A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 75
"Whoa..."

The loud and clear cry of the falcon pierced the sky in an instant.It spread over the entire tribe, startling the wild beasts that hunted at night, and fled back to their nests one after another.

"Found it?" Lang Mo paused, turned around and carefully hugged Jiang Qing, and went straight towards Falcon's direction.

Jiang Qing clung to Lang Mo's neck, the night breeze was slightly cool, carrying a vague smell of blood.For some reason, her heart was beating rapidly, restless and frightened.

The night hides the filth.

Difficult to calm down, like a harbinger of a storm.

"Falcon, have you found anyone?" Lang Mo asked eagerly.

Falcon shook his head and said, "Patriarch, Mocha was not found. I met Uncle Bear, and he seems to be seriously injured..."

In just a few moments, dozens of people quickly gathered here.

Qing stepped forward, knelt down and checked carefully, "Inform Ya there, the big bear's injury is not serious, the bleeding must be stopped as soon as possible."

Lang Mo's expression was gloomy, and three clansmen were injured one after another, but there was nothing he could do.

With a silent face, Jiang Qing quietly looked at the big bear who was lying on the ground and passed out. There were many wounds on his body, especially on the thigh, where the bones were deep.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through Jiang Qing's mind.If I remember correctly, tonight, someone peeped at Aunt Qing's house, and Uncle Wolf stabbed his left leg with a javelin.

Observing quietly, she didn't want to interrupt easily without evidence, after all, this matter involves a lot.Big Bear is a powerful warrior of the tribe, he was seriously injured last time due to hunting, he is the hero of the tribe.

Big Bear opened his eyes weakly, and said intermittently: "Mocha... Batu Cave...be careful..."

A few words, but it surprised everyone.

"Mother of the Beast, Uncle Big Bear is here to trouble you!" Lang Mo hugged Jiang Qing and galloped towards the Black Wind Cave.Falcon and others followed closely behind. The Batu Cave is located in a secluded area, but it is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Qing nodded and did a simple hemostasis.After calling two people, they carried the big bear to the tribe, but wondered why Ya hadn't been seen for a long time.

Ordinarily, if the tribe made such a big commotion, that person should have appeared long ago.

"It's the smell of Mocha..." Falcon said happily.

Jiang Qing frowned tightly, and slightly tightened her hand on Lang Mo's neck.

"Cold?" Lang Mo said.

Jiang Qing shook her head and said worriedly: "Be careful, I always feel that something is wrong, but for a while I can't figure out what's wrong..."

Leaning against Lang Mo's chest, absorbing Lang Mo's body temperature.

"It's okay." Lang Mo said softly, smelling the faint smell of blood in the air, his eyes flickered for a moment of hesitation, and his steady steps suddenly accelerated, "Falcon, hurry up..."

Falcon's sense of smell is very sensitive, and Lang Mo smelled the peculiar smell in the air, so he naturally smelled it too.The baby's face was gloomy, flashing with violent killing intent.

The other people around also looked gloomy.

Unity, intimacy.

Aside from the small number of people in the tribe, the interpersonal relationship in the tribe is very close. To them, Mocha is a junior, a brother...

"No, this is not the smell of Mocha." Falcon fluttered his nose, and quickly distinguished the smell in the wind, "This is the smell of Fanqian!"

In an instant, dozens of people stopped.Surprised, she looked at Fan Qian lying on the ground, her body twisted and stiffened, her blue-gray face, her body covered with milky white liquid, and blue-red bruises all over Fan Qian's entire naked body.

"Dead?" Falcon asked in surprise.

Surprised, Lang Mo raised his hand to cover Jiang Qing's eyes, pouted and said, "Go and check to see if there are any clues about Mocha..."

"What happened?" Jiang Qing asked curiously.

At night, she doesn't have the perverted eyesight of Langmo and the others.Under the bright moonlight, she could vaguely see the figure, but before she could see what happened, her sight was covered by Lang Mo!
"Wait and see." Lang Mo said coldly, with an imperceptible chill in his tone, even though he didn't like Fanqian, there was still a sense of camaraderie.

At this moment, seeing Fan Qian's tragic death, Lang Mo's eyes did not feel dark, and the anger in his eyes was undisguised.To provoke him like this, he really thinks that there is no one in the Chasing Wind Tribe.

Not only did Lang Mo change his face in an instant, dozens of people around him were breathing heavily, with murderous intent on their faces.

"Mocha stayed here, and I smelled the smell of Ming. Besides them, there are three strange smells here, which are isolated by the herbs, and it is difficult to distinguish them." Falcon condensed.

"Three strange smells?" Lang Mo was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly glanced at Fan Qian's naked body, the green and red intertwined, with an indescribable weirdness.

It is well known that herbs can mask the smell, even the few children in the tribe know how to carry herbs to eliminate the smell when they leave the tribe.

"It's very blurry, I can't tell the difference." Falcon said dejectedly.

It's too cunning, the smell of grass is too strong, and it will confuse the surrounding smells when it is lit.If they come a little later, all the flavors here will be assimilated by the herbs.

"Ming, what exactly do you want to do?" Jiang Qing whispered.

Lang Mo remained silent. He suspected that someone was doing something wrong with what he believed in back then, but at that time he didn't think carefully and fell into someone else's hands.When Ming appeared, it was too late.

"Go back first." Lang Mo said.

After carefully checking the surroundings, one of them wrapped Fanqian's body in animal skins, and the group quickly left the Batu Cave.

"Fan Qian is dead?" Jiang Qing's body trembled slightly, and her complexion paled instantly. Knowing that life in the Beast God Continent was cruel, this was the first time she faced death directly.

Unknowingly, my heart tightened, thinking back to the scenes I had experienced, I felt a little more apprehensive and uneasy about the future for no reason.

"Death deserves more than guilt, but some people are afraid that they are going to make trouble!" Falcon said indifferently, Fan Qian was imprisoned in the Black Wind Cave by Lang Mo, so it's no wonder that this death is not a disturbance.

Lang Mo frowned, "Ya is really tricky, and I can't handle it well."The tribe may be torn apart, and the dry season is coming soon, and the tribe is not fully prepared in all aspects, but it is necessary to be careful at this time.

Rubbing his sore and swollen forehead, Lang Mo suddenly felt tired.

"Be careful, don't make any moths tomorrow." Lang Mo had a headache, Fan Qian's life was troublesome enough, and his death was even more troublesome.

Fanqian is not very good, who gave her a good-looking face.He was very popular in the tribe, and died inexplicably in the Batu Cave. Just thinking about it, he knows what the tribe will be like tomorrow.

Falcon nodded cautiously, the people who came to Heifeng Cave were almost all Lang Mo's confidantes.

Knowing the severity, the moon is on the treetops.

Even if you are in a hurry, you can only wait for the dawn.

"Go back and rest first, we will discuss things tomorrow." Lang Mo waved his hand, signaling to disperse and go back to their respective homes to rest.At night, no one dared to leave the tribe at will and walk in the forest.

The dark night is a paradise for beasts.

Not even the mightiest warrior walks at night.

It is said that night is the time bestowed by the Beast God to the beasts, and the Beast God allows them to kill wantonly.

"Don't worry, things will always be resolved." Jiang Qing stretched out her hand and gently walked over Lang Mo's face.Think about it, Lang Mo is only an adult, but the burden of the entire tribe's livelihood is on his shoulders.

The atrium twitched slightly, feeling distressed and worried for this man.

They snuggled together and returned home after a while.

"Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?" Lang Mo asked, carefully putting Jiang Qing down.After a busy night, he was worried that Jiang Qing would be hungry.

"I'm not hungry, I'm a little thirsty..." Jiang Qing shook her head, and raised her foot to walk to the water tank to drink water.

Suddenly, I felt a blackness in front of my eyes, and I fell down without warning.

　Thanks for listening?A new chapter will be added today for the tipping of the rainy night and the bustling end.It will be put on the shelves in a few days, and it will be added when the time comes...

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