This is My Primitive Tribe Chapter 302 The Insidious Divine Vine
Southern Wasteland, Ant Tribe.
One by one, the corpses were carried to the entrance of the huge ant nest, and then were carried by the giant ants lining up, and gradually disappeared into the ant nest.
The ant tribe shaman opened his hands and recited a long witchcraft spell to the ant nest, then turned to the ant tribe people and said:
"The souls of the departed heroes will always be with the Ant God, let us wish..."
The people of the ant tribe had smiles on their faces, and even the relatives of the corpses were not so sad anymore.
Because in the eyes of tribal people, being able to accompany the totem god is a very honorable and honorable thing.
In the crowd, Qie Ye, who knew the truth, secretly clenched his fists, with hidden anger burning in his eyes.
Ever since the elder told him the truth about the ant god before his death, Qie Ye has been suffering in the ant tribe, especially when he saw the dead people being sent to the ant nest, his heart felt like being stabbed by a knife.
Same, breathing is uncomfortable.
Because he knew very well that those corpses could enter the ant nest, not to accompany the ant god as Wu said, but to be used as food for those giant ants and eaten by countless giant ants!
After the funeral, everyone in the ant tribe dispersed and continued their busy, boring and repetitive work.
Qieye also left the tribe with a hunting team and went hunting in the distant forest.
Now, he only has one idea, and that is to become powerful as soon as possible until he has enough ability to lead his tribe to break away, or even overthrow the rule of the ant god.
Of course, this is a very difficult task with slim hope.
How easy is it to deal with that master-level red ant?
But no matter how difficult it is and how slim the hope is, Qianye must make every effort to do it.
If we don't do this, the members of the ant tribe will always be knocked to the bone by those giant ants and their marrow will be sucked out, and they will never be able to make a difference.
……
Southern Wasteland, Crocodile Tribe.
"Crash..."
A big crocodile carried the girl Qingye and swam slowly on the river. The water waves turned into two ripples, spreading out layer by layer to both sides.
Qingye took out a reed leaf, straightened it, put it to his lips and blew it.
The reed leaves make a crisp and melodious sound, like the sound of a flute or the call of a bird.
Most tribal people can make sounds with various leaves, but very few can do it well. Qingye is obviously one of the few people who can blow the leaves well.
"It sounds really good."
A young warrior stood in the crocodile tribe, approached Qingye, and let out a sound of admiration.
When Qingye saw the soldier coming, her eyes showed helplessness. She stopped blowing the reed leaves and even threw the reed leaves into the river.
"Qingye, don't be so heartless, I am sincere to you."
The soldier looked at Qingye sincerely, hoping to move her with his sincerity.
However, all this is in vain.
Qingye turned his head slightly and said: "Heijia, I have told you many times that I don't like you, so stop pestering me."
The young man named Heijia was anxious: "Why? I am now one of the bravest hunters of the younger generation in the crocodile tribe. Why do you still look down on me?"
"There is no reason."
"Is it because of the leader of the Vine Tribe? Wake up, he will never come back. We have never heard of that Vine Tribe. Who knows if this tribe exists..."
"Enough!"
Aoba interrupted him, obviously angry.
"I won't be with you. You have to give up."
"Xiaoqing, let's go!"
Qingye patted the big crocodile's head, and the big crocodile flicked its tail, accelerated its swimming forward, and soon swam far away.
The black armor angrily kicked the water, causing a large splash, but that was all.
The crocodile swam forward with Qingye, and finally swam to a river beach and landed.
Qingye got off the crocodile's back and sat on a big rock on the river beach, looking at the sparkling water in trance.
After a long time, Qingye whispered: "I believe he will come back again!"
……
Southern Wasteland, Spider Tribe.
"The boring day is over again."
The red spider patrolled the forest outside the tribe, and the setting sun shone through the gaps in the forest, shining on her beautiful figure wrapped in spider silk.
Since there are relatively few enemies near the Spider Tribe, this kind of patrolling day after day will inevitably make people feel bored.
She also longs for a more exciting life, but as the leader of the guard, she can only be trapped near the tribe and cannot even go to places farther away.
"It would be great if there was a giant bird that could take me far away."
For some reason, the figure of a huge purple vicious bird suddenly appeared in Red Spider's mind, and... the young and powerful leader of the Vine Tribe.
He was the youngest five-color warrior she had ever seen. He came and left in a hurry, but he left a very deep impression on Red Spider.
"I really should have kept him overnight, so that he would have a deeper impression of me, right?"
Red Spider kicked a dead branch under her feet, regretting that she only gave Jiang Xuan a hug but didn't do anything more.
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"Next time he comes again, I won't let him leave easily."
Red Spider pursed her red lips, not knowing what interesting things had occurred to her, and her watery eyes were full of smiles.
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Southern Wilderness, Rat Tribe.
"Go in, catch those rats, and eat them!"
"Kill!"
On the outskirts of the rat tribe's ancestral land, countless giant weasels rushed in, followed by those fierce weasel tribe warriors.
The weasel tribe is a medium-sized tribe near the rat tribe. In a long time ago, the weasel tribe suppressed the rat tribe and captured the giant rats as prey.
After the rat tribe broke up, the giant rats fled in all directions, and the giant weasels lost their target.
Now, the rat tribe is back, and the weasel tribe can't wait to come over and have another delicious meal.
"Zhizhizhi..."
The weasel is the natural enemy of the giant rats. After seeing the weasel, the giant rats panicked and crawled into the cave crazily.
Only by escaping deep into the cave can they possibly escape.
Why is it possible?
Because those giant weasels also have night vision and can chase into holes.
"Chief, what should I do?"
Not long after they moved back to their ancestral land, the Weasel tribe came again. The members of the Rat tribe were very panicked, and many people gathered around the leader Squirrel.
The Gray Rat was also panicked, because the Weasel Tribe was a powerful medium-sized tribe, while the Rat Tribe was just a small tribe that had just gathered together, so there was a huge disparity in strength.
What's more, those weasels are naturally capable of restraining giant rats, so it's impossible to defeat them.
At this time, the first thought in his mind was to find the divine vine for help.
The gray rat immediately ran to the center of the tribe, ran under the boulder, and then knelt down directly towards the divine vine wrapped around the boulder.
"Teng Shen, please save the rat tribe."
Except for the gray rat, the other members of the rat tribe are not familiar with the divine vine. They only know that it is very mysterious and powerful.
At this time, they saw that the gray rats were all kneeling down, and the warriors from the weasel tribe were about to rush over. They had no other choice, so they also knelt down one after another and prayed to Shen Teng for help.
To be continued...