Time flies, the sun is gradually setting in the west, and the pale golden sunset lingers on the vast peaks, and the afterglow of the setting sun envelops the endless mountains in the distance, dyeing the scattered stone houses on the mountains golden.

In the depths of the mountains, the roar of fierce birds and beasts is heard from time to time, and the evening breeze blows through the barren land, blowing through a few lonely old trees on the mountains dyed red by the sunset, and the green leaves are swaying, peaceful and quiet.

On the mountainside of the mountain, where the tribe is located, under several ancient trees with dense foliage, a group of women, children, and old people are waiting for the return of their relatives who are hunting.

"Grandma, why hasn't Abba come back?" Wearing an animal skin coat made of horned sheepskin, looking cute and cute, he was held by Teng Li, his little black eyes were dripping, looking at his grandma, and asked in a milky voice.

Mo Feng is only two years old now, and his innocent and immature voice sounded under the big tree, like the crisp chirping of a lark, which is beautiful and beautiful.

"Ah Feng, Abba will be back soon, and he will definitely bring you the sweet wild fruits you like to eat. Mo Shan, who was standing beside his mother, looked at his younger brother Mo Feng and said jokingly.

When Mo Shan heard his brother's words, his bright little eyes turned into crescent moons, and the corners of his mouth almost drooled. Obviously, he was extremely impressed by the fragrant and delicious fruits.

Teng Li's figure was big and round, and she was also extremely tall, like a she-bear standing in the middle of everyone, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes looked at the two brothers dotingly. However, when she raised her head to look at the distant mountains and the direction of the return of the hunters, her eyes were full of worry and worry.

Even the most powerful tribesmen may be buried forever in the mountains, the mountains and forests are too dangerous and terrifying, deadly crises are everywhere, I don't know when they will come, maybe the tribesmen are still there one second, but the next moment someone will be attacked by fierce beasts, losing their lives, in short, everything there is full of unknowns and uncertainties.

Mo Fan and Grandma Qu Rou also stood in the crowd, looking into the distance, waiting for Mo Long's return.

At this moment, a young Zhuang clansman with excellent eyesight suddenly saw hundreds of vague golden figures appear on the horizon in the distance, he didn't have time to get excited, and immediately shouted loudly to the clansmen behind him:

"They have returned, and the hunters have returned. ”

When people heard the sound, their eyes all looked into the distance, and suddenly they saw the relatives who returned from hunting and walked in the afterglow of the sunset, the worry on their faces flashed, and the uneasiness in their hearts disappeared, all showing happy smiles, the children cheered and jumped, the immature little faces showed a clean and innocent smile, and the old people also exhaled a breath of turbidity with relief, and a happy smile appeared on the old wrinkled faces.

The golden light of the setting sun sprinkled on the earth, and the tribesmen who returned from hunting gradually approached the tribe from a distance, their tall bodies pulled out a long shadow under the illumination of the slanting sun, and their whole bodies seemed to be covered with a layer of golden sunset, their bodies were strong and burly, slowly walking towards the mountains where the tribe was located, and almost every tribesman carried a huge beast on their shoulders.

"Abba, they're back. Mo Fan recognized Abba Molong walking in front from a distance, and shouted loudly, he let go of the hand holding Grandma Qurou, and ran happily down the mountain, like a clever little beast, fast, galloping and jumping among the weeds, to welcome the relatives who returned from hunting. The other children also saw their Abba's figure, cheered loudly, and galloped down the hill.

"It's a rare harvest to hunt so much prey. Dozens of tribesmen from the tribe left behind saw the return of the hunting tribesmen, and hurriedly ran forward to answer and help carry the prey on the shoulders of the tribesmen. They let out a burst of exclamation when they saw the beast hunted by the hunting party.

However, instead of noticing that the faces of the people who had returned home were not full of joy, the atmosphere was somewhat dull and solemn.

Among the prey hunted by the tribesmen, there was a pair of hard and sharp horns of 40 centimeters in length, huge as a wild bull, with golden fur on the whole body, a wild boar with a bloated and huge body, black sideburns standing up like iron wire, weighing several thousand catties, and a wolf with black and shiny fur with a faint halo and two sharp fangs protruding from the wolf's mouth...... These prey are all fat and strong, like small mountains of meat carried on the shoulders of strong tribesmen.

There were even dozens of fierce beasts worthy of the name carried by the clansmen, even if they were dead, but the still fierce and ferocious aura rushed towards the children who greeted the adults, and the children turned pale with fright.

For example, a green-scaled leopard, with a body of seven or eight meters, thick and strong limbs, a long leopard tail like a steel whip, covered with hard blue-gray scale armor, and its defensive power is amazing, and it is difficult for ordinary archers of the tribe to penetrate with bows and arrows; there is a horned python with black one-horned on the top of its head, and the black snake scales are as big as a baby's palm, flashing with a faint cold light; there is also a reckless ox with a blue-black body and smooth like silk; a fierce man with thick fur and a huge body. These powerful beasts struck the children's vision, leaving them overwhelmed and amazed.

"Abba, why are you hurt? Woo woo......

At this time, a child's immature and crying voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed, the joy on their faces disappeared, they followed the sound and saw that several clansmen were being supported behind the hunting procession, their animal skin clothes were cut by the claws of the fierce beasts, and they were stained with red blood, and there were several hideous cracked wounds on the chest and abdomen, and the skin and flesh were rolled up, although they had been coated with medicine to stop bleeding, but there was faintly red blood seeping out.

A few half-year-old children hugged their Abba's arm, and bean-sized tears flowed from their eyes, sobbing.

"Cub, don't cry, Abba is fine. The wounded clansman was pale, but his heart was strong, and he comforted the child. They stretched out their big hands to wipe away the tears on the child's face, and made a gesture that they were still healthy and strong, but they didn't expect to pull the wound, and suddenly let out a few cries of 'oops'.

"Hehe......"

When several children saw their Abba's embarrassment, they instantly burst into tears and laughed. The other clansmen were also amused when they saw the appearance of the injured clansmen.

The woman and the old man on the mountainside walked down the mountain, and several women saw that their man was injured and stained with blood, and their eyes were also red, and their eyes were tearful, wiping the tears from their eyes. Clan Elder Mo Yuan was also among them, he walked to the injured clansmen, gently lifted their tattered animal skin clothes, carefully examined their wounds, frowned tightly, and then he turned around again, looked at the patriarch Mo Long standing next to him, and asked, "How did these clansmen get injured?"

"We were chasing a few prey in the old woods...... Unexpectedly, there was a fierce beast lurking around, and several clansmen were accidentally attacked by the hairless beast claws that hid and sneaked up. Mo Long's eyes were gloomy, and his tone was slightly self-reproachful, and he explained. As he spoke, he also pointed to the blue-scaled leopard that was being carried by the people.

"Uncle, their injuries ...... It's not a big deal, it won't leave a dark disease, right?" Then, Mo Long looked nervous and asked the clan elder Mo Yuan worriedly.

"Fortunately, I didn't get hurt by the green scale leopard to the vital part of my body, I applied medicine to rest and recuperate for more than ten days, and then ate some more beast meat boiled from old medicine, and slowly recuperate, and I will soon be able to heal and recover, and it will not leave the root of the disease, nor will it affect my future cultivation. Mo Yuan's frowning brows stretched out and said.

"Great. The clansmen who were paying attention to the movement here around were all relieved when they heard the words of the clan elder Mo Yuan, and they shouted happily with a long-lost smile on their faces. They had been worried about the injured clansmen, afraid that they would leave the root of the disease, and only then did they hear the words of the clan elder, and a hanging heart finally let go.

"Alright, let's go back to the tribe first. Mo Yuan looked at the fat prey on the shoulders of the clansmen and said with a smile. The harvest was so abundant, only a few tribesmen were slightly injured, and no tribesmen lost their lives, which can be regarded as the best result of tribal hunting.

With joyful smiles on their faces, the tribesmen carried their heavy prey and drove back to the tribe in the mountains.