What reason does our tribe have to bear such a fate?

Star Resentment touched the wreckage of the house that the tribesmen had worked so hard to build one by one, and looked at the creases that had been broken by the hurricane and the people who had fallen to the ground.

In an instant, all the people of the clan had died, so why was he left alone?

Star Resentment didn't understand why the god of war that the tribe believed in didn't bless the tribe with prosperity, why didn't he save the tribe and kill those conspirators......

Feeling that there was someone behind him, Xing Resentment had to look back.

The visitor was wearing a pink robe, and there seemed to be something written in the robe, and it was not clear to read.

"Sister, are you also here to destroy our Berserker Clan?" Star Resentment pointed around, there was no sadness in his eyes, more like a trace of doubt, and continued to ask: "Look, the clansmen are all dead, I am the last, am I also going to be wiped out?"

The woman in the pink robe didn't say anything, but just glanced at the unrecognizable tribe and asked indifferently, "How did they die?"

"They were killed by the messengers of the Kingdom of Clouds, and I know that it is them, and I have seen and heard them speak. Star Resentment explained word by word.

"The Kingdom of Clouds?" muttered the pink-robed woman, "Do you hate them now?

"Hate, what is hate, why do you want to kill them?" Star Resentment didn't understand, "Kill them all, and the tribal god of war will bless us again?"

The face of the woman in the pink robe was covered by a hat, and she couldn't see anything, just judging from the exposed red lips, she must be a beauty.

Finding a stone table, the woman in the pink robe sat gracefully on it, her feet on the stone chair, and a pink shoe was silky and wrapped around her feet.

"I don't know if the tribal god of war will bless you, but don't you want to take revenge if they kill your people?" the pink-robed woman chuckled, "Don't you want them to be the same, and become this miserable situation?"

The woman's orchid fingers swept around, her right foot was lowered from the stone chair, hanging in front of the stone table, and a small pink shoe slipped from behind, just hooked up with her toes, dangling to herself.

"I don't understand, why do we want them like this?" Star Resentment shook his head, he couldn't understand what "revenge" was, and why "revenge"?

"Oh, didn't anyone tell you that if your relatives and friends are killed, your clansmen and descendants will do everything they can to kill each other?" the woman suddenly seemed to have found something interesting, and with a charming smile on the corner of her mouth, she asked Xing Yan.

Star Resentment still shook his head and replied, "No, I have a good memory, I can't be mistaken, no one has ever said that I wanted revenge for being killed." ”

The pink-robed woman put a Qianqianyu hand to her mouth, stretched out her index finger, gently touched her lips, thought for a long time, and asked leisurely: "Then do you know why people die? Where do you go back when you die?"

"I know, the tribal god of war said that he would bless the tribe, every clan, as long as he lives, is blessed by the tribal god of war, if someone dies, that person is willing to sacrifice to the god of war in the sky, in exchange for the protection of other tribesmen by the tribal god of war. The Star Resentment clearly stated that these words were by no means memorized, but deeply rooted in the soul.

"Oh, this is the first time I've heard of this explanation. The woman in the pink robe has also traveled to many places, seen a lot of strange things, and heard all kinds of legends, this way of explaining life and death is novel.

The pink-robed woman suddenly understood why the star resentment didn't hold a grudge against the envoy of the extermination of the cloud country, perhaps in his eyes, the disappearance of the clan was just a dedication to the god of war in the sky, a voluntary act, since it was voluntary, what about "hatred" and "revenge".

"Then you're the only one left now, what does that mean?" the pink-robed woman leaned forward and asked softly.

The woman's left jade elbow was against the white leg exposed outside the robe, her wrist was like a white lotus, one hand was holding her cheeks, and her ten fingertips were like bamboo shoots.

"Explain that I am now the last person to be blessed by the Tribal God of War. Xing Yan said word by word, but his voice became smaller and smaller.

According to the previous logic, what the star resentment said is indeed not wrong, under the clan, only one person survives, if there is really a tribal god of war, he must only be able to bless himself.

"Do you think you're going to die?"

The pink robe was gently blown by the wind, and there was an astringent smell of blood in the air, and the woman didn't care at all, because he had now found something of interest.

Xing Yan squeezed his hand, squeezed his eyes, and nodded: "If it hurts, you will die." ”

"Oh, who told you that?" the woman thought that Star Grudge would continue to follow his tribe's God of War theory, telling herself that he would never die in the future.

"My mother. Xing Yan pointed to a young woman and said, "My mother said that if you can feel pain, you may die, but when you are in pain, you can't dedicate yourself to the god of war, only when you don't feel pain, you can dedicate to the god of war, and the god of war will accept it." ”

Xing Yan looked at the clansmen lying on the ground around him, and muttered, "They all seem to be dying of pain, and the God of War will not accept it." ”

"So you're going to die too, and the god of war won't bless you?" the woman understood the child's mother's painstaking efforts, but the child was afraid that she couldn't understand it yet.

"The god of war will bless me. Star Resentment whispered.

The woman sighed and shook her head, after all, she was a child, and she couldn't understand the matter of faith.

The wind was a little strong, and the hair scattered outside the pink hat was blown a little scattered, and the woman's middle finger gently picked up the scattered hair and pressed it behind her ear.

hugged the pipa again, half-covered her face, and captivated the country and the city, which is very suitable to describe this woman.

Star Resentment suddenly raised his head and muttered, "There may be no tribal god of war, it doesn't exist......"

"In the sky, there may be nothing, the tribal god of war, but it is a legend, no god of war will bless us, we are an abandoned race. Star Resentment closed his eyes and said things that he shouldn't have said at this age.

The woman in the pink robe stopped grooming her hair, and stopped shaking her playful foot.

Gently lifted the slippery pink shoe, and swiped his right leg in the air and rested on his left leg.

Leaning back, the two jade arms propped up on the stone table, raising their heads, and the perfect curve was vividly displayed.

He frowned lightly and asked the star resentment next to him, "If the god of war in your mouth really exists?"

"I don't know, it seems to be something in my memory, and it seems like someone deliberately engraved it in my memory, I can't find the answer......" The more Xing Yan spoke, the more confused he became, no longer like the child who firmly believed in the tribe just now.