Food Hunter

Use a knife, use your hands, and use your heart.

Luo created the existing residences by family and stayed there for more than two years, and he still had feelings to some extent.

Now, he felt it was time to leave, and he must feel reluctant for a while.

There is one more reluctant person, and that is Dongba.

When he heard that he was leaving, Dongba lost his voice: "Is going to leave?"

He could hear that he was disappointed.

Because he felt that the ethnic settlement was the safest place in the Dark Continent, so he wanted to stay a little longer, and it would be fine for him to grow old.

After he was disappointed, he looked at Luo and asked earnestly: "I have lived for most of my life. I have never worked so hard as in the past two years. Please give me some more time to work hard. One year is good!"

In the past two years, he has really worked hard to cultivate, just to increase the capital to survive, and more importantly, it is safe here.

He wanted to stay for another year, and his mood was very strong, hoping Luo could understand.

"Oh." Luo responded to his request.

Dongba's face was slightly happy, and he collapsed in the next second.

"turn down."

Luo gave Dongba a back view.

The time to leave was set three days later, and Luo told the ethnic group about this in advance.

After hearing the news, the whole group of people was shocked. For more than two years, they had regarded Luo Ji people as their own people, and subconsciously thought that Luo and them would settle down and multiply their offspring.

The news of leaving came too suddenly, leading the life, came to persuade Luo to stay, and then Xu Xianfan went to battle, and the young girl in the family also came to the house in concert, in order to persuade Luo to stay.

The offensive taking turns made Luo suddenly a little dazed. He thought that he shouldn't tell the tribesmen three days in advance that he was leaving, and he was also thinking about whether to leave tomorrow.

In short, he closed the door temporarily to prevent them from coming over and nagging.

In the courtyard, Luo looked at the closed door with a helpless expression.

Not far away, Dongba and Bi Siji were also there.

"Look, how enthusiastic it is, why don't we stay for another year or a half?" Dongba said unwillingly.

Luo smiled at Dongba, and then Dongba shrank his neck subconsciously, and stopped talking very consciously.

"I plan to leave tomorrow."

Luo's eyes shifted, and he looked at Bi Siji.

"Okay." Bi Siji naturally has no objection. She is really tired of staying here, mainly to cooperate with Luo. Since Luo has broken through, there is no need to stay.

At this time, there was a sound from the high wall of the courtyard.

Following the reputation, a group of bear kids climbed up the wall and looked at Luo in the courtyard pitifully.

He didn't speak, only used his eyes to attack, and it was still a group attack.

When Luo saw this, he covered his forehead and was speechless, while Bi Siji was the same.

For most of the day's hard work, there was no effect at all, and the tribesmen finally realized the reality and knew that Luo and the others had to go.

Since I can't keep it, I can only send it off.

On this day, the ethnic groups moved out their food stocks, paired them with monkey wine, and held a farewell party for Luo and his party.

The world is full of banquets, and finally the fun is over, and it will be scattered.

After returning to the courtyard, Bi Siji suddenly said, "Do you want to fight?"

Her cheeks were red and she was slightly drunk, but when she said this, she was a little serious.

Luo also drank a lot of wine at night. After all, it was the monkey wine that he got from Lin Nie, so people who didn't like wine could immediately like it.

After listening to Bisji's proposal, he was silent for a moment, then nodded and said back: "Okay."

On the side, Bruna was floating in mid-air, unable to understand the conversation, while Dongba looked slightly surprised as a deer.

It's a very young age, and the old witch and the catastrophe are going to have a fight. Now there is a good show.

When he thought of this, he suddenly regretted why he didn't pack some meat back.

Under Luo's magnanimous writings, the settlements of the races have been greatly changed and expanded. In addition to the orderly arrangement of the buildings, a large area of ​​vacant land has also been set aside, which is a thoughtful move in consideration of the future of the races.

That vacant lot is a good competition venue.

When the three came to the open space, the black cat also wanted to watch the excitement, but Luo directly stuffed it back. After all, when the black cat turned into a coat of arms on the back of his hand, it could add many unexpected tactical functions to Luo, such as suddenly taking out a weapon.

Dongba and Bruna were in the field battle, Luo and Bi Siji stood opposite each other in the field, separated by a hundred meters.

The aura changes from static to dynamic, from weak to strong, and finally rises without wind.

The Mind Power aura with strong personal characteristics was covered on the body, separated by a hundred meters, quietly colliding with each other in silence.

Outside the court, Dongba was frightened. When he saw Luo grind the stone into powder two days ago, he felt that Luo's strength was terrifying. At this moment, he saw the collision of Siji and Luo's auras, and he had a more direct impact. Senses.

He seemed to see the gap, he stood at the foot of the mountain, and they stood on the top of the mountain submerged in the clouds.

The battle is on the verge and then ends.

Dozens of rounds? Still hundreds of rounds?

It doesn't matter anymore, the result is just like Bi Siji's self emotion two days ago.

The next day was also the occasion of leaving.

He decided to send them three white silkworms, but Luo Wan rejected them. After all, the white silkworms are the capital of the ethnic group, and each one is precious.

Luo refused the white silkworm, but asked Lifetime to ask for Fosun stones. He didn't ask too much, and only said five. As a result, the whole group decided to give Luo ten Fosun stones.

The enthusiasm was difficult, and Luo accepted it.

They were gone, and the people of the races watched their departure outside the Wenshi Cave.

Nowadays, the family-by-clan settlement has expanded, and the tribe and the white silkworms have a lot of room for development, and sooner or later they will grow up. In this dark underground world, their future may have become a white tomorrow.

Two days after Luo and the others left, a man in a black robe came to visit.

"Don't move forward, just stop there." The ethnic group guarding behind the stone gate, holding a long spear forged from stone, still politely drank the black robe man.

When they spoke, they used the common language taught by Luo, because they felt that the black-robed people were probably outsiders. If it weren't for Luo's influence, they wouldn't be so polite at the moment.

Hearing that the language spoken by the ethnic group was the lingua franca, the black-robed man raised his head slightly, and a pair of black and white eyes flashed across a pair of different colors in the shadow.

He was silent for a while, then he untied a little thing from the hair **** in the back of his head, held it in his hand for the gatekeeper to look at~www.wuxiaspot.com~The little thing was a bony ring hair hoop.

The goalkeeper looked at each other when he saw the headband.

After a while, Shimen opened and the black robe man walked in.

After entering the residence, the black-robed man looked at a scene completely different from the one in his memory, his thoughts paused, and his eyes stayed for a long time on the obvious knife marks on the rock wall of the cave roof.

Afterwards, he continued to dig deeper and saw the courtyard building with a strong style.

He stopped there, shaking his mind several times without making any waves over the years.

He was silent, he was puzzled.

Then, he saw several mahjong tables, each with four people, the sound produced by the collision of the stones sounded quite pleasing, and not far away there was someone playing a chess game that he didn't know.

He watched there for a long time, and not far from him, there were survivors and several older clansmen, who watched the black-robed man carefully from the side.

After a long time, the black-robed man asked, "Where is Zhucang?"

Zhucang is the name of the patriarch, and the Heipao people use lingua franca when questioning.

He knows the language of each ethnic group, but chooses the lingua franca because he knows that the ethnic group now speaks lingua franca.

Someone has been here, he is sure.

Hearing the problem of the black-robed man, everyone looked at each other, and finally stood out one by one, and replied: "The patriarch died more than two years ago."

The black-robed man was startled when he heard the words, and said in a low voice, "No."

In his pocket, there is a nitoromi.

Ten minutes later, he led the black-robed man to a place one by one.

The black-robed man looked at the exquisite urn and remained silent.

From the gatekeeper who can speak lingua franca, the knife marks left by the expansion of the stone cave, the courtyard with a strong architectural style, even the children of each family can speak lingua franca, unknown entertainment, and finally to the urn of Zhucang .

To be honest, he was a little confused.