After killing people and seeing blood, Yu Guang has transformed from a high school student to a prehistoric human struggling to survive, shooting and killing the fierce beasts that leap up in extreme danger, so that he begins to have the heart of a strong man, and only in this way can he be more adaptable to this era.

If the fierce leopard was still hesitating to pounce on the fierce beast in the other direction when it pounced on it, then he Yu Guang could only be reincarnated.

This extremely dangerous event will also be completely aroused in the hearts of the light powerhouses.

Seeing that the big black bull was surrounded by a group of primitive people, the injured fat cloth whispered to the person opposite that it was the feathered quetzalcoatl, Yu Guang made a decision, he quickly drew the mulberry bow behind his back, and set up the arrow, "boom".

Without warning, without a word, he shot an arrow directly at the man who was close to the front of the big black bull.

The opponent fell to the ground with an arrow in the neck, the major artery was cut by a sharp flint chip, and the hot human blood sprayed a foot high, and he fell to the ground and covered his neck with his hands, as if to save the lost life, but the god of death had already wielded a sickle to take back his soul.

The attack on the White Stone Division by the Feathered Serpent was actually a very normal thing in prehistory, and the large tribes and clan tribes continued to annex the surrounding small tribes, through small wars and fights, so that the civilization could progress and integrate more rapidly.

However, this is the reality that further exacerbates the bloodshed and ignorance of prehistoric civilization.

Hollow eyes looked at the sky, and a small "gurgling" sound came from the throat, and the other party had no idea what was going on.

This late autumn wilderness is full of depression and crisis, and the narrow and slender stream flows with a lot of water, and the water level has dropped considerably, and the dry pebbles on both sides are exposed on it.

Everything was so peaceful and sacred, and a group of Quetzalcoatl warriors were chasing down the important people of the White Rock Tribe, who had fled eastward, when they encountered a tall and fierce black bull blocking the way.

The leader is the leader of this team, Luo Yu, and Luo Yu is also the son of the big head of the feather, this person is brave and unusually loved by the leader of the feathered snake, but now he died here for no reason, and everyone couldn't react.

When he reacted, he heard a deafening voice: "The one who offended the sacred cow - die!" ”

It was so powerful that even the black fangs and the turf shuddered, and then the group straightened their waists and stared at the opposite side with stone spears in their hands. The bone knife and the big eye protector are on the left and right of the light.

"The Dark Lord! If you don't come back, why are you still playing with those beasts? Yu Guang pointed to the big black bull and said.

A group of more than 20 people on the opposite side, wearing clothes made of intact animal skins, and the bone masks on their heads were particularly hideous, and from the bamboo bows and stone spears behind these people, it could be seen that the civilization of the Feathered Serpent Department was quite high.

The big black bull shook its head, wagged its tail and turned around, not paying the slightest attention to the dead man and the leopard on the ground.

"You wait for a reply, but the Quetzalcoatl at sunset?" Yu Guang sat steadily on the back of the big black bull and asked with his nostrils facing the sky.

The members of the Feathered Serpent were very nervous by this momentum, and one of the slightly older young men stepped forward and bowed their heads, "We are the clansmen of the Feathered Serpent Clan, and we have offended the Celestials, please atone for our sins." ”

"The snow god is coming, and your clan has not returned to the place of rest, what are you doing on this shore of thousands of miles?" Yu Guang knocked on the horn of the big black bull with his bone weapon in his hand, and said flatly.

The person who answered was also sincere: "The White Stone tribe offended the Feathered Serpent and killed the warriors of the clan, who wants a few people to escape......"

After hearing this, Fat Bu clenched his hands tightly, and his face was flushed, and black teeth and turf hurriedly blocked him.

"Nonsense! The stone god has already sued the feather god and the snake god in front of the Emperor of Heaven, and he will not accept the sword soldiers and return to the resting place, otherwise the heavenly punishment will be lowered! Yu Guang raised his eyebrows angrily.

Although the voice was not loud, the Quetzalcoatl people in front of him heard the sound of thunder in their ears, and they were frightened and kowtowed to the ground continuously, begging for forgiveness.

The prehistoric man's admiration for the heavenly man is still an effective means available to Yu Guang, with a "hum" in the nose!

The man got up and prepared to take the man away, "Wait, take this man away, don't let him defile this land!" ”

Several of the Feathered Serpent people who came with them hurriedly rushed to the thousands, and lifted the falling feather that Yu Guang had killed and fled westward.

Watching this group of people leave, Yu Guang got off the cow's back and gently put his hand on the fat cloth's right shoulder, "Don't worry, when the time is ripe, the Feathered Serpent Department will be punished as it deserves!" Fat Bu nodded with red eyes.

"Guys, still haven't come out yet?" Yu Guang tilted his head to look at a weed bush not far away.

When Yu Guang was on the back of the cow just now, he had already seen movement over there.

The prehistoric wilderness was different from the later generations, with tall buildings everywhere, blocking the view from farther away. Now as long as you stand high here, you can see far away in front of you, and now the autumn air is cool and the sight is good.

Don't look at him sitting on the back of a cow just now, in fact, in addition to thinking about how to deal with this group of people, he glanced over there and saw a few people hiding in the grass.

I saw five refugees trembling out of the weeds, looking more like five people called Hanako, with unkempt hair.

Fat Bu turned his head and ran over crying, and he couldn't take care of his injured left arm, "Zu~Zu~!" ”

The wound cracked open again, and blood flowed down his shoulder. "Black Fang, re-wrap the turf for him, clean up the leopard and skin it for me!"

"Oops, big black bull! You scumbag, my good leopard fur has been ruined by you! "Yu Guang is no longer bothering the fat cloth and they are reunited, and they should not have eaten for a few days when they see a few people dressed up.

There was a delay on the road for a long time, and anyway, I couldn't get to the Qicao Clan before dark, so I had better leave here early and find a place to set up camp.

A few experts who came up to peel and cut the flesh took up their knives and bleed, peeled the skin and cut the flesh into the skin bag, wrapped them, and hit them on the road again.

These five people are the Tianwu of the Baishi tribe, that is, the grandfather of the fat cloth, the doctor witch and the craftsman witch, three old guys, and the other two are the warriors under the Baishi leader Feiyan, as early as the beginning of the war, they arranged to protect the Tianwu and a few people to flee to the east, and went to the Changcao Department ten days away to ask for help.

Fat Bu was also among them, but the scene was too chaotic and scattered, and Fat Bu met Yu Guang and them in this way, and his grandfather Gravel Tianwu and his gang were not lucky, and they had been chased for nearly two months, sweeping around the wasteland.

When Yu Guang heard that it was a few important old guys, he was happy, others don't treat the old man as a treasure, but he wants it, they have a wealth of prehistoric survival knowledge, and the single ear is a special case.

The medical conditions are poor, but it is not impossible, and it is mentioned in later books that the witch doctors in prehistoric times were also quite skilled in medicine, and they were able to use herbs to live people, especially small and medium-sized tribes like Shiraishi.

Their stone tools are also extremely advanced, and there are special war witches and medical witches when fighting, which are also extremely formal, and now the Celestial Clan is developing rapidly, and the salt is about to start production, and so on to contact the Shangqi Grass Clan, food crops will also be put into immediate input next year.

With salt, food, don't worry about anything, go to trade, to collect the surrounding large and small groups, and next year the Celestial Clan will expand into a real prehistoric tribe, so that it will no longer be a clan group of bloodline races.

It's really not a small harvest to come out on a trip, and he is bound to win it from the Qicao Clan!

(This chapter was written a bit slowly, and it came late, sorry.) Cheeky again to ask for collection and recommendation tickets! Good night everyone! ）