Crossing the famine: The hunter's wife has good farmland

Fu Cang actually asked for Mo Xiaonian's opinion. Yue Lu and Feng Ming looked at each other and for the first time became interested in this woman of unknown origin picked up by Hunter Wang.

Mo Xiaonian didn't feel flattered at all. She was so anxious that she tightened the animal skin on her body and said sullenly, "Brother Fu Cang, you are absolutely right. The flood is coming soon. Let's run!"

Fu Cang nodded, raised his arm and shouted: "Everyone in the tribe, follow me, protect the elderly and children in the middle, one by one, and don't fall behind! Shitou, you take the chief elder, sickle, you protect the high priest and Hongling and follow behind me, Baiji, Baozi and Qingxi, you walk at the end of the team, always pay attention to the situation behind you, and make sure no one is left behind!"

After Fu Cang said these words, he ran away with Mo Xiaonian on his back. The warriors in the tribe followed Fu Cang's arrangements and protected the people in the tribe and began to escape in an orderly manner.

Just at this moment, a discordant voice was heard.

Shuanghua, who had been silent all this time, suddenly shouted.

"Are we just leaving like this? Don't you want to leave your home? I don't believe there will be a flash flood! There are still so many things at home. I have to go back and take out all the valuables!"

After saying this, Shuanghua squeezed out of the crowd, ran back to her home and started packing her things.

Her action caused great commotion in the team.

All those people who came out just now were in a hurry. Only a few families took out some belongings as Fu Cang said. The rest of them ran out empty-handed. Now seeing Shuanghua going back to pack up, many people also started running home, planning to pack up some valuables and take them with them, so that they could feel at ease.

Mo Xiaonian secretly rolled her eyes and cursed these people for being idiots. They were about to lose their lives but still cared about the little belongings at home.

Just when Mo Xiaonian wanted to urge Fu Cang again, she suddenly heard some very strange sounds in her ears, like muffled thunder, sounding in a very far place.

Not only Mo Xiaonian heard the voice, but Fu Cang and the Great Elder also heard it.

Although they still hadn't figured out what the sound was, their years of hunting had given them a keen intuition about danger. They both shouted at almost the same time, "A flash flood is coming! Run!"

Fu Cang gritted his teeth and didn't care about those people who went home secretly to get things, because he was the strongest warrior in the tribe, he needed to run in front and lead these people out of danger, so Fu Cang ran out without hesitation, and shouted for Shitou and others to follow him.

Shitou helped Yuelu up. Scythe's leg was still wrapped in gauze, but he was also a very strong warrior, and this minor injury was nothing at the moment. He pushed Fengming's shoulder hard.

"High Priest, follow up!"

Feng Ming didn't want to agree with Mo Xiaonian's words, but he also heard the rumbling sound. He gritted his teeth, grabbed Hong Ling and started running.

Shuanghua and those who went home to get things also heard the noise getting closer. They then felt scared and ran out in panic.

Fu Cang had already led his men towards the middle of the mountain.

Days of heavy rain had made the road on the mountain very muddy, wet and slippery, but the coming of danger had unleashed their huge potential. Mo Xiaonian felt that Fu Cang was like a sturdy adult leopard running in the woods. All she could feel was the whistling wind and the raindrops that made it impossible for her to open her eyes.

There were no stars or moon tonight, and the forest was pitch black, with only the occasional flash of lightning lighting their way.

Shuanghua is already at the back.

Her damn man was only concerned about escaping when danger came and didn't even wait for her.

Another thunder flashed, and when Shuanghua looked back, she saw a huge mud dragon rolling towards them from afar, destroying and submerging everything in its path. Now it had arrived at their home, and in just a moment, it had knocked down and submerged their house.

Shuanghua screamed in fright when she saw this scene.

She had never imagined that there would be such a devastating disaster in this world. If she stayed in the house, she would have no chance of survival.

Fear made her unleash her huge potential. She threw away all the belongings in her hand, then climbed up the mountain using her hands and feet, shouting as she climbed.

"A flash flood is coming! If you run slowly you will die!"

Everyone in the tribe ran for their lives, even the elderly and children ran very fast.

They are now racing against time for their lives. As they are good at hunting, they see this as a battle. If they can't escape, they will die. It's that simple.

Fu Cang was carrying Mo Xiaonian on his back and holding Yuelu in his hand. Even so, he was still running the fastest. He had to look back from time to time to see the situation behind him and wait for the people behind him.

They had now run to the halfway point of the mountain, but the mountain torrents behind were fierce. Fu Cang estimated that this position was not safe, so he continued to run up the mountain.

It was Mo Xiaonian's first time to experience such an exciting escape. She was terribly cold at the beginning, but now she was sweating all over. She was completely nervous.

I don't know when the rain stopped. Mo Xiaonian put away the leather on his head and was surprised to find that the east had turned from pitch black to blue.

Before I knew it, it was dawn.

Fu Cang has already run to the top of the mountain.

He took two breaths and put Mo Xiaonian down.

There was no way they could escape from the canyon and they could only take refuge on the top of the mountain temporarily.

"You stay here with the Great Elder and the High Priest. I will go and meet the villagers behind us."

"Oh, go ahead and be safe!"

Mo Xiaonian was polite for a moment, and then she felt someone grabbing her arm.

When Mo Xiaonian turned around, she met Yue Lu's gaze that was full of kindness and inquiry.

“Don’t worry, kid. Fu Cang is the most powerful warrior in our tribe. He will be fine.

"It's all thanks to your early warning that we had today. Otherwise, all of us in the Moonfall Tribe would have been wiped out in our sleep. Child, I want to ask you, how did you know about the flash flood?"

Fengming and Hongling had also run up. When they heard Yuelu's question, they looked at her unfriendlyly.

Mo Xiaonian's mind worked very quickly, and without much thought, he said to Yue Lu: "Great Elder, this matter is still very mysterious. I had a dream. In the dream, I saw a mountain torrent rolling in, destroying all our houses and flooding the entire canyon. I was awakened all of a sudden.

I know that what I said is really unbelievable, but the situation was too tense at the time. Fortunately, Brother Fu Cang and you were willing to believe me, so we didn't suffer a devastating disaster!"