"&Amp;*!"

The panting grass roots were surrounded by seven or eight people from the Teng Snake tribe holding weapons.

Frightened, he screamed, trying to communicate with these uninvited guests and let them leave.

However, what greeted him was a stick smashed from behind.

A heavy stick fell, the grass roots howled in pain, and immediately fell to the ground.

Before he got up from the ground, the rest of the crowd rushed to crush him to the ground.

Then he twisted it roughly, tied it with a rope, and went to the witch and the three leaders of the Teng Snake Tribe standing under the pine tree.

Grassroots struggled to escape, but he was only greeted with a relentless beating.

After so many times, with a long nosebleed, he didn't dare to struggle any more.

The horrified grassroots were taken under the pine tree. He peeped into the distance, hoping that his two tribesmen would escape from these very evil people.

However, his wish fell through once again.

Before long, the two tribesmen who had fled to different directions were knocked to the ground and then brought over.

One of them, with a serious injury on his thigh, screamed in pain, blood flowing all the way...

"%￥%@!"

The witch of Teng Snake Tribe took a look at the man who had suffered a serious injury on his leg and turned pale due to pain and blood loss, and said aloud something that the grassroots did not understand.

Then the extremely strong, long-looking man who seemed to be a leader came over, took out a knife made of bone from his waist, and applied force to the injured person who was shaking with fear. Stabbed up!

The screams sounded, and the pain and fear made this person struggle hard, however, he was held down by several people so hard that he could not move at all.

"puff!"

The bone knife was pulled out, and the dark red blood shot out, and the three leaders of the Tengshe tribe directly leaned over, squatted on the wound, and drank.

Seeing this scene, Grassroots trembled all over, like sifting chaff.

What frightened him even more happened.

After drinking a few mouthfuls of blood, the three leaders of the Tengshe tribe stood up and threw the bone knife in their hands to the grassroots another member of the same tribe who was completely frightened.

Then he pointed to the person who was already limp on the ground in fright, and pointed to his own mouth, motioning him to repeat his actions.

The grassroots people have also been frightened, but there is still some sense.

He stood there, trembling, and did not move for a while.

"#￥￥#!"

The three leaders of the Teng Snake tribe said something angrily, and then slammed a stick on the man's leg. The man screamed and fell to the ground.

Then he got up again.

"#￥%!"

The three leaders of the Teng Snake tribe with blood on their mouths continued to talk threateningly, pointing at the bone knife in the hand of the grassroots companion, and then at another injured person.

Seeing that the man was still not moving, he took a stone spear and a bone spear at his hand from one side, took a stone spear, clicked on the grass-roots companion's chest, and continued to make an angry voice.

Grassroots couldn't understand this man, but he knew what he meant.

If his companion does not follow the words of this extremely evil person, he will directly kill him with a stone spear!

Obviously, the grassroots companion also understood this meaning, his body was shaking more, but his footsteps moved slowly.

After a while, a scream sounded again.

Seeing the companion lying on the ground, like a beast, sucking the blood of his companion, the grassroots was terrified to the extreme.

He wanted to run, wanted to shout, but he couldn't do anything...

When the bone knife was thrown under his feet, the grassroots was completely covered.

He wanted to stand still here, but his body bent down involuntarily, picking up the bone knife in his hand.

Then walked towards his companion step by step.

Looking at his weak companion with pleading and fearful eyes, he wanted to throw the bone knife away, or turn around to kill these people. However, the bone knife eventually stabbed his companion's thigh fiercely...

Grassroots stood here blankly, with blood on his mouth and hands.

This salty blood is a bit like the water named ‘Salt’ that was transported by people from that black tribe.

The companion died, and no blood came out of his body when he died.

Those wide-open eyes made Grassroots feel terrified.

But he soon ceased to be afraid, because his companion was separated by these evil people with stone knives and bone knives, and flames ignited here...

Grassroots mouth moved unconsciously, and he was chewing a piece of meat.

It was a bit salty, like the meat he had eaten in the tribe, sprinkled with salt.

Looking at the white bones on the ground, Grassroots felt like he had a dream.

He vaguely remembered that when the weather was cold last year and the tribe didn't have much food, his companion once said that he wanted to kill him and eat it as food.

Who would have thought that now, I would actually eat him...

The grassroots, who felt that the whole person was dizzy, felt that there was nothing to scare him. However, as the group of people walked forward for a while, he became scared again.

Because he suddenly realized that all their directions now lead to their own tribe!

He also had another companion who didn't lead the way. How could these people walk toward their tribe impartially?

"%...&Amp;!"

He shouted loudly, trying to make these people stop, but he got nothing except two sticks.

These people still kept walking in the direction of their tribe under their feet.

Grassroots is frightened and angry, but there is no way...

Two big-tailed squirrels that were smoky and weeping ~lightnovelpub.net~ came out of the tree hole, hugged and squatted on the pine branches, rejoicing for the departure of the terrible group of hairless monkeys... …

The sun was a bit west, and the grassroots approached the tribe step by step. In the past, he would be very happy to return to the tribe, especially when he had enough prey.

However, this time he returned to the tribe for no reason. If possible, he would like to run away from the tribe...

The sunlight that appeared to be a little soft, sprinkled through the gaps in the trees on the mouth of an inconspicuous cave.

Several naked minor primitive people are playing here.

A little further away, some people who are not very strong are digging wild herbs and picking fruits.

"%...#￥!"

The taller minor primitives saw a group of people coming from a distance and couldn't help cheering. He thought this was the return of a tribe from hunting...