Prehistoric Woman Age

    Thank you for the pink ticket for the soy milk fried bun, and thanks to the Loulan Yiren for the reward. .

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    "Ah—" a scream exploded in the crowd, and the originally chaotic scene was shrouded in temporary silence. Everyone looked at the prestige, and one of the troublemakers was a rogue-headed and rat-eyed guy with a wretched face. A crossbow arrow glowing with black light on his right arm penetrated into his arm bone. On the ground in front of him, a longbow fell, and he clasped his arms and let out a mournful wailing.

    The Atayal people looked at the unique crossbow arrow, and suddenly fell silent, and turned their attention to the white and tender face covered with frost.

    "Killing! The patriarch and his women, they really have a purpose in taking us in! They want to use us as a reserve of food! Now that there is a shortage of food, it's time to cut down on us!" The injured guy, the mouse's eyes rolled, suddenly sat on the ground and let out an encouraging cry.

      And the troublemakers in the subdued clan led by Cong Cong waved their weapons more confidently, and someone shouted: "Left and right are the same life, brothers, copy the guy, fight for them! "

    Although the clansmen were suspicious, no one followed these outlaws in rebellion. Li's mother kept speaking loudly for An'er in the crowd: "People! When the Atayal tribe replaced us, there was no shortage of food. Without us, their food would be enough for them to eat for two winters. Why waste it? Prey to feed us reserve food?

    Think about how we lived? Without the Atayal tribe, without Patriarch Abu and An'er, even if we were not killed, we would have died of starvation and illness. How can I have enough food for the first few months to live in a warm house?

    Now there is a temporary food shortage in the tribe, but Patriarch Abu and An'er are also starving with us! Don't be fooled by these wolf-hearted guys! "

    "Ah! An'er is injured! What a shame! Boy Scouts, draw me a bow. Shoot these kings and eight lambs to death!" Anxious, yet so clear in the noisy chaos.

    When the Atayal people heard this, they immediately boiled. The words that Li mother said brought back their memories. If it wasn't for the Atayal tribe, if it wasn't for An'er, how could they have such a comfortable life now? An'er, who gave them a second life, was actually injured by those rebels. The clansmen ignored the occasional bow and arrow, and rushed towards those troublemakers angrily.

    Though the troublemakers have weapons, but. In the past, there were boy scouts and warehouse patrols to suppress, and then there were clansmen who flooded in like a flood. Soon, they were engulfed by an angry crowd. The tribesmen use their fists and feet. To those guys whose conscience was eaten by dogs, they beat their heads and faces for a while. If An'er hadn't stopped them, those guys would have been beaten to death by the angry clansmen.

    The troublemakers were lying on the ground with bruised faces and moaning. An Er, who was standing beside them, had a scratch on her neck. The blood was dripping, but fortunately no arteries were injured. The bright red blood made her face even whiter, almost the same color as the snowflakes that fell on her shoulders.

    Ming with a pale face, squeezed into the crowd. He hurriedly helped An'er apply the herbal medicine to stop the bleeding, his face was full of pain, as if the injured one was him.

    "I'm fine. It's just a little skin injury!" An'er looked at the anxious little face and comforted him unbearably. well! She was injured, and she had to go back to comfort others. She was so hurt but didn't dare to show it, for fear of scaring this silent young man who really cared about her.

    "Injured Naruta Tasha. Kill them! Throw their bodies out to feed the wolves!" Big feet in hide boots. He kicked the guy who accidentally injured An'er in the face. The guy's nose bone was kicked off, his nose bleeds all over his face, and he lay on the ground moaning loudly.

    The surrounding clansmen, looking at An'er's pale face, and the expression of forcibly endured the pain, the anger in their hearts was burning, disregarding An'er's dissuasion, you punched me and beat me The guy only had the air out but not the air in. .

    Congcongjian clansmen's anger is still not extinguished, and there is a faint trend of erupting towards them, regardless of the pain, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to An'er like a garlic: "An'er, we I didn't mean to hurt you, it was just an accident! We were also instigated by others, we were afraid that the food would not be enough and the clan would give up..."

      In fact, her injury was not serious, but in order to reassure our delicate little witch doctor, she had to let him play. In the end, she was wrapped as if she was seriously injured... Forget it, it was like a scarf to keep her warm!

    Congcong's eyes flickered, followed An'er's line of sight, as if she had caught a life-saving straw, pointed at the roe-headed rat, and said loudly, "It's him! It's him who said There is so much food in the clan, but they are not distributed to us, and they do not treat us as clan members. They also said that if the food is completely cut off, I am afraid that we, the foreigners, will be attacked first. It is not uncommon to eat people in winter..."

    Actually, An'er had already discovered the abnormality of the guy. She walked to the guy who had been lying on the ground and pretended to be dead for fear of being beaten by her clansmen after she injured an arm. , kicked with his foot: "Are you dead? Just say a word! Did you hear what Cong Cong said? Do you have anything to say?"

      Prestige, always oppresses the old people of our original tribe. He and a group of brothers under him, when they have run out of food, also rob some weak members of the clan. He does not dare to report to the clan leader for others. Just pick up those of us who used to be bullied by the same tribe.

    And...and more! In fact, the food they were given had already been eaten and drank by them. The reason why the few of them are eating so much now is because... because they forced the women of the same clan to donate their children for their enjoyment. In order not to be found, they only eat children under the age of three who cannot go out in winter. Said it was after the beginning of the spring, and made an excuse to say that it was buried due to illness..."

    When they heard the news that Cong Cong could eat people, the Atayal tribe immediately exploded. When the clansmen who were exchanged in the market were caught by the Tassi people, if they were not exchanged by Ataya, they would also be eaten as food. What they hate the most are cannibals, and the Atayal tribe explicitly prohibits cannibalism, let alone people of the same race!

    "He's talking nonsense! He bites us in order to shirk his guilt!" Cong Cong faced the excitement of the crowd with a flustered expression on his face. The clan who injured An'er just now is a living example. If his cannibalism is confirmed, I am afraid that he will be beaten to death like that person!

    "He didn't lie! Everything he said was the truth!" A slightly weak female voice came from behind the crowd.

    The Atayal people followed the prestige, and several women with sadness and numbness on their faces came over with a woman with an ugly face, who seemed to be seriously ill. The clansmen automatically gave them a way. Several women walked heavily, slowly but firmly into the crowd.

     Women who raise children rob their children and feed them. They don’t even spare their own children! Cong Cong, our child has only been born for more than a month, so small and cute. I fell asleep, took the child out, pierced it with a spear, roasted it on the fire and ate it—are you still human? You don’t deserve to live in this world, and I want you to pay for my child’s life!”

    The woman's voice was shrill, and the last few words were shouted out with almost all her strength, which made people feel chills in their hearts! An'er recognized that it was Cong Cong's woman who was speaking. When she came back from the market, she had a big belly, and she even gave her her horse to ride! At that time, she had chatted a few words with Cong Cong's women, and from the other party's words, she could hear her expectation and love for the child in her womb. did not expect…

    Cong Cong's eyes were a little struggling, and the woman's expression became hideous. He roared at his woman with a twisted face: "The family is out of food, and your milk is long gone. If the child has no milk to drink, he will die sooner or later! If the child is gone, as long as we live, we can regenerate! If you starve to death, then everything is over!"

    An'er sneered, and there was no emotion in her voice: "Don't make excuses for yourself! There are more than 200 people in our clan, although there is a shortage of food, so far there is no case of starvation! And you…"

    An'er turned to the thief-eyed guy who was quietly relieved because everyone's attention was diverted, and asked, "You keep inciting everyone to make trouble, what's your motive? I advise you to explain honestly, otherwise... don't blame me for being rude!"

    The guy's mouse eyes kept rolling, and he kept shouting injustice. An'er bent down and picked up a stone the size of a palm, and slapped it hard at his mouth. Suddenly, the teeth in the guy's mouth spurted out with blood, and his mouth was swollen like a sausage.

    "Say it or not? If you don't say it again, you won't have a chance to say it!" At this moment, the temperament emanating from An'er's body was like Shura's coming into the world, which made people dread.

    The clansmen were deceived by his pitiful appearance, and some people hesitated, as if they wanted to speak for him.

    An'er smiled coldly and said to Nana: "Go, bring a small fishing net..."