Carefree Path of Dreams

Above the blue sky, a big day is overhanging.

The incandescent light fell, glaring and dazzling, Fang Yuan blinked his eyes, stretched out his right hand, and suddenly cast a shadow.

Surrounded by flowers and birds, it has a fragrant smell of grass.

Under the softness of the body, it is certain that his own body is lying on the grass.

"yuan!"

A distant call is constantly approaching and turning into a girl.

She wears animal skins and thatched clothes, which can only cover the half body, revealing slender arms and thighs. The skin on the body is often exposed to the sun, showing a very healthy wheat color. The whole person is like a female leopard. Elegant, sexy, with a hint of vague danger.

"Yuan? Is it calling me?"

Fang Yuan stood up and realized that a series of memories in the sea came out:

"The tribe...the tribe...the warrior...Yuan! Is this my new identity?"

When God realized it, Fang Yuan saw himself from another perspective.

It was a boy of about twenty years old, with a big eyebrow, a tall and burly figure, wearing a hide, and a bronze sword at his waist.

Well, the world is still very young. The Terran people on the earth live in tribes, and even the various crafts are very backward. With the ancient and wild atmosphere, although it is only a bronze sword, it has already represented a position that is not a tribe. The warrior in the middle is qualified to be equipped as a member of a powerful warrior.

"You are hiding here and being lazy!"

The female leopard-like girl climbed up the hillside, and Qiong’s nose moved, very dissatisfied.

"Ah..."

Fang Yuan stretched out and rolled up and climbed up: "What is it? Wei?"

The names of the human races in this world are mostly monophonic. It must be said that there are some ancient features.

"The tribal leader is holding a deliberation, go ahead!"

The girl named Wei urged: "Because of the flood, we may have to carry out a third migration..."

"Flood? Ok, I will go!"

As a warrior, originally had the obligation to guard the homeland, Fang Yuan dialed the grass clippings on his hair and took a big step: "Go!"

The girl keeps up, the two run like a gust of wind, the physical strength is incredible, and Fang Yuan’s heart is shocked.

The quality of the human race in the big dry world is already very high, but the world is obviously even better. Almost every adult man and woman can tear tigers and leopards. This is not because the world is superior, but only because of the harsh conditions, Instinct choices made by survival.

‘This is equivalent to the explosion of the original 150-year life, which is three times concentrated. Therefore, the lives of these ancestors are generally very short. If you live to 50, you will live a long life! ’

Fang Yuan looked at the energetic body of the girl Wei, and she couldn’t help but flash a trace of sorrow: “The ancestors? The thorns and the thorns, the civilized fire... It’s a pity that when we just developed, we met us, and we don’t know whether it’s a blessing or a curse... ..."

Below the hillside is their tribe, Shangyang.

The houses that accumulate the thatched grass and the stones, as if the wind blows, will fall down in general, scattered and scattered, probably forming the appearance of a small village, there is another farmland around, planted with corn, still staying in the most primitive The level of slash and burn.

Men hunting, women picking, or having children helping or playing in the ridges, there are very few elderly people, which also confirms Fang Yuan’s speculation from the side.

"Yuan! Just waiting for you!"

A middle-aged saw Fang Yuan, his eyes lit up, and he slammed the leather drum in his hand.

It didn't take long for more than 30 people to come together and sit in the houses of the tribal leaders.

The ancestors’ leaders have great responsibilities, and because the clan is in the state of public ownership, there is not much private wealth, and the house is only a big circle. This is also for the purpose of discussion. At this time, everyone sits on the ground and ignites a bonfire in the middle. On the wall, there are also a large number of ropes hanging on it, with a variety of pictographs, as if they are decorative.

But Fang Yuan is clear that this is all recorded information.

The ancients knotted the ropes, and here too, only a step has been developed, with text appearing, but the old culture has not completely withdrawn from the historical stage.

"Everyone is here, I must know, I am looking for everyone to say something..."

A middle-aged man came to the field, this is the leader of the Xiangyang clan, Yang!

He is a middle-aged man in his thirties. His skin is dark and his body is scarred. His face is red, and he is clearly at the peak of a man.

The ancestors’ leaders must have sufficient force and rich experience to lead the tribes to survive in a dangerous environment!

Yang said at this time: "Recently... The river near us has skyrocketed several times. I sent the best water-powered front to investigate. His return to the river water level has risen as high as one person. If we don't move, it will flood. The river will flood our land next year and destroy our tribe!"

"Do you want to move?"

Although there are men and women in the room, they are all warriors or small heads in the tribe. The real power layer, at this time, is somewhat hesitant: "To find the place where we live, there is no place where the beasts and other clan occupations. It's not easy!"

“Relocation once, the family will have a lot of energy!”

"But what can you do if you don't move? Look at the flood, destroy our house, and take away our loved ones?"

......

At this time, the tribe used the public system, even if the yang is the leader, it is impossible to say a word, and the people at the bottom are quarreling.

"Cough..."

Yang sees this and waves again, stopping the fierce quarrel: "And... the most powerful tribe on the land of the Central Plains - Xia, there will be a messenger coming, discuss the water troubles with us, Yuan! Meet the messenger's mission, I will give it to you!"

"it is good!"

Suddenly named, Fang Yuan was a bit strange, but still promised.

"Relocation, after seeing this messenger, we will decide, let's go back!"

......

A thatched cottage, surrounded by a fence, there is nothing but a few pieces of animal skin, a bundle of straw.

When Fang Yuan saw this scene, he couldn’t help but smile: "I am... can it be regarded as a real family?"

At this time, regardless of, the food that was distributed, half of the hare, and a few wild fruits, directly licked the fruit, and drilled the wood to get the fire, roast the hare, and slowly tore the meat.

"this world……"

As you eat, information about the world continues to emerge:

"This world, named by the border league as 'the ancient world of the ancients', is said to be full of power in the world, just under the big world... even, the legendary sage leader of the former alliance is also in this world. I have a big advantage in order to be sanctified! Of course... just a legend."

"Just, after the intelligence, it is very interesting. It is said that the saints came at that time, and they were attached to the body of a tribal leader, 'Ancient'. They fought against the witches of the Jiu Li Department. The Jiuli Clan was fierce and brave, and the bronzes were soldiers. The leader' The witch's three heads and six arms, the iron head of the iron, the invulnerability of the sword, the gold and copper for a living, have the ability to pass through the sky, and within the tribe there are Feng Bo, Yu Shi and other great witches, can make a storm."

"Original, the ancient tribe was about to be annihilated. The saint was not a sacred man at the time, but it was also a great power. It directly created nature. It has powerful arms such as pterosaurs and fire hydrants, killing the wind and raining, and cutting down Jiuli. The head of the leader Wu... The witch has no head, and the blood that flows out is turned into a red maple forest. It is still a long dance, and it is dead on the seventh day..."

At this point, Fang Yuan is a look of awe.

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"Is the similarity of civilization, or is it Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, Butterfly Dream Village?"

This vague similarity immediately led to a subtle association between Fang Yuan: "Or... a certain higher-level radiation mutagenesis?"

Of course, the record of information does not stop there.

The ancient success defeated the witch, became the world's co-owner, and the meditation to abdicate.

Since then, it has been passed on to the seventh world, and it is in the hands of summer.

At this time, the whole world was flooded with water, and the people were suffering. The summer began to dredge the water veins, suppressing the world's demon people, thereby expanding the forces to the surrounding areas. At the meeting of Tushan, they were elected as kings and all the princes of the League. The collection of the gold of Kyushu and the casting of Jiuding meant that it was destined.

In fact, Fang Yuan, as a foreign dreamer, knows very well.

This so-called summer is only the possession of the sages of the Alliance!

That is to say, after the ancient flying, the saint came to the world for the second time and harvested it!

"A world that has been taken the biggest benefit, and even has a dream comer..."

Fang Yuanzi is slightly awkward.

In simple terms, the first killing reward of this copy has already been taken away, and every day is constantly grouping up and blaming, basically no hidden rewards.

But because of this similarity in the past, I chose this world without hesitation.

"It seems... is it true?"

A sad feeling, suddenly lingering in the heart, so that Fang Yuan is somewhat depressed.

He quickly ate the roast rabbit and strode out of the tribe.

"Attributes!"

As soon as the mind moves, new body data emerges:

"Name: Fang Yuan

Fine: 2 (48)

Gas: 2 (48)

God: 30 (60)

Occupation: Dream Division

Repaired as: virtual sacred (???), Wu Zong (???)

Skills: Giant Eagle Iron Body [? ? ? 】, hundred poisonous gold body [? ? ? 】, eight-door sword array [? ? ? 】

Expertise: Medical Skills [Level 3], Implantation [Grade 5]

"In the end, it is a big world that has already been conquered. It is especially friendly to the dreamers of the Alliance. It can keep half of the gods!"

"The rest, I have solidified properties, restore the peak strength, but a day or two..."

Fang Yuan came to the forest and his throat was deep.

"Hey!"

At this point, the opposite grass shook, accompanied by a tiger scream, a saber-toothed tiger rushed out.

"The meat is coming!!"

Fang Yuan sees this, not shocked.