I am a primitive

From a distance, he already recognized that the one running in the front was the second leader!

He shed more tears of excitement.

He was originally a person who followed the second leader to hunt in the four directions. In the past, he was a low-level beast for the second leader. If he hadn't risked his life to resist that time, the second leader would have been bitten to death by the ferocious leopard. .

From then on, the second leader treated himself better than the rest.

Sure enough, I did nothing wrong at the beginning, I saved the second leader and the second leader did not forget himself.

Now that he found himself catching up from behind, he was the first to greet him. At this time, he must not have thought that he would be able to catch up. He must be happy for his arrival!

Meng Er's mood was agitated, and intense joy filled his chest.

He speeded up, endured the pain, limped and ran forward as fast as possible, screaming loudly, and when he approached the second leader, he opened his arms with joy, wanting to be with the former Come to welcome a few of my clansmen, come to a warm embrace, to express the feeling of reunion after the catastrophe.

The second leader also greeted him, but what greeted him was not a firm embrace, but a spear tied with a sharp stone!

The severe pain was mixed with a bone-deep chill, spreading from the abdominal cavity towards his whole body.

This sudden incident completely stunned Meng Er, so much so that he forgot to scream.

He lowered his head slowly in astonishment, seeing that this was the stone spear he personally forged for the two leaders.

This spear had pierced the bodies of many prey before, but he did not expect that it would enter his own abdominal cavity now.

Blood slid down the spear shaft, steaming like a little scarlet snake meandering forward.

He stood there blankly, then raised his head in a daze, and looked at the familiar and kind second leader.

"$%#@"

He was asking aloud.

What answered him was the second leader of the Soaring Snake Tribe who made another effort!

The stone spear pierced his body completely, and the blood dripped down the spear tip like broken beads, hitting the pure white snow below, the red was a bit dazzling.

Meng Er also spit out blood from his mouth. He stared, shouted indistinctly, and stretched out his hand to grab the person holding the spear, but his body had no strength.

The second leader pulled the spear vigorously and hid to the side at the same time, otherwise blood would spray on him, and he would need to expend effort to get the blood off, otherwise, it would be easy to attract wild animals when traveling in the wild.

Meng Er lay on the snow, feeling that he was light and light, his vision gradually blurred, he felt as if someone was biting his body.

It was only at this time that he realized that when the tribe was completely in a food crisis, it was necessary to kill and eat the most useless people to satisfy their hunger.

And with his leg injured, he has become the most useless person in the team.

When they heard their own call, they hurriedly greeted themselves, not to welcome their companions, but to welcome food...

The second leader of the Tengshe Tribe lifted up the face buried in Menger's wound, his teeth were stained with bright red blood, and he looked very scary.

He drank the warm blood for a while, and then bit off a few mouthfuls of the fattest meat from Menger's body, only then did he feel that his body was much warmer.

He stood up chewing the raw meat, and the three chiefs ate next...

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Chapter 82 The Three Tribes ([-])

After the three leaders also ate, the rest of the people also started to join the dead Meng Er, and even pushed and shoved among them in order to eat hot meat earlier.

Cannibalism, this thing is not shocking in the Tengshe tribe.

In their tribe, after most people die, they are not buried, but eaten by everyone, just like eating prey.

When food was severely scarce and they robbed other tribes for little gain, the weakest of the tribe would be killed and eaten.

Generally at this time, the elderly are the first to be killed, followed by the injured and disabled, and then the women, from weak to strong, and so on.

This is also an important reason why when they attacked and plundered the rest of the tribe, they would kill the men inside and plunder the women and children in the tribe.

These people can not only be used to develop and grow the tribe, but can also be eaten as food when necessary.

After everyone had eaten, Meng Er, who came to deliver the meat, could no longer look at it.

The second leader of the Tengshe Tribe ordered men to remove the fleshless bones from Menger's body, discard the internal organs, and then asked the two men to carry them on their way.

This is their reserve food, and they can continue to eat when they are hungry again...

After experiencing a big defeat, they didn't leave directly, but went to the tribe's base camp.

So many people died, and nothing was brought back. Going back under such circumstances, the second leader of the Tengshe tribe couldn't imagine what would happen to him.

One of the two people who went to follow the pig tribe before died in the war, and the other was built.

After returning to the place where they met the Qingque tribe and the pig tribe at the same time in autumn, the remaining members of the Tengshe tribe, under the order of the second leader, followed the previous person who had been to the pig tribe to explore the way, and set foot on the ground. Going with the snow...

The leader of the pig tribe led the people to trek through the snow with difficulty, and the lack of food in their stomachs, coupled with the long-distance journey in the ice and snow, made them all look embarrassed.

Even the strongest leader is extremely weak, all supported by one breath.

Their exposed skin was cut by the wind with small cracks, and blood beads coagulated from the cracks.

Hunger and the bone-chilling cold made their movements stiff and sluggish, which can be described as difficulty in walking.

"%@%&"

The leader of the pig tribe used the spear in his hand as a walking stick. Panting for breath, he turned his head vigorously to cheer up the rest of the tribe.

Then lead the people to move forward.

Now, this approaching friendly tribe that is about to arrive has become all their hope.

Under the current situation, the leader of the pig tribe didn't even worry too much about whether this friendly neighbor would lend them food.

Walking to this friendly tribe has become their obsession.

close!

Closer!

Familiar yet unfamiliar creeks and stone bridges appeared in front of me.

however.