"So, that was the first time you met?" Trist sat up from the treetops and stretched, "Well, but leaving the tribe alone and going out to sea to catch sharks isn't like what your Eric leader would do......"

"Everyone has a young ......," Eric snorted, as if trying to bypass the topic.

Trist also realized his abruptness, after all, although he and Eric had a friendship that fought together, but the relationship was not deep enough to share the deepest secrets of their hearts with each other, so he chose to stop in moderation.

"Your father was a great warrior who was willing to take risks to hunt at sea in a famine year," Trist said sincerely, after all, after the nuclear radiation, the animals and plants have mutated to a greater or lesser extent, and nature has shown amazing vitality in the face of nuclear radiation. It's fine on land, but the giant creatures on the sea, which are already huge, are even more threatening after mutation.

"As you can imagine, those who have undergone radiation...... Sea creatures of the Flame of Glory, they are not easy to deal with", Trist then added, "The glorious death is the fate of the warriors, but their spirit will be passed on to future generations, and your father will be proud of you......."

Referring to his father and the biggest secret in his heart, Eric's face was flustered and unnatural for a moment, but then it was replaced by the firmness in his eyes, "That year, it was both a natural disaster and a man-made cause, the drought made many lakes in our tribe bottom, but we are not without harvest in the mountains and lakes, but the invasion of the Ice Nation has burned our last bit of food!" Abba and Uncle had no choice but to venture out into the sea to fish......"

Because Eric had his back to Trist, Trist did not notice the strange look on the face of the young leader next to him, and he heard Eric say with admiration, "It should be said that every warrior who participates in the hunt has a mortal heart, I ....... I'm so proud of them, they're heroes to the entire Light Lake tribe! ”

'But you know that the sea is so dangerous, and you also know that your father was just unlucky to die in the mouth of a shark, and you still use a dead boat to hunt sharks', Trist complained silently, but there was no need to say it.

Eric has the same temperament as Uncle Pike on the Ark, brave, fearless, and willing to give anything to protect his own people, while Trist has both Derrick's bravery and Luna's agility, which is why Trist quickly became friends with Eric.

"Triste, Triste......" A girl's call came from a distance, and Trist suddenly looked a little embarrassed, it was Vivian.

Tribal girls dare to love and hate, the night before, the bold, red-faced Vivien drilled Trist's tent, swearing by the discipline of her own two lives (single dog), Trist had absolutely no idea about this fifteen-year-old girl, from verbal rejection ("Love can't be forced, Vivian, you're a good girl"), to rushing to push away the girl who pounced on her, to panic

Storming the door, he rode out of the camp and went to the beach in Silvermoon Bay, where he was beaten up by a beautiful and dangerous female creature (Trist felt it was necessary to emphasize, it was a sneak attack!). and returned to camp in embarrassment...... Triste's experience that night was colorful and thrilling (he was almost hacked to death by Echo).

"Haha", as if thinking of himself eight years ago, Eric said with a slight joke, "It's ......nice to be young"

"Yes, it's good to be young", noticing that Vivian didn't find out and walked away, Trist breathed a sigh of relief, Vivian's attitude towards herself has not changed at all after that night, if there is a change, that is, Vivian, it seems that she has no fear of herself, and the cold image that she has maintained since she single-handedly saved Qinghu Village seems to be unable to maintain it in front of Vivian.......

"You're only sixteen!" Eric was stunned by Trist's natural attitude for a long time, and sighed helplessly.

"I'm forty years old," Trist told the truth, after all, honesty has always been his strength......

"Get out!" , Eric said angrily.

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That early morning eight years ago,

Leaning against the fire, Eric woke up slowly, last night he first lurked in the water for a long time, and then fought fiercely, and finally assisted the survivors of the small village to bury their relatives who were killed, take care of the wounded, clean up the rubble, and so on, Rao is an 18-year-old young and strong soldier, and he is also very tired at the moment.

The smell of yesterday's blood in the air gradually dissipated with the wind, and the sunlight shone into the pupils through the slits of open eyes, making Eric can't help but squint his eyes, intending to open them slowly and again, but the next moment, he felt that something was wrong.

The surroundings are eerily quiet.

There was no sound of movement, no whispering, no labor in clearing the ruins. To put it simply, there is no sound of human activity, and this is extremely abnormal in this camp of more than 30 people......

Crackling........ The sound of firewood burning in the campfire was clear in the early morning camp. There was a smell of food being roasted.

However, it was not that there was no one here, Eric suddenly opened his eyes, and out of the corner of his eye, everyone, all the survivors of last night, were here, but none of them made a sound. It's just that from the sound of their breathing, you can hear the unrest in their hearts, and even, from the dilated pupils of those children, you can see that they are extremely nervous, almost like a great enemy. Seeing Eric, who belonged to the same tribe, wake up, the surviving women and children seemed to have found their backbone, and looked at Eric with blank eyes, while glancing behind Eric out of the corner of their eye.

Eric's hairs stood on end.

He lifted the hide, rolled over and jumped off the plank where he had been sleeping last night, and at the same time drew his father's spear from the leather bag beside him, and looked nervously at the place behind him.

He finally had the weird feeling just now, his two comrades last night, Luna and Derek, weren't there.

As far as the eye can see, Luna and Derek are standing behind his original resting place, silently looking at each other, looking like affectionate lovers, if you ignore Luna's sword against Derek's chest and the knife that Derek has on Luna's neck.

"Ahem", Eric interrupted the confrontation with difficulty, "Can you put down your weapons first......"

"Shut up!" The two turned their heads at the same time and shouted at Eric in unison.

"Hey, hey.......", Eric said a little nervously, "after all, we were the partners we fought together last night....... Is there anything you can't say well? This sword is facing each other, and it is easy to be injured by mistake if you are not careful......"

Luna and Derek didn't reply, and Eric swallowed, after all, judging from yesterday's performance, Eric was the weakest of the three......

The first acquaintance, in fact, Eric was not interested in the confrontation between the two, but Eric was worried that in case of a fight, it would be easy to accidentally injure the helpless surviving villagers around him, and Eric was not fully sure that he would protect his people in the aftermath of the battle between the two warriors.

Is there anything you can't say? Eric thought a little depressed.

"Where did you get your knife...... Eric heard the nice female voice say, and then, Derek also looked down at the knife in his hand when he heard this, this is the relic of the old leader of the Storm Tribe, the old leader's children were sent to White Tower City, life and death are uncertain, the new leader Swo gave this knife to Derek as the adopted son of the old leader.

Derek was about to speak, suddenly, in the flash of light, Luna moved, she slammed the sword away from Derek's knife, slashed at the right hand holding the knife, at the last moment, a little hesitation, the wrist flipped, changed to a slap, slapped Derek's shoulder, Derek felt a pain in his shoulder, the knife came out of his hand, before he could react, Luna had already bullied forward, a back hit and a knee, so that the burly man fell to the ground instantly.

Brush.

Luna held a knife in her left hand and a sword in her right hand, pressed it against Derek's neck, and asked again, "Where did you get your knife......