The Villain Has Blackened Again

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Chapter 212, burial, scared to cry

Although the words of a certain beast were simple and rude, Nanxun was in a good mood and did not have a general knowledge of it. So she turned a corner and said: "Small eight, the world you picked me, I like it very much, thank you."

A little gossip, "When did I have a bad time for you?"

Nanxun suddenly remembered one thing. He asked Xiaobai and asked him quickly. "Small eight, can the cannibal tribe really eat people? Have you been jealous of me last time? I have been here for so long, never It is also wrong to see that they have eaten people, that is, the rumors of eating raw meat. They only have some people who prefer to eat half-cooked meat."

Xiaoba was silent for a while and said: "Yeah really didn't lie to you. They really ate people. Now they just didn't eat but just didn't meet them."

Nanxun shook his head. "An old man in the previous few days died of illness. The aunts just buried her and didn't eat her at all."

Xiao Ba is hesitant to explain to her why the cannibals do not eat the man, but at this time, the aunts are back.

Nanxun and the women hurriedly greeted them, and the steps were not taken, and the faces of the women changed.

This time the men’s expressions are very wrong. They are very serious, and even one or two are already red-eyed.

The two men carried a man who was covered in blood to the center of the tribe.

The man was obviously bitten by what the beast, the right arm was broken in half, and the left leg was bitten away from the flesh and blood, and it was no longer mad.

Everyone quietly looked at the dead warrior and the atmosphere became extremely depressed.

The warrior's woman and children were all stunned, and the woman wanted to rush, but was stopped by another man who had her possession.

Nanxun's emotions were also lowered by this tragic atmosphere. Perhaps she did not see any casualties after she came, so when she saw someone being bitten by a beast, the sadness and regretful emotions became more intense.

Aunt looked at a group of people and suddenly raised his spear in his hand. He said loudly: "When our cannibal warrior Aray fights with the beast, he is killed. He deserves the highest funeral of our cannibals - funeral! In the future Every day, Are is with us!"

After Nanxun heard the words "food burial", his heart suddenly gave birth to a bad feeling.

Afterwards, she saw with her own eyes that the aunt slammed the head of Alei, cut it down with a knife, and placed his head on a high pile of stones, and Alei’s limbs were cut into pieces by the people. Bake on the grill, wait until the meat is cooked, and everyone will eat it, and eat his meat, even the woman is eating.

Nan Yan’s eyes wide open and his mouth is wide.

The stomach was tumbling, and the feeling of nausea rushed up.

Nanxun ran to the corner and vomited hard.

At the end of the day, even the bile spit out, and the feeling that made her numbness did not fade.

Xiao Ba coughed and added what he had been hesitating to say or not. "In fact, this is the case. The cannibals do not eat the sick and dead people, because these two methods of death are really not strong, they are very revered for food. The warrior who died in war only eats the meat of the warrior."

Nancy is still vomiting, and she vomits her legs are soft.

"Small eight, huh, huh, I actually saw the scene of people eating people. The head was so slammed and slashed by the aunt, and then the humanoid limbs were dismembered for a while, they were roasting companions. The meat, holding the meat that can still see the shape of the arms and legs, is so strong. It’s so disgusting, really disgusting, I really can’t accept it!”

Nanxun just saw that Auntie had directly smashed the majority of her arms. She decided not to let him kiss for half a month. The picture was too irritating.

Xiao Ba expressed deep sympathy. "I wanted to let you follow the gas and drink. I didn't expect you to get together with the leader of the cannibals. It really doesn't blame me."

Nan Yan cried: "I don't blame you, I blame the aunt, why is he the leader of the cannibal!"

Nanxun had wanted to get away with it, but I didn't know which **** suddenly called her name.

She walked over in a vain footstep and found that Axiang was looking at her with a look of disdain. She said to the big guy: "Axi seems to have not eaten meat yet. Why, Axi, do you look down on the warriors who died for food? ?"

Aunt brows tightly, he suddenly came over and pulled Nanxun's hand, and hesitated: "Axi just came, not yet adapted to the customs of our cannibals, this time she did not eat."

A Xiang sneered and laughed: "Auntie, you can't be eccentric because she is your woman. I met the burial the next day after the Axianglai tribe. I didn't want it at first, but why didn't you let it? I will not eat?"

A Xiang dialect, A Bao Leopard followed. "Yeah, you can't be biased by Axi. She is now a tribe of our cannibals and naturally adapts to our customs."

Nan Yan didn't want to be awkward. She also wanted to nod and promised that she could eat human flesh. She really couldn't do it.

Auntie listened to Axiang’s words and looked at the silent people. His expression became serious. He immediately took a piece of barbecue from his own campfire, and he said nothing to the south.

Nanxun stepped back and her mouth closed tightly. She looked at the aunt pitifully and shook her head at him. The little expression was very wrong.

But Auntie was unmoved, and she had pinched her chin in one hand and forced her to open her mouth.

At this time, Nanxun was a collapse, but what made her even more sad was that Auntie actually listened to Axiang’s words and forced her to eat human flesh, even if he snorted in a good manner, but he did not.

Such a solemn funeral burial ceremony made the aunt become unsmiling.

Nanxun numbly opened his mouth and mechanically chewed the human flesh in his mouth.

After a short while, her gaze flashed and she looked at the aunt without a trace.

On the eyes of the man, she saw the gentleness hidden under the indifference.

Auntie fed her is not human flesh, but the beast meat!

Nan Yan wanted to laugh, but she held back.

She said how the aunt might force her.

By the end of the burial, the tribes bowed deeply to the head of the man who was worshipping on the stone pile, and then buried the warrior's cheekbones and human heads in the soil.

After that, everything is still the same, the people began to deal with the food they hunted, and prepared dinner for themselves, as if the **** scene that happened before was all thought out by Nanxun himself.

This evening's barbecue, Nanxun did not eat much, just vomited, hurt her stomach.

In the evening, the aunt held her in her arms, and the rough big palm pressed on her stomach and gently groaned.

"Axi, isn't the funeral thing scared to you?" Aunt asked, with a hint of apology.

Nancy covered his hand on his big palm, indicating that he no longer had to smash it. Then, the tone was gentle and gentle: "Auntie, I am really scared, so don't kiss me for the next month."

I thought I would hear a good understanding of the aunt:...