The blade-toothed tiger left, and the fear cat disappeared at any time, the wolves died, and the group of wild boars disappeared. There have been earth-shaking changes here, and it is no longer a world that Wang Yang is familiar with...

I was thinking about leaving, and I couldn't help feeling a little sad.

He came to the bottom of the fruit tree "Yi", which was his first marking tree, which had a special meaning. Now the fruit tree "Yi" is dead, with dry branches left on the tree, and the surface of the skin is dead black, with mottled traces imprinted on it.

There are many cracks on the trunk, the large one is more than ten centimeters long and the small one is only a few centimeters. Over time, these cracks will gradually expand and then be occupied by a small animal who likes to live in the tree holes.

You can't imagine the miserable situation of the fruit tree at that time, because it is just a tree.

Then, he came to many places with profound significance, and those places were very important and many interesting things happened.

The sad time didn't take long. He just went out one day in many days, and one trip was enough.

Then, he focused all his attention on air-dried meat.

The little mice were born and the number increased sharply, so everyone began to be busy and busy every day. Every day, everyone faced massacres, smoked and dried.

So when you look at the canyon from outside, you will see thick smoke rolling there. What flows out of the stream is not the clear stream water, but the red blood that emits a pungent and fishy smell.

From time to time, you could hear the screams of frightened animals. All the other animals passing by were so scared that they ran away quickly, as if there was hell.

Some predators, such as lynxes, cave lions and cave bears, dare not approach them rashly, and were alert to watch from afar. There was a great crisis in the killers who licked blood on the edge of the knife. Even if there was abundant food, they had to stop.

Blood is still flowing, and life is still disappearing.

No one likes to live in such an environment. Even a cave lion doesn’t want to see corpses and blood when they wake up.

Wang Yang stayed in it for a few days, then needed to run out and breathe, and then ran to the tree to vomit.

It was so choking inside, with smoke everywhere, and nothing could be seen. And it was always accompanied by the smell of the internal organs of the small animals. If you stayed inside for one day, you would probably have three days of life.

In the tribe, no matter adults or children, they vomit to a greater or lesser extent. It is impossible not to vomit if they see such exciting scenes every day.

This is not to say that they have pity for the small animals and vomit when they feel that they are too pitiful. Instead, they are bleeding when they wake up, and blood when they close their eyes. How can they not vomit?

All the images I saw were taken out of internal organs, which was terrible.

The little animals actually didn't feel the death of their companions. The little animals caught were all killed by everyone. This was Wang Yang's request. He didn't want to see that they didn't die after being smashed. As a result, the little animals screamed in blood and blood.

That desperate scream would drive him crazy.

Everyone gradually adapted to the method of killing in one move. The little animals would not scream, they would not feel anything before they died, and they would not struggle. They were very quiet and peaceful...

However, the smell of blood and thick smoke were too heavy, and the animals felt uncomfortable, so they made a scream.

Wang Yang said he was speechless about this.

Before, he was afraid that everyone would have resistance to migration, but who knew that they accepted it so quickly and put it into practice in a hurry.

At the beginning, Wang Yang was quite happy. Seeing that everyone was full of energy and couldn't wait to move, he felt very happy.

But now, he doesn't think so anymore.

After these days, everyone killed decisively, arrested a small animal and killed one, then quickly smoked it dry, and then handed it to the others for a few days.

They were all red with smoke, with disheveled hair, and their faces were covered with black gray and blood, dyeing the delicate fur.

Their concentration was so terrible that in Wang Yang's opinion, it seemed a bit sick, as if a disaster was about to come, and it would be too late if he didn't leave.

They even developed a system, where Xiaohong and others specialized in killing and were covered in blood.

After killing, he was dried up by the expeller and was covered in black.

Later, I gave it to the orthopedicologist to do it, and my friends took a look at what was almost done and put it away.

If you think about it carefully, it feels very funny. Their spirit makes them look cute.

Wang Yang thought to himself, was the scene he described scaring them so much that they worked so hard. It was similar to the mood he had just bought a house, and he wanted to move out of the old house before he could renovate the new house.

Wang Yang quickly stopped them. It was right to migrate, and he would not have rushed like this. If he continued like this, he would have destroyed himself before he could migrate.

Everyone stopped as they said, all ran out of the red and black canyon, breathing in fresh air.

The air was very cold, mixed with snow. When I sipped down, the entire respiratory tract seemed to be blown by a wind knife, which was very painful.

But the effect was surprisingly good. After only a few sips, everyone felt the cells in their bodies come alive, refreshing and thorough. Then they took a few sips of snow to moisten their fiery throats.

"Woo~" Everyone was very tired, with blood foam and ashes on their bodies, and they were blinded and sat on the ground in a daze, looking even more melancholy than Wang Yang.

Wang Yang smiled and pulled everyone up. Although the snow was good, you should not sit greedy.

They were a little surprised by the outside world. They didn't notice the heavy snow a few days ago. Now they discovered that a long brown-red blood stream flowed out of the canyon.

The blood is hot, melting the snow into water, flows slowly, and then quickly cools down, solidifies and freezes.

This scene is extremely terrifying, but it looks very beautiful in the white snow, like a red belt.

It was not until this time that they realized that they had done too much. A few days ago, they were too anxious and focused. When they thought about it carefully, they felt terrible.

During the days that followed, they slowed down the speed of making jerky meat, working only for a fixed three hours a day, and playing when they should play when they should be breathable when they should be breathable.

Wang Yang also asked everyone to help clean the canyon, so that it should not be too dirty. After all, it would not leave immediately. As long as you stay there for one day, you would clean it up for one day.

Otherwise, it will be over if the disease is caused.

Wang Yang often takes the little animals out to relax to avoid the influence of the canyon.

It was a good time to leave, and the weather became colder and colder, with heavy snow falling, covering the fields.

The cold wind whistled, and I don’t know how strong it was, blowing down many trees and rushing away. The sky and earth were covered with no sunshine, and were in the white snow.

The heavy snow that was rolled up was not falling, but was blown up by the strong wind, flying between the sky and the earth like a knife.

If a person goes out at this time, it is like standing in a big hail. The cold wind is like a knife, making people unable to open their eyes and rush in as soon as they open the flying snow.

Walking in it, you can only lower your head, the wind and snow slash on your face, and from time to time a heavy snow hits the back of your head, which is extremely painful.

Walking in such a wind and snow for two or three hours will use up all your strength.
Chapter completed!