Reborn Primitive Age

Chapter 121

After staring for a long time, the man reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

But he sighed again: "Oh, if your mother hadn't died of dystocia, Zhen'er, you should be like other children, enjoying the warm embrace in your mother's arms, instead of my father worrying about you every day and night."

The pink baby's eyes were wide open, and it was screaming "migumigu", as if responding to his words.

"small thing."

The man nodded the pink baby's nose, laughed happily, then picked up a small bow and a pot of short arrows on the table next to him, and said, "Look, these are the bows and arrows that Papa made for you. Like it?"

I don't know what the small bow was made of, but the body of the bow turned out to be as crystal clear as jade, white and flawless, shining brightly in the dark night; and the arrow was also as white as jade, and the arrow feathers on the tail were even more dazzling. Colorful, very nice.

The pink baby was stunned, dancing and dancing, as if she wanted the little bow.

"This can't be given to you now, you have to grow up."

The man put the bow and arrow aside and continued to tease the baby, but the pink baby was obviously attracted by the shiny little bow, and his eyes never left for a moment.

Seeing her like this, the man laughed again.

At this moment, a man in leather armor hurried in, saw the man, and said anxiously: "Boss, the second boss has brought someone here."

"What does he want!" the man frowned.Suddenly remembering that he was still holding the child in his hands, he quickly and gently put the child into the soft fur-covered basket next to him.

Then, he asked the visitor, "Where is the witch?"

"The witch is gone."

"Hmph, I knew he was in league with Al earlier. Let's go out and see what kind of tricks he is playing." The man grabbed the spear standing on one corner, looked at the baby in the basket tenderly, turned and left.

Suddenly, a middle-aged strong man covered in blood ran in from the outside. As soon as he saw the man, he shouted: "Leader, hurry up, Ale brought people to kill him."

"What's going on?" The man asked in surprise when he saw his blood.

"People from Ale came over and killed our hunting team without saying anything. He struck so fast that our hunting team was unprepared, and almost all of them were killed." Speaking of sadness, the middle-aged strong man Wept bitterly.

The man's eyes were tearing, and he shouted loudly: "How dare Al, I want to kill him."

"Leader, let's go! If you don't leave, it will be too late." The middle-aged man hurriedly persuaded again.

"Manka, come out."

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from outside the house.

It can be vaguely seen that the sky above the Tianzheng tribe under the crescent moon is filled with people from the Tianzheng tribe flapping their wings.They pointed bows and arrows at the wooden house one by one, and a group of Tianzhen people with spears came to the wooden house below.

The man glanced out, feeling that things were unpredictable tonight, turned his head to look at the baby sleeping in the basket, walked over to hug her, picked up the pair of bows and arrows he made by himself, and put them in her arms. The man who came in first said: "Abu, you and Ada take Zhen'er out to escape. If I am fine, you will come back at that time; if something happens to me, then take her and leave this place to escape. Far away."

After hearing this, Abu quickly said, "Leader, take the child away, we will protect you from behind."

"Yes, leader." The middle-aged strong man also said beside him.

"No, then Al won't let it go until he sees me."

He put the child in Abu's hands, then walked to the edge of a wooden wall and pulled it, revealing a hole.

This was originally a small road prepared by the leaders of the tribe for worshiping the ancestor gods, but today it is for escape.

"Hurry up and go." The man turned his head and shouted to the man and the middle-aged man.

The two looked at the man reluctantly, and finally the man pushed them in, then pulled up the wall again, carried a bow and arrow on his back, held a spear in his hand, and walked out.

The small open space outside the house was already crowded with people, and a red-haired man with dark green feathers on his back stood at the front.

When the Tianzhen people were first born, a pair of feathers were white and flesh-colored, but because they like to eat poisonous snakes, the toxins they eat accumulate in their wings, and gradually turn purple green. The darker the color, it represents toxins. deeper.This is also one of the means used by the Tianzhen tribe to deal with the enemy.

Seeing the man coming out, the red-haired man gritted his teeth and said, "Manka, you finally came out."

Manka looked at the red-haired man, and suddenly shouted: "Ale, how dare you let your tribe kill each other, you are not afraid of returning to the ancestral mountain after death, being sunk in the deep abyss, and suffering from the fire day and night .”

Al's face changed slightly when he heard this, and then he said fiercely: "If I want to burn, I will also burn you. I'm not dying so soon, but you have to think about it first."

"Really?" Manka looked at him contemptuously, and spread out his wings behind his back.

Al thought he was going to fly away, so he yelled, "Shoot the arrow."

After hearing the order, the members of Tianzheng who were flying in the sky and on the ground drew their bows and arrows and shot towards Manka.

The arrow flew up and down, like a meteor falling to the ground, like a bleak autumn wind, whining, and it was about to hit Manka.But he saw two more wings protruding from his back, these two wings were different from the previous purple green, they were actually a piece of holy pure white.

When the holy wings appeared, the two pairs of wings fluttered slightly, and gusts of wind appeared, like stormy waves, blowing towards the arrows one after another, the arrows stopped immediately, and fell to the ground like fallen leaves.

"Four wings." Al was startled, and unconsciously took a few steps back.Those Tianjiu people flying in the sky and beside him saw it, and whispered to each other.

Suddenly, a mysterious man in a black robe appeared next to him, and said to him: "What are you afraid of, he has just entered the Four Wings, and he has not fully mastered the Four Wings secret technique, you still have a chance."

"Wu, do we really have a chance?" Al asked.

Once the members of the Tianzhen Division break through to the four wings, it means that they will completely lose their mortal bodies and become saints from mortals. Ordinary people are no opponents at all, let alone Al, who is only a mere two-winged man.

"Of course, although he has advanced to the four wings, he is still a mortal body after all. If you ask them to surround him, the front, back, left, and right sides of the sky, and then you wait for the opportunity to go up, I don't believe that he can be intact."

"Can this work?" Al asked in confusion.

"Of course." Seeing his hesitation, Wu said lightly: "If you want to avenge your son, you must get rid of him first, otherwise the tribe will never fully listen to you. Besides, if you give up now, he will forgive you." Is it you?"

Al's heart trembled, and he quickly ordered his subordinates to do it.

In a short while, his subordinates surrounded Manka tightly, like a hood covering him, and then the arrows flew together, pouring down like biting winter rain.

Seeing that something was wrong, Manka flapped his four wings, advancing instead of retreating, and went up to meet the arrow.

When he was in the air and was about to hit the arrow, the two wings on the left and the two wings on the right suddenly flapped in different directions, and the body suddenly flew like a spiral, like a rotating drill bit shuttling through the rain of arrows.The arrows that were shot were deflected by the spinning force and fell down.

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