225: The Pain of the Past [1]

It's a wonderful state.

can capture both third-person and first-person perspectives, and the protagonist of both perspectives is the man named Meng Xiwang.

He seems to have become a ghost, and at the same time he has become Meng Xiwang, in a state where he can switch perspectives at any time.

This is... 30,000 years ago, the story of singing and crying, this is...

The past that should have been sealed forever by history.

...

"I heard that a long time ago, on this continent, there was something called the sun in the heavenly dome, which gave people warmth and hope... If I could, I'd really like to see the so-called sun. ”

The nineteen-year-old boy looked at the sky in anticipation.

The deep pupils are like an abyss.,Can't read any emotion.,Mature.,It's a little inconsistent with his age.。

The sky was red, so red and desolate, heavy as if it were about to fall.

Maybe this bright red sky is the blood flowing in the world, right?

Looking across the barren land, the air is forever filled with the smell of rust, blood, and decay.

It's as if the whole world is rusty.

Green is precious here.

Hope doesn't seem to exist anywhere.

"Big brother!"

Behind him, there was a slight call from the small cavern.

Sneaky, as if afraid of being discovered by something.

When I looked back, I saw two men who were also young.

A sixteen-year-old who looks a lot like a clown.

A twenty-four-year-old man, not very similar to a deer.

The one who spoke was the orc who didn't look very much like the deer, his name was Lu Chong.

"Big brother, come and see, this cave is as you expected, there are a lot of good things, now we have it!"

Lu Chong was very excited, and Meng Xiwang hoped to be able to understand his feelings.

The materials in this cave are the most found in the last two months.

"Show me. ”

Meng Xiwang simply ordered: "Xiao Xia, you stay at the entrance of the cave, remember, don't expose it, if there is any movement, you know what to do!"

Xiao Chou, this child who looks very similar to Ah Chou, his decadent eyes are full of maturity and stability that does not match his age.

That look, as if he didn't know the concept of death.

"I understand. Xiao Xiao nodded as if he was ready to die.

Follow the deer rush into the cave.

Just like Lu Chong said, it was densely packed with green fluorescent mushrooms that covered the floor, walls and ceiling.

The scattered pink spots on it seem to be demonstrating to all those who see them: we are poisonous, don't eat us!

"These mushrooms are enough for our tribe to eat for a week! Great, the children in the tribe haven't eaten nutritious food for a long time!"

Lu Chong excitedly picked these slightly toxin mushrooms one by one.

This kind of thing, to be precise, something that can be swallowed, is already very precious!

Slight toxins or something, boil it for a while, and it can be solved by diarrhea a few times after eating, which is not worth considering.

"Well, that's good. Meng Xiang could feel the excitement in his heart at the moment when this person named Meng Xiwang was excited, but his face still remained indifferent.

Calmness, this is a necessary ingredient to survive in this world.

Especially as a leader, you must not be happy with things, not sad with yourself!

"Look, Boss, and earthworms!

Lu Chong excitedly dug up the soil, and sure enough, he found a large handful of green-skinned earthworms, probably because of some factor mutation, the roots are as thick as little fingers.

He excitedly grabbed two of them and stuffed them into his mouth, as if he was tasting the most delicious food in the world.

Lamentable.

Although this is also an important resource for the tribe, Meng Xiwang only has two words in his heart.

Lamentable!

The Great War has been going on for hundreds of years.

Ever since those gods, totems, and skywings launched an attack on our native continent, for some reason, the entire continent seemed to be sick.

Livestock die of illness no matter how much they are cared for, and no matter how fertile the land is, no matter how well it is cared for, it will not be able to grow crops.

Newborn children are obviously healthy but will die inexplicably, and even the sky will always be red as if it had been splashed with ink.

Although the upper cultivators and immortal Buddhas of the continent are actively fighting with them, trying to defend this continent and our world.

But, after all, this is war.

As a mortal who cannot participate in the war, he can only seek survival in the cracks.

No, this situation, said to be a crack, is a bit too exaggerated, right?

It's not that we're being hunted.

In the eyes of the gods, totems, and celestial wings, we may not even have the need to hunt.

In their eyes, we, mortals, and grassroots cultivators who only had the level of foundation building condensation, were nothing more than monkeys with two legs.

It's not the enemy that we're trying to dodge from, it's just the aftermath of any skirmish.

Even if we do encounter the enemy, all we can do is hide from being discovered...

Undetected, this statement is somewhat inaccurate.

It is impossible for us to hide from their perceptions.

So to be precise, it should not attract their attention, like ants on the side of the road... As long as you don't get noticed, you won't be killed.

Because no one passes by somewhere and kills ants when they see them.

"Great! With earthworms, these foods, if you save a little, you can eat them for ten days!"

After loading the food, Lu Chong excitedly carried a bag larger than others, waiting for Meng Xiwang's instructions.

Looking at the harvest of this expedition, Meng Xiwang nodded with satisfaction... It would be nice if it was really satisfied.

"Let's go, go back to the tribe, don't be small..."

"Oh no!"

Before the word heart could be spoken, Xiao Sha, who had entered the cave, said softly: "One thousand five hundred meters northeast, there is a demon-like one!"

Demonoid?!

Lu Chong's face froze when he heard these two words.

Demonoid... It is a creature tainted by the Demon Element.

Even the weakest demon-like spirit has at least a Jindan-level cultivation.

Not to mention that for mortals, it is fatal to cultivators at the level of foundation building and condensing pills.

It's a pity that in this team, the strongest Meng Xiwang is just a casual cultivator who has just entered the Ning Dan period... He was already the strongest in the tribe.

Mortals are very weak.

Demonoid creatures are different from the arrogant gods in that they are just beasts that kill when they see something.

Even this irrational beast, with even a flick of its fingertips, can kill hundreds or thousands of people.

"Why is this happening? Why is this happening... It's hard to get a little gain. Lu Chong raised his hand and wanted to punch the ground, but he was afraid of revealing his whereabouts, so he finally let go.

Meng Xiwang's already gloomy face became even more cold.

"We're hiding here, and as long as there's no movement, the demons shouldn't notice us. Xiao Hu proposed, his voice trembling a little with fear.

"It's useless, we can't hide from its perception, even if we are really dead corpses, the demons will disembowel us before we are willing, there is no point in hiding, whether we run away or hide, we will definitely die. ”

Meng Xiwang's voice was calm and a little unreasonable.

The scene, plunged into a brief silence.

Everyone knows that it is impossible to escape from the demons.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if you escape, what can you do?

The demon is a beast that does not stop, and it will definitely follow us back to the tribe, and then the entire tribe will be wiped out!

"There's only one way. ”

Finally, after a moment of silence, Meng Xiwang raised his head and faced Lu Chong.

"Lu Chong, I order you now, give me death!"

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