I am a Primitive Man

The heavy snow stopped, and the surrounding area was still white. The temperature did not rise, but after the snow stopped, it became colder.

Covered by the white snow, everything is quiet and rare. There are only a few very hungry birds in the thin snow area. They use their paws to poke the snow away, looking for some grass seeds and the like to barely eat.

In the vast distance, some small black dots appeared, and these black dots were slowly moving and slowly becoming larger.

Gradually, it can be recognized that these black spots are a group of people trekking in the snow.

These people, wrapped in thick animal skins, breathed white gas in their mouths, and dyed a layer of hoarfrost on their eyebrows, beards and hair above their foreheads.

Some people got their weapons under their arms because of the cold.

Although the weather is cold, the people of Blackstone and the Blackstone tribe are very happy because they have brought back enough food for the tribe.

In their team, there are still more people walking than them.

The fur wrapped in these people is not particularly large. They are mainly female adults, mixed with some half-old children, some male adults, and babies in their arms.

These people are still wrapped in animal skins, and inside the packages are the food that they had stored in the cave but had not eaten.

Now these foods are with them, driven by these evil people, toward the place where the evil people live.

The fate of many of them, like the food they carry, will be eaten as food.

Even so, they did not dare to resist, because those who dared to resist were killed when they were in the tribe.

They no longer have the courage to resist. The weapons made of black stones held by those people are too sharp. They can cut off the weapons they and the others are holding!

The people of the Blackrock tribe, while driving these people forward, some people dragged some hard things. It was the male adults of this tribe who were killed by them, and some people walked and hungry. And those who die are weak.

If it is the season when food is plentiful, the people in Blackstone and the tribe will not eat this kind of food that looks the same as them.

But now, with the arrival of the cold winter, there is no extra food, and the food obtained by the tribe after the attack is not enough to make the people of the tribe eat their stomachs. Then these kind of people will not let go.

After all, if you don't eat them, people in the tribe will be hungry, or someone will starve to death.

When there was a shortage of food in previous years, some people in the tribe starved to death, and those who were starved to death were thrown away, but were eaten by them.

Because if you don't do this, more people will starve to death.

The stomach is everything. When the stomach is hungry to a certain level, many things can be left far away. Human feelings, reason and law are not as important as food.

In the era of ethics and law, after thousands of miles of starvation, there will be things that change children and eat, let alone this is an era when rituals have not developed at all...

"Fluttering..."

Getting closer to the crowd, it alarmed the foraging birds.

After the crowd passed by, the birds that had landed not far away flew back again and continued to pick up the snow nest here to find food.

Because of hunger, they don't even bother to spread their wings and fly more.

In the cave of the Blackrock Tribe, the flames rose, and laughter and laughter.

The leader, Heishi, looked at this scene with a smile on his face. He brought enough food for the tribe, and the people in the tribe will not die of freezing and starvation this year.

His gaze turned away from the food and the jubilant crowd, and fell on the black stone weapon not far away.

A strong confidence appeared in his heart.

With the weapon given by the god, he is confident to take the people in your tribe and get more food! Let the tribe become stronger.

No tribe can be your tribe’s opponent! Those tribes that dare to resist will be the same as these two tribes.

Their weapons and bodies will be smashed by the black stones of their tribe!

Confident emotions spread in the hearts of Blackstone and all the people in the Blackstone tribe, and everyone believed in it.

The dead worms, and their lives, awakened this tribe with god-level weapons, allowing them to truly realize their strength...

The Qingque tribe far away here is also white at this time.

The thick walls, the watchtowers above the walls, the roofs of thatch and black tiles are all covered with a layer of snow.

However, unlike other places, there is not much snow on the roof, and there are drops of water dripping along the ice hanging on the eaves.

In all the rooms of Qingque tribe where people live, the kang is burning, and the room is warm, so the snow cannot be stored in the upper area for too long.

The cold wind became much weaker after crossing the fence, blowing the rows of crystal clear ice hanging under the eaves, blowing the torn straw hat on the snowman's head, shaking the wind chime made of crystal clear ice, shaking out a piece of The note of'jingling bell...' sounded crisp, like transparent ice.

In such a voice, sometimes there is a general cry of showing off after a chicken has laid an egg from the chicken pen.

With sufficient food supplies, some chickens have broken their own rules and can lay eggs in winter.

It's not just people who think about it, but chickens are the same.

Inside the circle next door, the wild goose whose feathers have been cut off...

Someone showed up with a stick and hit the ice hanging under the eaves. After a short sound, there was a pile of residual ice and broken jade on the ground.

The minors ran over cheering and squatted there to find the Bingling that fit their own minds.

The younger guy who was wrapped up like a zongzi, awkward and staggered, also ran to the other side...

The Qingque tribe compound in the winter is less busy than in the past, and more leisurely, lazy and warm. It always makes people feel comfortable.

At this time, if you can push open the door of the venerable **** in the tribe and the three houses where the witch lives, after seeing the scene inside, those who can't stand it in the winter will definitely drool and curse.

In the middle room, which was used as a living room, white water vapor filled it.

I don't know when the stone table in the middle became a square stove made of bricks and mud.

The stove is one meter square and only one meter high. In the middle of the stove is a clay pot with a diameter of about 30 cm.

At this moment, the burning flame in the small stove reflected the red fire, and the water in the pottery pot was bubbling.

Seeing that the food in the pot was running out, Han Cheng, who was smiling, turned around and brought a plate from a wooden shelf not far away. The plate was cut out with a copper knife and was as thin as some transparent lamb slices.

A plate of lamb slices was poured into the pottery pot. A group of people with a little sweat on their heads who ate were silent, and their eyes were all fixed on the pottery pot.

The thin slices of mutton were cooked after a while. As Han Cheng took his chopsticks down, the other senior members of the Qingque tribe, all with chopsticks in one hand, and bowls in one hand, quickly attacked. In the blink of an eye, a plate of mutton just after the pot has been divided It's all done.

Foodies, a group of foodies!

Han Cheng couldn't help sighing while delivering mutton to his mouth.

Wu has obviously forgotten what he said when Han Cheng called him to eat food not long ago~www.wuxiaspot.com~. At this time, the key to using chopsticks to be'stable, accurate, and ruthless'. Take down half a bowl of lamb slices.

Obviously people who have lost a few teeth, at this time, in terms of eating speed, they did not fall short of Han Cheng's young people.

The mutton in the bowl was eaten up like a wind and wind. Without Han Cheng's hands, he brought another plate of mutton to the pot, and poured a small plate of frozen tofu into it by the way.

Han Chengdu was a little dumbfounded.

Are you hungry?

Is it just a taste?

Witch, what about your morals?

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