A special young slave appeared in the Fire Tribe, who could move freely in the Fire Tribe, and could also share the food stored by the Fire Tribe, and the people of the Fire Tribe would not force him to work.

It's just that years of hard work and life have made the boy unable to idle, so he is still doing his old job: fetching water for the Fire Tribe.

Carrying a half-human-high bucket, the young man also tied a turtle shell with a pot lid with vines on his chest, and on the way to the lake, the Fire Tribe looked at him curiously, and talked about the crickets behind his back.

The slaves would take the initiative to greet him, thanks to his dedication: every time a slave was scolded or whipped, he would stand up for it.

This is a kind and righteous teenager, because of the endorsement of the fire totem, the people of the fire tribe have to give him some face, so that he can intercede for these suffering slaves.

"Puff ......"

Throwing the barrel in the lake and filling it with water, the boy took the turtle shell off his chest and washed it in the water.

The sunlight shines through the water and falls on the turtle shell, reflecting the blue light of the sea, which is very beautiful.

The boy gently stroked the lines on the turtle shell, and he was very curious about them, and he couldn't help but ponder.

After cleaning the turtle shell, the boy tied it back to his chest, and looked up at the water slave next to him, and the boy nodded to him.

The strong man was flattered, and hurriedly showed a bright smile and nodded in response.

"Poof......

A short spear pierced through the air and pierced the strong man's chest, and the strong man's smile was not lost, but it was frozen.

The boy turned back in horror and saw more than a dozen people galloping from afar, their short spears constantly being hurled at the slaves by the lake.

"Whoosh......"

A short hair shot at the young man, and the young man stepped back in horror, but he couldn't match the speed of the short spear.

"Bang ......"

The short spear was shot at the turtle shell in the boy's chest, and the powerful sound sent the boy back two or three steps.

The warrior who threw the spear in the distance looked surprised, and the boy glanced at the shell of the turtle on his chest in surprise—there was not even a scratch on it, and the blow of the spear did not cause any damage to it.

After a short hesitation, there was already a sound of shouting for help and running around, and the young man didn't care about anything else, and immediately jumped up from the ground and ran.

Instead of running in a straight line like a normal slave, he runs in an S-shaped trajectory, which he learned by eavesdropping on the conversations of those hunter-gatherers.

"Whoosh......"

A short spear flew past his ear, which was clearly coming for the boy, but he dodged it.

As he ran, the boy untied the turtle shell from his chest and carried it on his back.

"If only this turtle shell could stick to the body. ”

As soon as this idea was born, there was a suction force from the back, and the turtle shell was actually attached to the back.

Even when he was running away, the boy was still surprised, but he really didn't have the heart to study it carefully, so he let go of his hands and feet and ran quickly.

With the turtle shell, he still ran an S-shaped trajectory, and two short spears missed by his side again, and the boy ran out of range.

Looking back from afar, the lake was already like a Shura hell, and many slaves were stuck in the ground with short spears, coughing up blood before they died.

"Help...... Help me......"

There were slaves with their thighs pinned to the ground, screaming for help, trying to escape from the lake.

The boy's brow furrowed, and he wanted to come to the rescue, but the enemy in the distance was getting closer and closer.

"I'm going to call the warriors of the Fire Tribe, and the Fire Tribe will avenge us. ”

The boy shouted, turned and ran again.

He shouted as he ran, letting the slaves who came to fetch water return to the tribe, and many of the slaves who ran with him all the way were gradually left behind by him.

The boy's speed became faster and faster, and he could run three or five steps with each breath, and there was a power coming from the turtle shell behind him, making him seem to have inexhaustible strength.

"Someone attacked the Horde, and at the lake, someone attacked the Horde......"

Seeing the Fire Tribe from afar, the boy began to shout, reminding the Fire Tribe who had not yet become vigilant.

Xiao Wang Ba was wandering around the edge of the tribe with the fifth Xuan, and saw the boy from a distance.

"This shape has caught up with the turtle immortals. ”

Fifth Xuan couldn't help but complain when he saw the young man's appearance, and heard the young man's shout before he could speak.

"Dominate, take the boy back to the tribe. ”

When Xiao Wang Ba heard this, he immediately ran to the young man, and when he came to him, he ran to the tribe with him.

Along the way, the boy was shouting, and Xiao Wang Ba poked his head and looked curiously at the turtle shell on the young man's back, as if he was very interested in this.

Fifth Xuan's attention finally fell on the turtle shell.

"There are no vines between the turtle shell and the boy, but they can cling to ......"

Discovering the strangeness in it, Fifth Xuan took a closer look, but then his attention shifted.

The sudden arrival of the enemy made him feel heavy, and he could attack at this time, except for the dragon tribe, he couldn't think of any other enemy.

But the sixth generation of witches has only been away for seventeen days, and they can't do it back and forth according to the time, why did the dragon tribe come so quickly?

"Could it be that the sixth generation of witches is staggered with them? or...... The Dragon Tribe took the initiative to evade and bypass the sixth-generation witch attack on the Fire Tribe?"

This conjecture made the fifth Xuan's mood even heavier, and he hurriedly urged Xiao Wang Ba to take the young man to find the top of the tribe.

The sixth generation of Wu left, and he handed over the management of the tribe to the Great Elder, and now it is the Great Elder who is in charge.

Xiao Wang Ba got the order, and when he ran, his left paw poked out, directly grabbed the turtle shell on the young man's back, and threw him on his back.

The boy was suddenly attacked, and before he could understand what was going on, the man had already flown in the air and landed on Xiao Wang Ba.

"Ahhh......h

The young man suddenly flew to Xiao Wang Ba and was uncomfortable, so he hugged the fifth Xuan before he stabilized.

Glancing at the totem stone of the Fire Tribe, the young man hurriedly let go to avoid this disrespectful move, but Xiao Wang Ba suddenly accelerated, he stumbled and almost fell, and held the totem stone again.

Fifth Xuan was afraid that he wouldn't dare to touch himself, so he wanted to use the power of the totem to suck the young man's hand, but who knew that the power of the totem would work, but the young man could faintly absorb it.

"Can you become a totem warrior? This boy isn't a Fire Tribal, is he?"

The Fire Tribe had never counted slaves as their own, and what did the slaves think...... It doesn't matter.

"Let's see if you can become a totemic warrior. ”

Fifth Xuan thought in his heart, directly release his power and let the young man absorb it at will.

The young man stabilized his body and wanted to let go again, but suddenly felt a force flow down his arm into his body, a power he was familiar with, it was the power that those Fire Tribe totem warriors he envied.

The surprise came so fast that he didn't know how to react for a while, and the power of the fire totem was entering his body endlessly.

"Buzz ......"

The turtle shell behind the boy suddenly emitted a glimmer of light, and it actually sucked the power sent by the fifth Xuan through the boy.

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