A Different Life as a Demon

At the critical moment, Wang Zhong suddenly thought of the puddle in the tribe.

In the absence of shelter, it is a good choice to hide in the puddle, and the puddles in the tribe are not deep, so he is not afraid to suffocate at his current height.

"Dumb girl, run!"

At this time, the nanny and the girls hid in the house, and Wang Chong pulled the dumb girl and ran away.

Came to the puddle and jumped down without hesitation.

At the same time, countless pieces of yellow sand mixed with rubble hit madly, hitting many people who were still outside.

In such a strong wind speed, the gravel hit people with strong strength. Many people were hit by the gravel, instantly bleeding. Some were involved in the wind, and even people couldn't see it. They could only hear a scream.

Wang Chong hid in the puddle, revealing only half his head, squinting at everything on the ground.

Miserable, too miserable!

Living in the wilderness, not only the conditions are bad, but also there are many disasters. There was drought before, famine after, and now even sandstorms.

"Boom..."

At this time, several thatched cottages in the distance were directly overturned by the sandstorm, and the slaves hiding inside screamed constantly.

The storm continued, and the thatched cottage where Da Ya lived was uprooted in countless yellow sands.

Fortunately, big Fang ran fast and rushed out at once.

But his children were too late. Suddenly, they were pressed under the overturned thatched cottage. The people inside howled a few times, and gradually disappeared.

Wang Chong looked at all this with a cold face. This is the cruelty of the wilderness. Human life is like grass mustard, especially some savages, who won't even care about their own children.

"Milk... Mother..."

The mute girl pointed hard at the place where the wet nurse was hiding and spoke hard.

The thatched cottage where the wet nurse and several slaves hid was already crumbling, but Wang Chong could do nothing by himself. The storm outside was too big. He was only five years old. His immature body ran out, and I was afraid it would be blown away directly.

"Boom..."

Finally, the thatched cottage on the nanny's side was overturned, and the people inside fled in panic.

The storm is getting bigger and denser, and the visibility has been less than two meters. For safety, Wang Chong can only shrink his head with the mute girl and wait for the storm to leave.

After half an hour, the storm finally weakened and finally attacked the stone yard in the distance.

"Sobbing... Aung, Aung..."

"ADA, my ADA is dead, sobbing..."

As the sandstorm left, the whole tribe was filled with tears.

Wang Chong climbed out of the puddle and looked at it. Nearly half of the thatched cottages of the whole tribe were damaged. Countless slaves and attendants were crushed to death by stones, some were crushed to death by collapsed houses, and more were seriously injured, with screams and cries everywhere.

Regardless of the rubble on the ground, the mute girl ran to the nanny's side, where there were some cries for help from wild slaves.

"Abba, Abba..."

The mute girl pulled the house excitedly, but her strength was too small to move the house at all.

Wang Chong glanced at the side, saw big teeth sitting on the ground with an ugly face, and hurriedly ran over: "big teeth, nanny, they were pressed, save them."

Big Fang stared at Wang Zhong, obviously impatient.

Wang Zhong hurriedly said, "they are all your slaves. When they die, you lose a lot of wealth. No one will stone and farm for you in the future."

Hearing this, Daya's anger eased a little, and he murmured, "where are they?"

"Over there."

Daya followed Wang Chong and then moved the roof of the thatched cottage.

The nanny had already died, and her eyes were wide open. A slave girl was crushed and broke her leg, crying and screaming in pain.

Several male slaves were injured, but it was OK.

The next is the intense rescue work. Although these warriors usually don't care about their subordinates, they still rush ahead at this time for no reason, just because the slaves and their servants are their property. If the losses are serious, no one will work for them in the future.

At night, Wang recalculated. This time, the nanny and a servant died here. As for his children, they were all crushed to death, leaving only his two wives.

Knowing this, Daya shouted angrily, but there was no way. Life still had to pass, so the big guy cleaned up the body and prepared to bury it by dawn.

The mute girl looked at the body of the wet nurse and sobbed. The wet nurse died, and no one taught them to do things. The future life was even more difficult.

"Stop crying and eat." Wang Chong handed over a bowl of mutton soup: "Daya said that his son was dead. Anyway, he couldn't finish eating, so he gave it to us."

The mute girl sniffed the delicious mutton soup and took it.

"Although the nanny is dead, she certainly doesn't want us to be so sad. Let's eat more and grow up early. Then, I will become a warrior."

Wang Zhong didn't say that he wanted to become the leader of the tribe. After all, this is a little out of reach for the mute girl. There are some things that he can know.

Just saying this, I suddenly saw two warriors rushing towards this side.

"Where's your master's big tooth." A brave man shouted.

"Over there." Wang pointed to the edge of the puddle again.

The two men walked over there and shouted, "big teeth, big teeth!"

"Sand, what is it calling me?" Big Fang stood up and asked vaguely, biting the mutton.

"Something happened. I reported ahead that there was a gap activity of Niutou tribe. The leader suspected that Niutou tribe would attack us while we were encountering a sandstorm. Get ready quickly."

"Those grandsons of the Tauren tribe dare to provoke us, madder. It seems that the lessons of a few years ago are not enough."

Big Fang cursed angrily and picked up a stout stick on the side.

The three men quickly ran out. Wang Chong said to the dumb girl, "dumb girl, you eat first, I'll go and have a look."

Following Daya all the way, they ran to the leader's five claws. The five claws' house was not only large, but also the strongest house here, so it didn't collapse. At the moment, at the door of his house, there were many warriors in the tribe, and there were many slaves and attendants like Wang Zhong in the distance.

"Chief, I'm coming." Big tooth panted.

"Well, listen, I found the trace of the gap between the Tauren tribe in front. Just now, my son axe also checked it, axe, you say."

Daya seems to be interested in cultivating axe leadership, so let him speak.

The axe nodded, stood up and shouted, "people of Niutou tribe are now at the foot of the mountain!"

"How many people!" Someone shouted.

"It's too dark to see clearly." Said the axe.

Wuzhao shouted, "they must have seen us encounter a sandstorm. They attacked us while we were in chaos. Everyone is ready for me!"

Just after saying that, a wild slave in the distance ran in fear: "someone, there are many people, coming!"

"Kill all the people of the stone tribe, grab food, gun women, rush!!!" A roar came, and many figures rushed from all directions.

Thank you for the three rewards from big brother hedai. Thank you... It seems that no one is rewarding... Let's talk about the next book. Yesterday, the editor said that the data was a little weak, and the later recommendation will see the data next week. Not next week, really Gg... So, don't ask for much reward, just vote, brush the comments, and then most importantly, turn the book to the last chapter, and the editor said it depends on my follow-up rate. The follow-up rate is less than 1000, and there are no good recommendations in the later stage,,,, it's too sad. I didn't sleep until one o'clock last night. I wasn't coding, but I couldn't sleep. Hey