In the mountains and forests, in the woods that are not dense, there are the roars of fierce beasts and the shouts of humans.

The smell of blood spread in the air with the wind, and some of the animals that smelled blood rushed over here, if it weren't for the fierce fighting over there, they would have followed the smell of blood to grab food.

The scavenging birds in the air had been hovering around for a long time, making some hoarse calls from time to time, as if urging the people on the ground to speed up.

Rumble!

With a terrible scream, the ground trembled, and the clatter of trees being broken ceased to sound.

A few impatient scavengers rushed downward, only to be killed by the blood-stained stone hammers, leaving only a few broken feathers fluttering in the air.

Seeing this, the other eager scavengers could only shout around unwillingly, and did not dare to approach for a while.

A group of men came out of the woods, covered in a lot of blood, some from their wounds, some from the beasts.

This is one of the three sub-teams, under the guidance of the Yanjiao people, these people who entered the mountain forest of the fierce beast life for the first time gradually got rid of the initial discomfort, and when they saw the fierce beast, they were no longer stunned and panicked, the hesitation and retreat on their faces were gone, replaced by blood-stained faces full of murderous aura.

Abuli wiped the blood from around his eyes and stood there leaning against a tree, panting sharply.

Hunting fierce beasts is physical work, and it takes a lot of brains, and there is no room for slackness, and tiredness is inevitable. Every time I hunt a fierce beast, I feel like I've done a year's physical work, but although I'm tired, I have a lot of injuries on my body, and even almost died a few times, but after surviving and adapting, it's a different feeling.

Looking down at the outstretched arm, the sleeves of the coat had become tattered from the hunt, most of the entire arm was exposed, and the tanned brown arm was covered with blood marks of different shades and widths, some were new wounds, still oozing blood, and some had scabbed.

The body of the totem warrior has a strong healing ability, and the scars made by ordinary beasts can be recovered quickly, and even the scars will not be left, even if they are poor people, they can also rely on the self-healing ability of the body to make the scars gradually disappear, but the injuries caused by the fierce beasts to them are not so easy to heal, and some of the injuries made by the beasts can be kept for decades or even will not disappear until death.

Abuli didn't know how long these wounds on his arms would last, and he didn't want these scars to disappear, and it was best to keep them until he died, this was his medal!

Look, this is a wound inflicted while hunting a ferocious beast!

In the Qi tribe, apart from the few people he brought out, who else could have such scars?!

Thinking of this, Abli felt that his waist was a lot straighter, and the usual feeling of cringing became shallower. In the past, in front of those tribes that were stronger than them, Abuli always felt shorter, not because of the height gap, but because of the difference in momentum and mentality. Can ...... now

Abuli flipped his arms over and looked at them, his fists clenched, looking at the tense muscles in his arms, "I feel like I'm full of strength!"

The leader of the Leishan tribe, Ku Zhai, glanced at Abuli, who was standing there with a chicken paw hairstyle, spit bloody spit on the ground, and moved his shoulders, his forearms were much thicker than Abuli's thighs, and he rushed to the front every time he hunted, he didn't know what to be proud of about the leader of the tribe who looked as thin as a bean sprout, hid behind the team in battle, and made a few symbolic moves from time to time? !

Still empowered?

That's all psychological!

With a stone hammer stained with the blood of the beast and the feathers of a scavenging bird on his shoulder, and with the other hand pulling one of the beast's claws, the village and the others dragged the beast they had just hunted to their resting place.

However, Abuli's mood, Kunzhai can actually understand, but, unlike Abuli, the first time Kuzhai came to the mountain forest where the beast lives to hunt was so excited, although just now when hunting, both of his arms were injured in the hunting, the bones are still broken, the arm holding the hammer can still hear the sound of squeaking, the pain from the arm to the whole body, but under the stimulation of this pain, Kuzhai feels refreshed!

Confidence, ambition, and ambition all expand with each successful hunting beast, and the aura around the body becomes more and more fierce, and there is a cruel smile in the eyes that has not yet been restrained, which is the look of the prey when hunting.

The wheezing sound of the few people pulling the prey like bellows recalled Abuli from the artistic conception of self-sublimation.

"Do you want to help?" said Abuli raised his foot.

"No, I don't. Kunzhai waved his hand impatiently, signaling Abuli to stay aside.

When the hunters returned to their resting place, Shao Xuan also happened to return to the cave with the herbs he had found. Distribute the herbs and some healing pills prepared by Guize to the wounded.

"How was the harvest today?" Shao Xuan looked at the others who had entered the cave after inquiring about the casualties.

"It's ok. "The village sat on a stone and rested.

Shao Xuan looked at a warrior of the Leishan tribe behind Kunzhai, that person had a lot of injuries, and he came back with a body of injuries almost every day in the past few days, not because he was weak, but because he worked too hard.

"It's hard enough. Shao Xuan said.

Kunzhai looked back at Shao Xuan's line of sight, and suddenly understood, "You said Chang Zhai, if you don't fight, you can't do it!"

As he spoke, he began to sigh, "You should all know that our Leishan tribe has lost several people, and three of them are children who have not yet awakened the power of the totem. And one of the lost children is Chang Zhai's son. At that time, Chang Zhai took his son to practice hunting, but by accident, he found that the child was missing. He heard some voices and was wary, but he was still a step slower. We also tried to find it, but unfortunately, we found nothing. ”

Shao Xuan had also heard about the loss of personnel from the Leishan tribe, and they had also dispatched some people to help find them, but there were not many useful clues.

Those slave owners are very experienced organizations, and they disappear quickly after taking people away, and it is extremely difficult to find, so Shao Xuan also sent a letter to the people of the Changzhou tribe, asking them to pay attention when they go to sea, and if they see a ship passing from this side to the sea, and there are some tribesmen in the boat, try to stop it.

"In fact, after learning that it might have been done by someone from the other side of the sea, Chang Zhai told me that he would go to the other side of the sea, and if he wanted to find the lost person, he could only go there. And in order to do all this, not to mention anything else, the strength must be improved. That's why Chang Zhai fought so hard. ”

There are not many people in the Leishan tribe, and if they go to the other side of the sea, they have to pay too much, and even if they have that idea, they can't implement it, compared to the lost people, from his point of view, it is still more important to other people in the tribe.

Therefore, when it comes to Chang Zhai's matter, Kunzhai can only sigh. The other tribes were in the same situation, otherwise they wouldn't have come all the way to Yanjiao for help.

"Hey, I'm also worried that the people of our Shan tribe will be taken captive, and there are fewer people in our Tou tribe than you people from Lei Mountain. Abuli leaned over and said.

"Don't worry, if I were to stand with you, those people would stare at me, not at you. The target of those people, except for children, is to be strong warriors. Kunzhai said.

"I'm strong too!" replied Abuli.

Kunzhai didn't say anything, just stretched out an arm, and then Abuli stopped talking.

After a moment of silence, Abli thought again, "If those people are looking for strong warriors, why aren't they looking for the Yanjiao people?"

"Because they don't dare!" said in a deep voice, answering Abuli at the same time, he was also saying to himself, "Those people don't dare to provoke the powerful tribes for the time being, so they can only attack our small tribes." That's why he decided to join when he heard the summoning order from Flamehorn.

Since one's own strength is too small, will it be too big when it comes together? Will those people not dare to come and kidnap people again?

Abuli opened his mouth, but could not find a word to refute it.

The Yanjiao tribe is a big tribe, and if you look at the long-distance teams that have entered the trading area, you can see that many people dare not attack the Yanjiao people. Moreover, the Yanjiao people are indeed stronger than the people of many tribes, and it is not possible to admire them. Abli thought that they had only been hunting for these days, and he felt how difficult life was, but what about the people of Yanjiao? Hunting fierce beasts was probably as natural as eating, and they had long been used to it.

Even if they make a living from hunting, not everyone can do the hunting method of Yanjiao. Because of the different clans' different Tinder powers, the success of Yanjiao is something they can't replicate, and they don't have the time, but they can solve the current problem in another way, such as joining the Grand Alliance.

Talking about the abduction of people in the tribe, the joy of successful hunting in the cave was gone. And Chang Zhai, who was not far behind Kunzhai, was also more silent, but he was sharper when he was sharpening the stone knife in his hand.

Night.

Except for those who were on duty at night, everyone else rested in the cave.

At night, there are many fierce beasts in the mountains and forests, but compared to those places with dense ancient trees, this place is already quiet.

In the first few days of their arrival, they couldn't sleep at night, and even when they were sleepy, they kept their eyes open and were on alert, and the shouting outside disturbed them. But gradually, I got used to the atmosphere of the mountains and forests, and I spent a lot of energy hunting during the day, and I slept much better at night.

Some "cooing" sounds came faintly from not far away.

Shao Xuan opened his eyes and listened carefully to the movement outside the cave. Maybe the sounds made by those people can fool people from other tribes who have come to the mountains and forests once, but they can't fool the Yanjiao people who often go into the mountains and forests and often simulate the sound of birds to convey information!

Suddenly, someone outside the cave shouted, "Chang Zhai is gone!"

Kunzhai, who had already woken up, thought of something, his face changed suddenly, and he got up and was about to run out. The other members of the Thunder Mountain tribe who woke up when they heard the movement were also ready to get up and rush out of the cave.

"Go back to the cave!" he yelled at the other Leishan tribesmen who wanted to go out with him, how dangerous the night in the mountains and forests was, they had already learned in the past few days, and he didn't want everyone else in Leishan to go out with them.

Lifting the big stone hammer, the feet of the village rushed to the outside of the hole, but unfortunately just out of the hole, his feet left the ground, and he was dragged back with his animal skin clothes: "Go back to the hole!"

The village that was easily thrown into the hole: "......"

Other Thunder Mountain tribesmen: "......"

After Shao Xuan threw the village back into the cave, he didn't look back at the look on their faces, jumped up and turned over and rode on Caesar's back, "Go find someone!"

Chang Zhai, who was keeping vigil, would not disappear for no reason, and those cooing sounds were the sounds that Chang Zhai had heard before his son was lost.

If the people who appeared were indeed slave owners who had kidnapped the tribesmen, then why did they come here? Did they come with the team? Or did they have some other reason? Shao Xuan also wanted to know. (To be continued.) )