Savages are not bodhisattvas, and of course they do not have good intentions, or they have long since lost their hearts, and only instincts remain, just a group of beasts driven by instincts. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The woman glanced up at Song Wan'er.

Song Wan'er frowned, and reappeared, that kind of sympathy.

There was pity in the woman's backwater-like eyes, but her voice was still indifferent, and she said slowly: "They just asked me to tell you what will happen next, so that you can prepare early and don't have unnecessary struggles." ”

They are all outsiders, in the eyes of savages, it should be more convenient to communicate, the rules here women have a very good understanding, and deep records in the bones, dare not disobey.

Song Wan'er's face sank when she heard this, "You say." ”

"Huh!" The woman laughed first, her laughter was a little gloomy, and she looked at Song Wan'er sympathetically and said, "The rules here are actually very simple, you don't have to treat them as people, just treat them as beasts." ”

"The survival law of the beast, the strong are respected, whoever has the ability to get it, the spoils are theirs, that wild man will be your husband later, and he can control your life and death, wait a minute, they will take you to the holy land of their clan, eat the holy fruit in the holy land, the holy fruit can wash your body, and let you conceive their offspring as soon as possible." The woman's indifferent voice sounded in Song Wan'er's ears.

Song Wan'er's eyes widened and she looked at the woman in surprise.

The wild people have obviously mutated, and looking at their appearance, they know that it is obviously impossible for ordinary human women to want to conceive their children, but I didn't expect them to have any holy land, what holy fruits.

The woman looked at Song Wan'er for a while, obviously giving her time to digest, and waited until the expression on her face calmed down a little before continuing to speak.

"After eating the holy fruit, your role in the future is to reproduce for them, and you don't need to do anything else, but you have to remember one thing, that is, don't run away." The woman's voice became cautious, and fear flashed in her eyes.

Song Wan'er saw that the woman's already unsightly face became more and more pale.

"After the woman who wants to escape is caught, what awaits you is not a dead end, but life is worse than death, and you can't even die if you want to, but don't worry, you can't stand this kind of torture for long."

Song Wan'er looked at the woman, and it was obvious that her next words were the point.

The woman said coldly: "None of them are normal people, and their children are naturally not normal children, hehe!" ”

The woman's laughter is very cold, which makes people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts, but they feel faintly distressed.

"Animal children, never before they are born, are animals, they grow up in their mother's womb, and as they grow up, they begin to plunder the nutrients of the mother's body, compete for space for growth, and they will not wait until full-term to break the mother's body." The woman smiled nervously.

The children in the savage tribe have no mother since they were born, they are the murderers of their own mothers, and when the children are about to be born, they will cut the mother's belly and take them out of there, as for the pregnant woman, there is naturally only one end, that is, death.

The woman looked at Song Wan'er, her desperate gaze was full of relief, making it impossible to look directly, and her indifferent demeanor had long since lost the madness she had just now.

Song Wan'er's hairs on her body were about to explode when she heard this, and the whole person couldn't help but wrap herself up in a ball, silently warming herself.

How cruel it is to kill mothers and take children.

The little guy in Song Wan'er's belly seemed to sense her mother's uneasiness and moved in her stomach, as if she was giving her mother strength.

Song Wan'er touched her belly, yes, she can't be afraid, she can't retreat, she is not alone now, there is a baby, before Brother Mo is found, she must protect the baby.

The woman glanced at Song Wan'er, her eyes crossing her stomach.

Song Wan'er subconsciously clenched her fists, "What are you looking at?" ”

The woman's expression was still indifferent, as if the crazy person just now was not her, "You'd better pray, your family can find you quickly and rescue you, the wild man won't have much time left for you." ”

The implication is that those wild people may rush in at any time and take Song Wan'er to the so-called holy land to take some bullshit holy fruit.

Song Wan'er took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, "Calm down, be calm, don't be in a hurry, there will be a way, there will be a way." ”

The wild men outside kept moving, and every time they noticed the sound of footsteps, Song Wan'er's body would tense tightly, her eyes full of vigilance, staring at the dilapidated door of the house, as if a wild man would rush in from there in the next moment.

Thinking of the wild man's huge body, incredibly strong body, their body was obviously transformed in some way, a thought quickly flashed through Song Wan'er's mind, and then she was pressed down.

Song Wan'er lowered her voice, knowing that those savages couldn't understand their conversation, she was still cautious, "Hey, are you willing to wait for death like this?" What if I said, I have a way to get you out. ”

The woman glanced at Song Wan'er when she heard this, her indifferent eyes did not fluctuate, she couldn't get out, she didn't want to go out, she was only looking forward to liberation now.

Song Wan'er watched the woman's performance like this, and her heart sank, knowing that it would not be easy to find allies here.

According to the woman, the whole tribe is full of wild people, and the only outsider is a weak woman who is sent in to give birth to a child for the wild man, which does not play much role at all.

The life of every woman who comes here is very short, and some women are tortured to death before they can conceive children at all. Other women have successfully conceived children, and of course, the outcome waiting for them will not be too good.

The woman who lives here has long since resigned herself to her fate, hoping for a liberation.

Song Wan'er asked, "How many savages are there here?" ”

She must save herself now, she can't hesitate and be timid, for the sake of the child in her belly, she also has to hold on until Yunmo arrives.

The woman glanced at Song Wan'er, shook her head slightly, and said, "There are probably hundreds of people." ”

The woman doesn't know much about the specific situation of the savage tribe, she is almost waiting for death now, she doesn't care about everything around her, she doesn't want to live anymore.

"Then ......" Song Wan'er was about to ask more questions, learn more about the situation here, and make plans early.

"Bang!" With a bang, the dilapidated wooden door was slammed open from the outside, making a harsh noise, and a bruised savage strode in, screaming at the two people in the room.

Here it comes!

Song Wan'er's heart sank.

The woman stood up quickly, didn't look at Song Wan'er, and walked out directly.