Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Large snowflakes were floating, and everyone in front of the wooden house in the tourist area was in a mixed mood.

At the same time, on the outskirts of the habitat on Changzhou Tribe Road, a person who was leading a patrol team frowned and looked at the direction of the tourist residential area.

"There was a conflict on the tourist's side," the man said.

"Could it be that there is another fight?" Someone in the team asked. If it was just those far-travelers who killed two tourists, the boss would not be so concerned about it. That should be a contest between totem warriors? And at least an intermediate totem warrior.

They can make small troubles, they can open one eye and close the other, but when the trouble is big, it will be different.

If you want to fight, you can, but don't fight at the door of Lao Tzu's house. Get away and fight with you.

It's just that they didn't hear the sound of fighting.

Why was the boss so sure there was a fight over there?

"Wedgehead, do you want to take a look?" someone asked.

Senior totem warriors generally do not shoot at random near the tribe's territory. Once they do, they will be closely watched by the local tribe. As for the "close" method, only those who have been concerned can understand it. Therefore, in many cases, it is the intermediate totem warriors who come out to make trouble, and the advanced totem warriors will not easily participate.

If it didn't make a big deal, the Changzhou tribe wouldn't know about it, but now, it feels quite intense. Would you like to take a look?

Mu Wedge stood on the tree and thought for a while, and then looked at the snow in the sky. In the end, he did not let the soldiers go over there to investigate.

"It's not a big deal for now. When the snow stops, go over there and ask what happened." Mu Wedge said.

In the tourist area, seeing that things are getting more and more beyond expectations, the leader does not want to stay here any longer. It felt very bad, but he knew it. It is best to leave now. As for how to deal with these people, I will wait until I go back and report to the leaders before making a decision.

finally. Yu didn't want to arrive, and came to look for trouble and rob a group of people. He dragged the only accomplice who was beaten to the ground and left.

After Shao Xuan calmed down the changes in his mind, the totem lines on Yan Zhi and others also disappeared. After all, they are not really awakened totem warriors. The phenomenon that happened just now was only because of Shao Xuan, but everyone didn't know it.

Except for Yang Sui, who was huddled in the wooden house with a complicated look,

Yan Zhi and the others all had smiles on their faces. It was a little regretful that they didn't make the move, but there will be opportunities in the future.

"Shao Xuan. Can we really become real totem warriors?" Jiao Wu Pi Dian ran over and asked.

Shao Xuan shifted his thoughts from the totem and the "egg" in his mind, and replied, "Really."

"Aha!" Jiao Wu laughed loudly, looked around, stared back at those who were hiding in the house to watch the excitement, then stopped on He Er and others, and immediately ran over.

"You guys are here, brothers!" Jiao Wu said.

Before he could talk to Er and the others, Jiao Wu pointed at his face and said, "Did you see it just now? Tu! Teng! Tattoo!"

And the second-class people: "..." This kind of villain's triumphant appearance makes people want to go over and slap a few times.

Yan Zhi threw the person who started chattering back to the wooden house. Then I sincerely thank Kazuo and the others.

"Thank you all for coming!"

"No...no...also...it doesn't work either." He Er let out a smile and said.

I always feel that people who grew up together since childhood. Living together in a slum for more than 20 years, suddenly one day I found out that the other party turned out to be a child of a rich family. This feeling is quite awkward, and I feel that I can't speak as casually as before.

This is the gap between the bottom tourists and totem warriors.

However, since it is possible to become a totem warrior, it is impossible for Yan Zhi to continue living here. As soon as the snow stops during this period, people from the Changzhou tribe will come to chase people away. It is impossible to completely hide from there.

"When are you leaving?" Heer asked.

"It's not a few days. When the snow stops, go." Yan Zhi said.

Kakunowu, who was thrown into the house, came out again. This time, there is no more fuss, and when he looks at the second-class people, he looks reluctant. Although they often quarrel and fight often, these are all very good friends and good brothers, who can come to help the far-travelers when they come to ask for trouble.

"Jiaowu, you... your tribe... can you allow tourists to live around?" A man behind He Er asked nervously.

If there are good totem warriors, they are better off living naturally around the tribe.

Although the Changzhou Tribe could keep them alive, if they could follow Yanzhi and the others and live around the Yanjiao Tribe, even if it was a small tribe, it would be better than here. Think of the relatives and friends who have been lost over the years, who would rather risk leaving.

"This..." Jiao Wu could no longer be the master, he could only look at Shao Xuan.

Shao Xuan had already heard their conversation, and Shao Xuan walked over and said: "Of course, but the tribe is still far away now, after a few years, the tribe may come to the middle, the homeland of our tribe is in Central."

Being allowed, and the second-class people are very happy, as for the "several years" that Shao Xuan said, it may be three or five years, it may be * years, but they can wait! As long as there is hope, they can wait! For their own sake, and for their own descendants to be better protected. They believed that Yan Zhi would definitely help. At least, when their children faced the threat of the Far Strider, they would be able to find shelter.

Among the people He Er brought over, many did not know Shao Xuan, until Shao Xuan was a totem warrior who dared to confront those far-travelers head-on. They wanted to ask who Shao Xuan was, but they were a little timid, after all They are not familiar with Shao Xuan.

Seeing the embarrassment of these people, Shao Xuan showed a friendly smile.

"My name is Shao Xuan, Yanjiao Shao Xuan." Shao Xuan used a stone knife to write his name on the thick layer of snow.

Yanjiao Shao Xuan?

He Er silently wrote down the name in his heart, and the people around him were the same as him. Remember this name, and those with a bad mind will ask a partner to help me remember it. When I go back, write it down and put it away. about their future lives.

"However, how do we find you? Where is the Yanjiao tribe?" someone asked.

"When the Yanjiao tribe returns to the middle again, you will know." Shao Xuan said.

"When the time comes, some of our brothers will come to pick you up!" Yan Zhi assured. Without He Er and the others, it is impossible for them to live safely to this day. Although there is a mutually beneficial relationship among them, their relationship has deepened over the years, and they are like relatives and friends.

The only ones who were guaranteed by Yanzhi were those who followed He Er. As for those who protected themselves, it was unknown whether they would be able to follow at that time.

After the second class left, Yan Zhi and the others also returned to the house.

"Be prepared, those people don't dare to make a move on the Changzhou tribe's territory, but when we leave, they may not stop. Even if they don't chase, we will encounter a lot of trouble when we are on our way. " Shao Xuan said.

"Well, I'll cut more wooden arrows these days." Yan Zhuo said.

"I'll find a chance to change something for backup." Yan Zhi said.

For the next two days, the Far Traveler did not come to ask for trouble. Shao Xuan also prepared to leave together with Yan Zhi.

When the snow stopped and the sky was clear, the Changzhou tribe sent people here, and found that Yan Zhi and several people had already left, and the wooden house had already sent people.

The people who inspected the tourist area returned to the tribe and reported the inspection results to the wooden wedge.

As the leader of the patrol team, Mu Wedge wondered, "Flaming Horn Tribe? What kind of tribe is that?" (To be continued)