He's dead?

The totem that was fine just now died in a blink of an eye?

Lin Hao was a little weak-hearted, he really didn't expect that the totem would die near the explosion, this time it was good, and he was killed directly.

The chieftain was visibly panicked, struggled to get up, and went to the place of the incident with the help of everyone to confirm whether the totem was really dead.

Lin Hao and Xiao Qi followed behind the chief, looking sad.

You said it was time for you to die.

A large patch of blood stained the grass red, and the head of the ceratosaurus hung limply on the ground, and its nostrils still spewed white gas from time to time.

Not dead?

Don't, you're dying, you're doing me a great favor.

Lin Hao was anxious on the side.

The chief walked up to the totem sadly and gently stroked the bone shield with his hand.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, the chief looked back at Lin Hao with a pleading face.

"Abba, Aba. ”

The chief said, hoping that the adults would save their totems. Xiao Qi also had compassion at this moment.

"You tell him I'll do my best. ”

Hearing Lin Hao's answer, the chief gassed the thought of hope, hurriedly got out of the way, and waited for Lin Hao's means.

Coming to him, Lin Hao put his hand on the totem's neck, looked at its curved neck again, and sighed secretly, I can't save you even if I want to.

The wound on his body is not a big deal, and it is estimated that it can be cured with suturing and hemostasis, but the shock wave just now has broken his neck, and there is absolutely no possibility of healing now.

took the needle and thread from Xiao Qi's hand, and Lin Hao kept touching the medicine powder and stitching it again.

Soon, the totem's bleeding stopped.

But the life force of the totem flowed faster.

Originally, seeing that the chief who had stopped the wound was about to dance, Lin Hao's words forced him to freeze his posture in place.

"It's hopeless, notify the family to prepare for the future. ”

As soon as Xiao Qi finished translating, the entire tribe was enveloped in a sad atmosphere.

The chief muttered guiltily to himself.

"What did he say?" Lin Hao asked Xiao Qi.

He said that this matter was all his fault, if it wasn't for his injuries, the totem would not have exhausted his life force and could not protect himself, hoping that the ancient totem would punish him, not the current totem. ”

Lin Hao suddenly realized, so it was, no wonder the horned dragon, whose vitality has always been tenacious, would not be able to withstand this explosion, and the power of the totem that had been consumed just now had not yet recovered.

Then, the chief led the primitive people of the tribe to besiege the city in a large circle, surrounded the horned dragon in the middle, and danced a farewell dance to bid farewell to the patron saint of their tribe, and prayed that the next horned dragon that could bear the power of the totem would be born as soon as possible.

Lin Hao wondered in his heart, how could this tribe dance no matter what, and at such a sad moment, he actually jumped on the grave of the horned dragon.

When the ceremony was over, the chief led a number of primitives to carry the carcass of the ceratosaurus back.

"Xiao Qi, ask them where they want to bury the horned dragon for me, let's dig it out and eat it, don't translate the last sentence, I'm afraid they will fight with me. ”

After some communication between Abba and Aba, Xiao Qi's face flashed with joy, for fear that the primitive people would see their thoughts, and said in a low voice: "My lord, they don't plan to bury the horned dragon, they want to eat it." ”

"Ahh

"Yes, my lord, this is the tradition of their tribe, the totem comes from heaven and earth, and they have to return to heaven and earth, eating the totem is the best destination for the totem, and this is also the last chance for them to get close to the totem. Xiao Qi was also a little incomprehensible.

"I want to eat too. Lin Hao said sadly.

"To thank the adults for their help to their tribe, the chief said that he could let us get close to the ceratosaurus one last time. ”

After listening to Xiao Qi's words, Lin Hao's face was filled with grief.

I will live up to the chief's kindness, and get close to the ceratosaurus, so that its last spirit will be carried on in my stomach.

Back in the tribe, the chief invited Lin Hao to join him and personally express his respect for the totem, which was the supreme honor for this tribe.

Lin Hao held a sharp metal knife in his hand, jumping around, and didn't know where to eat.

The meat is too hard, and it would be nice if it could be stewed, but unfortunately there is no pressure cooker here.

There is too much fat in the abdomen, and you will get tired of eating two bites, and you can't fully absorb the power of the totem.

Suddenly, the sharp blade in Lin Hao's hand slashed at both sides of the spine of the horned dragon, and with the breaking power of the saber-toothed tiger, he cut off a half-meter-long piece of horned dragon flesh and handed it to the chief.

The chief looked at the flesh of the ceratosaurus, and the tears were about to fall, Totem, rest in peace.

The chief held the tenderloin and raised his hands above his head, his mouth kept Abba in his mouth, and the other primitives followed him.

Only after this ceremony was over did the chief solemnly hand the tenderloin to Lin Hao.

"Xiao Qi, how do you say thank you for the totem gift?"

"Ah~Ba!"

"Ah~Ba!" Lin Hao said to the meat in his hand with great reverence, but he still felt that this Abba was weird.

Then it's time for the meal.

However, the atmosphere of primitive people is somewhat dignified and sad.

Seeing the loin on the fire being roasted and creaking, tears left from Lin Hao's mouth.

Take a bite, the meat is fresh and tender, less bloody of the Tyrannosaurus rex, more of a sentimental aroma, the only regret is that the roasting skills of this group of people are really not very good, and there is blood dripping in the middle.

Picking up the branches at hand and skewering the meat, Lin Hao decided to do it himself, he couldn't waste such a delicacy in vain.

The tongue of fire continued to swallow around the tenderloin, Lin Hao gently turned the branch in his hand, so that the flame could take care of every inch evenly, and then, he took out a few vials of clay burning paper from his arms and poured some red powder on them.

The scent fills the whole meadow and burrows into the senses of every primitive person.

When the horned dragon meat was almost cooked, Lin Hao tore off a piece and handed it to Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi took it with a smile, put it in his mouth and chewed it with his eyes closed.

He tore off another piece and handed it to the chief, who looked at it curiously for a long time, looking at the red powder on it and not daring to swallow.

But it really couldn't resist the smell of meat, Abba said a few words like praying for the blessing of the totem, but he still put it in his mouth and chewed it.

In the puzzled gaze of many primitive people, the chief shouted Aba!

Although Lin Hao couldn't understand it, he still knew it from his cousin, and it seemed that his craftsmanship was still more in line with the chief's appetite.

In the end, the job of grilling the entire ceratosaurus fell on Lin Hao, and he could only steal a few pieces in his spare time.

The taste is really good, this is Lin Hao's evaluation of the horned dragon.

Seeing that except for the piece of tenderloin left by himself, the entire ceratosaurus had been roasted, and the primitive people were full of tears

The rest is for myself and Xiao Qi.

Chewing the tenderloin in his mouth, Lin Hao put more of his mind on his body, if it was not bad, it wouldn't be long before he could obtain the totemic power of the horned dragon.

After eating a large piece again, Lin Hao felt it.

I felt a sense of coolness from the inside of my body, and I felt a feeling of refreshment from the inside out, which was completely different from the last time I received the power of the totem.

Last time I felt domineering and enthusiastic, but this time it was cool and reserved.

A burst of green smoke rose from behind Lin Hao, and the appearance of a horned dragon appeared in the air, and it looked like the one that was eaten by himself.

This scene frightened the other primitive people, put down the food in their hands, and knelt on the ground facing Lin Hao, with indescribable piety on their faces.

Looking at the movements of the primitive people, Xiao Qi stood up, and also knelt in front of Lin Hao, shouting Aba.

Under the guidance of Xiao Qi, the scene remembered the uniform sound of Abba.

The image of the ceratosaurus condensed in the air lasted for almost half an hour before it drifted away.

gave Xiao Qi a look, Xiao Qi understood, picked up the knife in Lin Hao's hand, cut a wound on his hand, and put it in front of Lin Hao.

"Accept my own will, and I will let the wound go along. ”

Originally, Lin Hao wanted to talk about a special paragraph, but suddenly remembered that they couldn't understand it, so he had to give up.

Holding Xiao Qi's hand that was still bleeding, under the mobilization of his mind, a soft life force wrapped Xiao Qi's fingers.

The wound healed right in plain sight!

Xiao Qi turned around and raised his fingers, and when the primitive people saw this scene, they believed that Lin Hao was the true god.

After doing all this, Lin Hao sweated on his forehead, just repairing a small wound consumed such a lot of physical strength, it seems that the power of totem is not omnipotent, scientific medical treatment is the best means to save lives.

Looking at Lin Hao's slightly pale face, the chief consciously handed over another piece of tenderloin.

Lin Hao really wanted to eat it again to replenish the physical strength and totemic power consumed, but his stomach was already full, so he could only sigh: I really can't swallow it.

Horned Dragon Tribe, take it!