I am a Primitive Man

Of course, Han Cheng who was twisted into potato shreds from the sheep tribe would not kill Han Cheng. After all, Han Cheng was planning to let this fellow lead the way again soon, leading them to the semi-agricultural tribe.

However, not killing does not mean not being punished. Whether it is from comforting the group of women and children in the sheep tribe, or from the perspective of deterring others, this guy needs to be punished.

The most suitable punishment for him is to make him a slave.

However, in order not to hurt the feelings of the many slaves in the tribe, let them raise the idea that they are actually associated with this kind of goods, and at the same time can comfort the women and children of the sheep tribe to a greater extent, the **** son Han Da let people Pressing this tossed shapeless fellow to the ground, Wu again grinds out a small bowl of ink.

Han Cheng, who doesn't do much needlework, took a needle, ignoring the guy's wailing, and stabbed this guy's left cheek.

After stabbing it, I used a small sharpened bamboo branch to pour a little ink into the needle hole, acting extremely seriously.

After all, this is Han Cheng's first tattoo.

It took a while before letting go of the guy with high swollen cheeks.

At this moment, a crooked child appeared on this guy's face. The word was ‘slave’.

The tattooed sheep tribe slave was thrown into the slave yard and sat there with a face of ashes.

Because through the mouths of those in his tribe who wanted to scratch him, he already understood what his stinging cheeks meant.

Become a slave myself!

This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that his slave is different from other slaves.

The rest of the slaves in the tribe still have the possibility to get rid of their slave status through meritorious service, and he, after being tattooed, can only be a slave in his entire life!

No one in the tribe felt sympathy for this guy's experience, because what this guy did was too irritating.

The **** child is too kind, or rely on them and kill this guy...

In this atmosphere, the Qingque tribe trade team that went out to preach also began to return.

With them back there were representatives sent by the tribes.

Although allowing some people in the tribe to go out at this time will affect the storage of food for the winter, compared with these, the evil and powerful tribe is obviously more threatening...

Han Cheng stood by the deer pen, looking at the donkeys in the deer pen, the joy in his eyes was still hard to hide.

Although he has seen these donkeys many times.

At this time, he was not only happy about the donkeys in front of him, but also because he thought of the planting industry of the semi-agricultural tribe.

Now that planting has begun, there must be crops.

The millet in the tribe and the yellow bean Han Chengdu held it and let the guy whose face was tattooed to see.

The guy said that the things planted by the semi-agricultural tribe are different from these two.

How did this make Han Cheng unhappy?

This shows that in the near future, my tribe will get a new type of crop, and it is still the kind that can be eaten regularly.

Wheat is best.

Han Cheng clenched his fists expectantly.

As a northerner who grew up eating pasta, he has not tasted the torment of pasta in 1989, and he has made enough for him.

After getting the wheat, Han Cheng will definitely get the flour out first.

Then steamed a pot of white noodle buns and had a good meal to comfort the poor intestines.

Han Cheng felt that he was not allowed to ask for any dishes, but he could eat a lot of steamed buns, and he was still very happy.

Even if it is not wheat, rice is also very good. Although I eat less rice on weekdays, Han Cheng still has no objection to using rice as a staple food without noodles.

This tribe, don't let yourself down!

Han Cheng clenched his fist and thought secretly. He actually had the urge to lead people directly to the semi-agricultural tribe at this moment to see what their kind of crop was...

Time moved forward, and the location moved to the tribe where the bark was.

After arriving at the tribe where Bark is located, the leader of the Blackrock tribe did not stay too much.

I just looked at the weird cave of the tribe for a while, then shouted loudly, holding a sharp weapon, and carrying people from the tribe, rushing towards this rich and weird tribe.

Although the things of this tribe are a little weird, this weirdness has not been placed in the eyes of the leader of the Blackrock tribe.

In the past two years, with the sharp Blackstone weapon in his hand, he brought his men to attack many tribes.

None of these tribes can stop them.

Although the tribe in front of me looked strange and had a large number of people, the Blackrock tribe was not worried at all.

This is the confidence he has played out in the past two years.

"#￥5!"

The bark with the big bow in his hand yelled loudly, released the hand holding the bowstring, and a feather arrow shot out.

The rest of the people in the tribe where the bark looked nervous, also released their hands, and then took another feather arrow ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and put it on the bowstring and continued shooting.

The battle between the Blackrock Tribe and the Bark Tribe started without much fancy.

The tribe where Bark is located does not have sharp shooters like Junior Sha’s, and pea shooters like Second Brother, so the leader of the Blackrock tribe who ran in the front was not killed in the first place.

But not everyone is very lucky to have the aura of avoidance of arrows, so as the leader of the Blackrock Tribe rushed forward, there were screams from the people of the Blackrock Tribe.

Someone fell to the ground with an arrow, howling in pain.

This unexpected event made the leader of the Blackstone tribe a little dazed. What kind of weapon did the people of this tribe use?

How did they hit their own people at such a distance?

Seeing those who hid behind the weird caves and kept pulling the weird weapons away from them, the leader of the Blackrock tribe roared in anger.

He felt that the people of these tribes were too shameless, and would only hide behind and attack them with such means.

If they come into contact with each other and fight again, he will use the sharp Blackstone weapon in his hand to cut off these people and the weird weapon in their hands!

So after making this roar, he ran wildly, and the rest of the Blackrock tribe who had been ordered by him rushed towards the bark.

While the bark was shooting arrows quickly, while roaring loudly, the people in the tribe quickly let go.

As a result, the attack suddenly became fierce, and the running Blackrock tribe sometimes fell to the ground with arrows...

(Thanks to the book friends for the rewards of the Garden of Eden, thanks to the book friends for their support, thank you everyone, Lao Mo can code words well, how can it be more than two million words)

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