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In the warm sunshine of the spring day, the open space in the middle of the shelter is full of people. (Free full novel.
The refugees of these Yiming tribes, the hands of a large copper bowl in the sun, the expression of eating and drinking is called an intoxication.
After the broken eggs, fat flesh, and a lot of salt and sugar, they thoroughly conquered the soil bun on the plains.
Like a full-featured breeder, the cow master slammed the cauldron and yelled in his mouth: "Don't worry! Eat slowly, the Blackstone tribe has a lot of food."
However, I think that those who do not know how long they have not eaten, if they eat too much, unfortunately they are alive and dead, then the fun can be big.
The cow master quickly added another sentence: "Then! You can only eat three bowls per person in these two days. When you are not so weak, give you some big fat to make up."
After that, the cow master gave the spoon in his hand to other people and walked straight to the witch of the Yiming tribe...
Seeing the cow master come, although the opponent's skin fat porridge is very disappointing, but still put down the copper bowl in his hand, intends to stand up and give gifts.
"You don't have to be so polite, you continue to drink porridge, I just came over and chatted a few words." Niu rang said quickly.
Later, the cow master asked directly: "The food on the plains is now tense like this?"
I smiled bitterly: "Food, which tribes do you want to see? The tribes in the grassland area of the chickens have been continuously dry for two years on the plains, but the local chicken tribes don't have to worry about food."
"But those tribes that depend on farming for their livelihood have been ruined for two consecutive years under the influence of the disaster relief; there is still food there."
"Then, what do you live by?" The old man doubted his face.
My answer is full of bitterness: "What else can you go to the distant forests to hunt, more is to grab the locusts to eat and eat; but the locusts eat more, the mouth is always vomiting sour water, humming The tribe originally had thousands of people, and now there is one, and all of them are here."
The cow master heard the words for a while and comforted each other:
"Things have passed. After joining the Blackrock Horde, you no longer have to worry about eating and drinking; yes, if you don't have any special skills, you will be arranged to go to the right place to cultivate."
"Special skills? The tribe can talk to the birds. It depends on this point. Before we caught some prey in the forest, we couldn't even have these people." I asked.
The huge surprise made the cow master who was half-squatting on the ground suddenly stand up.
The weak chickens went to the mountains in the depths of the north, and they all had a month to go. Seeing that they were about to return, but the same, there was no problem.
When the number of the hired birds brought back by the weak chickens is too much, it is not a way to convey the orders by weak chickens.And when I sleep, I send pillows. These people from the tribe are not born birds and conductors!
In this regard, the cow lord said loudly: "Of course, you are here to cultivate a good time, and I will give you more important things in the future."
After that, the cow master rushed out of the shelter...
It seems that on the way to the mountain, there are many supply points to provide food for the large and small tribes entering the mountain; who knows that there are no other talents among the many tribes.
If you are so hungry in the middle of the road, then it is not his cow master, less said that it is a loss of a few hundred million.
The middle edge of the plain is a place that few people care about.
Although it belongs to the central region, it also lives in many tribes, large and small, but the land is far poorer than other places in the Central Plains.
Even the various caravans are rarely here, and it seems to have been the same as the entire human race.
In the circulation of information, it is still passed on by the mouth of the caravan; basically a year ago, what happened in the Central Plains was called the original era of the latest news.
Therefore, no one knows the big men of the Wolverine. This poor mountain is here. It has also lasted for more than a year of disaster relief and drought.
Of course, even if they know it, they will not care.
For the Wolverine, only the rich Central Plains area is an important place, and other areas are unimportant wild places for them.
Tribes living in other places, even if they are hard, will not be taken care of by them...
Huqiu tribe, a medium-sized tribe with a population of around 2,000.
At this time, as long as the entire tribe can move, one counts, all appear in their fields, holding various weapons in their hands, waiting nervously.
The crops in the field have just been planted for a long time, and it is just a sprout that has just been issued.
These buds, but the hope that the entire Huqiu can survive, are now seriously threatened; in the divination of witches, the locusts are coming again, and the hope of their survival will be completely ruined.
Therefore, they must guard here and guard their hopes of survival.
Suddenly, a voice in the crowd shouted with excitement: "The locusts are coming."
Everyone heard the words and then lifted them
Looking at the head, but after just glanced, their hands and feet were cold. It was too much. The locusts flying in the distance in the distance, the large piece of black pressure, was simply covering the sky.
After a year of drought, the scale of locusts has grown larger.
Such an amazing amount, where they can be blocked by the people of this point; everyone knows that the Huqiu tribe is going to die, because the last grain has been planted as food...
It seems that in a blink of an eye, the locusts came to the front of everyone.Everyone in the Huqiu tribe is crazy, waving the weapons in their hands; but these locusts are so flexible, often fortunately hit one, but have no effect on the whole locust.
The locusts have passed easily, and the ridiculous defense lines they formed have plunged into the hope of the Huqiu tribe's last survival. They can completely destroy them in a blink of an eye.
It was at this time that a miraculous scene took place:
After a shrill scream came, these locusts, like the natural enemies of horror, flew up to the sky and then ascended into the sky, covering the sky of the Huqiu tribe.
Everyone who felt that they were escaping from the dead quickly looked in the direction of the whistling sound.
I saw that a whole body was wrapped in a black robe, and only the strangers who showed a pair of eyes stood there.
After seeing everyone seeing it, the geek shouted in a very harsh voice: "I am the worm god, the god man who controls the worms; join my worm temple, drive me, I can let you live in the disaster Come down."
Almost without any consideration, everyone in the Huqiu tribe fell to the ground with a stranger, and shouted in the mouth: "Pest God, Pest God..."
The geek, known as the worm god, enjoyed a lot of worship and began to shout again: "All the soldiers go with me, we go to the next tribe; the worm temple will become the only temple on this continent."
After a few moments, the geeks were surrounded by hundreds of fanatics, carrying a worm of the sky and killing a recent tribe.
Unspeakable temperament, the geek roared in his heart: "Wu Dian, Niu lord, my emperor is back!"
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