Poison brother in ancient times

The last ones left are naturally the woman who kept talking and another child who spoke out. The woman's name is Cao Ya, and the child has no name yet.As for those black you fighters who were not rescued, just leave them where they are, whether they are rescued or dragged away by wild beasts, no one cares.

The others still pretended to stay, and the satisfied Bailong twisted and twisted over.

"Okay, stay here and make Bailong and Xiaoqing's food." Bai Rui spoke, and those people knew who Bailong Xiaoqing was referring to, so they had to stand up and run away in a hurry.

Bai Rui looked at their backs, big and small, and clenched his fists tightly.If someone came to the door because of the expansion of the tribe, Bai Ruile's population would be larger, but now they are so small that they can't make up a double-digit number, and they are facing foreign enemies, leaving two people, it should be Norris After the calculation, their abilities are at their maximum. Others know this, and of course Bai Rui also knows it.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little uncomfortable for a while." Bai Rui smiled.

But after the two of them stayed, it became a little troublesome. It turned out that everyone was a combatant, and everyone left after they said they would leave.But there are two more oil bottles, leaving someone to protect them?Sludge beasts and black clay figurines are haunted, and those who stay behind are likely to be in danger.Just take it away?A woman as thin as a stick, a child like a starving ghost, unable to protect herself in battle.

"It's better to just keep the two of them. They are not the target of the attack. The black clay figurines probably won't attack them specifically for them. I will keep two worms to protect them. Ordinary beasts will not pose any danger to them," Bai Rui suggested. .In fact, "probably not" means a [-]% to [-]% possibility. With the racial characteristics of the black clay figurines, they might come here specially to deal with these two women and children who pose no danger at all.But in comparison, it is really the best choice for both parties.

It was uncomfortable just now, but now I can say such words.Bai Rui thought that this could be regarded as clear evidence that he was striding closer to the locals.Lie Xing's hand suddenly reached out and held his hand. The warm palm immediately dissipated all the unhappiness in his heart.

Norris and Fikanas also agreed to Bai Rui's proposal, even after Cao Ya and the girl knew that they would be left alone, they nodded meekly without showing any protest or unhappiness.When I put them on the tree, I didn't even say a word of fear, but I expressed my gratitude for the food left for them.

It stands to reason that their behavior should make Bai Rui feel relieved and happy, but he only felt more sad - most ordinary people who survived this year can only be said to be alive.

The team set off again, Norris and the others didn't ask how Bai Rui knew the way, they just followed.

At this time, the sky had already darkened, but today's starlight was very bright. Under the light of the starlight, the Mu people who had eaten too much blue sand had no problem keeping up with the two behemoths.

Because he was not as anxious as last time, this time there was still time to tie a few ropes on Bailong's body. Bai Rui and Lie Xing just pulled the ropes, which was much easier than simply climbing on Bailong's body.

"Lie Xing, why did those people not say anything at first, but then they acted so positively?" The road was too boring, and so many dull things happened before, so Bai Rui couldn't help but start chatting with Lie Xing.

"Because they thought they were bound to die at first, right? But when they found out that we didn't eat them, but let them go, that means that following us is more likely to survive than being with the black clay figurines."

It was the first time that Xunxing knew about slaves, and he understood slave psychology better than Bai Rui, who came from the age of information explosion.

"To be alive...is it really that important to be alive?"

"If I'm not alive, how can I meet Hei Pa, Guo Pa, and you again? After enduring hardships, I can always wait for what I want. If I can't bear it, I can only blame myself for being too weak."

Basically, this is survival of the fittest.Since it is "suitable", it means that the strong have the path suitable for the strong, and the weak have the path of the weak, and Xunhun is both the weak and the strong, and it should be said that he is persevering!What about yourself?Bai Rui thinks about it... he thinks that the lucky one is the most suitable for him _(: зゝ∠)_, maybe he should discuss it with Dad Hei when he returns home, whether he can change his name from Bai Rui to shit transport.

"We've already entered their range." It didn't look any different from other places here, but the deer legs left, and a big living person who fell into a coma was dragged back after a while.Then he left again and dragged another person back.Four times in a row, four people were dragged back.These people should be the outer guards of the black mud tribe.

"Noris, you all climb the tree here, and be careful."

Although they don't want to just stay out of the matter, the Mu people also know that the next battle belongs to the war beasts and witches, and the hunters can watch, but they can't participate, so they can only honestly find trees and climb up.

Bai Rui continued to walk forward with his family, suddenly, he heard the sound of drums.It was a little softer than the Mao tribe's drums heard that time, and it came from the direction they were heading in a wild rhythm.

"Is the black mud man offering sacrifices?" Just after the defeat, the enemy is still outside to sacrifice so carelessly. The custom of the black mud tribe is also big enough.

"No, this is the black mud witch inviting you to fight witches."

"Hey? How do you know?"

"When I was young, the great witch hunted Mao and fought with Mao Wu. Although I have forgotten the reason, when Mao Wu came, the tribe played such drums, but the drum sound was not as good as this kind of drum."

"..." With this kind of memory, Bai Rui felt that if Lie Xing was born on the earth, he would definitely be at the level of a master student. Such a good cabbage, how could it be his turn to be eaten by a scumbag like himself?

A witch fight between witches, right?Properly perform well!

"Bai Rui, do you want to call Norris and the others?"

"No, the people of the Black Mud Tribe are too perverse, let them continue to hide in the dark. In fact, I want you to hide too... Don't look at me with that look, I know I can't drive you away, so Didn't you say nothing?"

***

In the Black Mud Tribe, there are three bonfires, three skin drums, and witches wearing cloth robes dyed in strange colors are dancing around the fire in imitation of wild beasts.

When Bailong and Xiaoqing crawled out of the forest, many members of the Black Mud Tribe surrounded by the bonfire gasped. Although the Mud Beasts could also gather into super large individuals, they were gathered together, not Individuals like them are monstrous.

"Witch passing by, you interrupted the sacred inheritance ceremony of our black mud tribe!" Among the dancing witches, the oldest one stood up and said.He is also bald and wearing clothes, but Guolu's hands, feet and head are covered with various paints.Judging by his attire, it turned out that the old mountain witch was not a witch from the Black Ni tribe, but a boy in the second year of middle school.

Although Lie Xing didn't understand, he knew about it from this posture, and he muttered: "It turns out that the one with a sharp head outside is a witch, and it turns out that Bai Rui is a witch."

"..." I have almost forgotten that cruel fact, and I am not sharp now!I'm really not sharp! ! !

(#‵′) Black mud tribe!You and I are at odds with each other!

"I am Bai Rui, the great witch of the Mao tribe! Isn't the sound of the drums meant to fight witches? Fight beasts! Fight healing! Fight herbs! Or fight psychics?!" Bai Rui didn't get off Bailong's body, but pulled the rope Sitting directly on top of its head, it looked down at everyone.

The Black Mud Tribe rioted for a short while, and a few strong guys tried to rush out, but they were dragged back by Wu Jiaoren.

There are indeed many people in this tribe who are in the second grade, but it seems that at least these witches are not as happy as the teenagers in the second grade, and these witches don't seem to be young anymore.They also wondered, where did such a young and powerful witch come out and fight against them, could it be that the patriarch offended someone outside again?The patriarch, who was leaning over to eavesdrop, couldn't stop crying for grievances. No matter how stupid he is, seeing a tribe with such war beasts, it is impossible to provoke them without incident.He was wronged, he had never heard of the Mao Tribe, and he didn't know the big witch Bai Rui, okay? !

Then it can only be the patriarch's youngest son who provokes others, saying that he can't be a witch. The patriarch insists on letting him try, but he hasn't officially become a witch yet. It's really...

But after discussing it, they used this opportunity to scold the patriarch as a scumbag. However, how to deal with it within the clan is a matter for the future. The first problem is to deal with Bai Rui's situation first.

What to compare, the witches of the black mud have already discussed it.

"White Wu, we only fight once this time. If you win, you win, and if you lose, you lose. The content of the competition is healing. The reward for the competition is that we, the Black Mud Tribe, are willing to take out three pots and five pieces of cloth. With fifty slaves. We don't want your reward either, we just hope that if you lose, you can forget about the unpleasantness with our tribe."

"..." Where's the agreed Kuba Kuba?A tribe that can take out fifty slaves in one go, isn't it a small tribe?You are a cannibal tribe, why don't you give in like this.

Bai Rui didn't understand all kinds of things, but the fact is that the Hei Ni tribe was frightened by Bai Rui...

All the war beasts came out before. Although the old mountain witch and the second-year boy were rescued, the number of war beasts lost made all the witches want to cry. In a good mood.Bai Rui, who came out of the closed world of the Black Swamp, would not know how important war beasts are to the tribes in this world.

Some people suggested before that the witch fight was a fake, and Bai Rui was brought over to kill him directly, but when they saw Bai Long and Xiao Qing, they immediately buried that idea in the ground.Even if such an opponent was barely defeated, the loss would be astonishing.As for the lack of war beasts, come on warriors?The fighters of the Black Mud Tribe are not afraid of death?What a look, that kind of bulky war beast, flicking its tail casually, how many fighters are left who are not afraid of death?As for the trap?Do you think the witch standing on the head of the war beast is blind?Combining the strength of war beasts with the wisdom of witches, the fighting power is astonishing.

Probably complementary, in the situation where there are a bunch of middle and second tribes, the witches of the black mud tribe are very practical.

"I don't want fifty slaves, I want Old Wushan Peak." Since it was a competition for treatment, Bai Rui really felt that he had no chance of losing.Pots and cloth are both good things, let alone people, "Our Mao tribe once made a deal with the Shanyan tribe, but they didn't come for six years, so we had to find them ourselves, but unexpectedly, they have been wiped out by you .If you don’t want to hand over people, then you can trade with us instead of the Mountain Rock Tribe.”

"Can I ask what the deal is?" When Bai Rui said this, the witches of the Black Mud Tribe became greedy, but they were quickly woken up by the oldest witch - whether it was cloth, pottery or other things , even if it was hidden by the Shanyan tribe and no one found it, it is all rotten now!

"What we trade is not things, but news from the Treetop Tribe." The Mountain Rock Tribe is already dead, so there's really no need to fight an outside tribe for the sake of an old witch's untruthful news.Although there is some resentment towards the bald head, if the Black Mud Tribe knows the news about the Treetop Tribe, there is no need to fight.

The witches of the black mud began to whisper again.

"I didn't notice it just now, but looking closely now, this white witch looks a lot like a treetop tribe." "Probably a mixed race?" "It seems that the mountain must have said something to him." "That old guy, he should have directly Kill him."

"White Witch, we know the news about the Treetop Tribe, but six years ago, the Treetop Tribe was wiped out by the Mountain Rock Tribe. It was at the invitation of the Treetop Tribe's brother tribe, the Long Branch Tribe, that we assembled as the Treetop Tribe. The tribe took revenge and wiped out the Mountain Rock tribe."

"Hey? Do you know where the Changzhi Tribe is?"

"We used to be a subordinate tribe of the Changzhi tribe. After we wiped out the Changzhi tribe, we moved here. However, although there has been no contact for six years, the Changzhi tribe should not change places. If you can , wake up those sleepy warriors, we are willing to send people to send you to the Changzhi tribe. Of course, the mountain will also be given to you.” Finally, giving the mountain to Bai Rui means that what they said is true, Bai Rui Rui tried his best to question Shan Feng.

"..." This is a mess, it's good to have clues, but this is too magical, Bai Rui tilted his head, and asked Lie Xing what to do with his eyes.

Lie Xing winked at him, which seemed to mean to make him agree?

"Shall we fight the witch first? We have already prepared a patient. If the white witch can cure him, we, the Black Mud Tribe, are willing to admit defeat!" After the leader Wu finished speaking, a straw mat was lifted out from behind a mound.Lying on the straw mat was a skinny, bald old man whose whole body was painted with paint. Obviously, this was another witch from the Black Mud Tribe.

Bai Rui slid off Bailong's body, Lie Xing raised his hand to stop him, then walked over and carried the straw mat with another black clay figurine.More than a dozen big bees separated out and circled around the old man in different directions. If he made any wrong movements, these bees would give him a needle.After handling it well, Bai Rui looked at Lie Xing with a silly smile, Lie Xing frowned at him before letting him go.

The old man was already speechless. He pressed one hand on his abdomen and sucked in with difficulty with his mouth open, but even if he opened his mouth to the maximum, his belly did not bulge out. No matter how you look at it, you are dying.

After the black mud tribe sent the old man there, they watched eagerly.In fact, this old man is their great witch, the father of the entire tribe who led Hei Ni to the present.But he was about to die, the witches of the black mud, the witches of the friendly tribe, no one could do anything about it, and some methods made the situation of the old witch even worse.The old witch was about to die, either today or tomorrow, but if the old witch hadn't raised it himself, no one would have dared to use him as a "prop" for fighting witches.

Suddenly Bailong and Xiaoqing moved, they rolled up their bodies, blocking everyone's view of the old witch and Bai Rui, the black clay figure remembered to jump, but he didn't even speak loudly, for fear of disturbing them accidentally ,accident.

Time passed quickly, and the bonfire was still burning vigorously, but the black clay figure felt that the time passed too slowly. When Bailong and Xiaoqing separated again, some people couldn't help but screamed out.

Then they saw their most respected elder witch, the old man was vomiting, he was sitting and vomiting!It's such a joy!What's even more pleasing is that after vomiting, the old witch stood up again with his own legs!

Everyone cheered, tore off the leather or fabric from their bodies, and began to dance. The old witch also joined the cheering crowd and began to dance.

And Bai Rui... he pulled Lie Xing and quickly hid behind Bailong.Nima, going blind!

——The black clay figurine danced by holding his own elephant. There were no women but men present. Imagine that nearly a hundred old people and young people were all holding their elephants in one hand, and the other The hands kept patting my thighs and buttocks... Nima, I'm going to be blind again_(:зゝ∠)_

"Xunxing, do you also dance that kind of dance?"

"It's also the first time I've seen you. Do you want to learn?"

"Don't! Don't! It's agreed, we don't dance that kind of dance, how about it?"

"……it is good."

The black clay figurine over there celebrated for a long time before finally remembering Bai Rui's side.

The old witch took the initiative to take the lead to thank him. The war beast is strong enough, and he has such a powerful healing ability. Even if he is young, it is enough to make the old witch in awe: "Dear white witch, thank you for your treatment. I am the black mud tribe. The big witch mud is rolling. You have won the friendship of our black mud tribe."

"Don't be in a hurry to thank you. Your illness is not so easy to cure. I think you can feel it yourself. After moving at a distance, your chest hurts again. I'm not lying to you, but to be completely cured, at least I need you Cast the spell six times. Moreover, even if I cure your current illness, but you are too old, it is not the disease that affects your life, but aging."