A full moon like a silver plate hung in the dark blue sky, and its clear light flowed over the dark reefs like flowing water, immersing the entire coast in a hazy glow.

The waves hit the beach, making a dull and rhythmic roar, like the breath of the earth, intertwined with the crackling sound of the campfire.

A group of ancient people wearing animal skins sat around a campfire.

The dancing flames illuminated their angular faces and the surrounding wooden poles with crude carvings of black ice wolves.

The witch is not here.

Sang is recognized by the tribe as the next generation of witch, so it is natural that she should be the one to draw the pattern on the mast.

Sang Tian learned witchcraft from the witch every day, and had watched the witch draw this pattern a hundred times, if not a thousand times.

It is still possible to copy others.

It's just a lot rougher, and its momentum is not even a little bit worse.

Flames licked the prey on the rocks, and amidst the sizzling sound of dripping fat, the fire was filled with sizzling food. There was also a pot of shrimp, seaweed, and white mushroom soup.

Lei led them.

Officially complete the oath.

Waves of sonorous echoes rippled among the waves.

From this point on, there was no turning back.

in the dark……

A sinister and vicious look stared at the tribesmen around him who had compromised, filled with hatred and disdain.

……

They forced themselves to sit down despite their dizzy heads and have dinner with Tianlang.

Sang Tian and Miao went together to scoop soup for the tribesmen.

When the animals saw that it was time for dinner, they immediately stopped misbehaving and ran back from the distant beach.

Sang Tian just scooped out a spoonful of shrimp soup and poured it into the bowl.

Sudden.

A quick rustling sound rang in my ears.

The glossy black shadow shot out like an arrow.

It's Xiaohei!

Its flat head was in front, its body stretched straight, sweeping across with a gust of fishy air. The snake's midsection swung violently, like a whip, lashing out fiercely at the edge of the bowl.

There was a crisp "clang" sound, and the pottery bowl turned over.

The boiling soup mixed with seaweed shreds splashed everywhere.

But in the blink of an eye, its body drew a twisting arc in the air and landed steadily on the gravel.

Lei's side also noticed this change and stood up.

Xiao Hei's eyes turned, and he immediately rushed towards the crowd with his tongue out fiercely.

It seems like he is looking for someone.

All that was left was an overturned empty bowl and a messy soup stain on the floor, still steaming slightly.

Xiao Xuan also rushed over at this moment.

It rushed towards the pot of hot soup, arched its body, opened its bloody mouth and spit out its snake tongue.

It's completely different from the usual appearance of my dear family!

Sang Tian's eyes darkened.

Someone must have added something to this soup!

This is why Xiao Hei and Xiao Xuan reacted so strongly.

The only other people who can be so sensitive to poison are Wu and the little poison boy Yin.

It’s Xiao Hei and Xiao Xuan!

They already had an unusual sense of smell when they were in the bamboo mountain, and now they follow Yin, Wu and Sang every day.

Every day I watch people raising poisonous insects, making poisons, and picking poisonous herbs from mulberry trees.

His ability to detect poison is frighteningly high.

Although Sang Tian also knows a lot of poisonous weeds and can get system prompts.

But it's not yet time to be able to sense the presence of poison just by smell.

Only then did Sang Tian bring the wooden spoon to her lips.

Suddenly, the tip of my nose caught a very faint bitter smell that did not belong to the soup.

His pupils suddenly shrank, as if pricked by an invisible needle. His gaze, which had been warm just now, froze in an instant, and his eyelashes trembled slightly due to the sudden alertness.

This is!

Bones and beards!

It was a kind of neurotoxic weed taught to her by the witch.

In a short period of time, the person's limbs will become weak and they will collapse to the ground! They will be at the mercy of others! If the antidote is not found within a few hours, the whole body will become stiff and die!

Lei rushed over immediately.

The tense atmosphere made others realize that something was wrong, and they quickly followed behind.

Sang told him the function of the bone whiskers.

Lei's vigilance lit up like a cold star, his eyes fixed on the seaweed floating in the bowl.

Something in the depths of his eyes was rapidly cooling and freezing, and even the side of his eyes looking around him were filled with a layer of coldness.

A huge wave of excitement arose among the crowd behind Lei.

The coastal tribes are especially worried at this moment.

After all, they were outsiders and had just suffered three months of hardship, so they were the most suspicious.

Que is old and weak.

Only then was he helped over by He.

After all, she was a witch who was in charge of the sacrifices at the trade fair, so she could tell what was added to the soup just by smelling it.

It seemed as if the gentle gaze just now was now covered with sharp ice edges inch by inch.

Que seemed to have thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he immediately reached into the animal skin bag at his waist.

But... I didn't touch anything.

Just as Que was frowning, feeling extremely flustered and wanting to explain to Lei.

A scream came from the beach in front of the distant reef.

Everyone looked for the sound.

Si was seen lying on the ground, entangled by a python, with the entire thick body of the snake piled up and pressed against him. The body of the snake was still twisting and turning.

The pain of tearing and twisting made Si scream continuously.

Look like this.

Everyone understands everything...

Que's face turned pale, filled with shame and anger, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood. The other coastal tribes also understood that Si must have used some tricks, and now they all lowered their heads in shame.

And Si must have wanted to escape when the moon was dark and the wind was strong.

Lei's expression was grim and unsightly, a powerful presence even without anger. Every step he took carried the pressure of a Hittite, his murderous intent captivating everyone.

After getting closer, Xiao Hei bared his teeth and let go of Si, leaving the venue to the leader.

Si got a chance to catch his breath, coughing heavily as he breathed in fresh air.

Que also rushed over and poked Si in the heart with his crutch.

Talk while pressing.

"That's the Bone Whiskers! How dare you be so bold as to steal it!

Do you want us all to die? "

Si's face turned a strange purple-blue due to lack of oxygen.

He said viciously with a weird smile on his face.

"Just because you're a wimp doesn't mean I am one too!

As a witch, I was completely clueless for three consecutive months. I could only bow my head and lower my head with my people!

The wisdom of the coastal tribes has been completely defeated by you!

Yes! I not only want Tianlang to die! I want you to die too!

No backbone at all!"

Que's face and neck flushed red with anger, and his blood vessels bulged. The words got stuck in his throat, and only coughs could be heard.

The sea breeze blew across the bonfire with a salty and humid smell, rolling the sparks into the night sky, merging with the stars, as if the flames on the ground were competing with the stars in the sky.

Just at this moment.

A sharp edge lit up.

It was like a silver thread that suddenly tore through the twilight, so fast that one could not see its trajectory.

Cang's wrist sank slightly, and the iron sword popped out from his waist. His fingertips just lightly twisted on the hilt, and the sword body pierced out with a sharp roar that broke through the air.

The tip of the sword landed precisely in the most vulnerable gap in Si's neck.

"Ho-"

Si never thought that he would be killed by a sword.

A dull sound came from his throat.

The next moment, Cang turned his wrist, and the long sword was retracted into the sheath with a very faint drop of blood. His movement was so smooth that it seemed as if it had never been drawn out.

Si froze in place, only making a hoarse sound from his throat. His eyes were wide open, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hands.

He died on the spot.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Lei Mu said.

"If you don't want to, stand up now. I'll let you go! I won't force you to stay!"

The voice just fell.

The coastal tribes were stunned by this sudden change.

I just said I wanted to join Sirius, but one of their members poisoned me!

What is this!

It’s a good thing that Tianlang didn’t give in!

Now you're saying let them go...

Sure enough, three scarfaces looked at each other.

gone.

But... with their current physical strength, they might faint before they can even get out of this forest...

"Where are the rest of the people?"

No one answered.

“Tianlang gave you a chance… now that you’ve made your choice.

If you betray Tianlang in the future.

Si, this is the end!"

The others all lowered their heads and answered yes...

They have always known Tianlang's methods.

They are not soft sheep.

It's just that it's not usually visible.

They have the means and strength to turn the coastal areas upside down.

Tianlang can turn a tribe of more than 80 people into a tribe of thousands of people in half a year.

The strength can be imagined.

……

The salt-making period in March has arrived.

Immediately afterwards...

Tianlang, it's time to lead the Autumn Trade Fair...

What's more, the tribe that is most suitable for making salt for Tianlang...

Already found...

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