Qinglie

The beast child immediately collapsed to the ground, blood pouring from his mouth. His eyes stared blankly at the sky, and his sharp claws clawed at the sky.

Its breath quickly weakened, and its arms were weak. His head was tilted, and his breath was gone.

Ishimura's side immediately erupted in cheers.

"Win, Xiao Yechen won! Ishimura won. ”

"Haha, I know that this kid can do it! Good job, this time he is the biggest hero!"

Compared to the cheers of Shicun, the Qingyuan tribe seemed calm. A sense of loss appeared on the faces of most of the Qingyuan tribesmen.

A sturdy man, holding a strong bow in his hand, pulled out an arrow feather from his waist, wanting to aim at Ye Chen and shoot him to death on the stone platform.

The corner of Qing Zhan's eyes swept away, and the movements of the strong man were returned, and then he burst out in anger.

"Aren't you ashamed enough?! Do you know that if you shoot him now, how will their tribe survive in the great wilderness in the future? Who will believe us? Qingfei! Don't worry about the bow and arrow in your hand?"

was yelled at by Qingshi, and the sturdy man named Qingfei put down the longbow in his hand and said excitedly.

"Big brother, if this son is not removed, there will be endless troubles. Now at the age of eleven or twelve, he can punch that beast child to death, and he may not know what kind of character he will become in the future. That kid is our adversary, and that's not a good thing for our tribe!, let me kill him, and then hand me over at the end, I'm willing to give my life for my life!"

"Qingfei! Don't let me say it again! You know my temper. ”

Helplessly, Qing Fei put the arrow feather back into the quiver and hung the longbow back on his waist.

Fortunately, everyone in Shicun was cheering for Ye Chen, but they didn't see this scene.

"Brother Zhan, what do you say we should do now. ”

Qing Zhan's face was not good-looking, he didn't expect that there was such a prodigy in Shicun who could defeat the beast child. Dozens of adult men were no match for that thing without a weapon. The children of Ishimura are more like monsters than monsters!

The clansmen of the Qingyuan tribe gathered around Qing Zhan and asked what to do next.

"What else can we do, we have already lost, and it is a shame to stay. Let's go, let's go back to the tribe first, tell the truth about the matter, and then ask the old patriarch to make a decision. ”

Qing Zhan took everyone from the Qingyuan tribe and slowly withdrew from the Black Tiger Cliff from the other side.

Facing Ishimura's call for victory, Ye Chen did not empathize.

Homicide.

This word is too heavy, he is not a person who is easy to kill, watching the light of a person's life pass in front of his eyes, Ye Chen's heart feels very disgusted.

This result is difficult for him to accept, there is no law in this world, and killing people is like breaking grass! He does not need to pay for this. As long as he is strong enough, he can kill whoever he wants. Big fish eat little fish. Nowhere is this more evident than in this moment.

"Whew, will life be like this in the future?!"

Shi Yunfeng's gaze stayed on Ye Chen's body, the first time he killed someone, maybe he said that the beast child could no longer be regarded as a human. After all, there are still people who look like people. It was normal for Ye Chen to not accept it for a while.

It's not the first time that everyone has faced the passage of life and remained so calm. Such a man is terrifying, a cold-blooded creature. Born King of Killers.

Shi Yunfeng walked up to the stone platform and came to Ye Chen's side.

"Kid, you didn't do anything wrong. After all, instead of living in the world in a mess, it is better to give it a relief!" Shi Yunfeng's eyes glanced at the beast child who fell in a trail of blood.

"If you don't kill it, it's going to swallow you. There are many beautiful things in the world, but cruel things are also constant. You're all just fighting for survival, and there's no right or wrong. If we lose, you'll die. We, Ishimura, will leave our homeland and go to reclaim the wasteland. Many people in Ishimura will die because of this. I will never see those bright smiling faces again, and I will never hear those kind greetings again. ”

"Grandpa Yunfeng, if I have great power. What should I do. ”

Ye Chen's eyes were hollow, and he asked Shi Yunfeng in a hoarse voice.

"Do what you think is right and protect the people you want to protect. For the sake of righteousness in your heart, perhaps on this path of power, you will lose yourself. But don't forget, your original intention, the door of Shicun will always be open for you, and we will always be a family. If you're tired, come back and take a look. The path of blood and bones is destined to be full of killing, but this is a true path of cultivation! No one can change this result. ”

"Kid, let's go. Let's go home. ”

Shi Yunfeng took Ye Chen's hand and wanted to take him back to Shicun. No one can enlighten this kind of thing, only to figure it out by yourself. But Ye Chen stayed where he was, unwilling to take a step.

"Grandpa Yunfeng, I want to bury him here. Is that okay?"

The Qingyuan tribe is gone, and they are abandoned. In the eyes of the Qingyuan tribe, the beast child is just a tool for killing, and since the tool has been destroyed, there is no need to repair it. Dumped like garbage, with no one to collect the body.

"Naturally. ”

Soon after, a small dirt bag appeared on the side of the Black Tiger Cliff. This was Shicun's masterpiece, Ye Chen was watching from the side, and the body of the beast child was buried in the loess.

"Let's go, Xiao Yechen. ”

Ye Chen agreed, got up and went to chase the hunting team in Stone Village.

This time Ishimura can be said to have returned with a great victory, and the battle between the tribes was won without any injuries. In the past, tribal battles were all about seeing blood, and if the dead were dead, it would be good if three or four of the ten people in the tribal battle could survive.

Unexpectedly, this time, no one died in Ishimura. Only Ye Chen was injured. Ye Chen's wound was treated by the old people of Shicun as soon as possible, and some muscle-building medicinal powder was applied and bandaged with animal skin.

Compared with the liveliness and jubilation of Ishimura. The Qingyuan tribe was a little deserted.

In a dark stone house, torches were lit around the four corners, so that you could see the surroundings a little clearly.

Large stone tables spread across the room, taking up most of the room. Dozens of stone benches were placed around the stone table, and the stone benches were filled with people last year.

An old man at the head had gray hair and was not tall, far from those strong men. The most striking thing is that the old man has only one arm, and the remaining arm is empty and his sleeve hangs down.

This old man is the old patriarch of the Qingyuan tribe now, named Qinglie, and he was also a strong man in the Great Wilderness when he was young. It's just that once again, I lost an arm in an accident.

Qinglie is ruthless and ruthless. He will do whatever it takes to achieve his ends, as long as he wants the survival of the tribe, he will do anything.

He may not be a good person, but in the eyes of the Qingyuan tribesmen, he is definitely a good patriarch.

Qing Lie leaned on the wide stone seat, and under the stone seat was a tiger skin, Qing Lie was wrapped in the fierce tiger skin, and found a comfortable position. Quietly listen to what the people below are saying.

The people near this stone table are all key figures of the Qingyuan tribe. There are old and young, and they are of different ages. But they all quietly listened to the scar-faced man below Qinglie.

The scar-faced man was Qing Zhan, and just as Qing Zhan was talking about Ye Chen's punch to kill the beast child, everyone present gasped, but Qing Lie, who was sitting on the stone seat, only raised his eyebrows.

Wait until Qing Zhan finishes talking about the process and results of this tribal battle.

The Qingyuan tribesmen sitting in the two rows couldn't help but ask.

"Qingshi, what you said is true?, that kid really killed that monster with one punch?!"

If you don't believe, you can ask, brothers who are going with me. A lot of people have seen it. ”

"It's ............ It's shocking! It's incredible. How could there be such a perverted child, who really didn't look like a human being. ”

"Qing Laosan, you haven't seen it. It does not mean that there exists, the outside world is far wider than we imagined, and the territory is boundless. There will be no shortage of such children, and maybe they can still drive the clouds and drive the lightning now. If you don't have much knowledge, don't talk nonsense and be embarrassed. ”

"Qingsha, what do you mean? I'm sorry for your people?!Why are you talking so much nonsense, aren't you convinced? If you don't accept it, we'll go out and fight, and see if I can beat you all over the ground to find teeth!"

"Hehe, who's afraid of whom. Go out, go out, come. I don't believe it, can I beat you?"

The Qingyuan tribe is not monolithic, and there will still be conflicts. Unlike Shicun, the Qingyuan tribe has a large population.

Small frictions occur from time to time, and as long as the lives of both parties are not in danger, the group will still open one eye and close one eye. Pretend not to see.

These two have looked at each other unpleasantly since they were young, Qingsha and Qing Laosan formed a bond when they were young.

Both sides fell in love with a girl in the tribe, Qingsha and Qinglao fought with the three of them, but unfortunately the girl did not marry anyone. But the two became enemies because of this, and they quarreled for most of their lives.

One person always has to go up and bury the other person when he speaks, and it seems that only in this way does he feel comfortable in his heart.

At this moment, a young man sitting opposite Qing Zhan spoke, his voice crisp.

"Uncles, don't quarrel. Now we're figuring out how to proceed with this matter. There is no point in such quarrels. Both uncles, both quieter. ”

Qingsha turned his head and looked to the side. Don't pay attention to the young man. You look in the opposite direction to Qingsha.

"Since the young patriarch said so, it is difficult for me to meet him in general. ”

"Heh, it's rare to fight with you. ”

The young man who spoke was the son of the old man sitting on the stone seat, Qing Wenyang.