Wang Yuan was directing everyone to build the road, and suddenly heard the sound of waw wow crying, turned his head to look, and found that the little garlic seedling ran over to them with a bare ass and a little short legs, and hugged his thighs and said in a milky voice

hugged the little garlic sprout, wiped his tears, looked at the primitive and others whose complexions had changed greatly, his eyes flashed, and he frowned

"Primitive, what did the little garlic sprouts say?"

The original face looked at Wang Yuan with an ugly face, and his eyes were anxious and angry

"Divine envoy, it's Wu, Garlic Miao said that Nuwa asked him to come to us, saying that Wu is here!"

Hearing this, Wang Yuan's heart chuckled, and his face turned pale, he actually had a kind of luck mentality, how terrible is the primeval forest in this era, as a twenty-first century, human beings with a huge amount of knowledge have no way to take this kind of man-eating forest, the Wu tribe, as a native of this era, has not even been civilized in wisdom, how can it be so easy to cross the jungle to reach the Shenlong tribe, which is why he immediately decided to return when he just died a turtle, On the one hand, the loss of causing a large number of injuries on the road is not worth the loss, on the other hand, he doesn't think that the Wu tribe can come over so easily, even if he is very curious about how the primitive person who can come to the Shenlong tribe alone did it, but he luckily thinks that the person is lucky

But now he realized that he was too naïve, and it was fundamentally wrong to look at these things from the perspective of later generations, and how to protect himself in the primeval forest, even a hundred modern people may not be as good as a barbaric primitive man who can only scream

"Nuwa, don't let anything happen to you"

muttering to himself, his eyes were full of anxiety and anger, now there are only Nuwa, pregnant women and a group of bare-ass dolls who can only roll in the mud in the tribe, how can they resist taking cannibalism as the norm, the extremely ferocious primitive people of the Wu tribe, when he thinks that Nuwa will cry and be insulted by that group of beasts, and even tear off her arms, thighs, and head with a cruel smile and chew with a smile, Wang Yuan's head is about to explode, his eyes are extremely red, he swears that if Nuwa has the slightest damage, he would rather not be alone, Slaughter all the witch tribes too! As a descendant, he may not have strong physical strength, but if he really wants to kill, especially large-scale slaughter, he has a way!

The primitive looked at Wang Yuan, who was running back frantically, and shouted desperately, but Wang Yuan didn't hear it, but ran faster and faster, quickly called an old man, handed over the little garlic seedlings to him, and told everyone to hide with the children around here, and he himself gritted his teeth and chased after Wang Yuan

When Wang Yuan ran to the small hillside near the tribe and looked condescendingly, he saw a lot of strange primitive people wearing animal skins patrolling around the Shenlong tribe, and the square inside the Shenlong tribe was full of primitive people, who were yelling and eating fish at the moment, with a look of enjoyment, and next to them were all fish cages thrown everywhere, and in the middle of the group, a woman with a necklace of white animal teeth was sitting in the middle, eating grilled fish with relish, and Nuwa was next to her, It didn't seem to be hurt for the time being, which made him breathe a sigh of relief

Just about to walk down, a figure rushed out, and dragged Wang Yuan into the dense bushes next to him, Wang Yuan was frightened, took out the bone dagger that he had been carrying on his body for self-defense, and stabbed it with his hand, but it was firmly grasped by the big hand with a very thick bone finger, and a very thick female voice slowly came

"Oracle, it's me."

Hearing this familiar voice, Wang Yuan turned his head and saw that Yang Yuhuan was looking at him helplessly, and slowly released his palm, and next to her, all the people from the hunting team were there, squatting and looking at him, Wang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, put away the dagger, picked up the bushes and looked at the Wu tribe with more than two hundred people below, the look in his eyes became colder and colder, and he turned his head to look at everyone and said

"How long have you been here?"

Yang Yuhuan looked at Wang Yuan's gloomy cheeks that were about to drip water, sighed, and slowly spoke

"The rat found them and told me, and I brought them back immediately, but it's still too late, God's messenger, what should we do now?"

Wang Yuan nodded after hearing this, seeing that Nuwa was not in danger for the time being, he slowly calmed down at this time, looked at everyone looking at him, took a deep breath, Wang Yuan sat on the ground, and his brain began to run rapidly, but before he could think of any way, he saw a figure running from outside the bushes, and everyone turned their heads in shock and found that it was primitive

At this moment, the primitive sweated profusely and ran back, but he chased all the way and didn't find Wang Yuan, at this moment he became more and more anxious, for the tribe, now Wang Yuan is the most important, Nuwa can die, those pregnant women can die, even children can die, but Wang Yuan can't die, not because Wang Yuan is the so-called messenger of God, but Wang Yuan can let them get more food, as long as Wang Yuan is there, when the snow season comes, the original firmly believes that Wang Yuan also has a way to help them get food, and without Wang Yuan, In winter, they will definitely freeze to death and starve to death like before, this is a magical ability that only the gods have!

Primitive thought while running, suddenly startled, and quickly stopped, but it was too late, the crowd of Wu tribes patrolling below had already discovered the primitive, and at this moment shouted and chased after him with a wooden stick, his eyes were full of excitement, they were still disappointed that there were only so many people in this gathering place, and no one else was there, and at this time they suddenly saw a, although it was a very thin old man, but in winter, there was no food enough for ten people to eat a full meal

Looking at the people of the Wu tribe who were rushing towards him excitedly, his primitive eyes were full of despair, and he turned around and wanted to run, but after thinking about it, he would definitely not be able to outrun this group of people, and where could he escape? Escaping into the mountains will only lead to faster death, and if you are caught, there may be hope of being rescued by the divine angels

Wang Yuan cursed and rushed out of the bushes, chasing the primitive, and Yang Yuhuan and the others glanced at each other, and could only rush out helplessly, when Wang Yuan rushed out, the group of people had discovered the primitive, and the primitive old guy was stunned in place, motionless!

Cursing, Wang Yuan hurriedly ran up

"It's okay that your old man's eyes are not good, you won't even be stupid with your brain, you see them standing stupidly in place!"

After saying that, he dragged the primitive and ran back

When he ran to the side of Yang Yuhuan and the others, Wang Yuan became more and more helpless, how could this all come out, but now that the matter has come to this, so be it, looking at the more and more excited behind him, yelling and rushing towards them, there are more than 30 people from the Wu tribe, Wang Yuan's eyes flashed a trace of coldness, this is simply not threatening to really treat me as a sick cat, if I don't teach you a lesson, it seems that I really think I am afraid of you

"The hunting party is under my command, open the bow, let them taste our power!"

When the people of the hunting team heard this, they were about to flee back, but they glanced at Wang Yuan, and found that Wang Yuan's stinky face was all grinning, silently took off the bow from his back, and then reached behind his back and took out arrows made of bones, all aimed at the people of the Wu tribe

The people of the Wu tribe saw that Wang Yuan and the others not only did not run, but took out a particularly strange thing, facing them from afar, and couldn't help laughing, what are they doing? Stupefied by them? Not only did he not be afraid, but he shouted more and more vigorously, screaming and rushing forward again

Looking at this group of primitive people who were still screaming and laughing and rushing upwards like fools, the corners of Wang Yuan's mouth were full of sarcasm, although it was limited to the problem of the bowstring, the bow and arrow would drop in power if it was shot out of a maximum of thirty meters, but at this time, maybe only their Shenlong tribe had a cross-era long-range weapon because of their arrival, this group of people is simply fearless, and it is simply unreasonable for you not to die!

Because their position is high, because the effective range can be increased a little, when it is about thirty-five meters, Wang Yuan's spicy color flashed, and his arm suddenly waved down

"Put!"

At the sound of the order, the bowstring made of the beast's tendons continued to tremble, the sound of the swishing wind was endless, and a large rain of arrows smashed down under the dull gaze of the group of primitive people!