My name is Wu Ge, I was originally a navy, and I was supposed to be discharged from the army in 133 days, because I was eaten by a monster and reborn as a little Tyrannosaurus rex, and my monster mother abandoned me very irresponsibly.

Also, I used to be a human being.

He finally knew the reason why he couldn't die so soon, his brothers, their heroic spirits were being insulted by a bunch of bastards.

If he looked closely, he would have noticed that some of the statues were borrowed from the forms of some ferocious animals.

They chattered a lot together, and to put it simply, their god had not heard the prayer of the high priest for a long, long time because of an unpredictable calamity, and their god had abandoned them because outsiders had killed the incarnation of God! They finally knew that the alligator pythons in the rainforest had disappeared overnight, and even God's people were gone, and the fate of their believers was also mysterious.

Chief Tushnidov walked up to the Peruvian officer, it was these outsiders who disturbed the gods and caused them to be abandoned by the gods, if it weren't for these people, how could there be so many things!

Tupac. Amaru spat Chief Tushnidov with a sip of water, and he didn't care that the stupid and ignorant barbarian chief had just kicked himself in the chest.

Chief Tushnidov wiped the saliva from his face, he stared at him viciously, he also replied viciously, two natives cleaned him up, Chief Tushnidov stretched out his right hand, fingers in a forbidden gesture, and the two natives stepped aside, only to pick up the wooden stick in their hands and prepare the natives to teach him a lesson when they were impatient.

The chief crouched down and said to him, "Do you want to die a painful death?" I'm not going to satisfy you. ”

Chief Tushnidov stood up again, "Take him with you, and we'll go!" ”

Of course, the high priest knew that they were going in the direction of the "sacred tree", he was old, and he really didn't know what to do if the tribe was in such a great disaster today.

They turned into the row of huts behind the kitchen and the chief ordered the two natives, who lifted the anteater's feet and cut a cross wound on the soles of the feet, and blood was pouring abruptly.

"Hang him up!"

Chief Tushnidov said gloomily.

Like a living snake, the branch smelled the blood that could be eaten and pasted it, "Ahhh "Tupac. Amaru screamed in a heart-piercing scream, he felt like his feet were going to explode, like a worm in his stomach, just visit, it didn't matter, it was like his own home...

There are no dead anteaters.

They cursed him, insulted him, urinated on him, smeared foul entrails on his chest, laughed and laughed, and every once in a while, the native chieftain would come to Tupac when he was in a bad mood. Amarusa's temper, and the wicked old native woman was in charge of him, and besides pouring the blood of the animals on the tree, and telling him that it was the blood of the strangers, she also whipped his body and cursed him, and she was already a "reward" for not having a good face, and not paying attention to him, Tupac. Amaru was physically and mentally exhausted from being tortured, and the vicious old woman was no better than a chicken and duck in captivity, and she could smile comfortably, and laugh unscrupulously at him after waiting to be beaten, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together, especially the ten folds on his forehead, just when he thought that his poor life was going to stay in this dark and obscure cave for the rest of his life, and he was sure that there was no change, and he was numb to himself, and he didn't know if it was planted in a tree, or if it was the result from the beginning that his hands couldn't reach his legs, and he was too lazy to feel his body anymore, When it comes to the cold night, it also loses its sense of temperature.

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