I am a Primitive Man

The spring is getting stronger and stronger. When some flowers wither and drift along the water, the birds returning from the south also begin to return from the south in large numbers.

At this time, the space for birds to survive is huge, and human beings that have not yet risen are not enough to threaten their survival.

They have a large enough world to live and soar.

It is precisely because of this that when the general flocks of birds fly by, they are all black and crushed, screaming in their mouths, leaving behind some falling feathers and feces falling from the sky, chirping away noisily.

There are only a few poor things, which rarely happen.

On the wall of the Qingque tribe, an angry Han Cheng is holding a bow in his hand and a pot of arrows next to him, looking at the sky to the south, cursing indignantly in his mouth, desperate and dissatisfied, the evil fire has not vented cleanly Look like.

Also staying on the fence, there are more than a dozen people left behind by the archery team.

Among them, Junior Brother Sha, the sharpshooter, was also in the queue. He patted his chest and promised that he would shoot some birds to strip off his clothes and vent his breath.

After waiting like this for a while, a small white cloud floated over from a distance.

The speed is very fast, and it expands rapidly in front of the eyes, accompanied by a scream of "quack".

As this white cloud gradually approached, the huge "person" that appeared in the sky also became larger and larger.

Hearing this familiar voice and looking at the familiar "people" shape team, Han Cheng jumped up instantly.

coming!

"ready!"

He shouted, the bow and arrow in his hand was ready, raised it above his head, and after slowly pulling it away, he aimed at the group of flying objects, ready to go.

The more than ten people including Junior Brother Sha are also all ready, and they often participate in training, in this respect, they do more smoothly than Han Cheng, the **** son.

These guys tried their best to shoot down these ignorant birds to vent their anger for the gods.

Han Cheng was actually not as angry as Junior Brother Sha and the others thought, even though the meal he had just ate two bites was ruined.

In addition to this one reason, the reason why he was so energetic and angered was that he had discovered the trace of the wild goose in the past two days.

Of course, he didn't know the specific difference with the wild goose that later generations saw. After all, he didn't know everything.

However, this must be a wild goose, but it can be determined.

The big bird flying in herringbone, in his memory, the wild goose seems to be the only one.

Dayan is a good thing.

The wild goose without vitality is just right to be used in the pot, and the living wild goose is even more useful.

Because the big white goose, known as the country's No. 1 tyrant, was domesticated from the wild goose.

He wanted to kill some wild geese and slowly domesticate them into geese. This was his real goal.

In this era, you are blessed with this group of guys, but you don't need them to come to the nursing home.

A duck egg that can hold up to several eggs is his greatest interest.

Of course, if the time comes to see the bare-ass dolls in the tribe chased by the craned goose, it is also a very good thing.

"Let go!"

Seeing this group of great white geese flew closer and closer and was about to reach the heads of everyone, Han Cheng issued the order to attack.

After that, in the sound of bowstring trembling, more than ten feather arrows flew into the sky and headed straight for the wild goose.

Han Cheng didn't want to show off his martial arts with two geese, or like Xiao Li Guanghuarong, who would shoot the third geese in the eye, but directly let everyone do it together.

Of course, even if he has such a mind, he doesn't have such ability.

Perhaps this is the truth of the matter.

This group of wild geese is also more accustomed to traveling south than traveling, and they have seen a lot of worlds, no matter from their ancestors, or from their years of experience, they have not been attacked on the ground.

To be precise, as long as you fly into the sky, the danger on the ground is negligible.

It is precisely because of this that even though the head geese saw the higher standing monkeys, they did not raise the flying height.

This also destined them to become tragedies today.

More than a dozen sharp arrows shot from the bottom up, and the wild geese, who were completely unprepared, were immediately hit by several.

In the panic cry, five wild geese fell from the sky with flapping wings and wailing.

"carry on!"

The wailing of Dayan didn't make Han Cheng feel any move. He squinted his eyes and continued to give orders without twisting his head.

At the same time, he quickly drew an arrow from the quiver around his waist, opened the bow quickly, and shot it again at the chaotic group of geese.

When he yelled, another goose wailed and fell.

Being able to open the bow twice in such a short period of time, and be able to shoot the target again and again, this kind of ability, apart from Junior Sha, there is no other person in the entire tribe.

All of a sudden, the whole world became chaotic, and the sky and the ground were full of panicking geese.

Ignoring the dangerous wild geese from the ground, they suffered a fatal blow. Amidst a continuous whine, they were already unable to form a geese, quickly ascending high, and at the same time leaving towards the distance.

After Junior Brother Sha tried his best to shoot an arrow towards the departing geese, and fell feebly, the swift shooting of the geese ended.

There are wild geese inside and outside the courtyard, crying in panic, running aimlessly with their wings flapping, trying to stay away from this dangerous place.

There was even a wild goose shot on the fence.

But this guy was unlucky, and the arrow pierced his head directly, and he only fluttered twice before he stopped moving.

As soon as the shooting of the geese was over, the minors hiding in the house rushed out of the house cheering and yelled to chase and arrest the geese.

The people who were on the fence saw the geese go away, and after no one was going to catch the geese outside the fence for a while, they all went down the courtyard quickly to catch the injured geese.

After a while, only Han Cheng remained on the fence.

Han Cheng looked at the cheerful crowd inside and outside the courtyard, and there was a smile on his face.

Then he walked to the side of the dead goose on the fence, ready to carry it down the fence.

At this moment ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I heard the scream of wild geese again. Han Cheng subconsciously raised his head and looked at the sky. He saw a wild geese flying from the direction where the geese had just left. Come back, fly all the way, wailing all the way.

This guy escaped with great difficulty, and now he ran back to die.

Han Cheng stopped, drew an arrow on the bowstring and slowly pulled it away, preparing to shoot the goose that had returned.

This lone geese didn't seem to notice the danger, and wailed all the way, stopped on top of Han Cheng's head, hovering and wailing with a sad voice.

For some reason, Han Cheng, who was already ready to go, did not let go of his fingers holding the bowstring.

"Gah~"

After another miserable cry, the wings of the wild goose hovering in the air retracted, head down, feet up, and hit directly...

(There have been a lot of things recently, and the update may not be stable. I sent it out on time as much as possible. If the code doesn’t come out, I can only push it back. I also ask the book friends to forgive me—it’s dizzy. Mo Shoubai worship)