Ten thousand years of prehistory of elves

"Ah, ah, there are so many people who can hit me."

Sickle looked mad.

But it's useless, he only has the violent salamander to depend on.

There is no way to fight in groups.

Look at Ren Chenwu, although except for Xiaobai Daruo, none of them are the final evolution type.

But I can’t handle the crowd.

"Roar"

The storm salamander stood up trembling, its body covered in static electricity and water stains.

It didn't bother to take care of this stupid thing, and lay down to rest on the side, preparing to catch up with the coalition forces when it recovered.

"Ah, Salamander, what's wrong with you, Salamander?"

Siam hurried to the side to check on the violent newt's injuries.

He Chen smiled and shook his head, continuing to look at the scenery.

Around, some of the coalition soldiers who had enough energy were training their elves.

This also led to doubling the consumption of rations. Fortunately, these people were able to hunt in a land that seemed to have no elves, looking for elves hidden in various places, otherwise the rations would really run out.

This also made He Chen think a lot.

North, and further north

It would be too unfriendly to fight in the icy and snowy ice fields.

It seems that we still need to prepare more fire-type spirits, such as fire lions, to keep warm.

He Chen also asked someone to make a stone pot.

You know, these people never thought that meat can be used as broth, except that roast meat can be eaten like this.

After all, many people are not much different from Ru Mao Yinxue.

For example, He Chen saw someone from the Allied Forces bite a Sentry Mouse that had lost the ability to resist, tearing the Sentry Mouse in half with a strong pull with both hands, and then tore the raw meat to eat.

His face was covered in blood, which was hideous and terrifying.

Then after eating raw meat, I chatted and laughed with the people around me.

He Chen would not be used to it when he first came to this world, but now he seems to be normal.

However, grilled meat tastes better than raw meat.

Compared with barbecue, the power of broth is even greater.

Therefore, after getting the stone pot, the people of the coalition army were in a good mood.

Of course, at the beginning, He Chen just thought that drinking broth in cold weather would be very comfortable, so he made it.

Then He Chen missed the summer time, the days when he drank fish soup every day, it was so refreshing.

Still, it's all about protecting the world.

In other words, protecting the world is also to protect the world He Chen loved and idealized in his previous life.

It's not so righteous, it's just to protect everything we have now.

"Morning Witch, let's play cards."

This guy, Siam, had just finished coaxing the violent newt, and he started to make a fuss again, and he couldn't stop himself.

"Brother, I'm recovering from my injuries. How about fighting? You continue to fight Yang and Gen."

He Chen's head was full of black lines.

"Ham, don't say anything positive, it's like fighting, compared to that old yin, it's too yin."

Sickle curled his lips.

When Yang played cards, he was meticulous, his brows were furrowed, and he was very serious.

And this kind of old and slippery old man is like a fish in water when he plays poker.

Ordinary coalition soldiers usually have things to do, but no one is as idle as Siam, who stays idle all day long.

If Lian and Yang hadn't wanted to protect most of the food, tools and weapons, He Chen would have sent him out long ago.

Of course, He Chen usually has hunting missions such as Kama's violent salamander, Yang's electric monster, and rogue panda.

It's just that they complete their hunting tasks easily, so they often have some free time.

As for Yang's Blizzard King, he hasn't met him so far. According to Yang, that Blizzard King has always been in the north, and only in winter will he come to the grassland to meet Yang.

And He Chen asked Yang how he had subdued so many powerful spirits in the first place.

It's simple, beat up.

Except for the powerful crocodile, which followed Yang since he was a child, the others were all beaten out by Yang seeing Xinxi.

Of course, the rogue panda used to be a naughty panda, and the electric monster used to be an electric shock monster, but was beaten into submission by Yang.

"I don't know when Xiaowu, Aoao, and Ruanruan will evolve into their final forms."

He Chen remembered that the Big Steel Snake under the Great Wasteland still had an agreement with Xiao Zuo.

It is estimated that after Xiaozuo evolves into a ninja frog, he can challenge the big steel snake

Right

Night, wasteland.

"Hooohhhh"

A group of people gathered around a big bonfire, making three circles inside and three outside, shaking and dancing.

It's like a convulsion, and it's like a dance.

On the periphery, various elf partners stared blankly at their human partners convulsing.

Of course, some elves chanted and danced along with it, such as the mount goat and the ancestor bird.

As for the edge of the fire, the sentry rats took turns keeping watch in an orderly manner.

"Hooohhhh"

The primitive people held hands and exhaled regularly.

Yang and Lian are also listed here.

And not far from the bonfire, there is a marsupial dragon, and a giant butterfly with a huge wingspan is parked on the head of the marsupial dragon.

In the pouch of the marsupial dragon, the corners of He Chen's eyes twitched slightly.

The scene in front of him was created by him.

Of course, his original purpose was to make a dance of their ethnic minorities that he had seen in his previous life.

Who knows, after these primitive people learned it, they would become like dancing masters.

A good sacrifice is made like a cult.

Especially the sickle, a pair of eyes are like dead fish eyes, and at the same time they are rolling their eyes, trembling like epilepsy.

They are doing a ritual dance

Of course, He Chen felt like he was surrounded by demons.

He just wanted to let his fighters move more, but he couldn't exercise vigorously.

Vigorous exercise consumes too much energy.

So this kind of square dance and folk dance are very suitable.

Of course, a modern dance was completely changed by primitive people after arriving here.

It can’t be considered a magic modification, it’s just that the original dance is more rough and primitive, but it also has a sense of wilderness and ancient times.

Looking at it, He Chen suddenly felt that this dance looked really good.

Something like dancing.

Neat and crowded, there will be a great momentum.

"Huoh oh ha chen chen"

Waves of regular breathing and shouting came out of the primitive man's mouth. It was a little messy at first, but gradually became smooth and orderly.

An hour or so later.

"What is this and this coming from?"

"Sacrifice."

"Oh yes, the sacrifice is really exciting."

He Chen was still recovering from his wounds in the Dailong pouch, while Yang Zheng was talking to He Chen with heat all over his body.

After some sacrificial activities, everyone didn't feel particularly cold in the middle of the night.

However, they still need to get together and be covered with thick fur.

Of course, people like the Haoyang tribe sleep directly next to the fire lion, and their bodies will become very warm.

"Morning Witch, let's dance every day from now on."

Kama was also yelling beside him.

Yang also had some expectations.

dance every day

He Chen wanted to give Lian a few kicks in the pouch of the pouch.

After all, this is exercise, which consumes energy.

To consume energy means to consume food.

If food is not enough for daily needs, it is better not to consume it.