This is not my home, there is no white dust, and there are no old trees.

As far as the eye can see, there is no light and it is very dim, and some are just earthy yellow sand with no end in sight.

Ye Wanwan was a little nauseous, and subconsciously covered her appetite.

This place is even more barren than the primitive tribes, and it is just a matter of not seeing a trace of life, and what is even more uncomfortable is that this place is still very dirty, and from time to time you will see a few shriveled and bloody animal carcasses and feces on the yellow sandy ground.

There was also a smell of urine in the air.

Ye Wanwan wrinkled her nose and hurriedly looked up.

How so?!

There was no sun or moon, and the land was gray and closed overhead!

Her face faded from the shock of Fang Cai, and it was full of seriousness.

Oops, no, she just fell from a big hole in the ground that appeared out of thin air when she was sleeping, and it stands to reason that she should climb up from where she fell, but why is she looking up now and can't find the big hole she just came.

"You're dressed so strangely, you shouldn't be a wild slave like us." At this moment, a hoarse female voice suddenly sounded in Ye Wanwan's ears.

Ye Wanwan immediately turned her head back, and a female savage who was as thin as a bamboo pole appeared in her sight.

She looked like she was in her thirties, but she was actually only fifteen.

Her shriveled little body was a little rickety, and she only used a piece of bark to wrap it around her body to block the most private places.

Ye Wanwan looked at her strangely, "What do you mean by wild slaves." ”

"It's a slave. You're dressed so cleanly, you don't look like it's not. "The woman's name was Ah Yan, and her eyes were bloodshot.

Ye Wanwan frowned, "Why do you still have slaves here, who are you slaves, and who is your master." ”

"Of course, the master is the patriarch, and all the wild slaves are the patriarch." Ah Yan replied.

Ye Wanwan was completely stunned, what kind of place is this. She could only be sure of one thing, that this place was nothing like the wild tribes she had known before.

"Can you tell me about your tribe?" She looked at Ah Yan.

Ah Yan nodded numbly, "We are the Tusha clan, isolated from the outside world, the new patriarch is called Wei Ye, he is very scary, if you meet him, you must avoid him." ”

After saying that, she seemed to realize something, and shook her head again.

Forget it, it's useless to hide, no one can hide from the terrible majesty.

Ye Wanwan took a closer look at Ah Yan at this time, and noticed that the soles of Ah Yan's feet were covered with blood scabs, and her hands were also full of scars.

"You don't wear a pair of shoes, the soles of your feet are worn out." She reminded tentatively.

Ah Yan showed a numb expression again, "It's okay, it's not very painful." ”

Ye Wanwan was stunned for a moment...... The soles of the feet are almost worn out, and it doesn't hurt??

"Also, shoes aren't something you can wear if you want to. Wild slaves could not wear shoes, only barefoot, otherwise, they would be killed. Yan shook her head.

Ye Wanwan held her forehead, "I'll go...... What kind of place is this, how can you even wear a shoe and divide people into three, six, nine and so on. ”

At this time, a flash of panic flashed in Ah Yan's eyes.

"The patriarch is here, wild slaves can't talk to non-wild slaves, I have to go."

She hurriedly ran away, the soles of her bloody feet still stained with dung on the ground.

Ye Wanwan looked up and saw a team of savages walking towards her in front of her.

The leader of them is a medium-sized, strong, sturdy male savage with a national character face.

He was about thirty years old, with two scars on his forehead.

"It seems that this person is Weiye." Ye Wanwan's heart sank.