The Villain Has Blackened Again

After doing the bad thing, A Mang looked at Nan Xun beside him, Axi, let's go, pack our things.

A Mang dragged Nan Xun straight to their own cave, ignoring the group of people behind them who were stunned into stone.

Ah—our pottery! Our backpack! Our hard work— After a brief shock of shock, the women broke out into howls of pain.

Those destroyed things were all assembled with their hard work, how dare Ah Mang? How dare!

Inside the cave, A Mang did what he said.

He tore off a few animal skins hanging on the stone wall and his own changing apron, quickly wrapped it up, then fastened it with a straw rope and put it in the back basket, followed by a few stone knives in the stone cave, and The extra spears, everything in the cave, were all packed and put into the back basket.

Nan Xun was still a little stunned, and after a while, she started to pack up the other gadgets. She made a jar of salt, a jar of wild vegetables, a jar of fruit wine, and even that bamboo toothpaste, as well as the recent collection of her hard work. A small bag of warm stones, a few bone needles that A Mang made for her, and a pile of sweet potatoes in the corner, none of which fell.

A Mang was carrying a stuffed bamboo basket on his back, holding Nan Xun in one hand and a spear in the other, and passed by in front of a group of clansmen just like that.

Then A Mang left a sentence without looking back, Now I will leave the tribe with the wizard and never come back. You don't have to worry that the wizard will endanger the tribe. You can re-elect the patriarch. I don't want the place anymore.

When the end was almost over, Ah Mang suddenly remembered something and took a few steps back.

He went to the prey pile to find the large sawtooth tiger he had hunted earlier, and then carried the beast that was almost as tall as him with one hand.

Axi, let's go. A Mang had no longer held Nanxun by his hand, so he turned his head and glanced at her.

Nan Xun stared at her man with burning eyes, the corners of her mouth couldn't stop rising, she hummed heavily, and followed the man closely.

The clansmen finally recovered, and a man said angrily: A Mang! You have to abandon all the clansmen for this witch? You are not worthy of being a warrior of our cannibals!

Ah Mang didn't turn his head, just answered in a light tone, I've already left the cannibals, and naturally I won't be a cannibal warrior anymore.

Ah— A Xiang screamed in a collapse, A Mang, you can't do this! She killed your best brother A Bao! Not only will you not take revenge, but you will abandon the tribe and go with him? A Mang, you Poisoned by this sorcerer—

When the men heard this, they wanted to block A Mang's way, but A Xiang also ran over, but he didn't want a few people to approach. A Mang suddenly threw a stone knife backwards, almost slashing A Xiang's face. , and split that pretty face in half.

Ah Xiang was so frightened that her legs softened and she sat on the ground with her buttocks.

No one stepped forward. All the clansmen of the cannibals, old and young, men and women, more than a hundred people, just watched their young patriarch take away everything that belonged to him, carrying a large sawtooth tiger in one hand, and a large serrated tiger in the other. Holding the spear, he left the tribe with the sorcerer and disappeared into the dark night without looking back from beginning to end.

Nan Xun was very excited. He was sleepy and tired before, but now he is not full of energy.

The two of them walked in the darkness, using the brilliance of the full moon that penetrated the branches and leaves, and kept moving forward.

It wasn't until Nan Xun's stomach rumbled that A Mang looked at her and said with some self-reproach, Axi, I forgot that you haven't eaten yet.

Nan Xun smiled, Mang, you didn't eat either.

The two went to the cave where Nanxun took refuge before, A Mang put down the things on his body, and then set off a fire.

The night was too dark, and it took a long time to drill the wood to make a fire. When the bonfire was lit, A Mang cut off the two front legs of the large sawtooth tiger, roughly peeled off the outer fur, and roasted it on the fire.

Nan Xun approached him and snatched what was in his hand: A Mang, I'm going to barbecue, you go and rest for a while.

Ah Mang said good, but he did not rest, but sat aside to deal with the large serrated tiger. He used a stone knife to start peeling the tiger's skin, slitting it from the belly, and then peeling it to both sides.

Nan Xun was roasting the meat, looking at him from time to time, and found that he was very familiar with the movement of peeling animal skins. No matter how tricky and difficult it was to peel, his wrists could be turned flexibly and freely, and the stone knife in his hand danced with his movements.

It didn't take long, except for the front legs that had just been cut off, the entire tiger skin, including the skin on the two hind thighs, were completely peeled off by him.

Axi, I'm resting. A Mang kissed Nan Xun's nose, took the tiger's front legs in her hands, and patiently continued to roast.

Nan Xun remembered that she had fallen several times before. Although the grass was thick and the fall did not hurt, she must have been covered in mud, and her face was not much better. Mang could even kiss her.

Nan Xun's brows and eyes were curved, looking at the man who was seriously roasting meat, he felt that he was extremely handsome, so he leaned over and kissed him on the side of the face.

A Mang smiled slightly, Axi, don't make trouble.

Nan Xun hugged his waist from behind, leaned his head on her back, and said softly, Mang, thank you for believing in me so much.

A Mang smiled jokingly, Axi, stop seducing me, you are too tired today, I can't bear to toss you.

Nanxun: ...

Damn, she just felt that this man gave up the entire tribe for her, and she must be uncomfortable, so she wanted to use intimacy to ease his heavy heart. Take herself to say that although she was happy and moved, she also had a trace of worry.

Nan Xun didn't expect that this man didn't look sad at all, and seemed to be in a good mood?

Nima, is it an illusion?

A Mang was amused by Nan Xun's silly appearance, Little Ye Bao, do you think I will be sad about leaving the tribe?

The man raised his eyebrows, Actually, I don't like this kind of group life at all. I was born in the jungle, and I prefer to run in the jungle alone. The group is just because they are not capable enough, but I don't need it. In the tribe , what I do every day is hunting except hunting, I don't even have time to spend with you, and I do all this to feed the more than 100 people, but tonight, I feed the more than 100 people. I can't stand people trying to burn my woman.

After Nan Xun heard this, she swallowed all the comforting words she had prepared.

Dare to love, Ah Mang is treating these clansmen as a burden...

A Mang continued: In the days when the old patriarch was about to die, I was afraid that the clan would choose me to be the new patriarch, so I sneaked out alone, that's when I met you, Axi. You forcibly took it away, but you seemed unwilling, and asked me to obtain the consent of your clan. After thinking about it, I finally returned to the tribe, and then I became the new patriarch, and then summoned the warriors of the tribe to follow me I went to the Alashan tribe together and exchanged the twenty long-velvet hides I hunted for you.

Speaking of this, A Mang laughed, A Xi, I'm very happy now, in the future it's just the two of us, we can do whatever we want. We can hug each other at any time, and we can be happy with you whenever we want. Happy time.

Nanxun: ...

So, your focus is actually on the latter sentence, right?

A stinky bastard.