Martial Arts: Begin a Life Simulator

　　Just when old Dirk was about to use a torch to ignite the wood at the entrance of the cave, he noticed that the sound of the violent beating on the stone had stopped.

　　Vaguely, old Dirk heard a voice coming in.

　　"Damn it, it's poisonous smoke, let it go, let it go!"

　　"Run to the east, run to the east!"

　　At the entrance of the cave, Aikes was knocking on the stone, but he was about to knock it away, but suddenly he felt something was wrong with the smoke in the air.

　　Smells a little weird.

　　As soon as he became suspicious, he felt a little dizzy in his head.

　　Looking at the subordinates who were originally surrounded by them, they fell to the ground one by one, and he suddenly understood.

　　I was tricked by myself.

　　If he guessed correctly, the enemy should have two plans. The first plan is to deliberately anger himself and others, and then slowly polish his team in the snow.

　　As for the second plan, it is a supplement after the failure of the first plan.

　　That is, through the smoke formed by the fire he just set, he secretly burns poisonous herbs and poisons himself and others.

　　Thinking of this, Aix couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat behind his back.

　　From the beginning of the enemy to the present, his every move has been detected by the enemy, and the use of it is seamless.

　　He just felt that he saw through the enemy's thoughts, and he couldn't help showing a wry smile. He lost and only thought of the first floor, but the enemy had already cut off his choice through various means.

　　Let him finally choose to gather his subordinates and smash the big stone at the door.

　　"Bang!"

　　Just after walking more than ten meters, the shield in Aix's hand fell to the ground, and his hand touched the dagger tied to his waist.

　　Poisoned, he struggled to open his eyes. He wanted to see who the enemy was and where he was. In addition, he was slowly accumulating strength to make the final blow.

　　plop plop plop..

　　In the clearing, soldier after soldier fell into the snow, and soon hundreds of people were no longer standing.

　　"Tweet Tweet Tweet..."

　　On the snow, Lin Jingzhe held a bow and arrow in his hand and looked at the cannibal tribe warriors who were slowly falling down. He didn't rush to walk over.

　　After shouting a few words to the south, he began to stand in place and wait.

　　"Boss."

　　"leader."

　　...

　　Soon, the dozen or so hunters that Lin Jingzhe had brought out quickly gathered to his side from the south.

　　Everyone, without exception, all looked at him with excitement, their eyes filled with fanaticism, admiration, and respect.

　　Domeng was even more excited and didn't know what to say. After all, under the command of Lin Jingzhe, a dozen people brought down hundreds of famous and legendary cannibal warriors.

　　It was just like a dream.

　　"Boss, let's go."

　　Watching the smoke slowly dissipate, no one could stand up on the open space opposite.

　　Domon clenched the spear in his hand, his eyes full of resentment: "Send those guys to hell."

　　"Not in a hurry."

　　Lin Jingzhe took the spear from Domeng's hand and immediately projected it into the distance.

　　The spear crossed an arc and plunged towards a man, only to see that the man on the ground did roll to one side, and immediately avoided the spear.

　　He staggered to his feet, and then a dozen people next to him also got up and walked slowly towards Lin Jingzhe's place.

　　"Whoa, whoa, whoa.."

　　Without any hesitation, Lin Jingzhe took out a few long arrows and shot them out while walking towards the man's position.

　　When Lin Jingzhe was less than ten meters away from the opposite side, only a dozen people stood up again, and the leader Aix was still standing alone.

　　"Young man, can you tell me, what's your name?"

　　Aix held the dagger in his hand, and his whole body went weak. Looking at Lin Jingzhe and his party, his eyes were extremely complicated.

　　He originally thought that although the number of enemies was small, there would be hundreds of them.

　　But from the beginning to the end, the dozen or so people who appeared in front of him made Ax feel absurd.

　　But facts speak louder than words, he has to accept it, just at a glance, he can see who the leader of the ten people on the opposite side is.

　　Looking at the boy on the opposite side holding a bow and arrow, he smiled bitterly and threw the one in his hand aside: "I actually lost to a child."

　　"David."

　　The bow and arrow in Lin Jingzhe's hand shot out, and the moment he called out his name, Aix's neck was also pierced at the same time.

　　With a "thump", Ax fell heavily to the ground, and the other dagger he hid in his sleeve slipped out of his sleeve and fell to the ground.

　　His eyes were full of unwillingness, at this moment he was only one step away from Lin Jingzhe.

　　But this step was like a moat in the sky, lying between him and Lin Jingzhe, and could no longer cross even an ounce.

　　"Cut off their heads."

　　Lin Jingzhe looked at the dagger on the ground and shook his head slightly. He didn't actually notice that there was a dagger hidden in Aix's hand just now.

　　He was just out of a habit of being cautious, and he wasn't brainless enough to let the enemy get into a position where he could touch him, that's all.

　　Looking at the corpse lying in the open space in front of the Stone Tribe's cave, Lin Jingzhe gave a light order: "Hang it on the wooden pole at the door."

　　Hearing Lin Jingzhe's words, everyone did not hesitate, and immediately walked towards the open space in front of the cave, with the axe in their hands, slashing mercilessly.

　　"Keep two tongues."

　　Lin Jingzhe hung the bow and arrow on his back, passed by Domeng who was chopping the corpse frantically, and said something casually.

　　Looking at the gate, Old Dirk rushed out with a group of white-haired old men hunched over his waist and holding the spear in his hand.

　　A faint smile appeared on the corner of Lin Jingzhe's mouth: "Old guys, go home and sleep."

　　"The matter of murder will be left to young people in the future."

　　A dozen old hunters just rushed out of the door, watching the corpses of the enemy in front of them, stunned.

　　Originally, they thought they were going to face a vicious enemy, but what they didn't expect to see was a triumphant leader.

　　Listening to Lin Jingzhe's words, the eyes of the old hunters lit up, and tears suddenly fell. In their lifetimes, Lin Jingzhe was the first to care about their leader. .

Chapter 156

　　In this land, they have long been accustomed to being exploited and oppressed.

　　It has long been accustomed to the inherent class between tribes.

　　Gently patted the shoulders of a few elders who couldn't help crying, Lin Jingzhe didn't stop for too long.

　　After knowing where his sister was from the elder Dirk, he went straight to his home.

　　As soon as he entered the cave, Lin Jingzhe saw women carrying jars of poisonous powder in their hands. They were the second group of people who were ready to sacrifice.

　　In times of crisis, the tribe's escape sequence is different from the peaceful world.

　　The people who are most likely to escape here, the most powerful people, are arranged to escape in the first batch.

　　And then there are things like women, the elderly, and babies.

　　This is not the people here who are insensitive, but the law that was slowly formed in order to allow the tribe to continue.

　　"Survived."

　　"We survived!"

　　.

　　Seeing that it was Lin Jingzhe who came in, the pottery pots that were lifted up by many women were collected and returned.

　　Their originally dull eyes regained a little light again, and they put down the clay pots one by one, hugged each other and cried bitterly.

　　"Good leader."

　　"Good leader."

　　...

　　The situation at the door naturally attracted the attention of the children and young people who were arranged by Dirk to escape.

　　They stopped and then expanded the vent, and watched Lin Jingzhe slowly come back from the cave entrance.

　　Although they didn't know what happened yet, seeing Lin Jingzhe standing in front of them unscathed, everyone already understood.

　　The crisis is over.

　　This seemingly immature leader in front of them once again created a miracle.

　　They who originally worshiped Lin Jingzhe, now looked at Lin Jingzhe's eyes, turned into worship.

　　. . . . . .

　　cave.

　　In the back room under the log cabin floor.

　　"Shh.."

　　There was a clay pot beside Dorian, and she covered the mouth of the little elk to keep it from making a sound.

　　Hearing that there was no movement in the cave, she couldn't help but feel more and more frightened.

　　'Dorian is not afraid. '

　　"My brother said that Dorian is the bravest man."

　　Raising her head and looking at the faint light from the cracks in the wooden boards, Dorian began to comfort herself: 'Dorian will protect her brother when she grows up. '