In the buzzing tinnitus, I heard Sanyi's voice behind me: "Stopped? Can't run? Okay, let's end it here. ”

"Are you really going to kill him?"

“……”

"He's still ...... after all"

"In case they find out ......"

"I got sick and died, who is to blame?" Shen Yi said coldly, lowered his body and whispered in Qianmir's ear: "I'll let you stay away from my mother-in-law, and you will find the dead yourself." ”

“……”

Mirage moved her lips with difficulty.

"What?"

Mirage gasped violently and choked out, "She's not your ......"

"Gala doesn't belong to you......"

“…… Gala has, has its own options. ”

Sam Yi got up and stepped on the fragile neck of the Mirage, and the screams of the Thousand Mirage exploded to the point that he was choked in his throat.

In the worried eyes of the people around him, Sam Yi's foot on his neck sank a little bit, making a terrible crisp sound!

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Qian Mirage really has no ability to protect himself, and he is like a lamb to be slaughtered in front of Sam Yi, he made a gurgling sound in his throat, his face turned purple, and at that moment his head was thinking about Gala.

If he died, who else would teach Gala to live a normal life, who would tell her about poetry and words, who would tell her about the outside world, who would tell her that she didn't have to listen to a word from her people?

Will she be unconsciously bound to this closed and violent race, and become a tool for their reproduction and development?

Poetry is actually useless for survival, but how can Gala live here so inexplicably, without even having a self, and has already been set the trajectory of her entire life?

Shen Yi looked at Qianmir's face panting with his mouth open, like a dehydrated fish, his face was weak and panting in pain, and his smile was almost distorted: "You're just ...... like that"

Before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly, and the people around him stood beside him in a daze, and no one reacted at that moment, until the person closest to Shen Yi reached out and wiped his face and touched the blood in his hand, and then let out a scream of hindsight.

Sam Yi still maintained the action of stepping on the neck of the thousand mirage, and his expression did not change even a bit, but an extremely thin double-bladed dart pierced through his neck, and it was gushing and splattering a large stream of blood.

Sam Yi shook, no one knew what the last expression on his face was, so he fell beside Qian Mirage and died on the spot.

Qianmir's face was splashed with blood, and as soon as his vision blurred, he could barely see the appearance of Shen Yi falling, and he immediately understood who had made the move. He reacted faster at this point than the screaming half-boys, and turned around and shouted, "Gara, stop! ”

Gala had flashed behind one of the outer ones, but the other party had stopped only to realize that the knife had been against her, and the mirage coughed intermittently, her throat hurt from the violence she had just had, her voice was hoarse and dry, and her throat ached excruciously.

His broken shout was like a blow to the head, and the people who were standing in front of Samyi's corpse were awakened, and finally realized what terrible things had happened in front of their eyes, and they all screamed and ran away.

Gala was also hit by the fleeing crowd, and stood a little helpless, lowering her hands, looking at the thousand mirages who were holding her neck and struggling to stand up, looking like a child who suddenly realized that she might make a mistake.

Her eyes are very beautiful, her facial features are delicate and thick, and when the people in the tribe are generally dark and yellow because of their long-term labor, she has cold white skin, as if it will not change a little because of the outside world, and there is no difference from the naked, ignorant and dazed expression like a mountain spirit in the cave that Thousand Mirage first saw.

She did not become hateful, sleek, violent, nor became more cheerful, sensible, and likeable.

Gala......

Mirage sighed weakly in her heart silently.

He looked at Gala like a baby he had raised.

In the eyes of other clansmen, Gala is a puppet doll with a dull expression and obedience, she may not understand what you say, but what you ask her to do, she will hardly resist. At first, people were afraid of her terrifying abilities and tried to ask her wishes, only to find that she would only look at you with her eyes open and not react much. Even if she was thrown in a locked room, locked up for a day without anyone to serve her, without food or water, she would not be angry, she would give her food, and if she did not give it, she would not eat.

But for Mirage, Gala's temper is very distinct. Gala doesn't like to be flexible, she doesn't like to eat bland food, and when she eats spiced barbecue, she will cherishfully lick the most flavorful crispy skin on the outside first, and her eyes narrowed slightly. When it is the turn of the boiled vegetables that I don't like, I will swallow them indiscriminately, my eyelashes droop down, I eat absent-mindedly, and my face is full of writing to deal with it quickly.

If she was fed food that had not been handled well and had a strong fishy smell, Gala would be very angry, but she did not learn to throw it away secretly, so she lay on the mirage futon in the middle of the night and deliberately pressed on his stomach to wake him up.

Many times Gala went to the priest's courtyard to look for him in the mountains, and he talked to Gala about poetry and the study of ancient gods while drawing, and he spoke very casually, often talking and talking without knowing where to go, and even forgot to talk directly, and stopped concentrating on the matter at hand, and lived quietly for an hour or two before he came back to his senses, thinking that Gala had gone away or fell asleep, and when he looked back, he found that she still maintained her original sitting posture, with her head tilted up, and looked at him with beautiful eyes. There was not a hint of impatience in it.

Qianmir's heart suddenly melted like a puddle of water, stopped what she was doing and squatted in front of her, pinched her face, and said softly, "Why is Gala so well-behaved." ”

Gala squinted happily, almost purring in comfort like a cat.

"Don't be so well-behaved," Qian Mirage patiently taught her: "Don't do everything others say, you will be bullied, be fierce, okay?" ”

Gala squinted her eyes and pressed her head to his shoulder, and Mirage patted her on the back, feeling the throbbing power of her ribcage.

"You're so much better than I am, Gala." Qian Mirage said slowly: "I was only gouged out of my belly after my mother died, I was born early, my health was not good since I was a child, and I can't do heavy work, let alone hunting." My mother...... My mother was actually a foreigner, and my father hid her outside the village until she died, and the people of the clan found out that they had given birth to me. So in other words, the foreign hybrid blood is not good, and it is not the orthodox offspring of the tribe, which is why it is so useless. ”

Mirage knew that Gala was listening carefully, and she would always listen carefully to his words, and Mirage had observed that Gala would secretly turn her face away and wrinkle her nose when she heard something she didn't agree with, but she never knew about herself, at least he hadn't found out yet, so let her agree with herself.

"But my dad said that life outside was completely different from here, and we were locked up by something. If you want to go to the outside world, you have to follow the underground river and go all the way out to see a completely different scene from here. ”

"There are lanterns outside, seasonal fruits and vegetables, and a village's autumn harvest is more than ours in a year or two. Not all of them had to hunt, they would also go to study, write, and if they were good at studying, they could become officials and manage their own towns and dynasties. ”

"They...... There is no brute force to define status, only a few people hunt, they do not slaughter captives, they do not torture their prey, they do not make their heads into sacrificial vessels and pile them together. Qian Mirage said softly: "Actually, my mother also brought in a lot of books from outside, talking about the majestic snow-capped mountains and fields in the outside world, the green willow peach blossoms in the south, and many things that I had never even heard of before. ”

"If only you hadn't been born here," said Qianmei, "if you had been born in a better family, your father and mother would have been willing to raise you well, and there would have been a good person who could please you, take you everywhere to play, and see all kinds of good things." ”

"I ...... I can't bring you anything. ”

I can only bring you the boredom of being born in this kind of place, and I can only bring you the yearning for all the good things in the outside world, and the longing and unwillingness to get it.

After a pause, Qian Mirage smiled bitterly at himself: "I shouldn't tell you this, I don't know where the underground river is, how to get out, if it arouses the heart of you want to go out, it's actually a kind of torment." ”

In the end, he was still unwilling, and he asked carefully, "Do you want to go out?" ”

Gala looked at him without distraction and said, "I want to be with Mirage." ”

Mirage's hands were shaking.

Even if Gala only killed an ordinary clansman, it was a taboo in the clan, not to mention that she still started with Shen Yi, who had the greatest potential, the strongest ability, and was also the most valued and loved by the old hunters.

Samyi's father has always been the number one in the hunting activities of the clan, and even the gangsters of the clan will not interfere with his actions, and in the tribe with hunting as the core, in terms of prestige and respect, he has always been Samyi's father.

And as soon as Gala made a move, she simply killed his most proud son directly!

"If they ask, say I'll let you do it." Qian Mirage said: "It was I who was bullied by them, and then ordered you who passed by to kill Shen Yi...... You don't need to explain the reason, just say that I threatened you! Do you understand? ”

Gala stared at him, and from the emotion of his words, she also sensed that she had made a big mistake, and said half-loudly and jerkyly, "I'm sorry." ”

"No, no apologies." Qian Mirage swallowed hard, and his head was buzzing: "It's not your fault, it's that they didn't teach you......"

"They never teach you ......"

It doesn't teach you how to prioritize, how to think and treat things like a normal person.

They will only take advantage of you, consume you.