Crossing to the Wild

Sang Mo was tied to a pillar, what this group of people called the "Tian Zhu".

They circled a fence in a relatively gentle place and temporarily used it as a camp.

And in the center of this camp, there is a tall pillar with thick thighs of a man with a wolf head pattern engraved on it.

Sang Mo coughed up blood from his throat, thinking in a daze, who came up with this?

Do they have inheritance?

Why do you think of yourself as a wolf and worship the so-called "beast god"?

Yes, these people worship animal gods and live like wild animals.

Sang Mo was dying and tied up here, watching these people's day.

In the early morning, they would circle the Tianzhu, wash each other's bodies, display their tattoos, and imitate the roar of beasts to the sky.

Then they split up and left. Some people rested in the camp and some went hunting nearby.

Most of these people are men, none of them are young, and most notably, they are more or less handicapped.

The boss has burns on his face and a hideous face.The others were so dirty that they couldn't see their original appearance because they didn't wash their faces much, but not all of them ruined their appearance.

Some of them lacked arms, some had lame legs, had six-finger deformities like the old fifth, and had more strange problems.

No one is healthy and healthy, with mockery and hatred in his eyes.

At noon, those who were able to go out returned from hunting and gained something.They gathered together to tear the raw meat, eating savagely and fiercely.

Some people seem to have been hungry for a few days, and Sang Mo vaguely realized that they might really be hungry for a few days.

After all, prey is not available every day. If they have to learn how wild animals live and eat fresh meat, they can only be hungry when there is no hunting to catch.

Sang Mo fainted a few more times, until a flurry of movement awakened him.

He opened his eyes in shock, and the werewolves crawled out of the cave one after another, methodically transferring the fur and fur materials to the ground.

After a while, the shaking subsided, and they waited until night before returning to the cave.

This slight movement seemed to touch the nerves of these people. After another two days, someone climbed back to the camp and shouted with joy: "Beast God!!! I saw the Beast God!!! !"

Sang Mo opened his eyes in a daze.

The wolf heads gathered together happily, slapping each other, arching their heads, as if expressing happiness in this way.

"The beast god is on the other side of the mountain!"

"Its body is taller than the tallest tree!"

"A pond can't let go of its tail!"

"It lies in the valley to sleep!"

"That must be the beast god!"

Beast... God?

Before they could celebrate, the youngest rushed into the camp and shouted, "Boss! There are people in the mountains again!"

Sang Mo's heart tightened, desperately listening to them discussing the evil plan.

Maybe it was an innocent traveler, about to fall into the mouth of a tiger.

He struggled sadly, and the Tianzhu that tied him creaked, and the werewolves nearby looked at him.

The boss was surprised: "You can still move?"

Sang Mo gritted his teeth and red eyes: "You... are not human."

"Ha!" The boss smiled with joy: "Of course we are not humans!"

"..." Sang Mo had nothing to say, the boss looked at him excitedly: "This is all thanks to you'people'!"

"When we were just born, everyone is obviously human, but once we have a disability, we are no longer human."

"I! I was burned by the fire, because my face was so ugly, everyone avoided me... Then I was expelled by the leader for excuses. The fifth child, with six fingers, his father and mother raised him for a few years. Throw it away in disgust. And because your hands are broken and your legs are lame, you humans will no longer admit it..."

"Right? Huh? Am I right?"

"What's so good about being human? It's better to be a beast! The wolves are more united than human beings. If we become beasts, we can live well!"

The hatred was tumbling in his heart, and Sang Mo was so angry that his throat was full of blood.

What a beast.

What wolves.

You have a miserable life, do you deserve to pull innocent people into the water?

His relatives and his home were all ruined by these scum. What's even more ridiculous is that the people in their mouths who have no humanity for profit are just a part of the people.

There are more people who do not dislike disabled or weird-looking children.There are also many couples who have a disability and go out hunting for the other.

Sang Mo thought of his sister. Although her face was born with dark spots, the family did not look at her with strange eyes.

A sister is very skilled and talented in raising silkworms. She always gives herself delicious food.He also said that Adi looks good in the first place, eat more and grow taller, he will definitely please women...

Although A sister is ugly, she has two dimples when she laughs, and her arms are gentle and soft. No one in the tribe hates her.

So what did their tribe do wrong?What did Sister do wrong?

Kill one, too little.

Sang Mo thought regretfully, if he was given another chance, he would definitely plan more carefully...

"Don't insult the beast!"

A clear voice sounded nearby, accompanied by the sound of heavy objects falling, raising a puff of smoke!

"What's going on!?" The people nearby made vigilant actions, but found that they were thrown into the field just now and slipped to the feet of the boss. They were actually sent out to monitor the corpses of the trio!

"Seventeen!" The boss roared, "What's going on!? What's going on!?"

There were three people, a teenager and a two-year man.

The tall and strong one looked like a warrior, his face was cold and perfect as a knife.

The corners of the mouth of the shorter man were slightly raised, his face was gentle, but his eyes looked like ice that could not melt away.

The young man behind him looks good, and at first glance, he was raised without lack of water.

The perfect image of the three makes the boss more and more ugly, and the incompleteness is more vivid, and the wolves are angry as if they have been poked to the pain point!

They hate such a perfect person the most. Such a person should be torn apart by hand.

The boss thought, calming down strangely.He raised his hand to signal everyone not to be impatient, and said with a grinning smile.

"What is insulting beasts? We are obviously beasts!"

"Ha." Rong Yue said, "Will wild beasts kill the same kind? Will they take pleasure in torturing people?"

"We are not killing people of the same kind!! We only kill people!!" The boss roared, but he heard Rong Yue floatly: "The beasts bite when they are hungry, but they leave when they are full. What about you?"

The boss whizzed and panted.

The camp was quiet for a while.

"Don't put gold on your cheeks." Rong Yue lowered her face gloomily, "If you say you are a bunch of scum, I'm afraid the scum will be unhappy."

"You!" The boss burst into blood, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't listen to him nonsense, give it to me! Bind them! Tie them to the Tianzhu with that kid!"

As soon as the voice fell, the werewolves who had surrounded the three of them raised their weapons at the same time and rushed toward the middle!

The voices of nearly a hundred people shook the sky, igniting the hot air, as if to trample to death the three small ants in the middle——

Sang Mo ignored his dumb throat, and roared like a tear: "Stop it! Stop it--"

The light came on.

The golden light that is not natural is also very dazzling in this day.

The white-haired priest stood in place, and the black-haired murderer raised the bone knife and swept around at a speed that was invisible to human eyes.There was a splash of blood, and five people fell in an instant!

The boss's voice changed, and while instructing people to carry the medicine that had just been dried and concocted, he shouted to everyone: "Don't go back! There are only three of them!"

Wait, aren't there three people?

Where did that boy go?

Mu Ling dexterously passed through the crowd and had already come to Sang Mo.

He cut the rope forcefully, held Sang Mo who was sliding down due to the force, patted his face, and whispered, "Are you okay? Can you hear it?"

Sang Mo was awake, but could not speak.The boy was very clean, but he was stained with dirt because of helping him.

He felt a little guilty.

"It's okay, our big sacrifice is very powerful, and multiple injuries can be cured. I will take you there..."

...

Tian Yang took the knife and dropped it, and even without Rong Yue's assistance, he had slaughtered a half of the werewolves.

The bodies were piled on the ground, like a satirical mime.

The boss has changed from strong support to fear, his whole body stiff, his teeth shaking.

Beast god, why is this happening?

They obviously deserve the blessing of the animal gods!That’s what the people who had saved him said!

Tianyang kicked a person away, and when the bone knife was withdrawn from the opponent's body, it broke with a snap.

He didn't care too much, he threw the broken blade away, grabbed the next werewolf who rushed up with his bare hands, and slapped it to the ground.

That direction was exactly where the boss stood, and the boss caught Tianyang's eyes off guard.

"..." His brain was blank, and at that moment, he really felt a chill, rising from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Beast god, beast god, can you hear—

Suddenly, the sky was shaking.

This shaking was much stronger than it was a few days ago, and even Rong Yue and Tian Yang shook!

The boss suddenly screamed: "It's the beast god—the beast god has come to save us—"

The author has something to say: Beast God: Not really.

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