The Caveman Made Me Awesome

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It was raining heavily.

Duan Ling knelt in front of Ye Xi in the rain, and replied: "You said that the blood-striped tribesmen can keep their totems after they remove their totems. Now all the bloodstriped tribes have removed their totems, so they all Did not leave."

Ye Xi was taken aback, thinking he heard it wrong: "You mean... everyone?"

Duan Ling: "Yes, they are all kneeling at the gate of the city now."

Ye Xi's expression shook.

After a while, he said, "Let's go."

Holding the ancestral witch's bone staff, Ye Xi strode into the downpour with a broken feather and a red eagle.

The rain didn't wet Ye Xi, they were evaporated by the witch power when he got close to Ye Xi, and turned into a cloud of water mist surrounding him, lined with snow-white and flowing silk robes, and the tall ancestral witch bone staff, making him feel like a cloud. Ye Xi looked extraordinarily holy and mysterious.

As he walked, some clansmen saluted him in awe.

Ye Xi walked towards the city gate.

Through the rain curtain, he could see from a distance nearly a thousand blood-striped tribe warriors kneeling neatly at the gate of the outer city, each with their heads down, their upper body bare, exposing their left chests without their totems.

The surroundings are full of people, even the city walls are full of people.

Some looked at them silently, some whispered, and some raised their arms and yelled at them full of passion, shouting hoarsely and with hatred on their faces: "Kill them! Kill them!"

"Kill them!!"

However, when Ye Xi approached, these voices gradually subsided, and all turned into reverent greetings.

"Meet Lord Xiwu!"

They said in unison.

Ye Xi didn't look at them, but only held the ancestral witch's bone staff and looked down at the bloodstriped witch who was kneeling in front.

At this time, I don't know how long it has been raining.

The sky was dark, there were no floor tiles in the outer city, and the loess ground was soaked by rainwater into a muddy yellow concrete floor. The bloodstriped witch's bone staff, which originally represented holiness and rights, was thrown by the bloodstriped witch and soaked in the water. In dirty yellow cement.

As for the Bloodstriped Witch himself, his forehead touched the ground, his thin and aging upper body was naked, and he knelt on the ground motionless. He did not know how long he had been kneeling like this.

Maybe as long as the meeting lasted, he had been kneeling here for so long that Wu's fragile body became weak and his reaction became slow.

After Ye Xi stood in front of him, he slowly raised his head and body like a rattling old machine, and said in a hoarse voice, "Master Xi, Xiwu..."

Ye Xi's pupils suddenly shrank when he saw the Bloodstriped Witch's chest.

I saw that the left chest of the Bloodstriped Witch, which was originally painted with a totem, was a dazzling blood red, and he actually cut off his own skin! !

"Crackling!"

Bean-sized rainwater kept falling down.

The blood-striped witch raised her head and looked at Ye Xi pleadingly.

His eyes were blinded by the rain, and his gray and mottled wet hair was tightly attached to his face and to his aging and wrinkled skin. His appearance was pitiful to the point of humbleness.

Then, with trembling hands, he took out from his bosom the old skin that was cut off from his body and painted with totems, panting, and slowly handed it to Ye Xi: "Master Xiwu..."

The muddy old eyes widened, looking up at him full of hope.

Ye Xi stared at the human skin that was handed to him. Although his expression remained unchanged, he unknowingly clenched the ancestral witch's bone staff tightly until his joints turned white.

He knew that if the Bloodstripe Tribe, a medium-sized tribe with thousands of people, was driven out, it would be difficult for them to survive alone, not to mention that women and children were not allowed to be taken away, which meant that they would lose even the hope of reproduction.

Although he didn't kill them, he was no different from the blood-striped tribe.

The Bloodstripe Tribe would definitely find it hard to accept this kind of result, but he never expected that the Bloodstripe Tribe would do this to such an extent that he couldn't bear it and wanted to forgive them.

But no.

Others can stay, but the Bloodstriped Witch cannot.

A tribe will not disperse as long as there are witches,

Even if the totem is cleared, it is useless, the soul is still there, so the blood-striped tribe in Xicheng seems to exist, and in the end it seems that the punishment of the blood-striped tribe is just to remove the totem, and they can still form a tribe. All stayed in Xicheng.

Such a punishment is too light!

There is no way to frighten all the tribes.

So kill the Bloodstriped Witch?

But the blood-striped witch has already reached this point, putting his own posture into the dust. If he is killed, the rest of the blood-striped people will inevitably blame him for being cruel, leaving a big lump in his heart from then on. And he said before that as long as the totem is removed, he can stay. Killing the bloodstriped witch also violated his previous orders.

... He never expected that his momentary soft-heartedness would cause such a dilemma.

Ye Xi stood in front of the blood-striped witch, without moving for a long time.

While Ye Xi was weighing the pros and cons, the blood-striped chief who was kneeling behind the blood-striped witch slowly raised his body.

Just now he kept his forehead touching the ground, and pressed his upper body deeply into the muddy ground. When the blood-striped chief raised his body, Ye Xi realized that the blood-striped chief was even more ruthless to him, and even dug out the big piece of meat with the totem painted on it!

You must know that the area occupied by the totem is very large. After digging, the entire left chest was bloody and bloody, and the amount of blood flowed out.

But there was no blood around Chief Bloodstripe.

Ye Xi looked at Chief Bloodstripe's pale and purple face due to excessive blood loss and knew that it was because he knelt in the rainstorm for so long that all the blood that flowed out was taken away by the rain, so there was no trace of blood around him. left.

Chief Bloodstripe looked up at Ye Xi pleadingly, and slowly, the eyes of this burly tough guy turned red.

All of a sudden, he kowtowed vigorously to Ye Xi, he was merciless to himself, and after only three kowtows, his forehead was bloody. After three strokes, he changed direction slightly, and kowtowed to the Bloodstriped Witch with red eyes.

Then he pulled out his bone knife with a bang, and cut it cleanly at his neck!

"what!!"

People around exclaimed.

Chief Bloodstripe's attack was extremely ruthless. This knife not only cut off the arteries on his neck, but even cut off half of his neck.

"Pfft!"

A fountain of blood spurted out crazily.

The blood-striped chief with his throat cut knelt stiffly on the ground for half a breath, then under the pouring rain, he fell face down heavily in the muddy loess.

The severed neck was still connected to the head and body.

Blood flowed continuously from the fracture, dyeing the surrounding ground bright red with the rain.

It was completely dark.

Duan Ling came out silently, opened the fingers of the blood-striped chief's corpse, took out the bone knife in his hand, and cut off the half of his neck completely.

Then he grabbed Chief Bloodstriped's head, swung his arms, and flung it over the Skeleton Hill.

During the process of the blood-striped chief's suicide, the blood-striped witch kept kneeling at Ye Xi's feet without even raising his head, but his thin body trembled faintly. The rest of the blood-striped tribe knelt quietly without any other movements.

Ye Xi looked at the head of the blood-striped chief who was thrown on the skeleton mountain.

The head's eyes were wide open, but they were dull and dull, colliding with Ye Xi's eyes from a distance.

Ye Xi choked for breath, looked away and helped the Bloodstriped Witch with both hands.

The Bloodstriped Witch obediently was lifted up tremblingly, his cloudy old eyes shining with hope.

"Master Xiwu...?"

Ye Xi closed his eyes and said, "Leave alone."

When the Bloodstriped Witch heard it, he froze completely in place like five thunderclaps.

After a while, he laughed desolately, raised his fist and hammered his chest hard, the hammer bang bang: "Okay, okay..."

In the pouring cold rain, he tremblingly picked up his bone staff from the muddy water mixed with blood, then staggered out of the city with his back bent.

The blood-striped warriors kneeling on the ground couldn't stand anymore, and almost all the blood-striped warriors chased after them.

The bloodstriped witch didn't turn his head back, and the old figure with his upper body bare was drenched by the rain. He angrily reprimanded the bloodstriped warrior who was chasing him: "Don't come, don't you all... don't follow!"

None of the chasing blood-striped warriors listened to the blood-striped witch this time, and some of the chasing blood-striped warriors turned around and ran in front of Ye Xi, kowtowing at Ye Xi with red eyes, and then chased after the blood-striped witch.

Under the bleak sky, in the heavy rain.

The Bloodstriped Witch and the Bloodstriped Warriors drifted away.

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