Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Above the big river, the blood-colored mist in the distance became thinner as the river quickly slid down, and finally disappeared.

What happened to the river in the end, the people of the Shi tribe didn't know. After they saw what happened on the river, the whole tribe moved away from the river bank again, farther away from the bank of the big river.

Although they are no longer close to the big river, the people of the Mo tribe can also infer the situation there from the movement of some nearby small rivers. Before they moved back, the water in the big river had already started to fall early, and some small rivers connected with the big river also changed in the same way. That's it. Moreover, the water level in those small rivers is also unprecedentedly low.

The rain still continued, and it lasted longer than in previous years. The water level of the nearby river did not rise. All the crocodiles in the Mo tribe seemed to be frightened. They always hid in their nests and did not leave. Go into the water to fish in the creek, and some grumpy crocodiles will fight.

The crocodiles are restless and worried, and the people of the Enlightenment tribe are also, not only them, but also people in other places on this continent, and within each tribe, there is a sense of panic.

Especially the witches from the big tribes always felt very flustered, as if a beast that had been lurking for a long time was about to open its fangs.

Ferocious beasts in the mountains and forests, within the Yanjiao tribe.

The sound of Lao Ke grinding stone tools in the house has no rhythm. This is not Lao Ke's style in the past, but at this time, Lao Ke has long been absent-minded, and his eyes are not on the stone tools being polished, staring somewhere, but there is no focus.

Shao Xuan stared at the unstoppable rain in the sky, and remained silent. Suddenly, the sky seemed to have suddenly changed its style. A dark picture replaced the rain falling from the sky, and flickering electric lights were distributed everywhere. The sky seemed to be stained with a cloud of ink, and. The ink is spreading rapidly.

The panic of the huge pressure suddenly invaded, causing Shao Xuan to take a deep breath and his hair would stand up.

But. When Shao Xuan was shocked and looked at it again, the sky was still the same as before, with dark clouds all over, and the rain pouring down hastily. Where did the light and ink come from?

"No, that's not right!"

Shao Xuan circled the room.

This feeling is too familiar. Not every time he gets inspiration from dreams, he also "sees" some situations that others can't see. It happened a long time ago, but this kind of situation doesn't happen often. That's it.

Shao Xuan's sudden impatient movement made Lao Ke regain his senses. Stopping the movement in his hand, Lao Ke walked to the door of the Stone Tool Room with a cane, looked over there, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shao Xuan's beating heart has not eased yet. Hearing Lao Ke's question, he didn't explain much, but said, "I'll go to Wu's side!" After taking two steps, he turned his head and said to Lao Ke, "You can always make a hat, hard, and The one with the wider brim."

After speaking, Shao Xuan hurriedly ran into the rain, leaving Lao Ke standing there with a puzzled face. He didn't understand what Shao Xuan would do with that kind of thing. The kind of hat that Shao Xuan mentioned was when he was farming last year. Shao Xuan made it for those who take care of the arable land to block the sunlight. Later, everyone used rattan to weave straw hats like that, and they also remembered that style. Lao Ke is no stranger to it. However, Shao Xuan also said just now that it has to be hard, and if it is hard, ordinary vine grass can no longer be used.

Although he didn't understand why Shao Xuan said this, Lao Ke still followed what Shao Xuan said. Figure out what material to use.

Over there, Shao Xuan hurried to Wu's place. When they went there, the two witches were discussing something. Seeing that Shao Xuan was in such a hurry, they stopped talking and asked, "Is something wrong?"

If it was just an ordinary matter, Shao Xuan would not be in such a hurry.

Shao Xuan nodded, and told the two witches about what he "saw" just now.

Hearing this, the two witches were also shocked in their hearts, and the worry in their eyes deepened, "What do you think is the sign?"

The two witches did not know what the situation was,

But Shao Xuan had a guess. He took a deep breath again, tried to keep his tone steady and stated more clearly, "I think the volcano in the forest may be about to erupt!"

"What?!" The two elderly witches looked horrified and suddenly got up from the animal hide cushion.

The last time Shao Xuan went out with the hunting team, after seeing the volcano, he told Wu when he came back, but there were no signs at that time, and no one could be sure what would happen, but now, Shao Xuan feels that what he has done In other words, the possibility is more than 60%.

The two witches didn't know what kind of impact the volcanic eruption would have, but they had learned something similar from the notes left by their ancestors.

"Sure enough, are you coming?" Old Wu's voice trembled. The eyelids were tightly closed, the loose eyelids quivered, and then they suddenly opened, and the two soldiers who were guarding outside were called in, with a decisive tone, emphasizing almost word by word, "Immediately notify the people above the leader to be here!"

Perhaps some old soldiers were reluctant to leave, but at this time, Wu's tough side showed once again.

For this action to be carried out, the leaders must be notified. As long as the leaders can take the lead, the soldiers under them will definitely not have other ideas.

In the past few years, some people in the interior have indeed become more courageous. Usually Wu can still pretend not to know, but at this time, he does not allow anyone to object!

Both witches had the same idea. It's not that they are domineering and domineering, it's that they are afraid.

The heaven and earth disaster that Shao Xuan mentioned is actually not the most important thing to them. What they are most worried about is whether the split of the tribes will happen again? If the ideas are different, will they encounter what the ancestors encountered thousands of years ago? After all, this time around, the situation may be similar to the catastrophe of a thousand years ago.

The two witches, the three big bosses, and the 20 little bosses, after being notified, did not dare to delay at all and ran over in the rain.

Wu Jiang, Shao Xuan, simply repeated what he said, and then said: "I mean, my tribe, should be ready to leave!"

Although we were mentally prepared, everyone was still reluctant to hear this decision.

"Then...when are you leaving?" Ao's voice was hoarse and hoarse, with obvious fatigue on his face and dark circles around his eyes. He hadn't had a good night's sleep these past few days.

Regarding this question, the two witches looked at each other and then looked at Shao Xuan at the same time.

Shao Xuan paused and said, "Let's go as soon as the rain stops. Everyone is ready for the next few days. If everything else is gone, you can start over again, but if your life is gone, there will be nothing left."

The rain continued for several days, until one day, it suddenly cleared up and the sun was shining.

However, the mood of the Yanjiao tribesmen is not as bright as the sun, and they are ready to leave this place where they have paid for more than three years. (To be continued.)

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