Fifth Xuan didn't know if he would die if he fell off the cliff.

He glanced at the sea below, and felt that he could not die.

But so what?

Lost to the Fire Tribe, he is just an ordinary stone, silent in the sea, I don't know how many thousands of years it will take to see the light of day.

"Maybe I won't see the light of day again in this life, or maybe ...... Meet the sunken Titanic. ”

The fifth Xuan himself was joking, and his eyes looked at the third generation witch who was already hysterical.

"Don't be like this, you're still pregnant, it's not good for your health, it's not good for your child. ”

He wanted to cry, he really wanted to cry.

After traveling for so long and witnessing so much, I still have to say goodbye in the end.

Of course, he would not be naïve to think that he would always accompany the Fire Tribe, just like the Little Man Witch, the Second Generation Witch, and the Big Boss, everyone has their own mission, and Totem is no exception.

Everyone always has a day to say goodbye, and there is no banquet in the world, but this farewell seems to be a little hurried.

"There's a lot to do, really, I can teach you to read and write. ”

"Hahaha, I also draw abstract paintings that I don't understand. ”

"I can play guitar, well, I brag, I can play ukulele...... But it's a small guitar. ”

"Actually, I want to name the child in your womb, called the fourth generation witch, wahahaha, I'm so smart. ”

......

"Boom ......"

The heavens and the earth shook again, and the Baicao Witch handed over the third generation of witches to the second generation leader, holding the round fire himself.

"Let's go...... Let's go...... People have to learn to grow up on their own. ”

Fifth Xuan waved goodbye in the totem, and the shock in his sight became more and more serious.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The third generation of witches rushed towards the fifth Xuan desperately, even if the second generation leader pulled her to death, he couldn't stop her from moving forward.

The Fifth Xuan's eyes widened in surprise as he found that the third generation of witches' bodies shone with a scorching fiery red light, which was stronger than the light on the second generation leader.

"You...... When did you realize it?"

Fifth Xuan asked in surprise, and then thought of the mother of the third generation of Wu.

The woman who was in a tribal crisis, even though she was not a witch, wanted to burn her life to change everything and save the tribe.

"It's an unexpected gain, I feel much more relieved to see you like this, let's go, it's too dangerous here. ”

Fifth Xuan thought about it, and shot out the grass-green power.

A large cloud of grass-green power hit the third-generation witch, directly beating her forward figure.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Baicao Witch hurriedly stepped forward and helped to hold the third generation of witches together, while telling that this was the will of the totem.

"Yes, that's the will of the totem. "The fifth Xuan heart should be reconciled.

The third generation of witches fell to the ground, her strength slowly dissipated, and she fell asleep in tears.

"In the future, come on. ”

Fifth Xuan glanced at the tribesmen one last time, and then his body fell rapidly with a rumbling sound.

"I haven't jumped in my last life, I haven't dived into the water, I didn't expect it to be achieved in this life, hahaha, I achieved what I wanted today, I achieved what I wanted. ”

"Boom. ”

Fifth Xuan fell to the surface of the sea, and the tremendous pressure caused cracks in his body.

"Ah...... Pain hurts pain ......"

With a roar of pain, Fifth Xuan slowly fainted, and his body began to sink slowly.

The sea was rough and the cliffs were crumbling, but the sea was silent and silent.

............

As the fire totem fell, the second generation leader shouted the slogan of retreat, and everyone quickly retreated from the edge of the cliff.

Of course, there were tribesmen who fell into the cliff too late, and there were tribesmen who were crushed by the crumbling cliffs, but most of them retreated from the cliffs.

They ran into the jungle, still not feeling safe, and retreated again and again until they reached a place where they felt safe.

In fact, the jungle is not safe, as the earth shakes, some ancient trees fall, and some beasts flee in terror, which will cause harm to the Fire Tribe people.

But so what, it's safer than being on the edge of a cliff, and their leader is very powerful, a leader who can stand up to the saber-toothed tigers.

The Fire Tribe retreated into the jungle, and the earthquake continued until a long time later, when everything was calm again.

However, this was not the end, and there were several aftershocks after that, but none of them were as dangerous as before, and the people of the Fire Tribe huddled together and cowered in the jungle.

It was only after the concussion had ceased for a day that the Fire Tribe dared to come out of the jungle.

The second generation leader led people to the edge of the cliff, and found that the entire cliff had disappeared, and now the new cliff had spread into the jungle.

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

The Hundred Grass Witch found the second-generation leader and discussed with him to re-establish the totem fire, and this time the totem fire should be set up in the depths of the jungle.

"Woo. ”

The second leader glanced in the direction of the sea and gave an affirmative answer.

The third generation of witches has woken up, but she has no interest in anything, and she ignores the establishment of a new totem fire.

The Hundred Grass Witch took care of everything in her place, lighting a fire in the jungle, and the new totem of this fire tribe, emitting a faint flame, took the place of the fifth Xuan and began to protect the fire tribe.

However, unlike the Fifth Mystery Lord, he does not raise the flame when the beast comes, nor does he hold up a larger umbrella when the rainy season comes.

It was no longer supernatural, just like the totem fire that Baicao Witch had seen before, burning quietly like that.

The sun rises and sets, and time does not stop because of pain.

Winter came, and the third generation of witches gave birth to her first child.

She devotes all her time to her children, feeding them herself.

Neither the second-generation leader nor the Hundred Grass Witch had a problem with this, and even if she never participated in the sacrificial dance, they all acquiesced.

Because they know that every time everyone dances the sacrificial dance in front of the new fire totem, the third generation of witches will carry the child on their backs and go to the new cliffside to dance the sacrificial dance.

Her sacrificial dance is only danced to the fire totem in the sea.

The child grew up slowly, which greatly comforted the soul of the third generation of witches, and allowed her to slowly come out of the pain.

Three years later, the third generation of witches became pregnant again.

After this year, the third generation of witches began to dance the sacrificial dance on the edge of the cliff with their two children, and the Baicao witch began to try to persuade, but the third generation of witches ignored it at all.

The second-generation leader never persuaded him, and he sometimes went to the cliffside to dance the sacrificial dance, but not as often as the third-generation witch.

"Woo, woo......"

Sometimes, the third generation of witches would tell her eldest and youngest sons stories before the fire totem on the edge of the cliff, about the little witch, about the big boss, about the second generation of witches, and about the cylindrical fire totem.

Time flew by again, and when the seventh child of the third generation of witches and herbs came, more than ten years had passed.

Many tribesmen have accepted the stone spherical totem of the Fire Tribe, and even forgot the cylindrical fire totem back then, but the third generation of witches still insists on dancing the sacrificial dance on the edge of the cliff.