The snake and eagle screamed continuously, and the huge steel wings flapped wildly, cutting through the ground, making a piercing metallic sound,

The surrounding soil was scattered, and at this time, hunters had already arrived, holding short soldiers in front of Su Mu, and confronted the snake luan eagle. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But even if the snake luan eagle was seriously injured and dying, it was not an ordinary hunter's opponent, the steel wings fell, and a hunter who tried to meet it with a stone stick was directly cut off by the waist, drenched in blood, and the internal organs fell to the ground.

Suddenly, Su Mu, who had already killed the red-eyed man, was extremely indignant, he pushed away the hunter in front of him, and jumped suddenly, leaving two deep footprints directly from the hard ground.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came, and Su Mu landed heavily on the snake luan eagle, trampling the snake luan eagle who was about to struggle hard, and directly came into close contact with the ground.

"Stomp, stomp!"

After a few quick steps, Su Mu sat down from the head of the snake luan eagle, and instantly shook his fist like rain.

The black scales on the snake luan eagle's head were too hard, and Su Mu couldn't smash its defenses with a fist.

But with the yellow qi covering the fist, it fell on the scales of the snake luan eagle's head, making a dull metal sound, shaking the snake luan eagle's mouth with blood constantly overflowing.

Outside the tribe, the restless sound of the beast tide began to fade away......

In the tribe, a giant mountain crocodile's jaw was broken, and the mountain crocodile fell to the ground with a bang, and the battle ended.

The chief's sturdy bronze figure, his chest kept rising and falling, panting heavily, his broad shoulders were penetrated, and a bloody tooth mark was shocking and penetrating, but he didn't care, his eyes were blazing, and he threw himself at Su Mu who was not far away.

"Ahhh

In the entire tribe, only Su Mu's roar echoed, and from his voice, you could feel his screaming and anger.

Everyone looked at the thin figure riding on the head of the snake luan eagle, and they all fell silent.

After the beast tide passed, the fierce beasts that broke into the storm were completely wiped out, and even the snake Luan Eagle, who had the bloodline of the ancient fierce beast relics, was also subdued by Su Mu.

Su Mu, who was covered in blood, had not yet escaped from his madness, but no one went to stop him.

At this time, the clansmen who were hiding in the cave and were protected have been led out one after another.

Seeing the ruins and ruins of their homes scattered and the smoke of gunpowder and war filled the air, many people suddenly hid their faces and wept. Hundreds of living beings floated here, rivers of blood flowed here, and you can imagine how tragic this tribal defense battle was.

"Kid ......"

"Komaki ......"

"Brother Shepherd......"

People soon noticed Su Mu, his thin body was covered in blood, and when his fists fell, there were bursts of cheers, which was Su Mu's delicate appearance on weekdays..... At this time, Su Mu seemed to be in hysterical madness.

How cruel it is to have a twelve-year-old child witness the fall of his homeland and the tragic death of his people.....

No one made a sound, and no one went to stop him, allowing Su Mu to vent on the head of the snake luan eagle, roaring again and again.

Long......

Su Musheng was hoarse, and half of the snake Luan Eagle had already buried his head in the soil, and there was no struggle. But Su Mu still didn't stop, his voice was hoarse, his fists were weak, and he was screaming sadly.

In an instant, everyone was silent, extremely distressed, and many teenagers in the clan clenched their fists, secretly angry, wanting to protect the tribe with them.

The sea of fire in the tribe had faded at some point, and a red flame shadow fell beside Su Mu, and the red flame dispersed, revealing an elderly figure in linen clothes, holding a bone staff in his right hand, and slowly raising his left hand, his wrinkled hand trembled a little, and slowly fell on Su Mu's bloody shoulder, comforting: "Child, okay, it's over." ”

A familiar voice sounded, and Su Mu turned his head and saw Ah Gong's kind face.

"Ah Gong"

Su Mu's mouth opened slightly, he wanted to say something, and his weak voice shouted from the bottom of his heart, and the tense emotions in his whole body were relieved, and he was dizzy, and he fell on Ah Gong's body with weakness.

When he woke up, he found that gauze was tied in many places all over his body, and there was a faint smell of herbs.

He lived in a tent made of animal skins, different from the stone house in which he lived, but with simple furnishings and a skeleton of a cow's head hanging on the wall, which was the residence of Ah Gong.

It was late at night, and the fire was raging outside, and there were bursts of women's sorrowful weeping.

Su Mu pushed open the door and walked out, and in his eyes, the tribe was in ruins, ruined and dilapidated. In the middle of the tribe, a ten-meter-high altar has been piled up of wood, and a ramp ladder has been erected on the left side of the altar, and the corpses of hunters have been carried up one after another, and on the right are the remains of fierce beasts as high as a hill.

Almost twenty corpses were brought to the altar, including the scorched Qingteng elders, the warriors who had been bitten to death, the torn apart bodies and sewn back together, and the completely destroyed remains......

This time the beast tide attacked, losing nearly one-third of the tribe's combat effectiveness, the barren mountain tribe had a difficult survival, the population was already scarce, and it was not easy to cultivate a hunter with outstanding ability.

The whole tribe was in mourning, the women wept, the men wept silently, only some old men, their faces full of vicissitudes of life showed helpless lamentation: the law of survival in barren mountains, life and death, is not uncommon.

Ah Gong's cloudy eyes were a little red, he sighed and lit a fire heavily. The fire was blazing and crackling, and it was impossible to tell whether it was wood or the splitting sound of a corpse.

The memorial ceremony began, and with the mantra muttered by Ah Gong, twenty white soul shadows appeared on the wooden altar.

"Uncle Huzi......"

The rugged man who often put Su Mu around his neck when he was a child, and was drenched in Su Mu's urine and laughed sincerely, has always loved him, but was bitten to death by seven silver wolves.

"Grandpa Mountain Scar......"

The old man who was dragged by Su Mu when he was a child and was still happy on the swing, he was the father of Uncle Baishan, as the oldest hunter in the tribe, he was helplessly torn apart by the humanoid giant ape.

"Brother Ming'......"

The young man, who was only eight years older than him, had recently married a woman from the nearby Red Flame tribe, and he would have been able to avoid the battle, but he still chose to throw himself into a fight with the beast, and was finally devoured by the red python.

......

Familiar figures came out, and scenes of warm memories appeared, and Su Mu was already full of tears.

"Worship the Heroic Spirit!"

The sad voice sounded, and the memorial was in front of him, Ah Gong knelt down, and then the entire tribe knelt down and bowed deeply in the direction of the soul shadow, and Su Mu in the distance was the same, they were all warriors who were guarding the tribe with their lives, which was enough to pay the highest respect to them.

"Say goodbye to the Night Ethereal!" The dark night sky seems to have an inexplicable induction.

"Three worships and reincarnation!"

After the worship, the white soul shadows rose into the air with a smile, and the transparent soul shadows became fainter and fainter, and finally dissipated in the night sky of the barren mountain.

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