There was a sudden gust of wind.


    The flaming fern leaves around the cave were blown and shaken, and the flame like lines became brighter, as if there was magma to flow out.


    The fierce wind blew along the cave to the ground. The Xia tribesmen waiting nearby were caught off guard by the wind and took a few steps backward. The oldest chief loulo was unstable in his long legs and feet, and he was blown down on the ground. The Xia tribesmen nearby came to help him.


    Looking up at the grass, the chief couldn''t believe it. He looked at the grass wildly


    Underground cave.


    Ye Xi continued to hold the bone stick. At the moment, he could not feel the wind howling around him. The whole person fell into a strange state, resonating with a mysterious force, as if he had already arrived in another world.


    The mysterious bone stick sent out wisps of green light, which twined around the staff like ribbons, and then scattered around.


    "Zuwu, my teacher, your disciple Nong has come to see you."


    Behind him, a hoarse voice suddenly rang out. Ye Xi separated from that state and looked back in astonishment, which startled him.


    All the corpses kneeling behind him were resurrected! They are flesh and blood, from the dead bones into a big living people! They kneel on the ground devoutly, looking at the bone stick through him, chanting excitedly at the bone stick, crying or laughing.


    Just now I was talking about a skinny old man in an animal skin skirt. He knelt on the ground and looked at Ye Xi''s direction and continued to say:


    "since you left, there have been several herds of animals attacking us in the past few decades, and the tribe was almost broken. But our people are very brave. We fought hard for the tribe and the people, and finally we saved our tribe."


    "Now the population of the tribe has increased by more than 2000, of which more than 1000 are homeless people. Now there are 5000 people in the whole Xia tribe..."


    "Thank you for creating a tribe to protect the Terran. It''s just that soil is guilty. Soil can''t reach your level and it''s hard to prosper the Terran. Terrans are still prey of fierce animals and fierce insects outside The soil is useless At this point, the thin old man shed tears from his dry eyes and put his head on the ground.


    A seriously injured and bloody warrior looked at Ye Xi''s direction and said, "zuwu! Qiang Qi was guilty. Powerful beasts attacked our tribe and killed 537 people. Even if Qiang Qi fought to death, he could only drive it out, not revenge! It''s useless to be strong! "


    After the soldier finished speaking, there were countless witches and chiefs of Xia tribe talking at the same time, and there was a lot of noise around.


    "Zuwu, Tongxin is useless. In the end, I did not become a great wizard in my life. I was unable to protect the people. I watched the people die miserably in the mouth of beasts."


    "Yang is useless. During his term of office, 670 people died in the mouth of insects and beasts..."


    "Zuwu..."


    After the warlords and witches in animal skins were weeping and blaming themselves, an old man in silk clothes knelt on his knees and calmly said, "master zuwu, I am Zhai, the eleventh chief of Xia tribe. Now the Xia tribe has a population of 100000, and the Terrans are growing stronger and stronger. There are also new tribes around. The seeds you planted germinate, and the Terrans are thriving... "


    After the meeting, another old man with a firm face said: "there is a fierce animal tide sweeping from the west, and the small tribes along the way can''t resist it. Our Xia tribe is located in the East, which could have been in a corner. But I remember that you built the Xia tribe to protect the human race, so the whole Xia tribe finally decided to resist the beast tide..."


    In the middle, a dozen young Wu and chieftains reported the war situation. Ye Xi heard that the soldiers of Xia tribe changed their posts almost every two days in order to protect the thousands and thousands of deaths of small tribes.


    The last chieftain, dressed in bloody linen, whispered with pride and sorrow: "zuwu, the fierce beast tide has been successfully blocked, but our people have suffered heavy casualties. Xia tribe is no longer a big tribe."


    There were hundreds of people in the middle, and the old man said sadly Every big tribe is on the rise, but now no one can remember that the first tribe on the earth is called Xia tribe, and no one remembers that it was Xia tribe who resisted the fierce beast tide for the human race... "


    Thousands of witches and chiefs of Xia tribe looked at the bone staff noisily and then dropped their heads again, motionless and quiet.


    In the end, only two people remained silent.


    One of the wounded soldiers, with tears and shaking lips, looked at the direction of the bone stick and spoke for a long time.


    "Zuwu, the Xia tribe is destroyed. We We are no longer a wizard. The Xiabu you created by yourself has disappeared... "


    The last one was a middle-aged man with a broken arm and a tired face. He kowtowed respectfully to the bone stick. His face was filled with sadness.


    "Zuwu, I am a boar, the chief of Xia tribe and the last soldier. Now there are only a few hundred people left in the whole Xia tribe. There are no soldiers or witches. It is difficult to hunt or go into the jungle to pick fruits. "


    "But I believe there will be a miracle. I told my successor, lo, that Xia tribe will never die. As long as there is hope, he will do it..."The voice became quieter and quieter. At this point, all the chieftains and Witches of the Xia tribe finished speaking. They knelt in front of the bone staff and hung their heads on the ground, motionless.


    The underground cave returns to the dead silence.


    However, ye Xi''s ears seemed to be echoing with pathetic or sad voice. In their narration, he almost witnessed the birth and death of a large tribe. Xia tribe existed because of the protection of the human race, weakened because of the protection of the human race, but was finally destroyed by the human race.


    This heavy feeling is like a heavy stone in his heart, heavy and breathless.


    All of a sudden, the thousands of living people with their heads hanging down suddenly turned into dead bones without blood or flesh.


    Ye Xi, holding a bone stick, seemed to see another world in a trance.


    This is a vast land. At that time, human beings lived like rabbits at the bottom. They had no sharp claws and teeth. Their digestive system could digest leaves and grass roots. Generally, there were about ten or twenty people living together. Any wild animal could eat them.


    They live in the most barren places, trying to avoid wild animals, just like all herbivores.


    At this time, a powerful wizard named Xia Cang came from nowhere. He searched for scattered Terrans, united them together, helped them wake up to become soldiers with fierce beast cores, and selected talented people to teach them to become witches and to teach them language.


    He pitied his fellow clans and gathered all the people around him to create the Xia tribe, the first human tribe. Xia tribe is growing stronger and stronger, like weeds under stones, growing tenaciously. He is like a giant tree protecting all the people. Under his protection, human beings don''t have to worry about life safety all the time.


    However, Xia Cang was not satisfied with the current situation of the Terrans. He knew that there were many other people struggling for survival in the area he could not see. However, he was too old to be strong.


    On the last day of his life, Xia Cang, with his white hair hanging from the ground, sat in the underground cave to sacrifice his life and release the last magic spell.


    It was a string of raw witch language, but ye Xi somehow understood it.


    He was saying, "I wish that there will be someone who will continue to do what I haven''t done for me in the future."


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