After traveling through ancient times, she became a wild woman

Chapter 1513 The Grace of Dripping Water
Ah Xin, who had always been smiling and gentle, had an unprecedented cold and deep look on his face.

Ah, this must die!

Ah Xin didn't dare to let Ah Chi live, fearing that Ah Chi's target would be on Ah Ri, even if it was impossible, she would never let this possibility happen.

Even if what he did at this time made other tribesmen dislike him, scold him, or even drive him away, he didn't care.

He just wanted to kill Ah Zi and not let him touch anyone in the Qinglong tribe.

If he had been more ruthless and beat Ah Zi to death, wouldn't he now have to do such a cruel thing in front of the Yefeng clan leader and the others?

Regret once is enough, never do it a second time.

Knife, pull it out.

Blood, splatter.

Warm blood splashed on Ah Xin's face, but he didn't even blink. It turned out that the villain's blood was also hot, and he thought it was cold.

Pfft--tsk!
The big black knife he pulled out pierced Ah Zi's stomach again.

Ah Shi's face was twisted in pain, and his pupils were glaring to the extreme. Because his face was so thin that he looked like a skeleton, he looked ferocious and strange at this moment.

Without even reacting to the warmth, Ah Zi closed his eyes and slid down softly.

If it weren't for the tribesmen holding his arms at this moment, Ah Zi might have slipped to the ground.

A'lu stepped forward, put his fingers under A's nose, and then shook his head at Ye Feng: "Chief, he is dead."

"Bury it." The night wind was as cold as the snow beneath everyone's feet.

Aruzhan grabbed the two tribesmen who held Ah Ji's arms, pulled him away and buried him.

Only then did Ye Feng ask Ah Xin: "Why did you kill Ah Su?"

He asked Wen Nuan to kill Ah Xin. At this time, Ah Xin was not here.

Ah Xin was a little scared when facing Ye Feng. She looked down at the blood on the silk on her hands and the blood drops on the snow from the tip of the big black knife. She was shy and timid: "He, he eats the flesh of his tribe." ."

This is relative to what Nuan said.

Ye Feng looked at Xiao Se, raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at Ah Xin: "You did the right thing!"

Ah Xin's eyes turned red when he was praised. A 15-year-old boy naturally needed praise, not to mention that the one who praised him was the leader of the clan whom he admired and feared.

Night Breeze praised him, looked at his bloody hands, and said with a smile, "Go and wash your hands."

"Okay." Ah Xin turned around and left with a smile and a warm big black knife.

Ye Feng looked at everyone: "Let's all disperse."

Everyone dispersed and returned to their posts.

Night Breeze and Xiao Se walked side by side, looking at the surrounding mountains and the ground beneath their feet: "That Ah Zi is very smart."

"Yes, I didn't notice this when I rescued him before."

Ye Feng told Xiao Se what happened when he saw Ah Zi holding a big black knife in the snow beast cave: "Do you think he wanted to kill the immortal or the snow beast?"

Xiao Se asked him, "What do you think?"

"Me?" Ye Feng chuckled, "I felt at the time that he wanted to kill Changsheng. After all, if he wanted to kill the snow beast, the snow beast hadn't appeared yet."

He sighed self-deprecatingly: "It was just the first time we met at that time. I thought he wouldn't be cruel to an unconscious person, right? So because he is a member of the Wenwen tribe. Go up and rescue him."

"Now that I think about it, maybe he took the big black knife to dig out the heart of Chang Sheng!"

Xiao Se also agreed with this statement: "It's possible. In that hungry state, it's okay for him to want to dig out the hearts of immortals and eat them."

"So, the person in your perception whose face you can't see clearly is Ah Zi?" Ye Feng asked.

Xiao Se thought for a while and nodded: "Probably, after all, I have never seen Ah Shi, so he should be a faceless man in my dream."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and were glad that they didn't go that far.

If you make one wrong step at that time, many things will be irreversible.

Fortunately, the heart-eating bad guy is dead and everything is happy.They didn't understand Ah Xin, but they knew Ah Xin, who they had been with for ten days and a half. That kid had a sense of justice and was also very loyal.

Treat him well and he will reward others with ten points.

Moreover, a drop of water should be repaid with a spring of water, and he did it to the extreme.

So, of course, you have to trust your own people, not a stranger.

At this time, the stranger was buried in the snow by two tribesmen.

Tribe A said to Tribe B: "Is it okay to bury it here?"

"Okay." Tribe B said, "This place is far away from our tribe, and there is this big rock blocking it. This person will not stain the eyes of the tribe leader and Arthur."

"It's so hateful to eat people's hearts. He should have been cut into many, many pieces just now."

"Such a disgusting person has dirty our hands. Fortunately, I sympathized with him before and didn't expect him to be this kind of person."

"Who would have thought that such a weak, pitiful person could be so cruel-hearted."

"Okay, the snow pack is finished."

"Bah, if he's dead and you ask us to give him a snow pack, he should be exposed to the outside and eaten by wild beasts."

"It's a pity that there are no wild beasts now. The dragonbirds and dire wolves will not eat this bad guy."

"That's right, let's go, let him be like this."

Tribe A and Tribe B looked at the fluffy snowpack, turned around and left.

They would not build a nice-looking snow bag for this bad guy and bury him in snow. That was to avoid polluting the eyes of the tribesmen.

He is not a member of the Qinglong tribe, and he does not deserve these good things.

Not long after the two left, the snow bag moved slightly, then moved again.

Then, the snow bag suddenly bulged, and a bloody hand stretched out from the snow bag.

Compared with the pure white snow, the blood-stained hands were extremely dazzling.

The snow was peeled away, and another bloody hand reached out from the snow.

Immediately afterwards, a sound of rapid breathing sounded.

Ah Chi slowly and anxiously peeled the snow off his face, and crawled out of the snow painfully and tremblingly.

He untied his animal skin coat, looked at the solidified wound, and smiled ferociously.

He tightened his bloody animal skin clothes, sat on the ground, and not only restored the snow bag to its original shape, but also pressed it tightly.

When he did these things, he laughed silently for a while and cried silently for a while.

The eyes may be filled with resentment, confusion, and grievance, but there is no self-reflection or regret.

He staggered up and walked forward, making a low hey sound from his mouth.

If those two people hadn't held the snow tightly, if those two people hadn't chosen such a good place, he wouldn't have survived.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned back. He looked at the footprints on the ground, squinted his eyes, and stepped forward to wipe them away with his boots.

Walking backwards, wiping away the footprints.

It wasn't until he found a secret place that he stopped, looked at the Qinglong tribe's tent, and laughed softly: "Axin, it's you again. This time, I won't give you another chance, it's you who deserves to die! "

He never makes mistakes... Except for Ah Xin, no one can catch his mistakes, not even the tall and handsome clan leader.

But, Patriarch, I am so good to you, why do you still let Nuan Nuan kill me?

It was the female who asked you to do this, right?

"I'm so good to you, but you treat me like this!"

"All have to die!"

(End of this chapter)