The top of the canyon

There were several men lying down

The skin on his body was already a little torn, and water was dripping down continuously

There were cuts all over the arms, feet

Their chests rose and fell violently

Hehe, hehe-

Huge gasps

From time to time there was a terrible cry in the depths of the canyon, but it immediately stopped, and the deep woods became completely silent.

After a long time, no sound came out, and the figure never appeared.

"Wait, this revenge, we will definitely take revenge!" Mu Jie, who had already regained some physical strength, said through gritted teeth with red eyes.

At the bottom of the valley, as soon as he realized that something was wrong, he immediately gave the order to flee, but in the end it was too late.

As soon as they turned around, a wild python rushed out of the lush grass, and its wide mouth directly bit the warrior who was left behind by one of the tribes, and half of his body went directly into its mouth, a pair of cold eyes without the slightest emotion stared closely at the figures that fled in embarrassment.

Its fangs pierced deep into its flesh, and the bewitching blood continued to flow directly from the corners of its hideous mouth, dripping on the tender green branches and leaves of the grass on the ground, dotted bit by bit, but it looked so beautiful.

The miserable cries of his companions came from behind him, and Mu Jie ran desperately towards the top of the valley with the remaining warriors regardless of it, but a few seconds passed, and the terrifying sound of the wild python chasing behind him came again.

Oh no, it's going to kill them all!

"Everyone quickly split up and finally met at the top of the hill on the east side of the valley. Mu Jie directly gave his own order, and took the lead in breaking away from the group and running towards the grass next to him.

With his order, the crowd that had originally fled together also began to scatter directly, speeding up in different directions.

In this escape, in the end, who lives and who dies, everyone's chances are equal. It all depends on your luck, and it depends on who the wild python chooses to chase first.

Wood felt that he was a coward, he now had such a strong strength, but he still did not dare to fight, and when faced with danger, he still chose to escape.

Run, keep running, run away with all your strength.

The wooden pole tried to stop, but his body, which was constantly trembling with fear, did not obey his command, and continued to run fast according to his primitive instincts, as if this had become his only purpose.

The speed of the wooden pole was very fast, and it didn't take long for him to stop when he reached the place where the leader Mujie had set as a meeting point.

But no one had yet arrived, and standing on it, I heard a short scream. Like a heavy hammer, it kept beating his heart, and his heart twitched with the screams.

"What are you afraid of? What are you afraid of? You have such great power now, you can do it, you can definitely do it, you are a warrior of the tribe, come on, come on, come on!"

Inspired by his own courage, the wooden pole stood up and ran quickly towards the valley, he wanted to use his own strength to rescue his companions, he was no longer the wooden pole that had been taken care of by the tribe and was in charge of collecting together with the women of the tribe, now he was the hunter wooden pole, a powerful warrior of the tribe!

Mu Jie felt that his lungs were going to explode, and the air kept going in and out of it, like a knife, and it began to hurt hotly.

A miserable scream from his companion just now, he was very close to his position, maybe the next target of the wild python was himself.

Although he was already very tired, Mu Jie told himself that he had to persevere, as long as he ran far enough and fast enough, the more time he spent chasing after him, the more time the other clansmen would have to escape, and their chances of escaping would also increase.

Anyway, now it's a second to be able to drag it out.

His legs had completely lost his strength, and the sweat had wet the animal skin on his body, dripping like water droplets. Listening to the increasingly obvious sound of approaching behind him, Mujie could be 100% sure that he was the next one to die.

Suddenly, Mu Jie suddenly thought of the wooden pole that had never had the courage, and he didn't know if he had escaped, after all, his strength was already super strong now, at least it wouldn't be worse than the fire tribe's single ear.

Fortunately, he escaped, as long as he could exacerbate the courage hidden in his heart, completely exert his strength, and become a powerful super soldier. Then after the loss of our group of hunters, the tribe can still live well.

"Chief, it's really you!" Suddenly, a surprise sound came into Mu Jie's ears, and he turned his head to see that the wooden pole he was still thinking about just now, but he didn't expect him to escape.

"Mujie, go quickly, the wild and reckless is coming. Leave me alone, I'm running out of energy. In the future, the tribe will depend on you to take care of it, hurry up!" Mujie saw that the wooden pole was coming, and couldn't help but use the last bit of strength in his body to let out an anxious shout.

But the wooden pole did not listen to him, but ran directly over, put him on his back and began to run, the speed was getting faster and faster, the trees on both sides were constantly moving backwards, and the sound of the wild python was getting farther and farther away.

It's safe, that's the only thing on the mind of the festival right now.

When he came to the meeting place, Mu Jie found that there were already several people lying there, looking at their embarrassed appearance, it seemed that he had also rescued them with wooden poles.

After putting down the wooden knot, the wooden pole said to him: "Chief, you have a good rest, and I will look again to see if there are any other clansmen still alive." ”

Then he ran towards the valley again, and in a moment he was no longer to be seen.

With that speed, he searched the woods, carefully searching for the footprints left by his people as they fled.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and it turned out that in a patch of grass, he found the footprints left by a clansman, and there was still the grass path that was broken on the way to escape.

Following those traces, the wooden pole soon spotted a clansman who had collapsed against a rock. When he saw the wooden pole, his mouth kept opening and closing, as if he were talking to him.

But perhaps the man was too weak or a little far away, and the wooden pole didn't even hear what he was saying. No matter what he was saying, the pole was sure that the man was still alive and that he was going to save him.

Seeing the wooden pole constantly walking into him, he not only did not calm down, but became more excited, his eyes looked straight at him, and his body kept swinging.

Seeing this, the wooden pole immediately accelerated to his side and held him in his arms, and only then did he hear his words clearly: "Hurry up, this is a trap!"

Pitfall!!!

The wooden pole felt a chill in his body, and instantly became stiff, and he did not obey his orders. In the lush grass behind him, a huge body rushed out, and the sun shone on its body, casting a pitch-black figure that completely enveloped the small figure of the wooden pole......