Chapter 363: History
Roze and the team were separated.
For the head of a clan, a commander, it is absolutely impossible for him to make such a mistake, and he will end up where he is now, and he has to start with the mysterious sneak attacker and returning.
Thinking back to the decades when Luo Ze lived, before he met Jun Qianqian, those days were muddy, and every day was repeated mechanically.
After meeting Jun Qianqian, the days are much more vivid, but there are more and more strange things.
The inheritance of the sacrificial platform of the earliest Purple Flower tribe was severed, and there was only a vague impression of the gods, perhaps the mountain tribes or other tribes at that time were more reverent for the gods, but the Purple Flowers at that time were not interested in this.
Until Jun Qianqian's appearance, she brought a wealth of knowledge and brought everyone from the brink of destruction to prosperity.
Sometimes the people will have such gains and losses, how can they get such help, how can they have the priest Jun Qianqian.
At this time, the people will inevitably think that maybe this is the grace of the gods.
Luo Ze once thanked God for arranging his encounter with Jun Qianqian.
But then he learns that she came from a far away place, and that she is forced to leave her familiar surroundings, and even if there are no relatives and friends there who are close to her, they cannot offset the fact that she is not wanting.
Coupled with the fact that the two have experienced so many dangers together, sometimes Luo Ze can't help but think that for him, meeting Jun Qianqian is the luckiest and happiest thing in this life, but for Jun Qianqian, it may not be the case.
The dangers she encountered, the choices she had to make, the responsibilities she gradually assumed, were all because of her encounter with him.
She could have stayed in a more civilized, advanced world and lived an easier life.
Especially after Jun Qianqian became pregnant, Luo Ze often thought like this, she has been under the calculation of the gods, Luo Ze and all the people in the southern country are beneficiaries, what is the difference between them and accomplices.
This powerlessness and guilt turned into anger, and Luo Ze left the country and led the team in the northern wilderness in search of the beast's lair.
He didn't know what else he could do to relieve the anguish in his heart, but even so, as an accomplice, all the heartache was just hypocrisy, and Jun Qianqian never needed such feelings.
Luo Ze became more and more silent in the barracks, when the sneak attack enemy rushed up, Luo Ze even had a moment of relaxation, he immediately drew his knife to meet him, as if venting the slash, the other party was dressed in black, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but the force was not low, and the two fought back and forth.
However, Luo Ze didn't ignore the fight, the other party dared to rush into the camp alone to sneak attack, and then attacked again in the fog, which made him suspect that the other party must have made arrangements.
He is now the patriarch, no matter what he does, he must give priority to the people he is carrying, and he tells the rest of the people to be vigilant while fighting, the enemy can never be just one person.
And why did this man sabotage their operation, and did he have anything to do with the beast? Could it be that these beasts are under his control?
Luo Ze thought while fighting, the enemy's difficulty in dealing with and preventing accidental injuries inevitably separated him from the large army for a short distance, in Luo Ze's opinion, such a distance would not affect the command, but his enemy was waiting for such a vacancy.
"Patriarch!"
There was a sound of the sky cracking and the earth cracking, the ground between him and the team suddenly cracked, the ground where the team was located sank rapidly, and the underground black gas and magma rolled together, Luo Ze couldn't care about fighting with the sneak attacker anymore, he jumped decisively, trying to take advantage of the height difference on the ground to jump back to the place where the team was.
He visually measured the distance and his own physical strength, he could have done this, at most he fell hard, but the anomaly appeared at this moment, he clearly saw the landing point, and the lieutenant and other fighters even reacted extremely quickly to catch him, but when he landed, he found that he was in a strange place.
Where is this?
Luo Ze's muscles tensed, he held the knife and turned to look around, the warm wind blowing on his face, and the rich fragrance of lilacs.
Here it is...... Purple Flower Tribe?
Luo Ze seemed to be trapped in the illusion of the Peach Blossom Spring, a child ran past him giggling, he subconsciously wanted to be on guard, but he was directly pierced like a ghost.
Except for the knife in his hand, Luo Ze couldn't touch anything else at this time.
What the hell is going on?
Luo Ze stood with his hands down, vigilantly walked towards the gate of the tribe, the tribe was surrounded by blooming lilacs, and the breeze blew, but anyone with pollen allergies walking in such a wind must be able to really feel what is called the pain of breathing.
It's just that even though the weather in the south is much warmer than in the northern wilderness, the lilacs in the purple flower territory have just budded at this time, and they haven't even budded.
Either this is a time that is out of sync with this time, or this is not the Purple Flower Territory at all.
With doubts in his heart, Luo Ze walked into the gate of the tribe, which was almost the same as the purple flowers in his impression, except for the lush lilacs outside the door.
Among the tribes, the houses are like houses, the streets are smooth, it can be seen that the level of technology here is not very high, the houses are still made of wood and thatch, and the land is also flattened with gravel, without purple bricks or asphalt.
But the people who live here exude a sense of happiness all over their bodies.
The old man with white hair and beard sat under the eaves basking in the sun, there were many children running around the ground, the women were handling food in their hands, the three or two families got together to talk and laugh, only a few men stayed in the tribe to guard, and the rest did not seem to be there, but there was no worry or sorrow on the faces of the people who stayed behind, as if they were used to such a life.
For Luo Ze, this leisure was so beautiful before Jun Qianqian's arrival, and the people of the Purple Flower Tribe never dreamed of it.
Is this really the Purple Flower Tribe?
"Patriarch!"
At this moment a young girl came running from the street, dressed in clothes made of fine animal skins, and although the style was very simple, but with a circle of decorative white fur sewn on the collar, it was evident that she was of unusual status in the clan.
"Lord Priest."
Sure enough, the patriarch, who looked like he was forty or fifty years old, was going to salute the girl respectfully.
"Is the migration all arranged?"
The girl asked the patriarch, and Luo Ze noticed that there were a lot of packages on the periphery of the territory, they didn't have a car, but they already knew how to make ropes, and those packages were made into backpacks, which turned out to be easy to carry and transfer.
It's just that these people are so rich and leisurely here, why do they want to move elsewhere?