Apocalyptic Dark Age

Between words and deeds, the young indentured servant finally expressed his final intention, which made the corner of Hongsha's mouth twitch with animation. At this moment, even if Hongsha's face was covered by red spots, he could still see this trivial thing. There is a hint of charming gesture in the curvature.

"How about I give him a piece of dried meat, so that he doesn't have to ask for anything?" Hong Sha's words suddenly made the little Qinu's eyes dilate, showing an expression of disbelief, and he said in surprise: "Three Claws gave it back to you. Dried meat?”

At this point, a trace of hesitation and struggle flashed through Little Qinu's eyes, but Hongsha, who was alert and sensitive, remembered every change in his eyes and didn't say anything, just waiting.

"It will definitely work..." As if he had made a decision, the little Qinu said suddenly, with a vibrato in his voice and a somewhat excited expression.

Hongsha stared at the little qinu's pure eyes and slowly closed them, then opened them quickly, and said in a crisp voice: "There are a lot of things, I can't carry them alone. Please help me, there is a pile of dirt behind you." inside…."

The little qinu suddenly turned around and looked behind him. A clean little hand suddenly grabbed his dirty and disheveled hair. Before he could scream in pain, a force pushed him violently into the wall in front of him. The next moment, his head kept shaking. Hitting the earth wall again and again, the clean eyes of Hongsha behind him were as calm as before, but his slight breathing voice had a hint of crying.

No stupid indentured slave has a chance to survive. Xiao Hongsha, whose mother died at the age of four, can survive until now because she is smarter than others. This intelligence is hidden by her instinct, so in the eyes of others, she He is one of many little indentured servants, but he doesn’t know that the real little Hongsha’s IQ is even higher than that of an adult.

The little bond slave coveted Hongsha's things and tried to deceive Hong Sha, but he was too young and the lies he compiled could not withstand scrutiny. The biggest flaw was that an old bond slave who could only release the bread after receiving the bread was the biggest flaw. The bond slave rarely had a chance. Get the noodles that only warriors can eat. Those little indentured servants who go out don't exist at all. They can't have noodles. This is for Hongsha.

The second flaw is to exchange things for bread. A lie needs more lies to cover up. This is the case for the little servitor. In order to fulfill his lie, he said that he would exchange things for bread. For a six-year-old child, this is a very good reason. , at least you can deceive yourself, but you can never deceive Hongsha.

The third flaw is the hesitation of the little Qinu. The hesitation of the little Qinu is not because of his conscience, but because the appearance of dried meat makes him entangled, because it is impossible for this dried meat to be eaten in his mouth, and there must be something behind him. There are other indentures, and these indentures are bigger than him, bigger than the red sand, so he hesitates, just like a man who sees a million and suddenly realizes that he has no share in this million, and he can only The disappointment caused by getting ten dollars.

Hongsha didn't want to kill anyone, and the bond slave was not an inhumane animal, but she had to kill the little bond slave. If the little bond slave didn't die, she would die. She was not afraid of death, she just wanted to see the peak again before she died. This was also Her only purpose of hiding in the tribe, otherwise, she would have escaped long ago.

Xiao Qinu fell to the ground with his eyes open, his dirty face covered with blood. Hongsha looked at Xiao Qinu's eyes and felt guilty, but she firmly stretched out her hands to remove the dirt from Xiao Qinu's body. Smelly bags of dead grass.

After a while, Hongsha returned to the way she had first seen her peak, exactly the same as the little qinu she had killed before, and the fur coat she originally wore was put on the little qinu, and the little qinu was also killed. Washed clean, as if sleeping, the entire tribe knows that the only indentured servant who can wear fur clothes is Hongsha. Now, Hongsha is dead...

The situation in the western wilderness has broken the peace that has lasted for hundreds of years and is changing unpredictable. Although it is only a conflict between two tribes, it is the strong wind before the storm. But Gao Feng does not know that he will be involved. At this moment, In his heart, there was no Xiao Hongsha who was worried about him in the tribe, only hundreds of indentured slaves, women and children who were not far from death in front of him.

"We are gone, what will they do? They can't hold on until we come back..." Gao Feng pointed at the women and said to the pole. He could not see the anxious pole. The pole just looked at the fiery red clouds and said: "If you stay here, you will die. Including you and me..."

These words were like a sharp knife piercing Gao Feng's heart. The women and indentured servants all looked at him eagerly. He could feel the heavy responsibility from these expectant eyes. These people all recognized him as their master. He You must bear some responsibility.

"Three Claws, in fact, even if we come back, they can survive, and part of them can survive..." Huo Ya saw Gao Feng's entanglement and couldn't help but comforted him. His evasive eyes did not dare to look at Gao Feng, obviously he had something in his heart.

"Can they survive? How many people are there? How do they survive?" Gao Feng asked again and again, but Hua Ya did not answer. Even the voluptuous woman looking after him behind him had a look of concern on her face.

"You mean, after we leave, some people will drink other people's blood in order to survive? If we leave the men, the men will drink the blood of women? If we leave the women, the women will drink the blood of their children? Or let the children drink their own blood?"

Gao Feng was not a fool. He understood from the dodges in the eyes of several people, and immediately roared out. The pole showed a wry smile and sighed: "If you wake up tomorrow, I'm afraid, even you will have to drink..."

This was not irony, but the helplessness of the indentured slaves and slave girls. Gao Feng turned around and saw groups of dead hornets whose blood had been drained, stiffly falling together and piled up into a hill. He suddenly came back to his senses and turned to face Zhuangzi asked: "How many days have I been unconscious?"

"What should I do? What should I do? Even if I wake up earlier? Why doesn't Black Claw leave more water? Why..."

Gao Feng lay on the stretcher, looked at the sky and murmured, his heart full of self-blame and dissatisfaction with Black Claw. He was not Black Claw, not a wilderness man. He couldn't do it and watch hundreds of people fight against the beasts because of lack of water. They usually bite each other and suck each other's blood.

"Three Claws, we're ready, let's go..." Gao Feng didn't have the ability to create water, and Zhuang Zi didn't want Gao Feng to struggle any longer and drive himself crazy, so he compulsively made a plan. No matter what, he would Gao Feng must be allowed to survive.

Huo Ya stood on the side of the pole without hesitation. The most important thing was that Gao Feng survived. He couldn't control the lives of those slave girls and children. All the indentures, women and children put together are not as important as a hair on Gao Feng. The person who can kill the terrifying god of death independently is destined to be a legend, and his toothless will be the most important subordinate of the legend.

"No..., we can't leave. I can definitely find a way. Use a helmet and bury it in the moist ground. There will be dew in the wilderness at night, and there will be water tomorrow... Or use a plastic bag or a transparent plastic bag to tie it up. Live on tree branches, a plastic bag can hold at least a glass of water, and..."

"Three Claws, what are you talking about? What is a helmet? What is a plastic bag?" Zhi Zhi yelled, interrupting Gao Feng's murmur. Gao Feng's mind was now in chaos, only those hundreds of pairs of expectant eyes, this kind of The look in his eyes was driving him crazy.

Gao Feng turned to look at the pole stupidly, with a rare hint of pleading in his eyes, but the pole didn't look at him at all. He turned to the four sturdy indentured slaves and said, "Get up..."

Gao Feng was lifted up and headed towards the way they came. Gao Feng wanted to move, but his whole body seemed to be pressed down by a boulder, and there was no strength at all. In his tangled heart, another voice kept saying: "You can't help it, just forget it..., you can't do it, just forget it..."

Every time this voice sounded, the persistence in Gao Feng's heart softened a little, and his unwillingness became stronger.

"Ah!!!" A miserable cry sounded behind Gao Feng. The women knew that they were abandoned again and couldn't help but cry. The first cry caused all the women to cry, and all the cries combined. Together they cover the peak like a tsunami, and a heart floats high along with the waves of the tsunami.

"Stop..., stop, I can't go, I can't go..." Gao Feng struggled suddenly, as if he was tied with more than ten restraints, but in fact, there was nothing on him, just a constant Twisting.

"Don't stop, Three Claws. I know you feel uncomfortable, but you don't have to die with them. It doesn't matter if I die. You can't die. What will happen to the tribe if you die..."

Zole has his own persistence. A tribal warrior has always lived and died for the tribe, so he is willing to launch a desperate charge with Black Claw, and he does not resent even if he is left here to die.

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