"You apply it to her now the same way I do. Every time this veil gets cold, you can change it. There is still some hope, don't be too upset. Roy was soft-hearted, and when he saw the male's expression, he felt some sympathy.

In my heart, I silently prayed that the female would wake up and know that there was a male who was worried about her like this.

"Roy, thank you." The male's voice was choked.

Roy leaves the cave, intending to return to his cave.

In such cold weather, Roy wanted to hide in the cave and not get out.

……

At the same time, in the waters of the tribe.

We of the water tribe, the forest is still dense, and on one side of the forest, there is a big river.

At this time, the water flows very slowly, and there are fish in the river, but the fish are all at the bottom of the river, and it looks dense. It's just that the people of this tribe don't seem to know that these animals can be eaten.

Outside the tribe, there were almost no people, only one or two males, wrapped in thick animal skins, standing guard.

Preventing the entry of wild beasts is also the attack of the rest of the tribesmen.

In winter, many tribes have no supplies, so they can only get them by grabbing.

If you face a robbery from a stronger tribe, it will make the original tribe even weaker, and the females and old people in the tribe will basically die.

Purple pupils came back from outside in the cold wind, and there was no expression on that face full of stubble.

"Purple Pupil, how's it going?" Seeing that the purple pupil came back, the females in the tribe all gathered around, and when they saw the prey carried by the purple pupil, they all had happy smiles on their faces.

"It's better that you're here, we don't have to starve." In addition, a female looked at the purple pupil and said with a smile.

Ignoring the purple pupil's expressionless face. Every winter, their tribe is better off than the others.

"Mang, how are you doing?" Then someone went to see Mang's group of males and found that their harvest there seemed to be similar to the prey that Purple Pupil hunted, except that Purple Pupil was alone, and those males were a lot together.

"......" Mang clenched his hands tightly, and his face did not show any unnecessary emotion, but his chest seemed to rise and fall all the time, and there seemed to be a raging fire burning inside.

"I'm going to pack up my prey." Mang's tone became strange, and his eyes looked towards the purple pupils.

At this time, the purple pupils, standing in the north wind, that face did not have any emotion, and those purple eyes actually looked very good-looking, but in this era, it was a bad sign.

"I'm leaving." Purple Pupil left such a sentence and went to his cave. That tall figure looked particularly lonely and lonely.

Looking at the back of the purple pupil leaving, there was no trace of emotion on the faces of the rest of the people.

Their eyes are focused on the good prey.

In the tribe, there is very little activity, especially in winter, so at this time, a little novelty can stimulate everyone's great interest.

Every time the males bring back their prey, it is also an interest of these females, and their emotions will fluctuate with the number of prey.

During the time when Zitong left, everyone's mood was mostly low.

When the purple pupils came back, they couldn't stop smiling when they saw so many prey in this winter.