I am a primitive

The leader of the Blackstone tribe has a high prestige in the tribe. Later, he led people to make the Blackstone weapon, and then relied on the Blackstone weapon to make life in the tribe much easier. After that, his prestige in the tribe Undoubtedly higher.

At this time, what everyone in the Blackstone tribe did was undoubtedly the best embodiment of his prestige.

Although the people of the Blackstone Tribe wanted to directly kill and wound the members of the Grass Tribe and bring them back to the tribe, but after hearing what the leader of the Blackstone Tribe said at this time, they were still very obedient and did not move.

Under the tense and disbelieving gaze of the leader of the grass tribe, the leader of the black stone tribe suddenly held the weapon in both hands, and slashed down on the stick held by the leader of the grass tribe.

The weapon in his hand was burned and hammered, and it was the sharpest weapon in the entire tribe.

After such a long time, the leader of the Blackstone tribe has also mastered how to use force to knock things off the door most easily.

This slash slanted down, and with just one slash, the wooden stick weapon held by the leader of the grass tribe was chopped into two pieces!

The leader of the grass tribe held the broken stick in his hand, looking at the smooth cut, he was a little dazed.

She was in a daze, but the leader of the Black Stone Tribe was not in a daze. While cutting off the weapon held by the leader of the Grass Tribe, the meteorite weapon in his hand stabbed at the leader of the Grass Tribe.

However, the leader of the grass tribe did not die, because the sharp weapon stopped after hitting the towering chest of the leader of the grass tribe.

The leader of the Blackstone Tribe changed his original plan to kill some of the people who came to the door and return the rest to the tribe.

Because this tribe is familiar with their tribe after all, and it is not a cold winter, food is relatively much easier to obtain.

They also can't afford to kill these people and eat their flesh.

It's just that if I let it go like this, I feel unwilling.

"￥%...&!"

The leader of the Black Stone tribe touched the tall chest of the leader of the Dingcao tribe with the tip of the Black Stone, signaling her to be honest and not to move.

Some pain in the chest made the leader of the grass tribe who wanted to resist after being dazed calm down.

Such a thick stick could be cut in two by this sharp weapon, let alone her body, which would definitely be pierced immediately.

The leader of the Black Stone Tribe followed the weapon and landed on the towering chest of the leader of the Grass Tribe. After a while, a smile appeared on his face and he began to speak...

After a while, the members of the Black Stone Tribe holding the Meteorite dispersed under the leader's order to leave an opening for the members of the Grass Tribe to leave.

The people of the Grass tribe, led by the distraught female leader, walked out along the opening left by the people of the Blackstone tribe in a panic and fear.

Many people dare not look at the meteoric iron weapon held by the people of the Blackstone tribe.

The leader of the Black Stone tribe held the Black Stone weapon, and looked at the triumphant face of the leader of the Cao tribe who led the tribe away, and his mood was so beautiful that he flew up.

The rest of the Blackstone Tribe looked at the Grass Tribe who was leaving in desperation. From time to time, some people turned their heads to peek at them, and then quickly turned their heads away, all of them also showed some inscrutable smiles.

"@#￥D!"

The leader of the Black Stone Tribe saw how far away the people of the Grass Tribe were, and after another glance, he began to yell, carrying a weapon and leading the people, carrying the harvested prey with a good mood, and continued to set off for the tribe. go.

Compared with the wonderful mood of the leader of the Black Stone Tribe, the mood of the lost leader of the Grass Tribe is not good at all.

After walking a certain distance, she stopped and stood there looking at the people of the Black Stone tribe with only some black spots left. She has not calmed down until now.

She didn't understand how this friendly tribe in the past suddenly became what it is today!

I came to report the danger with good intentions, but the enemy turned out to be the tribe I wanted to warn.

This kind-hearted tribe not only killed and took away people from another tribe, but now it is doing that to itself!

The leader of the grass tribe really wanted to refuse, wanted to resist, but just looking at the broken weapons in her hands, and thinking about those people who almost everyone held that terrifying black stone weapon in their hands, her heart of resistance was born. I'm sorry.

"￥%..."

After a while of silence, she made a voice to lead people towards the direction of her tribe.

Along the way, he and she, who seemed to have no energy, forced themselves to pay attention to the surrounding situation, especially whether there was any prey.

Because not only the people in their tribe need prey to satisfy their hunger, they also need to give some prey to the tribe that was once very friendly.

Otherwise, if you fail to hand it in once, people from that tribe will kill a member of their tribe with a black stone weapon!

This is exactly the reason why the leader of the grass tribe lost his soul.

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On the wall of the Qingque tribe, Han Cheng stood on it and looked around.

This time I was climbing high and looking into the distance, not lamenting the great development of the tribe, but looking at the terrain around the courtyard to lay the foundation for the future planning of the tribe.

Judging from the current situation, at least the courtyard must be doubled.

In case it can't be developed for a few years, just like it is now, it needs to be pushed back to the courtyard wall, and then build a bigger one, which is extremely troublesome to go back and forth.

When they were built a little bit at the beginning, they didn't realize that there was anything, but now they want to tear them down and rebuild, it will take a lot of effort.

Moreover, with the expansion of the courtyard, the cultivated land close to the courtyard will inevitably be occupied.

The cultivated land near the courtyard was the first to be reclaimed in the tribe. After several years of cultivation, it has been completely cultivated, and it is the best batch in the tribe.

The encroachment of such arable land is really distressing to the Qingque tribe who are reclaiming more arable land.

But it doesn't matter if you feel distressed. After several years of development, Han Cheng tried to build the courtyard as large as possible when it was first built, but now it can't adapt to today's form.

It's time to make planning revisions, otherwise, it will be even more troublesome to wait until the tribe's population and other things are almost too full to expand...

When Han Cheng stood on it and was thinking about how to expand, the former leader of the Huangguo tribe, the current Dou, and several other people from the original Huangguo tribe, together with some old men from the Qingque tribe, carried farm tools to the distance. The east side of the wall is not too far away, and the ground will be excavated.

After the beginning of spring, this completely different way of life gave Dou, as well as other people from the original Huangguo tribe, a more intuitive feeling for the Qingque tribe.

In winter, what they felt was the abundance, comfort and peace of the Qingque tribe. Now, all they feel is fatigue.

Planing the ground, digging the ground, or digging the ground, this kind of work of turning up the land with tools and then smashing it into pieces is enough to make people who come into contact with this kind of work for the first time feel miserable.

Before doing this kind of work, the most tiring thing Dou felt was hunting.

Because you need to look for prey in the wild, and after you find the prey, you need to chase and fight in various ways. Sometimes at the end of the day, you just feel that you don't have much strength.

But after digging for several days, Dou would rather go hunting in the wild than digging here again.

The bleeding blisters on the hands are not counted. After a day, the whole person does not want to move, and when he wakes up the next day, his whole body is sore.

These are not the most important thing, the most important thing is that this kind of work seems to never end.

Hunting is different. Hunting is only tiring when chasing and fighting prey, and the rest of the time is basically fine.