The five of Koya were now sitting in front of them the first food they had been given in two days and two nights.

A piece of fruit mixed with soil.

The dirt was even covered with moss, with water and cooked mushrooms on the side.

This is the first good food for the tribe to be recognized by the tribe, and the food after that will probably be even worse than that.

Seeing the hesitation of the five women, the two men who were about to urge them to work when they finished eating became impatient.

He kicked the ground hard, splashing the dirt on Koya's face.

"Hurry up and eat! Hurry up and get to work!"

They usually have access to meat, and they naturally don't care about this food.

But you must know that this food is given to the elderly, children and even many women, and they are all happy. There are many women who don't collect enough mushrooms to eat them.

The other women all looked at Koya secretly with their eyes.

Koya took a deep breath, grabbed the dirt on the ground, and stuffed it into her mouth.

At the same time, he said vaguely to several people in Chinese:

"Eat! Maintain your strength!"

She read it vaguely, and the two men did not understand, how could they guess that the women were speaking other languages, and thought that the woman was praising the delicious food.

Hearing Koya's words, the other four girls no longer hesitated, they all understood what she meant, and grabbed the "rice" in front of them and ate it.

There are so many strong men around that they have no chance to resist at all.

They can only wait for the night to fall.

Originally, it seemed to the five women that they might be like the other women in the tribe after eating, digging in the neighborhood or repairing shelters, but this was not what awaited them.

After eating, a young man came out of a large shelter not far away, probably only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a childish face, but his figure was not as strong as other men.

He was a young man, but he was as thin as a chicken, worse than or even better than Koya.

The man yawned and stretched out as he left the shelter, and then a member of the clan walked up with a plank in his hand.

On the board was a large piece of lean meat, with animal blood, and a large pile of fruit.

The man seemed to be a little impatient and grabbed the piece of meat, took a bite, frowned and chewed it twice, then threw it on the board, and then ate the fruit on the side.

The man who was serving him to eat was under the platform, holding the plank in his hand.

Squeak.

There was a knock on the wooden door behind the man, and a person came out of the door.

It was a woman, dressed in a single inch, about eighteen or nineteen years old, but her face was six or seven points similar to the man in front of her.

The woman also grabbed the lean meat and fruit and ate it.

The man seemed to be full after a few bites, threw the half-eaten fruit on the wooden board and wiped his hands, and asked a few words to the male clansman who was waiting for him to eat, and after the male clansman answered, the three of them looked at the five girls of Koya who had just finished eating.

The man showed a sneer, jumped off the platform and walked towards Koya and the others, and the girl behind him also followed with interest.

When they got closer, the other men called at the two of them:

"Holy Son. ”

"Holy Maiden. ”

Koya and the others probably guessed that this should be the son and daughter of Wu, and only the children of Wu in the primitive tribe were called Holy Sons and Holy Maidens.

But witches are generally not allowed to have children, and they cannot have that kind of communication with ordinary people.

If you want to reproduce, witches can only combine with witches, and since there are sons and daughters here, it means that there must be witches here.

This holy woman did not shy away from climbing on the holy son, very intimate, and looked at the five daughters of Keya with a pair of blue eyes.

And there was endless greed in the eyes of the Holy Son.

Koya's figure is also considered strong and full among primitive women, except for Simi who looks a little thin.

But these men were at least much more attractive than the other scrawny women of the tribe.

"Stand up!"

The Holy Son shouted at a few people.

When Koya and the others got up, the greed in his eyes was even greater.

And she was more interested in the animal skins on these people, which covered the upper and lower bodies.

Many tribes have this habit. It's not the first time he's seen it.

But at this time, he felt extraordinarily felt.

He reached over Ika's shoulder and slid down the hide.

Ika shuddered, then shrank back and dodged.

"Don't move!"

The male clansmen on the side suddenly came up and slapped Ika.

But the Holy Son gave the man a backhand slap and scolded him, and his eyes became more and more interested when he looked at Ika, and the hand that wanted to be stretched out again was also retracted.

At this time, the holy woman suddenly became furious, her face became hideous, she pushed the holy son violently, and then looked at Ika with extreme hatred and crazy eyes, especially at Ika's shoulder.

"Cut off her shoulder and her breast!"

She waved her hand violently, and the two men suddenly came up and suppressed Ika.

"Ika!"

Koya shouted, and the other women also felt bad and wanted to resist.

But Ika shouted at them in Chinese:

"Don't interfere with the plan!"

They can resist now, and although there are these men in front of them, the five women are confident that they can take down the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden right under their noses.

But that would affect the whole plan they came up with for two days and two nights tied to a pillar.

For the sake of the tribe, they had to carry out this plan.

When the other people heard these words, they all immediately calmed down.

And the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden were also very surprised, they did not understand what they had just said.

"Cut!"

The saint didn't care so much, and with a wave of her hand, she let the man do it.

Two of the men grabbed Ika's arm, exposing her shoulders.

The saintess stepped forward in person and began to tear Ika's skin with all her might, but with her strength, she couldn't tear the skin at all, so she could only scratch it with her nails, directly scratching Ika's shoulder with blood.

Although the Holy Son wanted to stop his sister, he was a little anxious and at a loss, and he didn't dare to stop his sister when he saw his sister's hideous state.

A man of the clan had already brought a sharpened stone knife by this time.

The saint snatched the stone knife with her spear and slashed at Ika's shoulder, cutting a wound, and then she plunged her hand directly into the wound, grabbed Ika's skin, and tore it violently......