"Boom ......"

There was a tremor, as if coming from the depths of the fifth Xuan's soul, and he found that the mother of the third generation of Wu was getting closer and closer to him, and her figure was infinitely magnified in his sight, and finally merged together.

The scorching flames that emerged from the totem swept through the mother of the third generation of witches, and everyone looked at everything in amazement.

Fifth Xuan opened his eyes, this is the perspective of the third generation of the witch mother, he has come for the third time, and it is not surprising.

"Woooooooooo......oo Woowoo woo ......"

Fifth Xuan roared in the language of the Fire Tribe, telling them that rotten food could not be eaten.

He roared as he threw the rotten fruit from the ground into the totem fire, telling them with his actions that rotten food could only be thrown away.

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

He dug up the roots of the grass and ran to the sick tribesmen to eat.

The sick tribesmen were shocked, but they looked at the third-generation witch mother who was full of totem fire, and ate it without any hesitation.

After doing these two things, Fifth Xuan's spirit finally relaxed slightly.

He could feel that his strength was running out, and that time was running out for him.

Quickly ran to the third generation of witches, looked at her eyes seriously, and the fifth Xuan touched her head.

"Woo. ”

He said come on, cheer for the third generation of witches.

Fifth Xuan knew that she was not good enough, and it could even be said that she was doing badly, but blaming could not solve the problem, the tribe must look forward, and Wu must bravely bear everything and continue to walk with the tribe.

"Woo ......"

The eyes of the third generation of witches were full of tears, and she wanted to hug the fifth Xuan, but the fifth Xuan had already turned around and came to the second generation leader.

This is a child who is too strong, his path is wrong, but his heart is good, I hope that after this time, he will not go down the wrong path again, because he ...... I may not be able to accompany them anymore.

At the moment when the fiery red crystals in his body exploded, the Fifth Xuan had a kind of realization that he might be annihilated, if not annihilated, at least he would fall into a long sleep.

It is too difficult to communicate with people other than witches, and this feeling of breaking the shackles of heaven and earth is like standing naked in the snow in the middle of winter, cold and helpless.

"Woo. ”

With the same refueling, Fifth Xuan patted the second generation of Wu on the shoulder.

He had so much to say, he wanted to teach them how to make stone tools, how to dig caves, how to build houses, how to preserve food, how to establish rules, how to ......

But he didn't have time, the body of the third-generation witch mother was no longer good, and his strength was at an end.

The flames were rapidly extinguishing, the flames on the third generation of the witch mother, the flames in the totem fire, and the flames on the fire totem were all extinguished.

"Fire Tribe. ”

Fifth Xuan called out the name of the tribe in Chinese, and then, his consciousness gradually blurred, and his spirit returned to the totem pole, falling into the deepest sleep.

Before falling asleep, he glanced at the Fire Tribe one last time, wondering if the tribe would continue without his own protection.

Cold weather and ferocious beasts will be mortal enemies, and may you be well.

After giving the final blessing, the will of the Fifth Xuan completely fell into a deep sleep, and the totem fire of the tribe was completely extinguished.

After the fifth generation of Wu's mother left her body, her entire body continued to burn, and she didn't even have a chance to say a word again, she was burned alive by the totem fire, leaving only a skull that shimmered red.

"Boom la la ......"

Rain suddenly fell from the sky, washing away the fire tribe that had lost the protection of totem fire.

"Roaring ......"

There was a tiger roar in the distance, and the Fire Tribe people suddenly felt terror, and they gathered in groups of three or five, looking helplessly at their totems.

It was destined to be a difficult night, not only for ordinary tribesmen, but also for the third generation of witches and the second generation of leaders.

When the dawn broke, they began to heal the sick tribesmen in accordance with the teachings of the Fifth Mystery Sect.

Then, everyone gathered together and stared blankly at the tribal totem that had extinguished the flames.

Can a tribe without a totem be called a tribe?

The answer, of course, is no, many people got up silently and left the fire tribe without saying goodbye.

"Woo ......"

"Woo woo woo ......"

The second generation of leaders and the third generation of witches finally began to discuss, this is the usual style of the tribe, but before they seemed to have a tacit understanding that they could unite without communication, but now they are different.

What the first generation leader left behind was a thriving fire tribe, and in more than a month, the second generation leader and the third generation of witches ruined it all.

The quarrel between the two became more and more intense, the second generation of the leader wanted to keep these people, even if he was strong, and the third generation of Wu firmly disagreed, believing that this would only increase the conflict and finally make the tribe more vulnerable.

This time the dispute entered a normal rhythm, and the leader was persuaded by the witch that the Fire Tribe people were free to leave.

But Wu also demanded that if the person leaving was an adult, he would have to take some children and babies with him, and if he didn't, the tribe would not provide him with food and weapons.

For food and stone spears, many adult tribesmen agreed to the witch's request and took children and babies on the road.

Before winter fell, the tribe finally settled down, leaving 25 adult males, 13 females, 56 children, and 72 infants.

The entire Fire Tribe has been severely attritional, almost back to its original size.

However, the disaster is not over yet, there are already wild beasts eager to try the fire tribe, not only that, the cold winter is coming, and after the lack of protection from the tribal fire, the winter will be very sad.

"Roaring ......"

On the day of the first winter snowfall, the colorful tiger, which could not stand the hunger, finally came to the tribe and began to roar at the tribe.

It is afraid of the tribal fire in its memory and does not dare to come forward, but every year it makes a provocation.

Normally, when the Fifth Xuan was sober, he would incite the tribal fire to intimidate it, but this time he couldn't do it.

"Woo. ”

The leader of the second generation, who had been silent for a long time, finally stood up, holding a stone spear and bravely walking towards the colorful tiger.

"Roaring ......"

The tiger roared, opening its bloody jaws at him.

"Woooo ”

The second leader kept pounding his chest, which was full of marks left by the claws of the beast.

Although he has never hunted colorful tigers, he has hunted all kinds of wild beasts, and you can say that he is stupid and ignorant, but you can't underestimate his bravery.

"Roar. ”

After some temptation, after not seeing the tribal fire, the colorful tiger slowly stepped forward.

The leader of the second generation slowly bent down, inserted the three stone spears in his left hand in front of him in turn, weighed the stone spear in his hand twice with his right hand, strode forward with his left foot, rushed forward, and threw out the stone spear with his right hand.

"Whoosh. ”

The stone spear pierced the air and whistled.

A few years ago, the second generation of leaders made the same action after making the stone spear for the first time.

Time and space seemed to overlap at this moment, but looking at the brave performance of the second generation leader, no one could imagine that the second generation of witches at the beginning, because the witnesses of the past were gone.