MTL - Bestial Blade-Chapter 33 Natural disaster

Mountain stream said a "step", Huayi immediately thought a lot.

This area is actually a plain that stretches out from the middle of the two mountain passes, and then the topography rises again, partly upwards, plunging into the dense forest and entering a relatively gentle place-this is where the Jushan tribe is now Another part of the place is low, facing the valley, running out is a thousand miles in the wilderness.

Huayi bowed his head and groaned, but Solaim grabbed a large amount of baked taro from Changan's plate, shoved it shamelessly, interrupting his thinking.

"What are you thinking?" He asked with a smile on his face, coldly, "do you think we are high, so are you going to accept them?"

Huayi is cautious and the city is quite deep, but in fact the reaction is not as fast as Solem, he has just figured out the key points of the problem. When he began to think, Solem quickly choked off his Thinking, Huayi simply pretended to be stupid, "Yes, isn't it?"

"Do you want to keep the wolves in our backyard?" Said Solem.

Huayi asked, "Black Hawks can come in, why can't they?"

Solem: "The rest of the Blackhawk are men, only one woman is still underage, and their tribe is destroyed. It is very difficult for these people to rejuvenate, and they cannot become a ghost tribe by robbing others. To survive, you can only rely on other tribes. But the other tribes that migrated are different. They are full of men and women, young and old, and they will always be attentive and want to replace your leader! "

Huayi frowned.

"Well, you can listen to me this time!" Solaim sighed long. When he was a dead guest, he was always the think tank of Huayi. When talking about it, he would talk. It ’s very rude, but it ’s always just a moment, his tone will soften again, “It is enough to have a tribe in this forest, and we ca n’t feed so many people. We have just stabilized ourselves, and we have nothing to do with others Life and death? When the river just washed out of the river, they all knew that the land on both sides of the river was fertile. Since they had occupied that fertile area for so many years, shouldn't they have to bear the danger brought by fertility accordingly? "

His words sounded very reasonable. Lu Quan and Shanxi listened, just watching Huayi silently, waiting for his judgment.

Huayi did not answer immediately, but just waved his hand: "I think again. Tomorrow morning, the hunters will not go out and call the elders. We will talk about it at that time."

Solimu turned his eyes and saw that he didn't want to discuss more. He never thought about it, he would look at people's winks, and it would stop when he stopped talking. He stood up, walked out, and gave Changan the entire plate After leaving, he said politely, "I will wash you tomorrow and send it back."

"..." Chang'an was silent for a moment before finally saying, "You're welcome."

Solimu narrowed his neck and stumbled away with taro slices.

Lu Quan hummed, "I'm gone too."

Instead, it was Shanxi, who looked at Chang'an curiously and said, "Little brother, it's okay not to be alone in the house alone, and go out and play with everyone."

Chang'an looked up at him.

Shanxi was enthusiastic and said with a smile: "It's getting colder and colder every day nowadays, when you go out, there will be fewer, when there will be horses, horses and other girls, and chasing girls Lips, kicked into the river by the girls, it was fun. "

Chang'an couldn't imagine what fun it would be to see others kicked into the river by the girls one by one, but felt that he was kind and had to nod "um".

The three men left one after another, and Chang'an turned his head to look at Huayi. What he thought was all in one face, and Huayi immediately understood his question—why didn't you leave?

This is going to be a hit.

Huayi smiled, and suddenly whispered to him, "Look? What do you think I should do?"

For a while, Chang'an knew that these things were the so-called "big events in the tribe." Although he couldn't see where they were "big", others attached great importance to them. No one had ever talked to him about any "big event", and Chang'an felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if someone had handed a shaky and important porcelain bowl to him.

He couldn't help but sit up straight.

However, sitting upright is not helpful for thinking. Chang'an tried to give him a high opinion. As a result, he had to admit that he didn't even have a “low opinion”. He frowned and groaned for a long while before he finally managed to say a word and asked, "Do you want more people, do you think this place is too small?"

Huayi was asking casually, but he didn't expect to be suddenly surprised by what he thought. He asked, "How do you know?"

Chang'an Road: "Did you not say‘ Let our warriors step across the northern continent, no one dares to stop, there are no more enemies on the continent ’?”

For a while, Huayi shook his head and laughed: "Dare to say that the blind cat has encountered a dead mouse, alas, in this scene, you can take it seriously, you little sister-in-law ..."

He smiled reluctantly, probably only Huayi himself knew those scenes.

Huayi always felt that Chang'an was a bit unreasonable and lacked common sense. Until then, it was a little creepy. He always wants to hide himself, for this he talks a lot of nonsense every day, and talks too much, but always reveals the clues that he doesn't pay attention to, and he can conceal others, but he can't conceal such things. People.

In the eyes of Chang'an, Huayi was sitting on a needle felt, so he hurriedly took a little thing out of his arms and shoved it into Chang'an's hand-it was a small red stone, worn with a rope, and the stone was round, like a long The shape that was held by someone in their hands and grinded, held in their hands, made people feel that the stones themselves were heating, very warm.

"It's cold, take it to play." Huayi ran away in a panic after saying this.

It's a pity that unlucky things are coming, and people don't always wait for people to have time to prepare.

This day is more sulking than in the past, otherwise Changan will not even leave the house. In the evening, this suffocation will become even more difficult to handle. How can Changan be unable to sleep, as if someone used a hundreds of pounds of sledgehammer It was the same as squeezing his chest, no need to look, he also knew that his lips must be blue at this time.

The temple was beating abruptly. He could not bear it, and turned up from the bed suddenly, sitting next to the bed, his eyes turned black instantly, and he sat for a long time before he eased over.

Only then did Chang'an find out that his little slave, Luda, did not know when he was awake, and was sitting on the floor and watching him.

"You sleep," Changan whispered, "I go out and turn around."

As soon as he stepped on the ground, he found that his legs were a little soft, and Chang'an had to drag his knife across the bed. Dadaochu was very stable on the ground, so he held the handle and used it as a crutch. He slowly walked out of the room and stood in the yard for a while.

But it was still stuffy outside. The surrounding area seemed to be shrouded in turbid matter, and there was no fresh air at all. The sky was overcast, and it seemed to be carrying a heavy rain.

Chang'an stood there with a slight bow on his shoulder, took a deep breath while pressing his chest, and he was dizzy and dazzled. He slowly crouched down with the handle and turned out the herbal leaves hanging in the yard. And without smashing it, just plug it into your mouth.

With a mouthful of bitter taste, Chang'an simply sat down on the wall kneeling against the wall, closed his eyes and raised his head, waiting for the dizziness caused by this ignorance, but at this moment, the ground suddenly shook and Chang'an ate Surprised, I didn't have time to figure out what was going on. I instinctively held his knife and rolled away from the corner. The small stone yard courtyard collapsed for a short while.

A flash of lightning suddenly cut through the gloomy sky. The thunderous thunder had not yet finished. The thunderous thunder had exploded in human ears, and a large group of flying birds screamed gliding past the extremely low ground.

Chang'an knew it was an earthquake. He had already experienced it once, and he didn't panic, and this time the shaking was not very violent, and soon calmed down. Except for the section of the courtyard, which was not very strong, The house can't see any problems.

Ruda rushed out of the room like a frightened little animal, rushed to the hospital, and plunged into Changan's arms, knocking him back two steps.

Thunder thunders one after another, lightning strikes the ground one after another, and Chang'an feels the ground tremble slightly. He can't tell whether this is the aftermath of the earthquake or the effect of thunder.

The human voice began to spread from the night, and the vigil orc knocked on the door one by one, knocked everyone out, and came to Chang'an. Before the guards had time to speak, they heard a roar at the same time, it seemed very close.

The guard changed his face and quickly said, "It's the wolves!"

The wolves in the forest are usually not very large and cunning. They only occasionally steal food from the tribe when it is the coldest and the most lacking in food every year. It is also risking their lives and being guarded. The orcs caught him, and couldn't run a peeling cramp, and never had such a blatant approach to a human tribe.

Chang'an suddenly turned around, and saw four or five big wolves with green eyes, and raised his head from the collapsed courtyard wall, his mouth slightly open, and his steps disorderly.

The guard turned into a beast and roared loudly at the wolves.

Even the size of the big wolf is not enough to look at compared to the orc's beast shape. Sure enough, the small group of wolves saw the giant beast and flinched a little, but at this moment, a tiger came in the distant forest. Roar.

The leading wolf suddenly ignored it, and strode towards them, leaping into an old high, but volley jumped from the courtyard wall, and the other big wolves followed closely behind.

The four or five murderous wolves rushed at first, and the hair of the orc guard almost exploded, showing his fangs neatly, but Chang'an didn't move, he just pinched the little slave in his arms. Below, quietly holding his knife, stood there, looking thoughtfully at the big wolves and passing them by.

His judgment was correct, these beasts did not come to attack people, but to escape.

The guard frightened a cold sweat, restored the human form, and exhaled: "Chang'an brothers, you are calm enough, better than me. I'm going to inform others. You must take your weapon to find the leader. It may be a major event! "

The wind was blowing from deep in the forest, thunder continued, and the pain and numbness in Chang'an's chest became more and more obvious. He frowned and said to the little slave, "Bring me the herbs and follow me. "

He smelled the **** smell of familiar blood drifting from the wind, and stuffed all the herbs from the little slave into his arms, like a ferocious goat, stuffed a lot of leaves into his mouth, and then one hand Holding the knife, he grabbed the little slave and strode out—something came.