Sunset at dusk.

The battle that lasted all day ended.

In the afterglow, everyone began to clean the battlefield skillfully.

The exhausted Xicheng warriors dragged the surviving fierce beast to Xiu's side. The huge body of the fierce beast surrounded her like mountains.

Holding the bone stick in his right hand, the white light of his left hand gathered together, absorbing the vitality of the fierce beasts around him in a large area, without any waste. After converging into a ball of light, Xiguang, full of life, submerged into the warrior's body, repairing the ruined body.

There were not enough fierce beasts alive, so he began to use his magic power.

She had been fighting for a day, she was tired, her head was tingling, her hand holding the bone stick was stiff, and her eyelashes were drooping with fatigue.

The Xicheng warriors sensed her exhaustion and hesitated, unwilling to come up for treatment, frowning, and beckoning to a Xicheng warrior whose skin was almost melted by the venom, beckoning him to come quickly.

The slightly injured Xicheng fighters were on the periphery.

They are eating.

After fighting for a whole day, they were almost starving to death.

"Emm, these clan people are really hungry. I am so hungry that my legs are weak. They still have a leisurely mind to drag back to the territory and eat slowly..." Cone sat weakly against a giant toad with his faint look. Looking at the battlefield next door.

The clan warriors over there dragged the dead beast to the territory like ants.

The battlefield is several kilometers away from the territory.

Cangpan was also weak, lying on the corpse of a giant toad, rolling his eyes, his voice floated: "Let's leave these guys alone, we can't compare with them for the time being, just eat on the spot, I'm so hungry that my eyes are green."

He took out the short knife, the blade cut the flesh of the toad's leg, and then looked fiercely, it was a big bite like a wolf chewing.

A mouthful of the smelly toad's leg meat, his stomach shrunk from hunger was finally stretched, Cangpan was about to cry, and he sighed, "I'm alive--" He didn't know how many years he had not been hungry.

The cone also took out the dagger tremblingly.

After the high-intensity battle, the muscles of the whole body were sore, especially the arms and wrists, the muscles jumped suddenly and the fingers were shaking.

Zhuo randomly cut two large pieces of leg meat and took out the flint from his arms.

Cangpan buried his face in the legs of the toad. When he was gnawing, he caught sight of the movement of the cone, and he was suddenly admired. He chewed the meat and said in a vague voice, "Be careful, and even roast it?"

Zhuo replied solemnly: "Xicheng's integrity cannot be lost."

Cangpan lifted his dirty face from Toad's legs: "Ah, what?"

"The integrity of the food court."

Cangpan was amused, shoulders shrugged, tired and vaguely laughed, waited for the raw toad meat in his mouth to swallow his stomach, and said weakly, "Yes, we can't take the day back. We Xicheng people can't eat like this. Don't pay attention to it."

Only when they were in the Black Ridge Mountains did they eat meat. The people in Xicheng ate everything exquisite and delicious, and other tribes only envied it.

So two guys who were too tired to be hungry got together, surrounded the burning flint, embarrassedly started roasting toad legs.

Broken Ling stepped on Broken Ling Eagle and dropped a large bundle of dead branches and grass that he didn't know where to get.

He didn't go for treatment either, but it seemed to be in a much better state than the cone and the warehouse. He stood neatly on the campfire, peeled, cut, sliced, and skewered without shaking his hands.

Three people got together to barbecue.

Duan Ling put on the fire expressionlessly, and when the meat was three-way cooked, he immediately took out the seasoning pot and sprinkled the seasoning.

"Where is your jar?" Zhuo said curiously.

Duan Ling: "Yeah."

Zhu Xihe raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I was replaced on the first day after coming here, good guy, two king beast cores are exchanged for a seasoning jar. The clan people really don't treat beast cores as beast cores."

Cangpan glanced at him sympathetically: "Mine has been replaced by a great waste relic seed core."

Cone was taken aback, staring at him dumbfounded.

"Really?"

"I'm bored to lie to you?"

She covered her face dejectedly, and was enveloped in sadness.

"He's Eminem, it's a loss."

Sitting cross-legged on the gravel ground, Cang looked up at the huge **** sunset that was slowly sinking, and his voice was ethereal: "I also lost. There are beast nuclei everywhere here, and there is nothing unusual about the nucleus of the Great Waste Remains. I brought it from home. The wooden jar that came is precious."

There is no such delicate thing in the clan. Shake and shake, the salt and spices can be evenly sprinkled, and no matter what kind of meat is roasted, it will be fragrant.

Those in the clan grab salt grains with their hands.

"Puff—"

On the giant toad carcass next to it, the Broken Eagle, who was pecking at its meat, screamed, as if echoing.

With a smile, Zhuo rubbed a ball of withered grass and threw it over: "You know?"

Broken Lingying moved a position to avoid the ball of withered grass, and the appearance on the other side was caught off guard. I saw that the right eye of Broken Lingying was empty, without eyeballs, only a deep hole of fresh blood.

Cone's smile froze, and he sighed low.

In this battle, Broken Lingying lost an eyeball.

Eagles are not like human beings. Humans have two eyes on the same plane. If you lose one eye, your combat effectiveness will not decrease too much. The eagle's eyes are on both sides of the head, not one, it is equivalent to half of the world is dark.

And the healer couldn't make his eyes grow back.

Duan Ling was still expressionless, but he dug out the two big eyes of the poisonous toad bloody, and threw it to Duan Ling eagle like a ball.

"You can fight without an eye."

Duan Ling touched its back and comforted it plainly.

"Puff—"

Broken Lingying is as heartless as its owner, happily eating with his eyes.

...

After finally healed all the seriously injured Xicheng warriors, he stood up on his bone stick.

The tulle-like green leaf-vein skirt was gently wafted by the wind, and the blood stains that had been clumped accidentally during the battle shook off like finely divided powder.

"Master Wu Wu." Someone handed her a brass plaque covered in blood.

He wiped his hands with some dust and sweat, silently took the dirty brass plate, and turned to look at the name on the back.

--crack.

She knew that they were strippers of the tribe.

He tightened his fingers, raised his head and asked the person: "Anything else?"

"Gone."

He was visibly relieved with naked eyes. She held a bone cane in her right hand, and a brass plaque in her left hand, walking barefoot on the rough gravel ground, slowly walking towards the clan territory.

Wu's main fatigue is the spirit, but the body is okay.

Most importantly, she wants to go for a while.

Along the way, many clan people greeted her with respect.

"Master Wu Wu!"

"Master Wu Wu is well!"

Some clan members came to give her something: "Master Wu, this piece of meat is for you. It is the spine of a camel~lightnovelpub.net~It's delicious!"

Nodded politely: "Thank you."

The battlefield was too far away from the territory, and she eventually took a warrior's beast before returning to her temporary stone house.

As the great witch, and the great witch who Xicheng came to support, the stone house assigned by Xi was in a very good position. There were no other stone houses within two hundred meters of it, and it was clean and empty.

The front of the stone house is not full of various things such as animal meat and dried wood like other stone houses.

There was only a lonely dwarf tree standing there.

The tree had no leaves, and the dark forked branches were bare, covered with brass signs. The dry west wind blew past, and the dingling rang like a wind chime.

Lai hung up the sign with the word "crack" on the back, and looked up quietly for a while.

In the beginning, it was because the bones of Xicheng warriors were trampled by fierce beasts... It may not be accurate to say that trampling cracks, it should be turned into bone pieces. The bones were too shattered to be brought back to Xicheng, and although the brass city card was crushed and turned into a piece of copper, the characters on the back could be vaguely distinguished.

So someone proposed to use a brass brand instead of bones to bring back to Xicheng.

The corpses of Xicheng soldiers sacrificed at that time were almost unbearable. Few of them could be seen. The bones of the main fighters of the fourth and fifth levels were not as hard as those of the clan fighters. Therefore, Liu has successively received many brass brands.

Later, regardless of whether the corpse was in good condition or not, the brass plaques were handed over to Lai for safekeeping, and Kazuki slowly accumulated.

Ling's light and clear eyes reflected the brass city cards full of tree branches, and the wind blew them endlessly, and Ling's eyes seemed to ripple.

The situation is getting better.

A steady stream of new fighters came from Xicheng, and the eight super tribes also began blood transfusions. Their casualties were getting lower and lower. Today, the tide of fierce beasts is so fierce, but only one Xicheng fighter was damaged.

almost.