The people who were fighting around were shocked to see the man make clean and neat movements.

The remnant sun is like blood, the sky on the west side of the river is dyed blood red, and the afterglow of the evening sunset sprinkles on the vast land to pull the shadows of everyone on the battlefield extraordinarily long, and the smell of blood in the air seems to be diluted by this scorching sun.

On the battlefield at this time, the man held sharp ivory in his left hand and a bloodstained wooden stick in his right hand, looking around suspiciously, this feeling of extra familiarity made him frown and fall into deep memories.

When everyone was shocked, the tribe behind the man, the warriors cheered, not only because the man saved the sturdy middle-aged man, not only because the man was so neat, but also because the three people who had just been killed were famous outlaws.

I don't know how many people they have harmed, they are strong in combat, not to mention the means, they are even more cruel and outrageous, but the forces under them are also very strong, and many people are even more stammered because of his methods.

Compared with the joy and cheerfulness of the group of warriors behind the man, the people on the other side were menacing, holding their respective weapons in their hands, and rushed over.

The man walked out of his thoughts, looking at everything in front of him, his brows furrowed slightly, his eyes were very sharp, he opened his body two steps slightly, and at this moment, the girl immediately rushed up, grabbed the man tightly, dragged her back, and finally kept yelling and screaming something.

I saw the man frown slightly, looking at the woman with some puzzlement, and when he felt the killing intent coming, the little girl pushed back into the crowd, and his whole person won.

"Abba, do you think he's going to get hurt? It's so dangerous!" The girl who was pushed into the crowd fell around her father, and he grabbed the arm of the middle-aged man with an anxious face and looked at the man who was shuttling through the crowd.

"You help me up, and we are back, a true warrior. Our homeland does not depend on him alone to protect the brothers, rush with me. The middle-aged man stood up with the support of the woman, waved his hand forward, and his eyes were full of determination.

"Ahh

"Roar!" Several men who looked strong also rushed forward with the male protagonist.

The girl helped the middle-aged man to hide behind a big tree, looking at the appearance of her father pointing out the country, and couldn't help but be a little curious.

You still think about it and look up and see that he found that the man who was often confused was like a tiger entering the flock at this moment, generally as soon as he shot and raised his leg, someone would always be injured, someone would always fall, and her heart was about to come out with every movement of the man.

The girl saw the boy's humor, although his face was full of admiration, but he was still very worried and afraid that the man would be hurt.

In the blink of an eye, there were already dozens of people lying down beside the man, although more enemies were killed, but the man wanted to fight more and more bravely.

On the battlefield, the man didn't know how to fight, and directly relied on his so-called instinct to shoot and kill, and the action changed from the original clumsiness to extraordinarily idleness, and the strength of the book became extraordinarily fierce with the original weakness.

He knew how to take advantage of the advantages in his hands, and with a wave of his hand and a lift of his foot, he set off a series of splendor, and when he turned around, there were many enemy people lying beside him.

The enemy, who was hiding in the rear, may have realized that he had suffered heavy casualties and began to scream. Everyone who was originally fighting also began to echo this voice when they heard this, and the people who were at the end of the tragedy quickly left the battlefield here.

They fled while fighting, and the direction they fled from was far away from the landlord, so they were afraid of this killing god, so they suddenly walked in front of them and punched and kicked themselves.

The warriors of the tribe saw that the enemy had fled quickly, and not to be outdone, they chased after them, and the bows and arrows in their hands flew out quickly.

The man couldn't help but have some doubts when he looked at the surging crowd around him, and a very familiar picture flashed in his mind, but it was fleeting, and he couldn't grasp anything.

"Who am I?" the man felt a great pain in his forehead, held his head with both hands, and suddenly knelt on the ground, his face was pale, his teeth were clenched, and his face was extremely hideous.

When the girl saw such a man, she was very anxious, and hurriedly ran to the man, looking at the man's extreme pain, very distressed, so she held the other party in her arms to comfort her.

The middle-aged man saw the girl's movements, and quickly pulled the girl aside and shook his head.

"He said that he was possessed by the devil, and that he needed himself to come out, and that you would only make him more miserable. The middle-aged man said with a frown.

"So what now?" the girl yelled anxiously, worried.

That feeling of powerlessness made him feel very uncomfortable in his heart.

"Pray!" Just when everyone was at a loss, a man with a cane walked out of the crowd and slowly walked in front of the male protagonist, squatted down, and picked up the grass cigarette he was carrying.

After seeing the old man's movements, the people of the tribe also knelt down with the old man, and began to pray with their hands folded.

The old man put the tobacco on a piece of iron, picked up a torch and lit it, at this time the old man took a deep breath, and then walked to the side of the male protagonist, sprayed the smoke on the man's head, and finally babbled something.

It is a local custom to spray a person's face with a special tobacco, which is made from various herbs crushed to make his smoke very special, which is considered by the locals to have the effect of warding off evil spirits.

When the old man looked at the man's face in the smoke, he found that the man was still frowning tightly and his face was still very hideous, so he took another puff of cigarette and spit it on the man's face.

In this way, the old man repeated it many times, and only after he knew that the pain on the man's face was a little less, did he put the tobacco on the ground and prayed with his hands folded.

The people around the old man, centered on the river, knelt on the ground, looking at the very painful man in front of them worriedly.

Their minds recalled the scene when the man just saved them in this battle, if it wasn't for the man in front of them, their entire tribe would not be finished, but they would also be greatly harmed, at this moment, all the people regarded this unknown man as a savior, as the entire tribe, the most honored guest.

Just when everyone was concentrating on him and praying, the man lying on the ground was still clutching his head in pain, and at this moment, she was so painful that cold sweat was on her forehead.

The old man opened his eyes and glanced at the man, but found that the pain on the man's body had not been eliminated in the slightest. So I couldn't help but close my eyes tightly again, and began to pray with my heart, and got up.

As the sun set, the faces of the entire tribe were extremely solemn, the atmosphere was very depressing, and there was silence, except for everyone praying, there was almost no other sound.

Knowing that the sun had set three times, the man let go of his head, his face was calm as usual, but the whole person fainted on the ground.

The old man kneeling on the ground finally sighed, so he beckoned everyone to get up, and beckoned everyone to send the male protagonist to the room to rest.

The warriors who had been strong before stepped forward and drove the man towards the house quickly, although they walked fast, but their steps were also very steady and careful, and all the people behind them were silently behind, praying and blessing, and their eyes were full of piety.

Late night gradually came, the moonlight gently sprinkled on this vast land, the tribe on the bank of the river was quiet, the room was quietly dark, faintly could hear many murmuring sounds, the original naughty children were also kneeling on the side of the bed and praying to the moon.

Under the periphery of the entire room, there were several people staring at the orders around with vigilant expressions, and due to the sneak attack during the day, the entire tribe had entered a state of advanced alert, even if it was dark, no one dared to be careless.

On the bank of the river, the man with his hair scattered next to the bare tree sat on the stone and looked at the gray forest in front of him, the quietly flowing river, and secretly lost his mind.

Because of the battle during the day, the man's sudden burst of combat power could not help the tribe resolve the crisis, but it also shocked the enemy. It can be regarded as an indirect help to them, but the people who can't help them are also very surprised, but because of the language barrier and no way to communicate, the man woke up from the coma, drank some water, came to the tree, and sat silently and pondered.

He felt that his mind was blank, as if he had lost a lot of important things, which were memories that she cherished so much, but at this moment it was blank.

The loss of memory is a very painful thing for him, just like he suddenly loses all of his own.

At this moment, he was extremely dazed, he didn't know what he was going to do, he was confused, and no one in this small tribe could communicate with him. But because the man's mind is exceptionally clear and quick, he has no other problems in his mind than forgetting the past.

He didn't understand why he had come here, but judging by the girl's description, it was clear that he had been swept here by the river. He couldn't remember how the others were injured, how weak the water was.

These girls who weren't called him originally,Want to see if the male owner gets up.,When he walked into the empty room.,The whole person couldn't help but be startled.,Began to look for it in a hurry.。

Let him see the shoes of the man sitting by the river, then he secretly exhaled and walked slowly towards the man.

The man naturally felt the gradual footsteps behind him, and he didn't have to look back, he also knew whose it was.

The man couldn't help but have some doubts, not understanding why he could recognize a person just by the sound of footsteps. The man sighed, looking at the water in front of him, his gaze gradually softened, if he hadn't taken care of this girl during this time, he wouldn't have recovered so quickly, and there was no way to recover so well.

The booty received by the entire tribe was also evenly distributed, in fact, the girls and their family couldn't share too many girls, but they kept their most nutritious things for themselves every time.

"Are you thinking about the past again?" the girl walked over to the man and sat down, and although she understood that the man could not understand what he was saying, he still said to himself without mind.

"How nice is this place! quiet, beautiful, everyone is very welcoming, everyone is living happily, can't you stay?" said the girl, pursing her mouth slightly, turning her head, and looking at the man with very gentle eyes.

The man didn't notice that you were amazing, and continued to look into the distance silently, silently, since her own injuries had recovered a little, he would come here every day, sit quietly and follow a method, and then adjust his body, he didn't understand why he used this method It seems that it is possible after doing it millions of times, as if it has been reflected in the soul, and it is precisely for this reason that her body recovers exceptionally quickly.

The girl didn't know everything that happened to the man, and seeing that the man didn't pay attention to him, he could only smile bitterly and shake his head, looking at the direction the man was looking at and no longer saying anything, he understood that their language could not communicate, and it made no sense to say anything.

In the quiet cold night, the girl sighed helplessly, but who knew that the man turned his head in a bright moon?

At this moment, a beautiful back suddenly appeared in his mind, overlapping with the girl in front of him.

"Snow!" the man was slightly stunned, and he couldn't help but reach out and stroke the girl's face, and his mouth kept murmuring.

The girl was frightened by the man's movements, and she looked suspiciously at the man in front of her, who looked at a certain girl through him.

At this time, the male protagonist frowned slightly, bent his body in pain, and fainted in an instant.

When the girl saw the man's eyes, she lowered her eyes lonely. You also heard the man's voice in his ear, and the affectionate call made him tremble a little.

At the same time, he looked at the man with great envy, and his heart trembled slightly. "If I were that girl, I would be very happy!"

The girl stretched out her hand, and the man's delicate face was particularly sad in his eyes.

The sturdy middle-aged man in the distance and the French-style old man slowly walked out of the house, stopped at a distance of more than ten meters and looked at the scene in front of them, and couldn't help but glance at each other.