Chief don't slap in the face

"Ha ha!"

Xia Ye rubbed Song Guo's hair, what happened to the little loli at the beginning?What about Extremis?The chief will definitely play a gorgeous performance!

Three days passed in a flash, and the pawns had to set off.

The tribe has a rule that before noon, all young people participating in the blood survival trial must leave the tribe, otherwise they will be dragged to the square and hanged directly.

"Are you sure you want to use this kind of tattoo?"

Xia Ye tied up his shoelaces and jumped a few times. The double-layer buckskin boots were just right in weight, and the bronze soles were studded, enough to kick the enemy's dog's head off.

"Ok!"

Song Guo sat quietly on the chair and asked Xia Lingyue to tattoo a Chinese character 'love' in seal script with red rose juice on the left forehead near the sideburns.

"Is there any meaning?"

When the tribal people go out to pioneer and hunt, they will tattoo their faces and make up, that is, paint various patterns on their faces and bodies.

This is a sacred tribal ritual that represents missing family members, praying for a safe return, and praying for victory.

Xia Ye's makeup pattern is still in the shape of a crescent moon, which is also a high-level pattern painting, which adds a mysterious and cool atmosphere to him, but in Xia Ye's view, the rich purple color of violet juice is simply gay in gay.

"like!"

The womb fruit is concise and to the point. After asking whether the summer moon can write the word 'love', the little loli insists on using this kind of tattoo.

I have to say that Xia Lingyue is very talented in aesthetic design. The word "love" is not straight, but slightly inclined, and the strokes are elongated, with a soft arc. The cuteness of the womb fruit is fully highlighted,

If this earth ghost who eats everything sees the womb fruit, I'm afraid he won't want to eat it, it's too cute.

"As you please!"

Xia Yezhi said that luckily it wasn't the word 'slave' or 'meat', otherwise it would be terrible, and his reputation as a pervert would never be erased in his lifetime.

Breakfast is bacon ham, fried eggs, pickles, and a bowl of thick millet porridge, which is simply blissful.

The belly of the womb fruit is round.

"Wait, there are some wrinkles here!"

Xia Lingyue stood in front of Xia Ye, grabbing his collar, trying to smooth him.

"elder sister!"

Xia Ye held Xia Lingyue's hand, and he could feel his sister's reluctance. Whenever he wanted to say that it was time to leave, Xia Lingyue would find an excuse to let him stay a little longer, but the parting would come eventually arrive.

"I'm going to check the luggage, don't lose anything!"

Xia Lingyue turned around, but Xia Ye pulled her hard and held her in her arms.

"Don't worry, I will definitely build our tribe!"

Hearing her brother's gentle words and feeling the warmth of those arms, Xia Lingyue wanted to lean on her brother's shoulders, but she finally held back and hugged Xia Ye with all her strength, then stood on tiptoe, A soft kiss on his forehead pushed him away.

"I still have a job, so I won't send you off!"

Xia Lingyue turned her head away, not wanting her younger brother to see her red eyes.

"Well, don't worry too much, anyway, you don't have to worry about spending money!"

Xia Ye quickly walked out of the thatched hut, took the reins of the horse, and greeted the little Lolita: "Song Guo, let's go!"

"Oh!"

Song Guo responded, then raised her head to look at Xia Lingyue, and patted her small chest vigorously: "Don't worry, I will do my best to protect big brother!"

After finishing speaking, little Lolita ran out of the yard and caught up with Xia Ye.

Seeing her younger brother's back gradually disappearing at the end of the long street, Xia Lingyue leaning on the door frame couldn't bear it any longer, and suddenly collapsed on the ground, sobbing softly.

"Sister Lingyue is crying!"

Song Guo rode on the horse and looked back.

"I know!"

Xia Ye didn't look back, because he swore that next time he faced Xia Saving Moon, he would become a great chief that she could be proud of.

At the gate of the city, there were many people seeing off.

"Let's go!"

Xia Laoshi persuaded his wife, his son Xia Chong has been away for half an hour, what's the use of standing here?Seeing that his wife didn't respond, he just wanted to persuade him again when he heard the people around him exclaim.

"That's Xia Ye?"

Because of their status, the people in the slums naturally gathered together, and by the way, asked the children to take care of each other. Of course they knew Xia Ye, but now this handsome young man is really the sick child who has been bedridden all year round?

Chapter 62 Start with a little loli!

The spore virus leaked from nowhere destroyed the world and annihilated civilization, and then hundreds of millions of years passed, with vicissitudes.

The primordial forest is like a prehistoric monster, straddling the surface of the earth, full of vitality everywhere, without the threat of human beings, the creatures are multiplying crazily.

I don’t know when, a terrifying and ferocious species was born. Every four years, like migratory salmon, they roll down from the frozen soil circle in the extreme north to the ends of the earth in the south. They are like a hurricane , Sweeping everything along the way, animals, wild fruits, even insects, everything that can be eaten will not be let go, and what is even more frightening is that they will destroy everything crazily, full of killing desire.

The places where these creatures walked were devastated, decayed and barren, so people called this terrifying creature a desolate beast.

The world is still the same world, but for Xia Ye, it has changed beyond recognition. The familiar cities and towns are all gone, and they are submerged by forests, mountains, rivers and basins.

The country perishes, the law collapses, and the civilization breaks!

Today's human beings live tenaciously in the form of clans and tribes with their ancestors as totems. Their lives are small but great.

One after another, the fires are gradually being ignited on the earth.

After the outbreak of the barren beast tide, they will temporarily go dormant. This four-year interval is a rare period of development for the major tribes. They will throw young people between fifteen and ten into the wilderness, in the name of blood survival trials. , to pioneer.

The wasteland is a place that humans have never set foot in. It is wild, primitive, bloody, and full of all kinds of dangerous species. If you go deep into it rashly, you will inevitably die, but if the tribe wants to grow and multiply, it must open up the wilderness. After all, more more land represents more living resources.

In the tribe, an adult man can have the title of warrior, and after experiencing more than three battles, shed blood for the tribe, was injured, and defended the glory of the tribe, he can be called a warrior. Above the warrior, he is a hero.

In this post-civilization era where survival is difficult, the means of production are extremely scarce, and the average life expectancy is only 40 years old. Population is a very precious resource for tribes.

Not to mention warriors, even adult warriors cannot be consumed casually, so there is a blood survival trial, allowing young people of the right age to enter the wasteland as pawns in pioneering the wasteland.

The law of the jungle is the principle rooted in the hearts of every tribesman, even the heirs of the powerful and powerful cannot be flowers in the greenhouse.