Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Even at night, the percussion in the mountains and forests did not stop.

On the mountain where Shao Xuan and the others rested, there was still some distance from the place where the people from Yanling knocked on the mountain, but even so, they could hear the sound from there.

"Never stop at night? What are they trying to do?" said a member of the Feather Tribe.

The people of the Yu tribe live in the trees outside the cave, and their hearing is good. A little noise at night can wake them up, not to mention the constant knocking.

Compared with the people outside the cave, the people sleeping in the cave are much better. I don't know what happened. Tonight, they feel that the cave is very quiet. Even below the cave, the sound of the insects in the ground is moving. It's gone, and the sound from the outside has been reduced a lot when it reaches the stone cave, and it is not as clear as the people of the Yu tribe.

Therefore, when the people of the Yu tribe complained, there was a rare snoring sound in the cave. In the past few days of continuous large-scale searches, everyone has consumed a lot of physical strength, but there is no result. Everyone is very tired, and it is rare to encounter a quiet night, so I quickly fall asleep.

The green-faced fangs caught by Shao Xuan became quiet after struggling to no avail. However, Shao Xuanneng knew from its breathing that it was not asleep, but just lay there quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lying on the ground in the stone cave, Shao Xuan heard a knocking sound from outside, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. The movement outside didn't interfere with his sleep, he couldn't fall asleep, just because he was restless.

When others find it rare to be quiet, Shao Xuan always feels that something is going to happen.

Really unable to sleep, Shao Xuan got up and walked out of the cave.

There was a gust of wind blowing outside the cave, and in the surrounding woods, the sound of the leaves and the grass was unceasing. This is the movement I have heard in the past few days, but tonight's sound, it has an indescribable sound. Yusen. Even Shao Xuan felt goosebumps from being blown by the wind.

Is it because the temperature has dropped these days?

Do not. No, the temperature these days is a little bit higher than it was three days ago. If you leave this particularly verdant mountain forest, enter other places in the beast forest. Maybe the ambient temperature will be higher.

Although the nights in the mountains will be a little cooler, for the totem warriors, it is almost like a summer night.

Another gust of wind came.

唦唦——妦妦——

The rubbing sound of the branches and grasses swaying sounded again, and Shao Xuan touched the goose bumps on his arms. Staring at the surroundings, this feeling is so strange, why is it?

They have set many traps under the mountain. If someone breaks in or is attacked by a beast, there will definitely be an early warning sound, and there will be no movement at all.

Tonight, the two Thousand-faced tribe people who were in charge of the vigil looked at Shao Xuan suspiciously, wondering why this Yanjiao man didn't sleep at night, did he come out to get some air?

"There is no movement at the foot of the mountain?" Shao Xuan asked the two night watchmen.

"No."

The speaker was a warrior named Feiyou from the Thousand-faced Tribe. This person Shao Xuan had met a long time ago, when Shao Xuan went out with the expedition team of the Pu tribe. I've only seen him, and had a brief fight.

Fei You looked at Shao Xuan, "Did Elder Shao Xuan notice something?" He understood that the people in Yanjiao had a stronger perception of abnormal conditions in the mountains and forests than others, so after hearing Shao Xuan's question, he asked speak out.

In the past, Feiyou dared to fight against Shao Xuan, but now, he knows that he is not the opponent of this peer, and the desert and the others did ignore the Yanjiao people. But now, no one can ignore the tribe anymore.

"Not yet. Be careful tonight, and pay attention to the movement at the foot of the mountain." Shao Xuan said.

Hearing this, Feiyou and another warrior from the Thousand Faces Tribe froze in their hearts. This flaming horn person will definitely not say this for no reason. They didn't have much affection for the Yanjiao tribe, but they had to admit that in this mountain forest, the Yanjiao people were indeed sharper than them in this regard. Since he said so, there must be a reason.

The knocking sound from the distance still did not stop.

Just as Shao Xuan thought, all the behaviors of the Yanling people seemed to be very urgent, as if they were in a hurry.

Why is this?

Yanling has become the overlord of the desert, and the tribesmen do not pose much of a threat to them. They can still rule the desert safely. Why do they rush to act? To strengthen their position? Or, prepare for something else?

Perhaps, not only the tribesmen have an inexplicable sense of crisis, but even the rocky tombs that dominate the desert are anxious.

What does the weather phenomenon indicate?

When Shao Xuan looked around blankly, in the distance, on a certain mountain.

At night, the mountain was full of fire, and the light from the white water moon stone.

Shiya brought nearly two-thirds of the people over, and let the slaves keep knocking on the mountain in front of him.

There are also records in the handbooks left by the ancestors, saying that the green-faced fangs likes to sleep in the grass, but the nest prefers the cave, and even many times, there are several hiding in the cave on a mountain.

And here, this is the place where the green-faced fangs they were hunting were hiding. He wanted to use the sound of tapping to scare the green-faced fangs out.

They are knocking on the mountain here, and the traps are set in many other directions. No matter which direction the blue-faced fangs inside come out, they will encounter the people who are guarding there or the traps set up.

Boom!

With one hammer after another, the gravel splashed at the entrance of the hole.

"Master! There seems to be some noise!" said a slave.

Shi Ya was resting with his eyes closed, and when he heard the news, a smile finally appeared on his gloomy face. As he expected! The green-faced fangs hiding inside really couldn't hide it!

Shiya asked the slaves to stop the hammers in their hands and listen carefully.

At the entrance of the small hole, more than half of it was blocked by the smashed gravel because of the hammers of the slaves. At this time, a sound like a gasping "wheeze" came from the hole that was mostly covered.

Once the green-faced fangs begin to show such movements, it proves that they can't bear it anymore and will come out. For this beast that likes to be active at night and sleep during the day, it will be blocked in the hole at night, and it will keep coming out. Percussion to make noise is simply torment and torture. With the violent temper of green face and fangs, it is strange that he can hold it back!

The smile on Shi Ya's face deepened, and he signaled the slaves guarding outside to prepare.

It was just a blink of an eye, the sound of whirring suddenly became close at hand from a distance, and the slaves guarding the entrance of the cave had already pulled up the vines in their hands.

The vines with toughness are more sturdy after being matched and soaked. The people in Yanling use such vines to weave their hunting nets, and most of the traps are also used. These are the experiences summed up by the ancestors of Yanling, and Shiya is not worried that he will be broken by the blue-faced fangs.

With a bang, the gravel that blocked most of the opening of the hole exploded, and a figure rushed out.

The figure was very fast, and the slaves at the entrance of the cave couldn't see its appearance at all. All they could feel was that its whole body seemed to be puffing with air, and the surrounding air was bursting with explosions.

The green-faced fangtooth beast that rushed out of the cave was caught by the vine net guarding outside. Its fangs could cut the vines, but the vines tied to other parts of its body were not its two strange tusks. as far as the teeth can pierce.

The slaves were quick to tie up the green-faced fangs that rushed into the hunting net. No one touched the two long fangs. Shiya knew very well what their most powerful attack was. This was just the first time he had seen Green Faced Fangs alive.

After a few days of gloomy mood, Shiya finally cleared up.

Really ready to say something, Shi Ya suddenly heard an exclamation next to him, his cold and stern murderous aura was like an invisible spear, pointing straight at him.

Before he could think about it, Shi Ya jumped up to avoid it.

A figure suddenly rushed out of the wood next to it. To be precise, it rushed out from the ground in the wood next to it. The grass there was too deep and covered a hole there, and the hole was unknown. It was hit by something, and it has collapsed for a while. The soil and rocks have hidden the hole well, otherwise the people in Yanling would not have missed it.

The figure that suddenly rushed out really caught Shi Ya off guard.

The figure running and rushing toward it, jiggled up and down quickly as it ran, and the sound of the wind was like the howl of a beast at night, and it was like a raging gust of wind, and the surrounding grass waves were carried towards the same one. direction swing.

Facing such a sudden attack, Shi Ya avoided it, but the slave standing there was not spared, even though he had already picked up his own weapon and wanted to resist the violent blow.

Bang!

A cloud of blood sprayed from the slave's arms holding the broad knife. Blood spurted from every pore. Under the bulging muscles, the meridians were prominent, as if they were about to pop out of the flesh. The slave who blocked the blow felt the tingling pain from his arm, and the strong wind that hit his face with the blow pulled all the muscles on his face backwards, and the protruding bones made the whole face look sturdy. weird.

"Catch... Catch it!" Shi Ya didn't care what happened to the slave. He was even more delighted when he saw another blue-faced fang, and hurriedly asked the slaves to capture it.

"what!"

A scream came from not far away.

It was sent by Shi Ya who had people in ambush in another direction on the mountain.

Could it be... that there are also there?

Shi Ya felt more and more excited. Very good, this time maybe he can bring back more green-faced fangs. The predecessors in the past, every time they came here, they brought back only three or two, not enough, far from enough!

"Exactly, let's catch it together! I'll catch as many as you want!!"

However, what happened next was somewhat beyond Shi Ya's expectations.

On the mountain, the voices from the people in ambush in four directions all indicated that there were green-faced tusk beasts infested there. Not only that, the people at the foot of the mountain also blew the whistle, and there was also the whistle from the mountain next to it.

what happened?

What the hell is going on here?

How come it was rare to see one before, but now all of them pop out at once? Knock on the mountain?

Could these green-faced fangs be hibernating underground? But in such a hot day, what a sleep in winter? ! (To be continued.)

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