Sunset dusk.

The battle, which lasted all day, ended.

In the afterglow, the crowd began to skillfully clean the battlefield.

The tired Xicheng warriors dragged the undead beast to her side, and the huge body of the beast surrounded her like a mountain.

Holding the bone staff in her right hand, the white light in her left hand gathered, absorbing the vitality of the fierce beasts around her in a large range, every wisp of it, without the slightest waste. After converging into a ball of light, the life-like light of dawn no longer enters the warrior's body, repairing the broken body.

There weren't enough beasts alive, and she began to use her magical powers.

She had been fighting all day, already tired, her head tingling, her hands holding the bone staff stiff, her eyelashes half-drooping with exhaustion.

Sensing her exhaustion, the Xicheng warriors hesitated, unwilling to come up for treatment, frowned, and beckoned to a Xicheng warrior whose skin was about to be melted by the venom, signaling him to come quickly.

The lightly wounded Xicheng warriors were on the periphery.

They're eating.

After a whole day of fighting, they were dying of starvation.

"He's Eminem, these clansmen are really hungry, I'm so hungry that my legs are weak, and they still have the leisure to drag back to the territory and eat slowly......" The cone sat weakly with his back to a giant toad, looking at the battlefield next door.

The clan warriors over there dragged the carcasses of the beast one by one like ants to the territory.

The battlefield is several kilometers away from the territory.

Cangpan had no strength, lying on the corpse of a giant toad, rolling his eyes, and his voice floated: "Let's leave these guys alone, we can't compare with them for the time being, let's eat on the spot, Lao Tzu is so hungry that his eyes are green." ”

He took out the short knife, and the blade cut the flesh of the toad's leg, and then his eyes were fierce, and he buried his head in a big bite like a wolf gnawing.

A mouthful of fishy toad leg meat went down to his stomach, and his hungry stomach finally stretched, and Cangpan was almost in tears, sighing: "It's alive—" He didn't know how many years he hadn't starved.

The cone also shuddered and took out the dagger.

After the high-intensity battle, the muscles of the whole body were sore to death, especially the arms and wrists, the muscles were jumping suddenly, and the fingers were shaking.

The cone indiscriminately cut off two large pieces of leg flesh and took the flint out of his bosom.

Cangpan buried his face in the toad's legs, and when he gnawed, he saw the action of the cone, and his heart suddenly admired, chewing the meat and said in a vague voice: "Particular, do you want to roast and eat?"

The cone replied solemnly: "Xicheng's integrity cannot be lost." ”

Kura lifted his dirty face from the toad's legs: "Ah, what?"

"The spirit of the food street. ”

Cangpan was amused, his shoulders shrugged, he laughed a few times tired and vaguely, and when the raw toad meat in his mouth swallowed his stomach, he said weakly: "Yes, we can't go back to life, we Xicheng people can't be so unparticular about eating." ”

Only when they were in the Black Ridge Mountains did they eat meat raw, and the people of Xicheng ate everything exquisite and delicious, and other tribes only envied it.

So two guys, tired and hungry, got together and began to roast the toad leg meat around the burning flint.

Broken Ling stepped on the Broken Eagle and threw down a large bundle of dead branches and dead grass that he had taken from nowhere.

He didn't go to the clinic for treatment, but he looked much better than the cone and the warehouse, neatly setting up a bonfire, peeling, cutting meat, slicing meat, skewering meat, and his hands didn't shake at all.

Three people get together to barbecue meat.

Duan Ling added fire to the fire expressionlessly, and when the meat was medium-cooked, he immediately took out the seasoning jar and sprinkled the seasoning.

"Is your jar still there?" said the cone.

Broken Ling: "Hmm. ”

Cone raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I was replaced on the first day I came, good guy, two king beast cores for a spice jar, the clan people really don't treat beast cores as beast cores." ”

Cang Pan glanced at him sympathetically: "Mine has changed a Great Desolate Relic Seed Core." ”

The cone was stunned and glared at him dumbfounded.

"Really?"

"I'm bored to lie to you?"

The cone covered his face in despair, and his whole body was enveloped in sadness.

"He's Eminem, it's a loss. ”

Cangpan sat cross-legged on the gravel floor, looking up at the huge blood-colored sunset slowly sinking, and his voice was ethereal: "I also lost." Beast cores are everywhere here, and there is nothing unusual about the Great Wilderness Relic Seed Core, or the wooden jars brought from home are precious. ”

How can the clan have such a delicate thing, shake it, and the salt and spices can be evenly spilled, and no matter what kind of meat is grilled, it will be fragrant.

The people of the clan all grasp the grains of salt with their hands.

"W-"

Stopping on the giant toad corpse next to it, the Broken Feather Eagle, which was pecking at the flesh, screamed, as if in agreement.

Cone smiled and rubbed the withered grass and threw it over: "You understand, too?"

The Broken Eagle shifted its position to avoid the ball of withered grass, and the appearance on the other side was suddenly revealed. I saw that the place where Broken Lingying's right eye was empty, there were no eyeballs, only an extremely deep fresh blood hole.

The cone smiled and sighed lowly.

In this battle, Ling Ying actually lost an eyeball.

Eagles are not like people, the two eyes of people are in one plane, and the combat effectiveness will not drop too much if one eye is lost. And the eagle's eyes grow on both sides of the head, and without one, it is equivalent to half the darkness of the world.

And the witch can't get the eyeballs back.

Broken Ling still had that expressionless appearance, but he dug out the two big eyes of the poisonous toad and threw them to Broken Ling Eagle like a ball.

"If you lose an eye, you can fight. ”

Broken Ling touched its back and comforted it plainly.

"W-"

Like its owner, the Broken Eagle was heartless and heartless, happily eating with its eyeballs in its mouth.

......

She finally treated all the seriously injured Xicheng warriors and stood up with a bone staff.

The gauzy green vein skirt was gently blown by the wind, and the blood stains that had been accidentally stained during the battle were shaken off like fine powder.

"Lord Wu. Someone handed her a bloodstained brass medal.

She wiped her hands with some dust and sweat, silently took the dirty brass medal, and turned to look at the name on the back.

- Crack.

She knows, is a person from the Peel tribe.

Her fingers tightened, and she looked up and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"It's gone. ”

She breathed a sigh of relief visibly to the naked eye. With a bone staff in her right hand and a brass medal in her left hand, she walked barefoot on the rough gravel ground as she slowly walked towards the clan territory.

The witch is tired of the spirit, but the body is fine.

Most of all, she wanted to walk for a while.

Along the way, many clansmen greeted her with respect.

"Lord Witch!"

"Lord Wu is well!"

There were also clan people who ran over to give her something: "Lord Wu, this piece of meat is for you to eat, it is the backbone meat of a snow camel, it is very delicious!"

She bowed politely: "Thank you." ”

The battlefield was too far from the territory, and she finally returned to her temporary stone house aboard a warrior's war beast.

As a great witch, and it is the great witch who came to support Xicheng, the location of the stone house assigned by Xi is very good, and there are no other stone houses within two hundred meters around, clean and empty.

The front of the stone house is not full of all kinds of things such as dried animal meat and firewood like other stone houses.

There was only a lone low tree.

The tree had no leaves, its black, branched branches were bare, and it was covered with brass plaques. The dry west wind blew, and Ding Ling rang like a wind chime.

She hung up the sign with the word "crack" on the back, and then quietly looked up for a while.

At first, it was because the bones of the Xicheng warriors were trampled by fierce beasts...... It may not be accurate to say that the treading is cracked, and it should be turned into bone fragments of flesh. Because the bones were too shattered to be brought back to Xicheng, and although the brass city card was also flattened into copper sheets, the words on the back could still be vaguely distinguished.

So some people proposed to use brass plates instead of bones to bring back to Xicheng.

At that time, the corpses of the Xicheng warriors who died were almost miserable, and few of them could be seen, and the bones of the main fourth- and fifth-level warriors were not as hard as the clan warriors. Therefore, she has successively received a lot of brass brands.

Later, regardless of whether the body was intact or not, the brass medal was handed over to the concubine for safekeeping, and in this way, a tree was slowly accumulated.

Her pale eyes reflected the brass city plaques full of branches, and the wind blew them endlessly, and the bottom of her eyes seemed to ripple.

The situation is already gradually improving.

A steady stream of new warriors from Xicheng were sent, and the eight super tribes also began to transfuse blood, their casualties were getting lower and lower, and today's fierce beast tide was so fierce, but only one Xicheng warrior was lost.

Come on.

(End of chapter)