Chapter 700 (1/2)

The leader is a big bald head with a cross neck.

He has a short, thick neck and square face. He has a rugged bronze earring on his right ear and two small bronze nose rings on his left nostril. The whole body is only surrounded by a gray black animal skin around the waist. The upper body is thick and thick like a rock block. All the skin has dense red patterns.

But the most obvious thing about him is neither the nose ring nor the pattern all over his body, but the thing hanging around his neck.

It was a yellow round sign. Even in such a dark day, it reflected bright brilliance and even stung Ye Xi.

Ye Xi stares at this thing on his neck.

The emotions of disbelief, fury, shock, sadness and so on rushed to his brain, causing the veins on the back of his hand holding the toothknife to collapse and his body trembled slightly. But his face became more and more cold and calm, like a layer of ice.

Ye Xi asked gently and slowly, ”where did you get the things on your neck?”

Yangze Jiao looked down at his neck and laughed wildly: ”this little thing is very good. I haven't seen it before. Are you interested in it, or is it your tribe that makes it? ”

Ye Xi clenched the tooth knife in his hand.

Two years ago, mink and zezeng of Shuren left Xicheng together and went out for a journey. Before leaving, he gave each of them a brass city card which was made overnight. On the front was the totem of Xi City and on the back was the names of the two.

Marten's war animal is a carnivorous dinosaur, Ze's war animal is a large horned deer, and the skeleton beside him has good arms, and there is a dinosaur skeleton not far away, so the identity of the dead man is obvious.

It's the mink.

Mink has a deep connection with him.

At first, they both belonged to a small tribe named Langya tribe in Heiji mountains. Langya tribe was destroyed by heize tribe. The original owner of his body was one of the survivors who escaped and was abducted by Tushan tribe. So he joined Tushan mountain after he came here. As the son of the chief of the wolf tooth tribe, mink was not so lucky. She became a slave of the heize tribe and lived a miserable life.

Later, he spent some money in the heize tribe to bring mink from the Heze tribe to Tushan, and gave him a pure blood animal nucleus to help him wake up and become a soldier. So this gloomy, promising young soldier, always silent, became his faithful companion.

Looking back on the mink that I saw for the first time in the haze tribe, the obstinate young man who was bullied by the black Ze soldiers in silence seemed to be in front of him.

He had always thought that this gloomy but tough companion would write his own legend outside Xicheng. However, he did not know when he had died in this desolate and cold stone ruins.

There was no flesh and blood on the body, only an empty skeleton.

Hoo -

Ye Xi's black hair with snowflakes fluttered.

The wind is blowing again in this deserted land.

Endless dust, gravel, snow swept from the distance.

The tall sheep horn monster under Yangze Jiao's crotch spurts white steam fiercely from his nostrils. His scarlet eyes stare at Ye XI by mistake, as if to rush down at any time to kill him with his own sharp horns, and then eat all his flesh and blood viscera.

The big stone market is short of food. It is very hungry.

Dozens of sheep horn monsters outside the circle are also very anxious, and they are stepping on a piece of high or low rock. The soldiers on their backs were cold and looked down at Ye Xi. The eyes were like looking at the dead. A few of them were impatient and wanted to kill Ye Xi directly.

But Yang Zejiao, the leader, was very interested in talking.

He even noticed the corpse beside Ye Xi and said, ”it suddenly occurred to me that this little thing was snatched from this guy's hand. This guy's strength is not high, but he has such a good thing. It's really strange.”

Then he turned his eyes on the back of Ye Xi's hand, with senleng's malice and disdain: ”look at you like this, can't that boy be your people? The boy is too weak, as weak as the worms here, but his bones are very hard. ”

”When we trample on the soles of our feet and grind them hard, we don't even hum, but stare at us dead and dead!”