Chiu!

The green crow cried, and suddenly everyone under the cliff shrank, squeezing there like a tree stump, and was motionless again.

The blue eagle with black feathers in the sky flashed with a hint of doubt in her eyes, drew an arc in the void, and then flew down again, with its wings spreading and rolling rocks splashing, and the wind was shaking.

Still the annoying taste.

Leaving.

Through the thick straw raincoat gap, Xia Tuo saw Cang Qing flying away, carefully moved his steps, as slow as a turtle, and the other tribesmen behind him followed one by one.

In this way, under the constant attention of Cang Qing, everyone left Luoying Cliff Valley without any danger and entered a cave under the night sky.

Rumble!

Pushing the huge stone to block the entrance of the cave, the bonfire ignited, and some soldiers took out the stone pot and started hot water, and also pulled out dried meat and earthy potatoes from the corner of the cave.

Xia Tuo stuffed the received earthy potato into the ashes under the bonfire, picked up a branch and pulled the woody ash to cover the earthy potato.

"We'll have to survive the poisonous miasma swamp next."

Then the firelight, Xia Tuo saw the red dots on the animal skin map and said.

"yes."

The deer said while pulling out the earthy potatoes from the bonfire, and without feeling hot, they broke them and stuffed them into their mouths.

He knew that his family leader didn't care about his appearance. As long as he did what he had explained, everything else would be a minor matter.

"Don't worry, the patriarch, I have a gas mask, and I've been through the poisonous miasma swamp so many times."

After being said this by Lu, Xia Tuo's mouth slightly raised and showed a little smugness. Grandma, after coming to this wild land for so long, his wisdom once again came to use his skills.

The gas mask is his proud work. There is a lot of miasma in the wilderness forests, and sometimes the miasma will be erratic. Even if the totem warrior inhales into the body, it will cause dizziness, poisoning, and even directly poisoning and death.

He asked the Ministry of War to make a gas mask with wild fangs and pig skin, and used a thin layer of translucent inner membrane inside the ferocious beast to make a filter.

These were like miracles for the tribe members. Old Man Wu was stunned and chased him and asked what kind of witchcraft it was.

...

The poisonous miasma swamp spreads deep into the mountains and emits a strong stench, as if it was formed by countless corpses precipitated over the long years.

Bubbles emerge from time to time on the surface of the swamp water, and thick poisonous gas floated out, melting into the poisonous miasma air above. Some poisonous substances crawled quickly on it, covering their bodies with ugly bags.

puff!

Xia Tuo waved his hand and slapped the huge poisonous toad that was pounced on him with the back of his sword. He stood on a bamboo raft, and three tribe members rode together on a bamboo raft, holding a long bamboo pole in his hand, constantly piercing into the mud, pushing the bamboo raft forward quickly.

The bamboo raft was filled with witch medicine powder that drove away poisonous insects. Even so, there were still many poisons pounced towards the bamboo raft. Xia Tuo took the lead, and the bronze sword in his hand continued to slap the poisonous substances away.

He could kill the Cangqing Eagle with one sword, but he didn't dare to storm here. These poisons had long been rotten into his stomach. Once blood and flesh splashed on his body, his armor would inevitably rot.

Behind him, Lu and other tribe members followed him on two bamboo rafts, each wearing a thick gas mask, making him breathing a little rapid.

puff!

At this moment, Xia Tuo, who was standing in front of the bamboo raft, grabbed a bamboo gun standing in the mud and threw it into the distance.

A black snake covered with poisonous sores was directly led by a bamboo gun into the mud in the distance. The snake's head pierced into the mud, and the snake's body, several meters long, was still swaying.

Then the next moment, a group of poisons emerged from the mud and bit the poisonous snake and dismembered it and ate it and ate it.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The bamboo guns kept hitting out horizontally, knocking away the poisonous beasts that rushed over. There was no doubt that these bamboo guns were put into the swamp in advance, and no less than a thousand pieces of them were scattered in the swamp.

However, not many can be seen along the way, most of which have been destroyed or sunk, and only a few are left.

"ah……"

There are too many poisons in the mud, and some tiny poisons are simply unprepared for.

"Ming."

Xia Tuo turned his head and looked. A soldier on the bamboo raft behind him twitched all over and fell down in the blink of an eye. He turned into a pool of thick water and had no time to speak.

The fall of the sacred creature in the mouth of the poison made everyone who had been in danger for several days and felt a little relaxed in urgency suddenly became nervous.

puff!

The deer waved a knife to slapped a poisonous insect like a scorpion, and it was it that poisoned it to death.

ah……

At this moment, another scream was heard, and a black light flew out of the mud, piercing through Lu's body, and Lu poured directly into the mud.

"don't want!"

"Pull him up!"

"Pull him up!"

...

For a moment, everyone was panicked.

puff!

Xia Tuo grabbed a bamboo gun outside the bamboo raft, jumped up, and plunged into the mud beside Lu.

The bamboo pole quickly sank into the swamp. At the moment when he was about to completely sink into, he grabbed the foot of the foot that had been trapped in half, and pressed the bamboo gun with his big hand and returned to the bamboo raft with his relay.

"Class leader, I...I can't go with you..."

He took off the gas mask and Lu's complexion was as pale as paper. The totem divine patterns engraved on his body were already dim. He stared at Xia Tuo with his eyes wide open, and opened his mouth to speak.

"My brother, he..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Gang's slightly raised arm fell on the bamboo raft without saying a word.

Xia Tuo turned around and stood in front of the bamboo raft, not daring to look at Lu's eyes, and the breath in the gas mask became more and more stuffy.

"Class leader, Alu is gone."

"Get out of the swamp first."

Without responding to Lu's words, Xia Tuo returned to the bamboo raft in front again. Facing the poisonous substance that was rushing, the bronze sword in his hand became more and more fierce. Wu Wen Zhanliang, who was blessed with the sword, slapped the poison away, smashed it into the mud and twitched.

The two tribe members fell in the swamp one after another, which made the rest of tribe members speed up their pace and finally stepped out of the swamp as night fell.

After hiding the bamboo raft, the group carried the dead foot with a rack woven by branches and vines, and headed towards the perch deep in the forest. Fortunately, they were close to the poisonous miasma swamp here, and there were no ferocious beasts nearby.

When we arrived at the habitat outside the swamp, the atmosphere between the people was very dull, and no one made a sound, and he secretly looked at Xia Tuo in front.

"Class leader, we were ready when we came out."

Finally, Lu walked behind Xia Tuo and pondered for a moment and said.

"Yes, patriarch, I'm not afraid of death."

"Yes, we won't be afraid if we dare to come."

"We are not afraid."

...

Compared to other people in the tribe, as explorers who went to Qinggang Mountain, they naturally knew what Xia Tuo was doing.

For the tribe!

Everything is for the tribe!

More than a year ago, some of the soldiers who came came were not full or warm in food, some were wandering around in the mountains, and some even became slaves, and they were in danger of peace.

However, everything changed since we came to Xia tribe. They did not conquer them in the tribe, and they regarded them as their own people.

Their relatives are no longer suffering from life-threatening dangers, no longer starving, and even become totem warriors themselves, because of the person standing in front of them at this moment.

The men in the Great Wilderness never have too many sweet words.

The patriarch is good to me, and this life is the patriarch!

"Bury Lu Heming here temporarily, and we will find a way to bring it back to the tribe for burial when we come back."

After a long time, Xia Tuo turned around. His expression was a little hazy under the night sky, and his voice sounded a little hoarse.

Everyone looked at him in confusion. Lu was ready to say anything, but Ming had no bones corroded by poison, leaving only the broken armor.

But soon the deer came over and quickly took his tribe members to dig in the cave, burying Lu Heming's broken armor together.

That night, everyone was very quiet. The tribe members felt that Xia Tuo was in a bad mood and suppressed their breath one by one.

The two totem warriors were broken at once, which made Xia Tuo feel uncomfortable in an instant. Even though he had expected it before leaving, the feeling was extremely uncomfortable when things really happened in front of him.

These are all good men in the clan. Over the past year, he has completely integrated the tribe through totems, and he has long regarded everyone in the tribe as his own tribe.

He had a feeling that even though he was not old, his mind was already different from others. He seemed to have become accustomed to such a life after a year.

...

Rock Mountain, White Bone Forest...

Everyone walked forward and finally arrived outside Qingmeng Mountain five days later.
To be continued...