Prehistoric: Opening Awakening Hongmeng Painting Saint System

After Nuwa mended the sky, this story has been spread throughout the world.

At that time, Nuwa brought Fuxi and the others to a river, where the water was very rich and there were more products.

Empress Pingxin came here to help them rebuild a new tribe, but it was a general idea, not particularly perfect.

Next, these people need to work hard on their own.

With his intelligence and intelligence, Fuxi can definitely lead the human race to prosperity.

Moreover, after this incident ended, something surprising happened.

Over there is the appearance of Ziqin.

People in the tribe are no strangers to Ziqin, because I saw him with my own eyes, and wanted to lay a black hand on Fuxi, but was finally blocked by the leader of Rolling Stone.

Otherwise, Fuxi is dead.

Just when everything is over.

When everyone in the tribe gathered, they saw Ziqin and thought that Fuxi was going to execute him. They waited to watch.

Not only that, those who believed in Fuxi contributed their saliva, scolded frantically, and some pointed at Ziqin.

"All right!"

Fuxi stretched out his hand and told everyone to shut up.

"Let me introduce to you, who is he."

Hearing what Fuxi said, people in the audience were a little puzzled, and didn't understand why Fuxi would introduce a dying person.

Could it be that Fuxi is very kind?
They don't understand.

But soon, they discovered that Fuxi didn't intend to attack him.

Just listen to Fu Xi continue to speak.

"I heard before that when I was a child, there was another group of people who wanted to find me, but in the end, they took Ziqin away."

"Now, they bring Ziqin to show up, and use illusions to confuse Ziqin, thinking that I am a heinous person, and want him to kill me, so that Ziqin can accept my luck."

……

Soon, Fuxi told the ins and outs of everything.

The people in the tribe never thought that Ziqin was the child from the side.

"Boss, no matter who he is, he actually killed you, this kind of person deserves to die."

"Yes! Damn it."

The people off the court immediately became excited and began to echo.

……

Fuxi listened and asked them to be quiet again.

"I said this not to take his life. I can be here now and help the human race develop because he was taken away."

"You have today's life, you have to thank him."

Hear what Fu Xi said.

These people were also puzzled and didn't understand why Fuxi spoke to him, but after hearing what he said, the people off the court also felt that Ziqin did have a share of the credit for their own life.

"But leader, this cannot be denied. This guy has done something wrong. We should punish him."

The high priest spoke.

He understood what Fuxi meant, but now that Fuxi had just taken over, if things were not handled properly, it would easily cause dissatisfaction.

"Oh? High Priest, what do you think should be punished?"

Fuxi and the high priest sang together, and there was a tacit understanding in their hearts.

"Leader, in my opinion, killing him is too cheap. It's better to keep him and let him contribute to our tribe."

When the high priest said this, some people still disagreed.

"You all don't worry."

The high priest told them to calm down.

"There should be something to say."

"High Priest, tell me, but this person cannot be let off so easily."

The high priest nodded.

"I'm doing business, you don't worry about it."

Saying this made everyone shut their mouths.

The biological parents of Ziqin next to her were very anxious, for fear that they had just seen their child and now they would be separated from him.

"Let me ask you, what do you know?"

the high priest asked.

Ziqin saw that these people wanted to die by himself, he had given up hope and didn't want to talk.

Fuxi saw it and sent him a voice transmission.

"You should be able to hear me, you'll be fine, and I don't want to lose a boost."

Fuxi smiled, and Ziqin turned to look at him after hearing this, not understanding why he said that, after all, she still wanted to kill him.

"Why, do you have doubts in your heart? If you have any, just live well, and I will tell you slowly."

Ziqin listened to it, knowing that it was Fuxi's provocative method, so she listened to it anyway.

"I learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since I was a child, and I am proficient in everything."

"I know the skills of survival, and I know how to track prey."

……

"I will make a suitable plan according to different circumstances..."

……

When Ziqin spoke, everyone, including the high priest, did not expect it.

Ziqin is really powerful, this is simply the second child of luck.

The high priest was still in a state of shock.

Fu Xi walked up to everyone and spoke.

"How is it? Everyone has heard about it, what do you think of him?"

Hearing Fuxi's question, everyone present was speechless. More than half of what Ziqin said just now was beyond his comprehension.

They even felt that they could not be compared with Ziqin.

"Boss, even if this is the case, he still killed the leader of Rolling Stone!"

The people of the Rolling Stone tribe are very dissatisfied.

However, there is another group of people who are very loyal to Fuxi, so they did not speak.

"Since you have said so, I can also tell you that next, he will be your new tribal leader."

When the people of the Rolling Stone Tribe heard this, they became even more unhappy.

"Why?"

"Yeah, why?"

"We don't agree."

……

There are people who speak all kinds of languages, and Fuxi sees it and is not surprised.

"Are you scared?"

He asked Ziqin next to him.

Ziqin's desire to survive has been stimulated, and it is certainly impossible to admit defeat so easily.

"Not afraid."

"Very well, since this is the case, you will show your strength."

Ziqin nodded.

"Didn't you say that he is not worthy? In that case, let's use your tribe's words. If you win the duel, he will be your leader. If he loses, you will deal with it according to your habits."

What Fuxi said was very fair.

When the people of the Rolling Stone Tribe heard this, they were also gearing up. They didn't believe that a person with a weak formation could have any strength.

"I'll come first."

This is a strong man with more than three feet, and his body is full of tendons, which makes people shudder.

He's the great general next to the leader of the Rolling Stone tribe, Prisoner Bull.

It was named after a ferocious beast. When he attacked, he was like an emotionless captive bull. Wherever he went, not a single blade of grass grew.

After Ziqin saw it, she was not afraid.

"bring it on."

After the prison cow heard this, steam came out of its nose, and the sound of rumbling was like thunder.

He started with his right foot behind him, like a prisoner cow, and his whole body flew in the sky. When the people in the tribe saw him like this, they all backed away in fright, for fear of involving themselves.

But Ziqin saw it and didn't hide or dodge.
When Prison Bull's body was about to fall from the sky, Ziqin kicked him in the middle.

As for how he came to the prisoner cow, no one saw it.

The prisoner cow's body twitched, and this kick made his whole body cramp.

The prisoner cow lay on the ground, gasping for breath.

Ziqin, on the other hand, stood on the ground very easily, looking at him.

Soon, the prisoner cow has recovered.

"It didn't count just now, you actually gave me a cramp!"

Prisoner Niu was very dissatisfied, thinking that this was opportunistic, and fighting head-on, he must not be his opponent.

After hearing this, Ziqin waved again and let him come.

After seeing this, Prisoner Niu rushed up again. This time, instead of rushing to the sky, he moved quickly on the ground and punched Ziqin.

Seeing that Ziqin didn't dodge at all.

Prisoner Niu smiled, thinking that he must be unable to avoid his own attack.

But before he could be happy, he felt his fist hit a mountain range.

That feeling made him too late to react.

His internal organs were overwhelmed for a while, and finally he was shocked by his own strength.

"Huh... this, how is this possible."

He was out of breath, and couldn't believe that such a thin person could deal with himself so easily.

This is the same as Fuxi.

"Boss, I am willing to bow down."

This time, the prisoner bull did not continue to speak.

Prisoner Bull represents the strength of the entire Rolling Stone tribe. Now that he has lost, it is even more impossible to defeat Ziqin.

Seeing their expressions at this time, Fuxi stood up and said, "Do you understand? He was just deceived. Now that he wakes up, he can help our tribe improve its strength. Who else has any doubts?"