The caves on the outskirts of the tribe are built at the foot of the mountain not far from the valley, and the space inside is particularly large, and in each cave, there are many disabled and elderly people.

The cave is dark and damp all year round, and even in the dry season, a layer of water vapor will condense on the cave wall at night, making the people living here feel uncomfortable every time.

Because many people have difficulty moving, the environment here is also extremely bad, the ground is full of excrement, and there are all kinds of rotten wild fruits, animal meat, and all kinds of insects on the ground here, and the air is "buzzing" and circling, which also breeds a lot of larvae, and the smell is stinking.

And just outside the cave of this one, there were many elderly males, as if they had just been beaten, lying on the ground crookedly, with a lot of dried wild fruits scattered around them, and their already skinny bodies were covered with bruises and purple scars.

At the entrance of the cave stood a stout female with an angry face, holding a stone jar in her hand, trembling all over, staring at a male in the cave, covered in dirty mud, and several other trembling disabled people.

The male didn't look very old, his body covered by mud was not so thin, but his body was very dirty, making it difficult to see his face, and one of his arms was still hanging down, as if it was broken.

The other disabled people all looked hungry and looked frightened when they looked at the female opposite.

Beneath them was a hay-covered area, and a frail man lay out, his face covered with long oily hair, and his bony body shrunk as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.

"Hmph, I didn't tell you, I'll give you this waste when I mate/mate with us. The male who took the lead shouted at Tuya without fear with impatience in his tone.

Most of the people here are seriously injured or old, and they were originally going to be released from the tribe to wander, but Wolf Mountain let go of the words to be raised, so they sent people to send very little food every once in a while, and basically no one cares about their life or death.

Those who can barely move will go to the nearby woods to try their luck, and maybe they can hunt one, stupid fanged beast cubs, and pick some wild fruits to eat, but now that the dry season is coming, there are fewer food sources, and life is getting more and more difficult.

There are people close to the tribe who are occasionally taken care of and eaten a full meal or two, and some who are rejected by their relatives or have no relatives can only fend for themselves.

And Yaser is the one who is the envy of countless disabled people, because Tuya has been coming to him every once in a while to bring him food, but he has never seen it once, and Tuya has not entered the cave due to the regulations of the tribe.

Someone to send food is already a gift, not to mention a strong and unpartnered female, in the past, the disabled people, were silently watching in the corner, but now they are being pampered, and they can only gamble.

But at the beginning, it was just to grab the food, how did the male who took the lead change temporarily, and the disabled people in the back regretted it a little, but at the moment they were already on the opposite side, and they didn't know if it would be too late to surrender.

"It's really looking for death!" Tuya turned into a half-beast, put the stone jar aside, and put on an attacking posture, baring his teeth at the group of disabled people, and the beast soul issued a coercion, roaring in an attempt to make them give up resistance.

Every time Tuya came to the periphery of the tribe, Yase refused to meet, so he would ask some older clansmen to take care of him at ordinary times.

He will also bring all the food to the old people, no matter how much of it ends up in the stomach of the people, so that they will not really starve people to death, even if they are crippled, Tuya still wants people to live.

And when I came here this time, I saw a very naïve male, smeared with stinky mud, leading many people, bullying the old people, snatching their hard-earned dried wild fruits, and some hard-won small amounts of jerky.

Tuya was already acquainted with many old males, so he rushed over and told them to stop without even thinking about it.

And one of the disabled clansmen, because he knew Tuya's fierce name and strength, was frightened and brought up Yase, which eventually caused such a situation.

"Don't come here, I'll crush his head!" The male who took the lead, when he saw Tuya's transformation, seemed to be startled, and immediately roared viciously, and his foot was put on the head of the clansman lying on the ground, as if he was going to step on it hard in the next second.

"You—" Tuya immediately straightened up again, not taking her eyes off the foot, and whispered with suppressed anger, "Can you bear the consequences of forcing a female?"

"Hehe, if I'm afraid I'll say this to you, take off the hides, lie here, or I'll kill him!" said the male, twisting his feet back and forth, and the man under his feet let out a muffled grunt.

And at this time, a male behind him whispered, "What are you going to do, you are crazy, Tuya is a second-level night wolf king beast soul, don't you want some food, forcing a female will be driven out to wander!"

The other males were also shaken, and they were also at a loss just now, but now they gradually felt more frightened, and they all felt that the person who took the lead was hungry and faint, and thought who they were?

A lot of persuasion was heard, but the male who took the lead ignored them, and still stepped on the head of the ser, coercing Tuya.

At this moment, a weak hoarse voice sounded, "... Fig... Elegant... Come on... Leave me alone... Fast... Let's go—" The voice sounded more like that of an old man, hoarse and unspeakable.

I don't know how long it has been, I haven't heard this voice, although it has changed a lot, but Tuya can still tell that it is indeed the voice of the Buddha.

Tears poured out in an instant, flowed down the corners of his eyes to his chin, and fell to the ground, and the coercion on the other side suddenly dissipated.

I'm afraid that Grandma Aona, who grew up watching Tuya, has never seen this always strong female shed so many tears.

Her voice was choked, and she couldn't cry out, and she kept it in her heart that day, and silently recited her name countless times, "Yese..."

The male who took the lead looked at this scene, and was even more sure that this person could blackmail the female opposite, but this waste who lay down every day and waited for death actually made the female so fond of it, and felt quite an eyesore.

So he stepped on it hard under his feet, "I can't take it off!" The leading male also regretted it at the moment, thinking that Tuya was an ordinary female, but he didn't expect to awaken the beast soul.

Secretly said that he was obsessed, how could an ordinary female appear here at night, he was already about to be exposed, although he said that he would let Tuya take off the animal skin, he was actually thinking about how to escape.

"Take off!" Tuya shouted the word as if she had used all her strength, and then put her hand on her chest, but at this time, she suddenly raised her head and smiled, the expression was so cruel that it frightened several males.

"You!" As soon as the male who took the lead said a word, he shivered, goosebumps all over his body, and he understood that someone with very strong strength was coming.

As well as those few disabled people, the biting chill from the soles of their feet made their teeth chatter.

Just as he was about to react, a terrifying aura enveloped him, several males trembled on their legs, slumped to the ground, and some even became incontinent on the spot.

The moment he fell, the male in charge trembled, 'It's over, it's all over...'

"Boom, boom!" Several clansmen were thrown out of the cave one by one, and fell heavily to the ground, but no one said a word, and they were all frightened.

"What a wanderer from the 'white' tribe, come to us to force the female, and you..."

The foreign male, although he was smeared with stinky mud to hide his breath, could still distinguish it clearly if he was careful to distinguish it.

I'm afraid that these tribesmen on the periphery of the tribe just think about how to fill their stomachs every day, and they feel that something is wrong, and they don't delve into it.

"Wanderers?" Xing Han looked at condescendingly, these males who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, "What a damn thing, they dare to step on the head of the Celestial!"

He took a step forward, instantly turned into a silver-white giant wolf, and his right paw condensed ten percent of his strength, and was about to slap at the male who took the lead.

The male of the "white" tribe, with a fierce light in his eyes, turned into a dark brown eye-catching tiger with black horizontal stripes with a "whoosh", rolled on the ground, dodged the oncoming claws, turned over, opened the mouth of the bloody tiger, pounced forward, and bit at Xing Han's neck.

It's just that the strength of the two is too different, and in front of Xing Han, who was a third-level beast soul in his heyday, the male of the "White Tribe" is like the clown who jumps off the beam.

A cold light flashed, only a loud "bang" was heard, and the dark brown eye-catching tiger was slapped to the ground by Xing Han's claws again, rolling a few times, and a bloody hole was cut on his abdomen, and the blood dripping dyed the land red.

The male didn't die immediately, there was a "click" sound in his throat, and then a few mouthfuls of blood gushed out, and it flowed all the way.

A few days ago, he wandered to the vicinity of the "Source" tribe, fearing that he would be discovered, so he had been hiding in a place on the edge.

It's just that I haven't seen anyone out hunting for several days, and at first I thought it was strange, so I slowly approached this side.

By chance, I heard the disabled people here talk about how to preserve food for a long time, so I found a way to get close to the caves on the periphery of the source tribe.

In order to find out whether what he heard that day was true or not, he made a big mess of himself, smeared the stinky mud of confusion, and pretended that one of his arms was broken.

The clansmen on the periphery of the "Source Tribe" were also dirty on their faces, and they couldn't tell who was who, so they were very successful, and they inquired about the way to preserve food for a long time in the mouth of that idiot.

There is another shocking news that the "Source Tribe" actually has a witch doctor.

Originally, I thought that I would have a good time with this female, and immediately go back to the tribe to offer a way to preserve food and find out the news, and make a contribution, so as to go back again, but I didn't expect to fold here.