Ten thousand years of prehistory of elves

"So, your Great Wilderness tribe is very big?"

Yang was a little curious.

"It's all right, but you'll be surprised if you go to see it."

He Chen was quite proud.

The Great Wilderness is his proud work, and works beyond the times always attract attention.

The attraction of civilization to wildness.

"Oh?"

Yang took a look at this morning witch in surprise: "Don't you have a monster partner over there?"

Having said that, He Chen fell silent.

He still can't feel it.

He Chen started to sense it as soon as he left the range of Thunder Mountain, but there was nothing.

Either Xiaobai and the others are also in this range, or they have something similar to Thunder Mountain in other places.

But no matter what, his companions were not around.

He Chen sighed.

"Oh, death is inevitable, don't mourn, all things perish."

Yang seemed to understand something, patted He Chen on the shoulder, then sat aside, looking up at the sky at a 45° angle.

He Chen: "?"

Brother, did you misunderstand something?

God is so sad.

"My partner is not dead, just lost."

He Chen had a black streak on his head.

This uncle is really unreliable.

"Oh, this is so harmful."

Yang scratched his head.

He Chen was speechless.

He always felt that this Yang's character was very similar to someone he knew.

strong!

Lie's character is like this, carefree and silly.

"what……"

He Chen suddenly froze and muttered to himself.

"Yang... Yang..."

Yang turned around: "Why?"

"You are Yang!"

He Chen suddenly lost his voice.

He remembered, this person is Yang!

The first time I saw the Black Dog tribe before, Lie and the others asked He Chen if they knew a person named "Yang".

Of course He Chen didn't know him,

Later he learned that Yang has a lot of background.

This person appeared when Grandma Mao of the Black Dog Tribe was a little girl and had just become a witch.

At that time, a big bird under his crotch fell from the sky, and then trampled to death a circle bear.

Of course, this is Grandma Mao's perspective.

He Chen reckoned that Yang must have fallen hard.

Then this Yang taught the black dog tribe the training method, so that the people of the black dog tribe can learn discipline.

Not only that, Yang also taught Grandma Mao how to use the power of the waveguide, which directly created the invincible opponents of Grandma Mao's generation who fought all over the south of the basin.

In the end, the black dog tribe was abruptly developed into a medium-sized tribe.

But Yang only stayed for a few months.

Although it's been a few months, Grandma Mao's love has already been deeply rooted.

Women in primitive societies matured more prematurely than later generations.

However, the falling flowers are deliberately flowing and the water is ruthless. (Grandma Mao made this up in her head)

Yang is gone.

Considered a target by Grandma Mao, she has never mated all her life, ahem, that is roughly equivalent to never getting married all her life.

He is regarded as his idol and father, and he is worshiped extremely.

Yang just left.

"Sun Witch, do you have a warrior eagle?"

He Chen asked.

In Lie's description, Yang was riding a warrior eagle at that time.

Warrior Eagle is a particularly brave male eagle Pokémon, and its female counterpart is Vulture Na.

Warrior eagles are very brave elves, fearless of death, and will fight for their partners regardless of danger, and will never run away even if they are injured.

Interestingly, the more frontal injuries a warrior eagle has, the braver the warrior eagle is, while those with more rear injuries are despised in the group.

"Yes."

Yang looked at He Chen strangely: "Why are you like this?"

What he meant was, why did He Chen suddenly ask these questions.

And I was also curious about how He Chen knew that he had the Warrior Eagle.

"Do you remember the Black Dog Tribe?"

Although it was almost the same, He Chen still wanted to ask.

After all, Yang looked to be in his thirties or forties, but he was unexpectedly older than Grandma Mao and the others.

Otherwise, He Chen should have thought of him the first time he saw Yang.

He originally thought that Yang looked like an old man.

"Black dog?"

Yang immediately fell into deep thought: "There seems to be such a tribe, and the female witches in that tribe are very cruel."

He Chen smiled.

Grandma Mao now looks smiling and kind, which was not the case back then.

"Are you from that mountain?" Yang asked back.

He Chen nodded: "The Black Dog Tribe has now been merged into the Great Wilderness Tribe. Our Great Wilderness Tribe originally belonged to the Green Worm Tribe."

"Green bugs?!"

Yang looked shocked: "The tribe guarded by the elder Bai Die?"

He Chen was surprised: "Do you know Grandpa Baidie?"

"of course I know."

Yang stood up and looked into the distance: "I talked to that elder back then, and he said that there are huge threats in the world that have not yet been resolved, so we should be careful here."

"I have traveled all over the land in the past hundred years, helping various tribes to survive."

"It's too difficult for us human beings to survive in such a world, and I can't bear it."

When He Chen heard this, he was immediately in awe.

Yang deserves his respect.

It turned out that when he left without saying goodbye to Grandma Mao and Lie, it was not for other reasons, but because the Black Dog tribe was just one of the tribes he had helped.

Over the years, I believe Yang has helped more tribes.

"How is the elder doing? I haven't seen you in a hundred years."

Yang turned around: "Also, how did you become a wilderness?"

He Chen immediately explained the matter of merging tribes.

"...So, what I want is to unify all human beings and protect our own homeland!"

He Chen's eyes were bright.

No matter how long it has passed, no matter who he tells about his ambitions, He Chen will always be very excited.

Yang's heart is not bad, and he is a person who can tell He Chen's unified thinking.

"All humans?!"

Yang's heart trembled.

He himself has an ambition, that is to feed as many people as possible.

I have never thought about what would happen if all human beings united.

A giant tribe is powerful enough, and there are many large tribes under the giant tribe, and there are various medium-sized tribes under the large tribe.

This is how Haoyang became one of the masters of the jungle.

And now, He Chen's ambition is to unify all human beings!

How lofty!

Yang feels a sense of greatness and suffocation just thinking about it.

"you you……"

Yang, who was nearly two meters tall, pointed at the thin He Chen and was speechless.

He Chen stood up, walked behind Yang, and looked at the boundless and vast jungle.

"Humans need to be in charge of their own destiny. Except for the elf companions, all others are monsters!"

"I want to lay down a large territory, and I want to expel all creatures that maliciously invade the earth."

"Uncle Yang..." He Chen turned his head, his eyes were like stars: "Do you want to fuck me?"

He Chen stretched out his right hand.

Yang was stunned, and then he couldn't help but stretched out his right hand, which was held tightly by He Chen.

Yang's hand is probably bigger than He Chen's head, but it feels like both sides are exactly the same size.

Many years later, when Yang recalled what happened today, he still remembered how heroic and powerful the thin boy in front of him was.

Every time he thinks about it, Yang feels that he is very lucky, and he is very glad that he can meet such a bastard as He Chen.

"In the world, there will definitely be a person like this who will sweep the world."

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