossible things again. "

When the man leaves, Yan Shuo sits quietly, watching the fire in the fire, silently.

When the eyes were staring straight at the fire, the muscles on the Yan Shuo surface twitched, and the meridians on the not-thick arm were clearly visible. The strangest thing is that there are not clear lines on Yan Shuo's face. If Shao Xuan is here, it must be recognized. This is Totem Pattern on Flaming Horn Tribe Totem Warrior face!

Only, compared to Totem Warrior of Flaming Horn Tribe, Totem Pattern on Yan Shuo face is not clear. And it's not stable, sometimes a little clear, and sometimes completely hidden. No lines appeared on the upper body and arms.

Yan Shuo-1intuition won, their power should be much more than that, but. Because it is wanderers and there is no Fire Seed, he cannot become a true Totem Warrior.

He knows that his ancestors were Flaming Horn Tribe. In the words passed down from generation to generation, everyone remembers Flaming Horn Tribe and Totem of the tribe.

"Ada said, Flaming Horn Tribe is still there." Yan Shuo whispered.

"The people of Flaming Horn Tribe are all powerful Warriors. They can easily carry a bear, two horns Totem Pattern with flames, can cover the whole body, Fire Seed flames of Flaming Horn Tribe, can cover a whole mountain ..."

Yan Shuo was just a murmured whisper at first, the tone was calm, like telling a story, but gradually. His tone was repressed, his eyes red.

Because of obsession. Therefore, the ancestors of Yan Shuo brought the word "Yan" or "Horn" in their names, so that they could remember the name of their tribe. If they could find the tribe one day, their wish would be gone. Therefore, future generations are not allowed to join any other tribe. Not allowed to be Slave, even if you die, you are not allowed to betray your tribe.

But after so many years, Flaming Horn Tribe and already are no longer remembered by anyone, no one around them has heard of such a tribe. No matter how many times Yan Shuo says his tribe is still there, Fire Seed is still there, others just do n’t believe it.

However, the strength of Yan Shuo is indeed greater than that of others, and it will show a faint Totem Pattern. Being able to persist to this day is an important reason.

But now he feels lost.

The ten other people who came from together at the beginning did not survive, and now they are the only ones left.

Leave?

If there are n’t enough people, if they leave their homes, they wo n’t go far, and they will probably die.

Someone left the previous two days, but the next day he was found dead near the river. The blood on his body was drained, and those mosquitoes sucked. Half of my body was bitten by a cricket, which was wild beast cricket that came out at night in the nearby mountains and forests. If it was another day, there would be no bones left.

Even though Yan Shuo is more powerful than others, it is relative to wanderers. For those Totem Warrior, it may not be enough.

Power!

With strength, we can live better in such a world!

This is why many wandererss who can't stand it have chosen to become Slave. There is no freedom to become Slave although, and they have lost a lot, but they can gain strength from Slave Master!

Just, how do I choose?

Will you continue to find it, or wait for news from Flaming Horn Tribe, or, like those wandererss who ca n’t stand it, find a tribal trust or become Slave?

No, no!

Yan Shuo holds his head with both hands.

Can't give up, no! Dad said, the tribe is still there, it is still there!

A woman sitting on a wooden board looks at her husband like that, but she is restless and wants comfort, but she also feels that she should choose another way like others.

However, when the woman was going to speak, the woman found that some lines on her husband stretched down the face and neck, and some flame-like patterns on the arm, starting from the shoulder and extending to the entire upper arm And then elbow ...

"That ... that ..." The woman was too shocked to speak.

Yan Shuo heard the sound, holding his head in thought, raised his head, and there was red bloodshot in his eyes. He was a little confused when he saw his wife, but when he looked at himself in the direction pointed by his wife, To those Totem Pattern roads where already spread.

Since he was born, there is no other than the faint Totem Pattern that appeared on his face when he was in his teens, but now, these Totem Patterns appear ...

The patterns, like the firewood that has been prepared for a long time and have not been ignited, are now ignited one by one. although is not clear, but the rough lines can still be seen.

Yan Shuo remembered what his father once said: "You have to believe that in our veins, the power is still there, it just sleeps all the time. When one day, when the time is ripe, it will start to gradually Wake up ... "

At the same time, crowded with other people in a small room with closed eyes resting on Shao Xuan, opened his eyes sharply and looked in the direction of Yan Shuo. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and faster!