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The Longbow Cave has a special terrain, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Since the Longbow people abandoned it, it has welcomed a group of new residents. Both the Xingdong people and the Xishan cave people use it as a temporary habitat.

On the day when the Xishan Cave people migrated to the South Forest, they bravely defeated the blue-faced people. The hunters fulfilled the duty of escorting the tribe, and some hunters even fulfilled it with their lives.Be it the desperate battle on Tiger King Rock, or the battle between two archers under Jushan against more than a dozen blue-faced men, those are things that have never happened in people's knowledge.

Perhaps one day, the tribesmen will settle down in the south, and from generation to generation, there will be old people telling their stories.

The heroes who participated in the battle were all wounded, lying in the main hall, moaning in pain, or unconscious.Women and children took risks to gather herbs and drink water in the forest to take care of their benefactors.

Yong Yi's upper body was bare, revealing various wounds on his body. His most seriously injured right shoulder was bandaged, but blood still oozed from the straps and dripped onto his chest.The drops of blood seemed to be his bleeding heart.He stayed by Yechen's side all day, without sleep or rest, without saying a word, as if petrified.

The long legs also remembered the sad and heartbroken look of Yong Yi, who came back from the bloodbath, stepped into the main hall, and saw the silent Yechen lying on the ground.This good brother of his used to cry when he was sad, but he knelt down in front of his beloved, holding his hand and bowing his head, but he remained silent.

Sometimes silence is more disturbing than crying. Long Legs was glad that he came back alive, but he couldn't help worrying about him.

People looked at the two of them from a distance, one was seriously injured and comatose, the other was distraught, and was covered in bruises, and people's hearts were shrouded in sadness.Everyone knows that if there were no hunters like them to intercept the enemy today, there would be countless casualties in the West Mountain Cave, with corpses strewn all over the field.

Xiaoxi brought a bowl of fish soup, handed it to Yong Yi, and whispered, "Eat something." She could see that this man was very special to her brother.

When her brother was sent to the Longbow Cave, she also cried bitterly, but her heartache was far less than that of this man.Seeing him sitting beside his brother motionless, from dusk to late at night, he himself was seriously injured, doesn't he feel pain or tired?

Yong Yi ignored Xiao Xi, he looked down at Ye Chen, and helped him to pull the tiger skin covering him tighter.The way he looked at Yechen was heartbreaking, and he touched Yechen's face from time to time, whispering something.

Xiao Xi gently put the fish soup beside Yong Yi, and she went to take care of the other wounded, not only in Xishan Cave, but also in Xing Cave.Xiaoxi heard that the blue-faced man suffered heavy casualties on Tiger King Rock, but the old hunters in Xishan Cave were also killed or disabled in this battle.

Zhu Maoya was supported by two people. At that time, he was already having difficulty walking. He was like a bloody man, with a long gash in his abdomen. He covered his abdomen with his hands, and his expression was pale and heavy.While Wu Cai was treating Zhu Maoya, Xiao Xi was helping Wu Yue treat the other wounded. She was too busy with other things to pay attention.There was only one time when she raised her head, she accidentally saw tears on Wu Cai's face, and saw her and Zhu Maoya's hands holding each other, both hands were bright red.

He should be able to survive, he is a vermilion spear warrior with one against ten.

The people in Xishan Cave are very united, unlike the people in their star cave.After evacuating from the setting sun forest hastily, Yu Huanya and Big Wolf took their wives and children away, abandoning the old, weak, sick and disabled clansmen. Fortunately, there was still Yu Huanhu leading them.If there is no Yu Huanhu, the Xingdong people would probably not exist in this world.

Yechen woke up the next day after staying in the Longbow Cave. He opened his eyes and saw Yong Yi's face, sleeping in his arms.Under the enemy's attack, Yechen felt a piercing pain, but at that time, he didn't know whether his pain came from himself, or he felt Yong Yi's pain.

All he remembered was that the blue faces were besieging him, and there was nothing he could do, he knew he was going to die. At the moment of "death", he seemed to "see" Yong Yi rolling down Tiger King Rock, he screamed silently, with blood and tears on his face.

It turned out that he was not dead, they were all still alive, and he was still in Yong Yi's warm embrace.Ye Chen felt in a trance like a dream, he wanted to raise his hand to touch Yong Yi, only then did he realize that this injured arm was in excruciating pain, the pain that penetrated deep into the bone made him truly realize that he was still alive.

It's good to be alive.

Yechen raised his other hand and touched Yong Yi's face. His face used to have youthful vigor and fearlessness, but now his brows are firm and firm. It is less than a year since we met him. During this year, many things have happened.They all grew up unknowingly, became responsible, and became tenacious.Ye Chen looked at Yong Yi, and found a long scar on his forehead, across the end of the right eyebrow, his face was covered with blood at one point, but the wound had stopped bleeding and herbal medicine was applied on it.His upper body was naked, and there were countless wounds, large and small. He was besieged, and he went through terrible battles. Ordinary people would have died countless times.When I was stabbed, I felt his pain. At that moment, the two seemed to be one. At that time, Yechen's heart hurt so much, as if it was going to die of pain.

Luckily he didn't die and they were all alive.

Yechen gently rested his head on Yongyi's uninjured left shoulder, wet with tears, although his arm hurt, he still tried his best to hug him.

But Yong Yi, who had been waiting for Yechen day and night, finally couldn't bear it and fell asleep. He couldn't see Yechen waking up. He fell asleep in the dark, otherwise he would be so happy at this time.

After waking up, Yechen couldn't sleep anymore, he quietly crawled out of Yongyi's arms, sat up slowly, and looked around.

The main hall of the Longbow tribe is relatively small, densely packed with people sleeping, people from Xingdong and Xishan Cave mixed together.The fire in the fire pit was burning brightly, illuminating the cave, and he found Xiaoxi's figure as he wished, and his heart was full of relief.

He could feel that the most difficult time was over, and that they would have a peaceful life, not long after.

Yechen lay down next to Yongyi, and pulled the quilt to cover the two of them. His wound was still painful, but his heart was full and happy, and he soon fell asleep again.In his sleep, Yechen saw Nanlugu under the firelight, Yong Yi riding on the giant rhinoceros, and the blue-faced man looking across the water.

The flame danced in the wind, turning into the figure of a fire-horned deer. In his dream, he chased its light body and came to a flat land. A kind of yellow plant was planted neatly, with heavy tassels. Flying in the wind.

Because the hunters such as Zhu Maoya were seriously injured and needed to recuperate, the Xishan Cave people and Xing Cave people temporarily stayed in the Longbow Cave. Fortunately, there are still some hunters who can fight. With the terrain, they can protect everyone.

Zhu Maoya and Lao Mu were seriously injured, Wu Cai and Wu Yue tried their best to treat them and take care of them day and night.The vitality of the two old hunters was particularly tenacious, especially Zhu Maoya, who was in a coma for two days and two nights, and only woke up on the third day.

After both Yechen and Dad woke up, Yong Yi's condition improved a lot, he no longer looked like an old log, and could speak and move.

Zhu Maoya was wrapped in a black bear's skin, and lay leaning against a stone pillar. His waist was no longer straight, and his face looked a little gray, but his eyes were piercing.A vermilion spear was placed across his thigh. The vermilion spear had been wiped clean by Wu Cai, and it was no longer stained with blood, and it was shiny red.

Yong Yi took a bowl of broth, handed it to his father, and sat beside him by the way.He watched his father eat the broth slowly, and also looked at the red spear on his lap.Although he always disliked his father's appearance, he actually admired him since he was a child.In the battle at Huwangyan, if it wasn't for the presence of the old man, one could fight against ten, and even break Bao Ming's white spear while being seriously injured, they would all have to die.

After Zhu Maoya finished drinking the broth, he put the empty bowl on the ground, and went to touch his Zhu Maoya again. He seemed to sigh, and said to his son: "This Zhu Maoya, you wanted it very much when you were young."

Yong Yi bowed his head in embarrassment, he was not sensible before, how did he know that the person holding the red spear had to bear the safety of the entire tribe, he used to only think that holding a red spear was very majestic.

"Son, I'm getting old." Zhu Maoya's voice sounded exhausted, but he looked at Yong Yi with expectation, "It will be your Zhu Mao in the future, you have to protect the people."

If obtaining Zhu Mao had to go through a severe test, then Yong Yi had already passed the test in Huwangyan's desperate battle.He is resolute and vigorous, strong and tenacious, and he is the most valiant warrior among the young hunters in the West Mountain Cave.

Yong Yi's eyes widened in astonishment, he secretly glanced at Wu Cai who was boiling medicine, and said nervously, "Zhu Maoya, don't scare Wu."

Zhu Maoya smiled, as a son, Yong Yi seldom saw his father smile at him, but he didn't smile, his expression was serious.Zhu Maoya had already noticed the change in Yongyi, his son had really grown up after these several battles.

"I'm just tired and want to heal my injuries. I'll rely on you from now on, son." Zhu Maoya raised his big hand and patted Yongyi's shoulder heavily. This was the first time he called Yongyi's son.

"Well, father, there are us." Yong Yi responded, and only then did he smile.

The old hunters may be injured, but the Xishan cave tribe still has hope. There are a group of young and powerful hunters, and everyone will protect the tribe together.

When Gouya was carried back to the Longbow Cave, he thought for a while that he would not survive. His wife, A Liu, cried bitterly while holding him, and even his dog whimpered and wailed.Among the first group of people who retreated, Ah Liu meant dog teeth, he knew that the first group of people who retreated were the safest.

Under the giant cedar, the blue-faced man stabbed Gouya in the chest, avoiding the vital point. It wasn't that the blue-faced man missed, but that Gouya was struggling and resisting desperately.There were already unhealed wounds, and with the addition of new wounds, Gouya could not lie down and was as weak as a sick cat.

His wife never left to take care of him, and beside him lay his wife and a sick dog. He closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.Leaning on a wooden stick, Yechen walked up to Gou Ya, saw their family sleep tiredly, and left quietly.

Yechen has always been a tough person. On the second day of his injury, he dragged his injured leg and walked around among the clansmen. He patrolled the Longbow Cave and cared about the situation of the blue-faced people outside the cave.Changjiaoyi and Daxiu guarded the wooden bridge with longbows day and night, and they would be shot whenever the blue-faced people approached.

Strangely, the blue-faced figure did not appear around the Longbow Cave, but Black Badger and Zhu Mao, who were out hunting, confirmed that they had seen the blue-faced man in the southern forest, and the blue-faced man did not evacuate.I also know that they have suffered heavy losses and are dominated by hatred and unwillingness, and they will not let it go.

The author has something to say: Yong Yi: I don’t like to cry anymore, hum.

Director: Don't think that holding back your tears is not a crybaby, there is a dark history.