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Ji Wuchen and Fang Mulin sat quietly in their shack with bated breath, not saying a word, just quietly watching or listening to the movement outside.

They stared out at the light that was so evident in the night, if not the only light in the world other than the moonlight, that the light that spread the whole tribe and dispelled the darkness and uneasiness that enveloped the whole tribe.

In this peaceful tribe, everyone seems to have long been accustomed to the tranquility of the night and going to bed early, and by the time the night has fallen, most of them have fallen into a deep sleep early.

This is also a common habit of almost everyone in the tribal period, but because of the events of that day, Ji Wuchen always faintly felt that something was wrong, and there was a little uneasiness lingering in his heart, but in hindsight, no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't think of a reason.

So when Fang Mulin proposed to leave at night that day, although Ji Wuchen was a little surprised, he didn't maintain any doubts and objections, nor did he ask Fang Mulin why he had to leave, because he thought the same way at that time.

However, more than a month had passed since that day, and the two of them had spent more than a month here, and the clothes they had come from had already been changed into animal skins and draped over their bodies because they were torn, messy, and bloody.

Over the years, the wounds on the two of them had almost recovered, and they sat in their huts every day and watched the people of the tribe come and go, and the people of the tribe did not come to them, they did not look for the people of the tribe, they were as if they had been forgotten, and only when they were delivered food, they seemed to be remembered.

And there are naturally some reasons for this, and maybe this reason is also because in front of their hut every moment there will be two tall figures, also the warriors of this tribe, and they are painted with all kinds of fierce beasts, patterns, as if that is their most revered faith.

At the same time, they would stand in front of their shacks with their spears in their hands and their heads held high, like proud warriors, or they were warriors in their own right.

Ji Wuchen and Fang Mulin sat in the shack every day, watching the people in the tribe rise and rest at sunset, watching them walk in front of them and look at the two soldiers guarding the door, the envy in the eyes of children, the awe in the eyes of adults, and the memories in the eyes of old people.

Ji Wuchen looked at the straight figures of the two stations, although they have changed many times these days, they are still straight and upright, and they can't help but sigh deeply, feeling an extreme helplessness.

It was also them, on the night that Ji Wuchen and they wanted to escape, suddenly appeared in front of their shed, blocking them in the tent with an extremely strong posture, unable to escape.

Although they didn't say anything, they didn't do anything to them, just standing quietly like that was enough to make Ji Wuchen and the others unable to move, let alone escape.

Although these days have been good for the two of them, but that's it, so as time goes by, Ji Wuchen's heart will become more and more faintly uneasy.

It's just that these days, although the two of them haven't had much communication with the people in this tribe, it doesn't affect their observation of the people here.

A month is not a long time, nor is it short, but if a person really wants to observe something, he can always see something, not to mention, for such a long time, they can't do anything except see with their eyes.

In his observations, he discovered that it was a tribal form that spoke a language that sounded extremely old and obscure.

Ji Wuchen naturally did his homework before coming to the Sahara Desert, and he collected all kinds of information, but found that he didn't know anything about the situation in front of him.

No matter how much he searched the database in his mind, he had no clue, he had never heard of such a tribe in the depths of the Sahara Desert, speaking of such ancient wishes.

Maybe this is an oasis hidden in the depths of the desert, Ji Wuchen sometimes thinks so, because this place should be surrounded by trees, and the climatic conditions and other aspects seem to be extremely good, and there is plenty of water, because since he came here, I don't know how many rains have fallen.

And it doesn't seem to be too peaceful here, because he can often see that there will be wounded people being sent back to the tribe from time to time, and the cycle continues, and it seems that people will die every day, and it seems that there is an unusually tragic war going on in this area, a big **** that is enough to affect the life and death of this tribe.

Thinking of this, Ji Wuchen couldn't help but look back at Fang Mulin, only to see that she was leaning on the edge of the shack at this moment, her face was very indifferent, and her eyes were a little blank and in a daze.

Looking at Fang Mulin's appearance, the moonlight shone on her face, illuminating her extremely white, and she couldn't help but sigh deeply.

And yet at this moment.

Woo!!

Bursts of horns suddenly sounded in the heavens and the earth, wave after wave, resounding throughout the tribe, and constantly echoing.

In an instant, the whole tribe began to appear one after another, everyone screamed, the voices were boiling, the chaos was in a mess, and the firelight was also instantly brightened, and they quickly ran out of the house, and they all held weapons in their hands, like fierce beasts, trying to choose people to devour.

And the two tall figures standing in front of Ji Wuchen and Fang Mulin also changed their faces when they heard the sound of the horn.

They looked in the direction from which the trumpet had come, and then they all looked at each other, a flash of worry and longing in their eyes.

Woo!!

Another loud horn sounded, this time with a wider range and more nervous and blood-boiling.

At the same time as the second horn sounded, the eyes of the two figures lit up, and their expressions instantly became extremely serious.

Woo!!

Before they could react, a third horn sounded immediately afterward.

It was only at this time that the two of them finally changed their faces, and they didn't hesitate to look at Ji Wuchen and Fang Mulin, but immediately rushed out in an instant, looking in the direction where the horn sounded, looking at that look, they simply wished they had a pair of wings.

Bang!!!

Whoa!!

As if to reflect the atmosphere at this time, suddenly there was a loud bang in the sky, thunder resounded through the sky, and then heavy rain poured down.

Ji Wuchen was a little dazed since the horn sounded, and when the three horns sounded one after another, he was finally stunned and felt the seriousness of the situation.

But Ji Wuchen couldn't care about this at this time, his eyes were slightly bright, shining in the night sky, he struggled to stand up, rubbed his somewhat sore legs, pulled up Fang Mulin, and rushed towards the rain......

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In an underground cavern deep in the tribe, the outside was already in chaos, and the roars and fighting were mixed with the sound of the sky, but at this time it was brightly lit and the atmosphere was solemn and silent.

In the deepest part of this cave, there are wide steps up one by one, and I saw an old man in cloth with a white beard sitting cross-legged here, still as before, with his head silently lowered, and below him, there were kneeling old or tall figures......

And at the moment when Ji Wuchen and Fang Mulin rushed into the rain, he seemed to have a sense, and his body sitting on the high altar shook unconsciously in a blur, and the corners of his mouth slowly pulled into a weird arc......