Don't panic, the leader of rebirth

With a bang, the door of the hut was kicked open forcefully by the young man, and the door fell to the ground, and the optical fiber of the setting sun shone in through the door of the hut.

Sweat oozes densely from his forehead, condenses into soybeans, hangs between the boy's temples, slides down his cheeks and chin, and leaves a black wet mark on the ground, Ugu's panicked voice breaks in the air sounded.

"What's wrong?!" Yue Lin stopped what he was doing, hurriedly walked in front of Wugu, and patted Wugu's back, trying to let the young man relax.

Because of running all the way, the young man panted heavily, and two lines of tears on his face slid down his cheeks when he heard Yue Lin's question.

"Abba, Abba's stomach... the stomach is hurt, the witch said it hurt the intestines..." Ugwu said halfway, sobbing and unable to say a word, he burst into tears, tears streaming down his face.

"Sister-in-law, what should I do, what should I do? Dad, Dad..."

Wu Chen sat up without saying a word, his eyes were full of worry, and the man rushed out anxiously.

Yue Lin hurriedly hugged the boy, and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! You and I and your elder brother will go to see your father immediately, don't panic! Listen to me, calm down."

Yue Lin hurriedly brought his surgical tools and the herbs he had picked and dried manually, and followed Wugu all the way to the Yanyi tribe.

There were many people around the gate of Yanyi Tribe, men, women, old and young, their faces were covered with sadness, and Wu Chen's appearance didn't even attract anyone's attention.

Yue Lin pulled Guo Wuchen and nodded to him in relief, "Don't worry."

Wu Chen stood on the periphery of the crowd, his eyes staring at Yan Yiwu and Heimeng on the stage with a cold light.

Following Wugu to squeeze through the crowd, Yuelin felt the sorrowful mood of the Yanyi tribe, his feet seemed to be tied with hundreds of catties of stones, and Yuelin felt so heavy that he couldn't move.

A man like a giant tower is lying on a rattan net made of old trees and vines, his eyes are tightly closed, his wounds are exposed, and a few uncles whom he met a few days ago are at war with a dark man. Behind the big man is Yan Yi Wu.

"Wu, don't cover Heimeng! It's because of his leader that he was injured!" Yan Hong said coldly, gnashing his teeth at Heimeng who was hiding behind Wu Yanyi, wishing he could rush up and kill Heimeng, that bastard!

"Yes, Wu, you go away, today's matter can't be left like this!" Zuo Shan picked up his stone knife and raised it above his head.

I don't know who in the crowd of the hunting team shouted, "Those who betrayed the tribe, kill them!"

Afterwards, the entire tribe became excited, staring at Heimeng covetously, and the loud voice covered the sky.

"Betrayer, kill!"

Heimeng shrank his body, shrank his head and hid behind Yan Yiwu's thin body, feeling the killing intent from the whole tribe, his body trembled unnaturally.

Wu Yanyi shook the clothes caught by Heimeng. Although he said he wanted to kill Wuyang, he did not let Heimeng, a fool, not cooperate with the tribe's attack while hunting. Although he was angry, he was not against Heimeng at this time. When losing your temper.

Yanyi Wu showed a helpless expression on his kind old face, and said: "You say that Heimeng deliberately did not cooperate during the hunt and let the saber-toothed tiger hurt Wuyang, but I can't just listen to you guys, Heimeng you Let’s talk about the situation at that time.”

"At that time we were hunting saber-toothed tigers, and we had already inserted a few wooden thorns into the saber-toothed tiger's chest. It was Wuyang who was accidentally bitten by the saber-toothed tiger. It has nothing to do with me!" At this moment, Heimeng could only open his eyes and talk nonsense, looking at the This group of Yanyi big men who want to eat their own flesh and skin their own skin, isn't it courting death to tell the truth at this moment?

The Yanhu of the hunting team anxiously shouted at Yan Yiwu: "Wu, you can't believe the words of Heimeng's deputy leader, ah bah, Heimeng's bastard's words! It's because he was delaying the time and didn't insert the last wooden thorn into it. It was the saber-toothed tiger that injured the leader!"

"Yes, we all saw it!"

Wu Yanyi's face was dark, she lowered her brows, and squinted at the first Yanhu who spoke.

"Shut up, wait until the leader wakes up. After all, Heimeng is the deputy leader of the Yanyi tribe, and I have no right to make decisions alone."

"Fuck you, water ant, you old bastard, you really think that Wuyang is unconscious now, and our brothers can't do anything about you?! I'll fucking kill you!" Zuo Shan picked up the wooden splinter on the ground, Rush to the front of Wu Yanyi.

Several big men beside Yan Yiwu also picked up the wooden thorns on the ground, and a voice sounded in the air full of anger, asking: "Zuo Shan, are you crazy?! Stop!"

Yan Yiwu sneered, it's been a long time since someone called him by his full name, in Yan Yi, in the desolate mountain range, who would not call Yan Yi Wu when he saw his respectful one?Seeing Zuo Shan blocked by others, Wu Yanyi was furious, but showed a kind look on his face.

Wuyang deserves to die, and Zuo Shan and his gang deserve to die too!If it wasn't for me, how could Yan Yi be today?Why does Wuyang have higher prestige than himself in Yanyi?I am a witch, a witch of the tribe!I can decide the future of the tribe, there can only be one witch, but there can be countless leaders!Why does Wuyang have more prestige than himself, why do most people in the tribe listen to him? !

Wu Yanyi was in a hurry, but he looked at Wuyang lying on the ground with a pair of old eyes, and his heart felt extremely comfortable.

Wuyang, so what if you have higher prestige than me?So what if they all obey you?Now, I'm not in charge of your fate. If you hurt your intestines, your intestines will only slowly rot away!

It's good to see you die in pain.

"Shan Hu, Zuo Shan only said such words because he was too excited because he was worried about the leader, Wu will not blame him." Wu Yanyi opened his mouth and said with a disgusting and loving face.

Yan Yi Wu showed a sad expression, and said: "Zuo Shan, but there must be no next time in the future."

Wu Yanyi leaned on his crutch step by step. He was as peaceful as a saint, and said: "My people, pray for the protection of the ancestor gods. Your witch association will pray for the leader in the witch temple. May the gods bless him."

The people of the Yanyi tribe stretched out their hands one after another, then landed on their feet, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the towering stone statue at the top of the witch temple, and kept their eyes closed.

"May the gods of the ancestors bless you, the flames of flames will never cease, and will start a prairie fire everywhere."

Heimeng hurriedly followed Yan Yi Wu's pace, and walked towards the high platform above the witch temple.

Yan Yiwu stood on the high platform, raising his eyes to look down at the situation below.

With a pair of cloudy eyes, he looked in surprise at the young man standing in a corner below. The man had a pair of jet-black eyes, and his black hair was randomly scattered on his back. A layer of light red.

"Wu Chen..."

Zuo Shan looked at the backs of Yanyi Wu and Heimeng leaving, clenched his fists with both hands, his eyes were red, and whispered in a voice that he could only hear: "Water, ant."

The Yanyi witch left, and the people of the nearby Yanyi tribe stood up from the ground and looked at the witch temple in confusion.

"So many of our clansmen can testify that it was Heimeng who injured the leader, Wu actually..."

"Hei Meng should be burned to death!"

"Correct!"

"Burn to death!"

The women and children who stayed in the tribe and did not go out all learned the details of Wuyang's injury from their men, and looked at the team led by Heimeng with unfriendly expressions.

"Hey, shameless, damn it."

Zuo Feng walked to Zuo Shan's side, patted his brother on the shoulder, and said with a sigh, "Wu Yanyi has lost his support now, don't panic. Let's take care of Wuyang's situation first."

People around started to disperse.

"You all go back, don't disturb the leader's rest, it's not good for us to be noisy all the time here." Zuo Feng choked up and said to the densely packed Yanyi people around Wuyang.

"Captain Zuo is right. I will go back and pray for the leader at home. The ancestor god will definitely bless the leader!"

"Go back and pray for blessings!"

……

"I'm going to kneel, and I won't get up until the ancestor god promises to save the leader!" A child's immature voice rang in everyone's ears.

Yan Hong squatted on the ground with red eyes, looking at the wound on Wuyang's stomach, suddenly tears slipped down his face inadvertently.

"Wuyang...Look at how powerful you are. Everyone in the tribe looks up to you and relies on you to lead the tribe to hunt more and better food."

"Wuyang..."

Who knows who shouted Wuyang's name with choked tears, and suddenly the big men around Wuyang couldn't help but their eyes were red, and Zuo Shan was crying and sobbing at the same time.

"Wuyang, I, Zuo Shan, will do what I say. If you have anything to do, I will kill Heimeng and bury you with you." Zuo Shan was full of hostility, his whole body was burning with anger and trembling, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.

Suddenly a voice came.

"Don't block the way, get out of the way, let me see the leader's injury!"

Raising their heads, everyone looked at the person in shock, Zuo Shan wiped away tears, quickly pushed Zuo Feng away, and stepped aside, saying: "Quick, quick, quick, come and see!"

With red eyes, Yan Hong was separated from the ground by Zuo Feng and Zuo Shan, looked at Yue Lin and said suddenly, "Yes, yes, yes, we still have Yue Lin Wu, Yue Lin Wu can definitely cure Wuyang! If Linlian Wuchen can be cured, so can Wuyang!"

Ugwu stood aside with red eyes, clenched his hands into fists, and stared nervously at Yue Lin.

Yue Lin put down the things in his hands, squatted down, and pulled away the animal skin on Wuyang's stomach with his hands. The blood had already dried up, and the wound was not too big, but it penetrated through the skin. Trembling, Yue Lin pulled Wuyang away with his clean hands. injured skin.

The woman came in a hurry. She had beautiful black hair and strange blue eyes. She had the soft beauty of an oriental person, but also a bit of coquettishness. The woman's abdomen was slightly bulging.

Moonlight stared blankly at Wuyang's body lying on the ground, and suddenly squatted down, sobbing, "Uncle Wuyang..."

Although he wanted to ridicule Wu Chen who had always been dismissive of him, but he really respected, respected, and worshiped Wu Yang.

If it wasn't for Uncle Wuyang who would give some food to his family every time he hunted when he was young, he would have been eaten by his parents long ago, right?Uncle Wuyang didn't continue to support his family until his elder brother was able to hunt.