I am a primitive

After all, this is Han Cheng's first tattoo.

It took a while to let go of the guy with the swollen cheeks.

On this guy's face, there was already a crooked look on his face. The word was 'slave'.

The tattooed slave of the sheep tribe was thrown into the small slave yard, where he sat with ashes on his face.

Because through the mouths of those in his tribe who wanted to scratch him to death, he already understood what his stinging cheek represented.

I became a slave myself!

This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that his slave is different from other slaves.

The rest of the slaves in the tribe still have the possibility to get rid of their status as slaves through meritorious deeds, but after he was tattooed, he could only be a slave for the rest of his life!

For what happened to this guy, no one in the tribe felt sympathy for him, because what this guy did was too infuriating.

Or the son of God is too kind, otherwise, according to them, he would have to kill this guy...

In such an atmosphere, the Qingque Tribe trade team that went out to preach also began to return.

Along with them were representatives sent by those tribes.

Although letting some people in the tribe go out at this time will affect the storage of food for the winter, compared with these, the threat of that evil and powerful tribe is obviously greater...

Standing by the side of the deer pen, Han Cheng looked at the donkeys inside the deer pen, and the joy in his eyes was still hard to hide.

Although he has seen these donkeys many times.

At this time, he was not only happy about the donkeys in front of him, but also because he thought of the planting industry of the semi-agricultural tribe.

Now that the planting industry has been developed, there must be crops.

The millet and soybeans in the tribe, Han Chengcheng, held them for the guy whose face was tattooed by him to see.

The guy said that what the semi-agricultural tribe grows is different from these two.

How could this not make Han Cheng happy?

This shows that in the near future, my tribe will get a new type of crop, and it is the kind that people can eat frequently.

Preferably wheat.

Han Cheng clenched his fists expectantly and thought.

As a northerner who grew up eating noodles, he hadn't tasted the torment of noodles in [-], and he had already made enough of it.

After getting the wheat, Han Cheng will definitely get the flour out first.

Then steam a pot of white flour buns, have a good meal, and comfort the poor stomach.

Han Cheng felt that he was not allowed to order any dishes, but he could eat a lot of white buns, and he was very happy.

Even if it is not wheat, rice is also very good. Although he eats less rice on weekdays, Han Cheng has no objection to using rice as the staple food without pasta.

This tribe, don't let yourself down!

Han Cheng clenched his fists and thought secretly, he actually had the urge to lead people to the Bannong tribe right now to see what kind of crops they had...

The time is pushed forward a little, and the location is transferred to the tribe where the bark is.

After coming to the tribe where the bark was, the leader of the Blackstone tribe didn't stay too long.

Just looking at the strange cave of this tribe here for a while, shouting loudly, holding a sharp weapon, leading the people in the tribe, rushing towards this rich and strange tribe.

Although the things of this tribe were a little weird, this weirdness was not taken into the eyes of the leader of the Blackstone tribe.

In the past two years, with the sharp black stone weapon in his hand, he led his men to attack many tribes.

None of these tribes could stop them.

Although the tribe in front of them looks strange and has a large number of people, the Blackstone tribe is not worried at all.

This is the confidence he has brought others to play in the past two years.

"#￥5!"

The bark holding the big bow in his hand shouted loudly, let go of the hand holding the bowstring, and a feathered arrow shot out.

The rest of the people in the tribe who seemed nervous also let go of their hands, and then picked up a feathered arrow, put it on the bowstring, and continued to shoot.

The battle between the Blackstone tribe and the Bark tribe started without much fanfare.

The tribe where the bark was located did not have a sharpshooter like Brother Sha and a peashooter like Brother Sha, so the leader of the Blackstone tribe who ran at the front was not killed immediately.

However, not everyone is very lucky to have the aura of avoiding arrows, so there were screams from the people of the Blackstone tribe who rushed forward with the leader of the Blackstone tribe.

Someone was shot and fell to the ground, howling in pain.

This unexpected incident made the leader of the Blackstone tribe a little confused. What kind of weapons did the people of this tribe use?

How did they hit one of their own at such a distance?

Looking at those people who were hiding behind the weird cave and kept pulling and releasing the weird weapons in their hands, the leader of the Blackstone tribe roared angrily.

He felt that the people of these tribes were too shameless, and would only hide behind and use such methods to attack them.

If they touch each other and fight again, he will use the sharp black stone weapon in his hand to cut off these people and the weird weapon in their hands!

So after uttering this roar, he ran wildly, and the rest of the Blackstone tribe who had been ordered by him also quickly ran towards the tree bark.

Bark shot arrows quickly while shouting loudly, telling the people in the tribe to shoot arrows too.

As a result, the attack suddenly became fierce. From time to time, someone from the Blackstone Tribe who was running was shot and fell to the ground...

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A feathered arrow flew close to the cheek of the leader of the Blackstone Tribe, leaving a gash in his face, and blood immediately flowed out.

The leader of the Blackstone Tribe took a painful breath, but he didn't retreat, because at this time he had already run under the wall where the Bark Tribe was.

Originally, he thought that as long as he came to the cave, these timid guys would no longer be opponents of his tribe, but after he came to him, he realized that he was very wrong.

Because this strange-looking cave is actually extremely difficult to cross!

And some of the despicable guys above have given up the hated weapons and replaced them with long pointed sticks and stabbed them hard. People from the Blackstone tribe have been tricked from time to time.