Sitting lonely in the corner of the tent, Liu Ming covered his forehead, still a step too late.

If you were faster, even half an hour earlier, you would have been able to save more people. Liu Ming brought all the people with body temperature, twenty or thirty people, but now they can breathe, less than ten.

This data made Liu Ming blame himself, holding his hands on his knees and crying for his incompetence.

The guards at the door, with the help of Liu Ming, were also among the survivors, and they moved slowly to give Liu Ming a spoon of broth, and brought it to him, arching his hands.

"Drink and recuperate. Liu Ming said.

The guard was damaged by the cold wind, babbling unclearly, Liu Ming took it with a wry smile and put it on the ground, helping him to sit down beside him.

Picking up the broth that was still warm, this was the first time Liu Ming had eaten something hot in a month, and what he could usually eat was stuffed directly into his mouth, and it was difficult to make a fire in the wild, and the flames seemed to be frozen.

The system backpack isolates time and can ensure that the meat inside will not rot, and Liu Ming is used to eating it raw when he is hungry.

It's just that the taste is not good, Liu Ming comforted himself that he had never eaten sushi since he was a child, and this time he made up for it in another world.

After the hot soup was down, Liu Ming burped comfortably, walked to the middle of the crowd, checked the condition of the survivors one by one, weakly fed the powder made from the primary treatment medicine, and covered two more quilts with good recovery.

The dead tribesmen were dragged outside by Liu Ming to be buried, and the temperature inside the tent was raised by Liu Ming, and if left inside, there might be germs breeding, which was a hazard to the rest of the people who were not in good health.

After doing everything, Liu Ming's clothes were full of sweat, and he didn't dare to stay outside for long, so he entered the tent and waited for the sweat to dry naturally.

"Thank you" Someone in the crowd thanked him in weak grassland language, Liu Ming lived in the escort team and could understand a few words of grassland language.

Jerky expresses that he is not a child of the grassland, and let them have a good rest.

"What is Engong's name, we wait, we can't repay it, if we can survive, we will let the children and grandchildren remember Engong's name for countless generations" A middle-aged man asked Liu Ming.

"What's the use of knowing what my name is, and if you want to repay me, go and help others, just like me. Liu Ming said, taking out all the stored food from his backpack, wrapping it and putting it aside.

"It's okay to save these foods and last until spring comes.

Liu Ming said, fortunately, before I came, I met a group of demonic beasts of the Qingfeng Rank, and I harvested a lot of meat by myself, but my hands and feet were too slow, and half of the meat was wasted.

But even so, there are more than 200 catties enough for them to eat.

Most of the survivors are ordinary people, and they don't eat much, so it should be no problem to survive.

Liu Ming still has some rations for himself, and it is good to continue to eat grass roots when he is gone.

"Eun Gong, please accept this. It will bless you to become an incomparably strong giant in the cold winter, and walk in every corner of the grassland. The middle-aged man who spoke before took out the statue of his tribe's god of faith from his arms, put it on the prayer meeting of his head, and sent it to Liu Ming.

Liu Ming took the wipe, and there was still residual warmth on it.

"Thank you. ”

In fact, Liu Ming took it more because he didn't want to live up to the heart of the man in front of him, Liu Ming's faith was not there, he couldn't see the real benefits, and it was difficult for Liu Ming to believe in a god.

As for inner stability, only by constantly improving your strength can you sleep well.

After the rest of the tribe was guaranteed to survive, Liu Ming packed his bags and prepared to go on the road, asked them the location of the nearby tribes, and after discussion, asked Liu Ming to go to the Yumo tribe on the central edge.

"It's also a medium-sized tribe, and some of us have gone to ask for help, and it is estimated that we have already arrived there, and the benefactor has been notified when he is tired. ”

"Good. Liu Ming nodded, packed his bags and set off again.

Since you go for help, it must be a tribe with superior resources, and you may be able to get help by going by yourself.

Liu Ming adjusted the rhythm of his breathing and trotted in the direction of the Yumo tribe.

It took two days, Liu Ming only rested for two hours before rushing to the vicinity of the Yumo tribe, standing on the towering stone and looking out, Liu Ming saw the fire from a distance, this tribe should survive the cold winter.

Wait, that's not right

Liu Ming was happy for less than a second, and the fire was a little big

Mobilizing the carefree step forward, when Liu Ming arrived, the tent had been almost burned, the ground was full of murdered corpses, and a small part of them were dressed in the same clothes as the tribe they rescued, which should have been sent by them to ask for help.

But why are they all dead?

Liu Ming squatted down to inspect the corpse, it was not caused by the attack of the demonic beast, but man-made

Most of the chests were cut open by sharp knives, killing them with one slash, and there was also the soul power of the wind attribute lingering, strength

On the green wind stage. A small part was a large depression in the chest, which was crushed to death by a heavy object.

What's more, the head was hammered and blasted, and red and white things were scattered all over the ground.

Liu Ming wandered among the tribes, looking for traces of survivors, but unfortunately all of them died.

"Which son of a son did this," Liu Ming roared angrily, his voice quickly muffled by the howling wind.

Trembling, Liu Ming spun in place, this is the extinction of the clan

Liu Ming broke into the tent to look for clues, and found that the hidden grain had been looted, leaving the few dry foods, meat and bread that had been taken away.

"Grass Kou" Liu Ming thought of this group of scum who did all kinds of evil.

"Didn't Kim say that there would be a trace of life, this group of grass robbers is really not afraid of causing the public enemy of the grassland" Liu Ming gasped, walked outside a tent, smelled a fishy smell coming from it, opened the tent and quickly covered it.

At this moment, Liu Ming's killing intent was completely activated, and his eyeballs were bloodshot.

Corpses, corpses The women of this tribe were dragged into the tent, humiliated to death just by a glance, and Liu Ming's mind could not disperse their expressions.

The eyes that opened were the anger, unwillingness, and shame of life.

Liu Ming held back his vomiting, gagged his mouth with a cloth, went in to help the woman inside cover her clothes, and carried her to the center of the tribe to put it away. The corpses of sixteen young girls.

Stretched out his hand to help them cover their eyes, but they couldn't cover them, their eyes were wide open, and Liu Ming panicked at the bottom of his heart.

"I, Liu Ming, swear to heaven to avenge this for you and gamble on the luck of my life. Liu Ming said solemnly, and the girl's eyelids were covered.

Liu Ming spent a day burying all the corpses in the soil, looking at the traces of horses' hooves on the ground towards the central prairie, Liu Ming held his breath and strode forward.

On Liu Ming's waist, there were four tribal totems, among which there was a bright red totem, which was from the Yumo tribe. was marked separately by Liu Ming, remember this blood hatred.

In that direction, it was the direction of the Goddess Lake in the middle of the Endless Prairie, and this group of grass robbers also wanted to participate in the spring festival

Liu Ming did not plan to go back and tell the refugees that the news of the killing of relatives and friends had misled them into thinking that it might be a better choice to die in the cold wind, at least not with hatred.

"A bastard of this character in the safari conference doesn't deserve to participate," Liu Ming was full of murderous intent.