"Whew~!"

"Whew~!"

Han Cheng, who finally got rid of the fate of becoming a primitive food, after making sure that the senior brothers had really left, took a big gulp of air, only feeling that the world was so beautiful.

However, his good mood did not last long, when the sun set and the sky dimmed, Han Cheng, who really stood like a tree, discovered a serious problem.

He's hungry!

That's right, I'm hungry!

When he recovered from the bizarre things that had happened to him, he realized that he was really hungry.

The kind with the front chest against the back!

However, to his extreme helplessness and despair, he still couldn't move!

When I was a child, I watched TV series, and I always felt that the 'Sunflower Point Acupuncture Technique' of the Thief Shengbai Exhibition Hall was particularly cool.

Especially when Li Dazui was pointed, two small red flags were inserted in his hands, and he moved to the door as a sculpture, which made Han Cheng laugh and envy at the same time.

I didn't expect that I would experience that kind of taste now.

Damn!

I shouldn't touch the rough mural with my hands!

After thinking about it for so long, Han Cheng finally came up with a reason for why he crossed over.

The culprit is the rough mural carved into the stone wall!

On the way to walk in the desert, he came across a barren mountain, and on a stone wall, some rough and simple pictures were carved.

It's the kind of pattern that you can tell at first glance that it was made by a primitive man.

Then Han Chengcheng, who thought he had found something wrong, lay there and pressed the mural with his hand to watch, and then came here......

Damn, since you got yourself, you can also get your own backpack with you!

It also contained five or six potatoes, seven or eight hard-boiled eggs, and several packets of compressed biscuits and instant noodles......

"Gollum!"

Han Sung's eighteenth attempt to divert his attention and keep himself from starving failed again.

He found that no matter what he thought at this time, he could pull it to the top of the food later.

Even when you smell the smell of barbecue emanating from your body, you will salivate.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't move at this time, Han Cheng really wanted to gnaw on himself to satisfy his hunger.

"Shhh

"Roar!"

A long, low roar came far away in the darkness, with a gust of ancient desolation.

Let's not talk about what kind of roar this thing came from, just this low and powerful voice is enough to make people understand that the owner of the voice is not easy to mess with

Han Cheng shuddered violently, and his somewhat drowsy head immediately sobered up! I don't have time to think about my stomach anymore.

It was only now that he suddenly realized a serious problem!

It's primitive times!

There are so many beasts in the wilderness, and later the humans who dominated the world are still struggling to survive in the cracks, trying to transform, and struggling to carry out the counterattack from the dick.

The night of the primitive era was destined to be unsafe!

In particular, his presence that constantly exudes the aroma of barbecue is simply a roasted chicken that is extremely delicious and constantly beckons to diners.

is constantly tempting the beasts of the wilderness to come towards him.

"Roar!"

"Whew!"

In the primitive age of the night, it was simply a paradise for beasts of prey.

In the quiet night, all kinds of beast roars from far and near sounded from time to time, all of which made Han Cheng's hairs stand on end.

Especially when he heard movement in the surrounding woods, and saw a few green light clusters in the forest not far away through the moonlight, his heart even more raised his throat.

He had encountered wolves at night in the wilderness, and knew that these balls of light were the eyes of wild beasts!

And judging by the size of the light cluster, these guys squatting not far from themselves are much bigger than wolves!

Han Cheng's heart was full of bitterness, and his heart beat like a drum.

This damn thing, just escaped the primitive people, and is about to face the threat of becoming the feces of the beasts of the wilderness, who is he provoking to provoke?

Sure enough, people's luck is very important, the same is crossing, others are all kinds of hanging bombs, but the luck of oneself, a person who crosses, has faded to the point of exploding......

Is this because I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I traveled?

Han Cheng, whose heart was about to jump out of his throat, couldn't help but complain in his heart.

I don't know if it's because I dislike that this alien species is not delicious, or if the barbecue mixed with the smell of burnt meat doesn't meet the taste of these desolate bigwigs.

These fierce beasts, who couldn't see the true face of Lushan, wandered in the woods around Han Cheng for a while, and after letting out a few low roars, they finally left, not coming over to eat Han Cheng.

Han Cheng, who avoided becoming the food of the beast, only felt that his whole person was about to collapse.

This is just the first day I came to the original world, and I have experienced so many thrills, and I don't know how many surprises and frightening things are waiting for me in the future.

Han Cheng thought like this, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly, because he found that he was thinking too much.

In his current state, even if it is not food, it is estimated that he will be able to survive for three days at most.

He stood there straight, looking at the forest with a vast atmosphere under the moonlight, and a helpless smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Rustling ......"

There was a sound in the surrounding woods again, and Han Cheng, who had already heard such movements many times, was so shocked that he didn't even bother to open his eyes.

Ever since he was held on his head for a long time by a flat-haired beast who flew from nowhere, and when he left, he didn't forget to pull a piece of stinking bird feces on his nose and insult him, he had no love for it.

Rather than dying a little bit without the slightest dignity, it is better to have a happy one.

The voice came from far and near, as if it was coming to his side.

Damn! Finally, a beast dared to enter the ash circle and come and eat itself!

Han Cheng was not afraid of rejuvenation, and was full of expectations that the beast would come over and eat him.

At the same time, he was thinking about where the beast would come from.

It's best to take a bite on your neck first, so that you can suffer less pain.

"Smack."

"Bang bang."

Some strange sounds accompanied by touch, along with the scorched face.

Han Cheng, who was waiting for death, was angry, uncle! How can this be so deceitful!

If you want to eat, you eat, if you don't eat less, what's the matter with you fucking slapping Lao Tzu a few times before you get your mouth down?

He opened his eyes angrily, ready to see what kind of beast it was, so perverted!

However, the sight in front of him was completely unexpected.

Standing in front of him was not some wild beast, but a primitive man with gray hair and an old complexion.

He was obviously startled by Han Cheng, who suddenly opened his eyes, and the hand that was raised to slap Han Cheng's face again stopped in mid-air.

There was a flash of fright in his somewhat cloudy eyes, but then it turned into a thick doubt.

The hand he raised stayed in the air for a moment, and then landed on his face again under Han Cheng's angry gaze.

But it's not a shot, it's a stroke.

Stroking his mouth as well as his nose and much more.

Han Cheng was even more angry, not only because he was molested by this old primitive, but what was even more annoying was that this old bastard smeared half of his face with the piece of bird shit on his nose!

He tried to glare, expressing his anger.

At this moment, he has already broken the jar, and he is not afraid of being exposed.

However, the old primitive man did not stop because of his anger, but touched it more vigorously, and after touching his face, he bent down and touched it all the way down......

As the old primitive man squatted down, Han Cheng finally saw the scene in other places.

It turns out that behind the old primitive people, there are still some primitive people.

Look at the sexy tiger skin skirt, and then look at the guy next to him who is drooling with a big belly, and the white bone necklace that contrasts with a black face, who are these the senior brothers who left yesterday?

It turned out that their departure yesterday was only short-lived, and leaving was not the goal, but the real intention was to go back and invite the master over.

It's just that this master is too improper, and as soon as they met, he touched his whole body clean.

I'm a man!

Han Cheng wailed in his heart, although he was all over his body, except for a few important parts of his head that were not covered with black scorched shells, the rest of the places were not spared, and there was no touch, but looking at the hands of the old primitive man who kept groping on his body, he still couldn't help but shiver.

Fortunately, the old primitive man didn't touch it for long before he stopped, then stood up and said something to the senior brothers behind him that Han Cheng didn't understand.

It can be seen that these primitive people have a lot of respect for this old primitive man, including the elder brother of the leader, who is respectful to him.

These people are chattering, and they don't even know what they're talking about.

Just looking at the second senior brother who was looking at his drooling more and more, Han Chengcheng knew that eighty percent was not a good thing.

Could it be that these people are also like those monsters in Journey to the West, talking about whether to fry themselves in some sesame oil?

Their conversation didn't last long before it stopped.

Then the old primitives looked up at the sky for a while, then looked at the ash circle, and the hoof prints left by some fierce beasts around the ash circle, and suddenly put his hands in front of him and made a strange move towards Han Cheng, and he didn't know what he was muttering in his mouth.

From their series of conversations, Han Cheng also saw some clues.

He felt as if these people were telling the old primitive man about their origins.

But the old primitive's series of movements and incantation-like actions made him a little confused.

Don't you think you're a heretic and want to sacrifice yourself to the gods?

Whatever, why do you care so much at this time? Let's see what the master can make with a vote of apprentices!

Han Cheng is now a typical dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

The sound of whining in the mouth of the old primitive stopped, and as he pointed to himself, several senior brothers and sisters surrounded him with stones and sticks in their hands......