If he is not mistaken, the so-called camel brother may be an editor who chases the waves. When I applied for a contract, I was told not to write popular novels such as urban fantasy. It's ridiculous! I was pulled from "Creation Chinese Network", in order to please Zhulang, I sent ten chapters to Zhulang at one time, and the novel of the same name "Dream of the Snow Land" is being serialized simultaneously with Genesis, in order to whet the reader's appetite, deliberately not changing it every day. The editors there are polite and serious. Although he doesn't say much, at least it means that he has read your work and can tell the ugly thing. The people who write the essays are very hard, and they are all sacrificing their rest time to code words, hoping to earn basic ration money. So, what's the point if we don't even read the editors? A good website should have better and more responsible editors. Because the editors are in charge of the fate of the website. It's just talking, and laughing it off. Knowing that it was a cliff, I didn't try to jump, it hurt my legs. Goodbye, my wave-chasing readers! Best wishes!

Tikoto, who was sick with his thoughts, called out to Evati and promised never to beat him again, and touched him with his mother's longing, hoping that he would lose his fear, come out quickly, and meet father and son. However, there was no movement in the cave. This reminded Tikoto, who was already suspicious, of Maiatten's voice when he first entered the cave. He immediately became suspicious that someone was trying to lure him into the bait, to teach him a lesson, or even to put him to death. Frightened by the two "father" calls, Tichotos was furious, eager to immediately pull out the imitator and kill him with a spear. However, Tichota loved his children so much that the two "fathers" just now almost made him "collapse" with excitement, and his ears and neck, which had been aching faintly, healed a lot in an instant. At this point, Tichodon preferred to believe what he had than what he didn't, and suppressed the anger in his heart, and said, "Son, come out quickly, and we will go home to your mother." ”

"I can't get out. I'm tied up. ”

Tychotous was in a hurry, completely forgetting his suspicions. Busy touching one hand in front of him, step by step towards the inside.

Ugg listened carefully, judging the distance from Tikoto. When he heard it, there were still more than twenty steps away, and he said, "You won't be afraid to leave by calling my name." Don't fall. “

After not seeing each other for more than ten days, the "son" grew up and knew that he cared about his father. In the dark, Tycodo's nose was sour, and his eyes were moist.

"Ivati, my father is here. Son ......" Tichota touched it inside, screaming incessantly, and the smiling face of Evati and the situation when he was born appeared in his mind.

When Eva offered to give birth, several women from the tribe delivered Yashata, and they ruthlessly drove the anxious Tikota out of the house, closed the door, and held it against the door with sticks.

Picto, who could not see the scene, became more and more anxious and uneasy outside. He blushed and gasped as if he were about to give birth.

The hunter Landho came over, looked around, and said mysteriously, "Head, go to the back of the house, there is important information to report." “

"Go, go, go, go farther. What intelligence is not intelligence. “

Landhuo, who thought he could make a meritorious contribution, was bored with mystery and joy on his face, and he didn't know what happened to Tichoto, who usually wanted to make him even report when Regitt farted, so cold and stubborn, shook his head, and turned to leave.

Tychota suddenly felt that he had gone too far with Landhoe, and hurriedly recalled him and explained.

"Oh, you woman give birth? All you have to do is shout a few times, and you will keep your mother and child safe. “

"Really? How I haven't heard of it. Do you mean a son with a tail in front of you? Tikodo asked earnestly.

Landhoe teased Tycoto, let out a sigh, sneered, and turned away without looking back.

Tichota didn't believe it, nor did he get angry, but he put his ear to the outside of the fence and listened.

In this way, Tycothor listened and listened outside the house in a state of confusion, and listened and listened until the child was born.

Tichota heard the baby's cry, and in an instant tears welled up in his eyes with excitement, and his hands trembled.

"Open the door. I heard it all. Open the door. Tichotoe patted the branch on the door eagerly.

The women who delivered the babies in the house were too busy to open the door in time after receiving the baby.

Desperate to see his son for the first time, Tichota was about to go crazy, and he put one shoulder to the door, sank down, and lifted it up again—the door was slammed open, and the panel fell.

Several women were startled. Some people complained that he scared the child.

Tycodor didn't bother to explain, grinned, went straight to Yashata, knelt down and said, "Is it a boy?" “

Sweating profusely, Yashata closed her eyes and was silent. The one next to him said, "Congratulations! It's a boy. “

Tychota couldn't believe his ears, and confirmed again, and when he saw that the women were definitely boys, tears broke out of his eyes, and he clenched his fists and said, "I must treat the child well, teach him well, and make him the best hunter in the future!" Be a wizard! Be the boss! “

……

Just as Tichota was distracted by the cry of "son, son", and his mind was conjuring up the situation when Eva proposed his birth, before he knew it, he had come to Ugg.

Suddenly, Ugg took turns mimicking the voices of Maiatten and Regget, and laughed as best he could:

"Hahaha......" "Hahaha......"

……

Frightened by the sudden laughter, Tichota, unprepared and unprepared, stumbled to the ground as he stepped back.

Uger pounced, punching and stomping his feet in a frenzy.

Tichoto, who had already collapsed on the ground, trembled all over, and the sound of Maiatten and Reget's wild laughter still echoed in his almost exploding brain, and he could only be beaten, and there was no way to fight back.

Ugg suddenly remembered that Regete had told her that he had cut Tichota's neck and torn Tichota's ear, and that he had been touched, so he grabbed Tichota's neck with one hand, tore off the strap from Tichota's head with the other, touched the injured ear, gritted his teeth, took it in his hand, and quickly went to the hole.

Tichotor lay on the ground, screaming and pressing the place where he had lost his ear, fearing that he would lose too much blood and have a tomorrow.

He struggled to his feet, his other hand touching in front of him, and walked towards the mouth of the cave.

Arriving at the entrance of the cave, Tichotor took advantage of the dim moonlight to see the direction in which the man who had only his ears but not his head had left. The snow was gray, and there was not even a single figure.

Tychotous untied the belt around his waist, wrapped it tightly around his head, and sat down on the ground, wondering who the mysterious man was. How could he imitate other people's voices so realistically?

After careful investigation and careful analysis, Ticodo concluded that:

One: The mysterious man is very familiar with the goshawk tribe. Probably a member of the goshawk tribe.

Two: According to the strength of stepping on him, the mysterious body is thin and small.

Three: I feel that the slap he slapped on the face is petite and smooth, but the power is enough.

Who is he? Why? Could it be that he already knew that Maiatten had died here? It can't be Aida, right? She likes to practice martial arts and be funny. Did he know I was coming here tonight? How did he know? Even Golota and Yashata don't know what to do at night. Could it be that Golota guessed and then leaked the news? No way. Could it be that this person has been here for a long time and met tonight? Maybe. Aida, this evil seed, is doubtful!

Tichota felt the blood from his ears come out again, and the bands were so tight that the corners of his eyes were about to crack, and he couldn't tighten them anymore. He simply lay down on his side, supported the place where he had lost his ear with his palm, and came to "Arhat sleep" to stop the bleeding.