Most of the time, people don't go their way, even if they become totems.

Fifth Xuan especially dislikes the Grass Tribe, and he even made a detailed self-analysis for this.

One of the sources of this annoyance is that the Grass Tribe Witch is not a witch that he brought out single-handedly.

Except for the little witch who made him feel that it was a friend, since the second generation of witches, he has regarded himself as an elder.

And all his juniors have grown up with their own eyes, except for the Grass Tribe.

In addition to this reason, there is also a reason for the dissatisfaction of the Grass Tribe Witch who accidentally sold his totem.

If he wasn't a totem, he wouldn't be so empathetic, after all, it was just an accident, but unfortunately he was a totem, and the Grass Tribe Witch had become his second witch.

So, he was afraid that this fool would one day sell him like he sold the grass tribe totem.

These two reasons are rooted in his heart, and the reason why he doesn't like the grass tribe witch, but as in life, most of the time we don't go our way.

He didn't like the Grass Tribe, but he had to rely on the Grass Tribe.

This is not because the adult males of the Fire Tribe today are all from the Grass Tribe, but because of the performance of the Grass Tribe Witch along the way.

Compared to the Grass Tribe Witch, the third generation of Witch is indeed a bit dwarfed.

Whether it is the arrangement of the tribe's travel route or the ability to respond when a crisis arises, the third generation of witches is inferior to the grass tribe witches.

A big reason for this is that the third generation of witches is too dependent on the second generation leader, and unfortunately, after five days of eastward marching, the second generation leader has not woken up.

He could only survive by relying on the fruit pulp that others brought to his mouth and the grass-green power in the Grass Tribe Witch Staff.

Fifth Xuan silently stared at the sleeping second-generation leader, and from time to time he looked boredly at the dense canopy above his head.

He is protected by everyone in the innermost layer, and when there is no totem fire, his sensing range will be much lower, which makes him feel very depressed.

"When will my wifi signal be good? ”

The wifi he said refers to the totem fire, only when the totem fire exists, he can exert his power, be able to have a deeper connection with the witch, and be able to sense a farther range.

"Roar~~"

Suddenly, a loud roar came from the front, and Fifth Xuan was sure that he had never heard such a violent roar.

"What kind of monster?"

He was curious and wanted to open the crowd to watch, but unfortunately he couldn't even hit a fireball now, this is the sadness of the totem.

The team in front was chaotic, and the roar of primitive people could be heard from afar, and the team quickly stopped, and the people in front were scattering and fleeing.

The roar came from far and near, and the direction where the sound came from would be noisy and chaotic, and the fifth Xuan curiously tried to watch through the gap, but unfortunately he was very well protected and couldn't see anything.

"Woo woo, woo woo ......"

A voice came from the front, to the effect that it had encountered a tiger with fangs, which was very ferocious, and made the team behind take a detour.

"A fanged tiger?"

Fifth Xuan is no longer in the mood to see the excitement, he just hopes that the team will turn around quickly and escape.

Unlike the colorful tigers I've seen before, it's still in the category of ordinary beasts.

The saber-toothed tiger is definitely a master-level existence in this era, and he felt that he had never seen this kind of legendary existence before, and he didn't want to see it, and it was when the tribe was at its most down.

Although there are many adult males in the Grass Tribe, they are really incomparable to the adult males of the Fire Tribe, especially in terms of combat talent, they look like little fresh meat in the later generations......

The whole team quickly turned to run, and the Fifth Xuan was tightly guarded in the center, and he could only occasionally see bloodstains, broken arms, and corpses on the grass passing by.

Whenever the saber-toothed tiger comes in his direction, these little fresh meat will burst out with rare courage and attract the attention of the saber-toothed tiger.

They were guarding the Fifth Mystery with their lives, and the Fifth Mystery couldn't do anything, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Although he was not so close to the people of the Grass Tribe, with the Grass Tribe Totem entering his body, the Grass Tribe in the actual sense no longer existed, and they were all already members of the Fire Tribe.

Looking at their eye-catching blockage of forgetting to die, even though the fifth Xuan was hard-hearted, this layer of diaphragm also melted.

"If you can't do it, you don't know the habits of the saber-toothed tiger, don't sacrifice like this. ”

The fifth Xuan shouted in the totem, and the voice could not be spread as always.

The chaos lasted from the afternoon until dark, and the saber-toothed tiger, perhaps having killed enough of its prey, or fearing the night, was no longer trailing behind the group.

The Fire Tribe who escaped a catastrophe is full of wounded, and the only one who can use medical means is the staff of the second witch.

Yes, after this time, the fifth Xuan decided not to call the Grass Tribe Witch anymore, and he decided to use the second witch to call this guy he didn't like to show his closeness.

"If you can't do it, set up a totem and light the totem fire, I have a lot of power, I can heal more people, can I hear it? Hey, that fool, just the fool with the green staff and his hair is green, can you hear it?"

Of course, the result was not heard, and the third generation of witches was still sitting next to the second generation leader, while the second witch walked in the camp full of wounded soldiers.

He didn't dare to use the grass green power recklessly, because he had to keep it for the second generation leader, so he could only use some other techniques to heal the tribesmen, such as chewing crushed grass roots.

"You are going to take the route of the Shennong clan, then you will be called Shennong Witch, no, no, Shennong, you are not worthy, then call Baicao Witch." ”

Fifth Xuan gave the second witch a new name in the totem, and he felt that the name was very high and worthy of the second witch.

Baicao Wu naturally couldn't hear the voice of the Fifth Xuan, but he still glanced at the tribal totem in between healing the wounded of the tribe, because vaguely, he felt that he was more connected to the totem.

There is a faint connection between the totem and the witch, and they were not close enough before because of the rejection in the fifth mystery's heart, and when this rejection disappears, they will naturally become more intimate.

After only one night's rest, the team set out again, the rough mountain road was not suitable for the wounded to walk, but it was almost unimaginable to stay here.

The big tiger with fangs was the only one they had ever seen in their lives, and it was so ferocious that if it hadn't given up on its own, the entire tribe might have been killed by him.

This place is not safe and must continue east.

In this way, the team moved forward again, and the second leader still did not wake up from his slumber.

"You're going to be vegetative like that. ”

The Fifth Xuan couldn't help but remind the unconscious second-generation leader in the totem, but this was also useless.

"Wouldn't it be better for him to be stimulated, since he can get in touch with me, then I'll try, I can't let the tribe lose its leader." ”

In the days that followed, Fifth Gen began to try to contact the sleeping second generation leader every day, hoping that he would wake up.