through primitive society

Chapter 1047 The Pain of Long Sleep (1)
The distance that can be reached in half an hour usually takes several times longer in snowy days. In addition, the heavy snow and wind and the cold wind make it even more difficult to walk.

The whining snow wind is usually nothing to listen to, but listening to it at this moment makes Wu Xiyue even more upset, and her whole heart has sunk to the bottom.

Even if it snows every day, Ti and Mang still need to sit in the other two caves. The tribal leader not only needs to control the tribe, but also needs to care about the tribe.When the two came back, Naya hastily told the story about Yang Luo's illness that was about to die.

When she said that, the faces of several men who came in together suddenly became serious.

"Yue has already passed by, and seeing Sang Han's anxious look, I'm afraid Yang Luo is really going to die." Naya also looked anxious, and she was a companion who walked together for several years no matter what, even if he was For the leader of a foreign tribe, it is still appropriate to be a peer.

Mang's eyes darkened, and he said seriously: "We have to go and have a look. If it doesn't work... I'm afraid the life of the Yamo tribe will be difficult." They know the situation of the Yamo tribe best. Neither of the two sons has grown up, and they are actually quite old, at least they have grown up when they are on the road.

It's just... It's a long way to go from Yangluo.

"Let the wolf king come back. We are all gone. The tribesmen have nothing to look for." Ti thin lips pressed tightly, and said to Hada: "You go and find the wolf king and tell him how he came back. Let him temporarily guard the tribe."

Hada nodded emphatically, "Don't worry, I, the wolf king, Gui Abdu, will protect the clansmen."

Without further ado, Ti and Mang turned around and left the cave before chasing after them in the direction of the Yamo tribe cave before resting for a while.It is impossible to catch up with women, but I hope to see Yang Luo again.

Arriving at the cave of the Yamo Tribe, Wu Xiyue, who was standing outside, hadn't gone in yet, and the north wind blowing in her ears didn't dispel the crying sound from the cave.

Her knees were so weak that Wu Xiyue clasped the hole wall tightly with one hand. She grabbed the cold snow and rubbed it on her face, trying to calm herself down.

After entering the cave and walking a little deeper, Wu Xiyue saw the two women of Yang Luo kneeling together crying out of breath, and the two sons of Yang Luo standing side by side on the other side, with their shoulders on their shoulders. Shaking violently, weeping silently.

Hessel, Qiqige.

Yangluo's two sons, one named Yangcuo Sasa and the other Yangzanuer.

Wu Xiyue walked into the cave and did not attract the attention of the Yamo tribe. They all fell into great sorrow, crying silently or audibly.There is a lot of heat in the cave, and the heat blowing over the face does not make people feel comfortable, but it makes people feel very irritable.

"Father, Father..." Yang Luo's two sons, Yangcuo Sasa and Yang Zanur, kept calling Yang Luo who had closed his eyes with red and swollen eyes, if it wasn't for Yang Luo's slight ups and downs No one would have thought that he was still alive with such a pale complexion.

Wu Xiyue's whole head was dizzy, the snow she had been holding in her hand didn't wake her up much, the snow water dripped from her hand, and when the last small piece was left, she put it in her mouth, directly feeling cold It finally made her mind much clearer.

"Hessel, Qiqige, get out of the way. The Wizard Moon is here." Sansai's voice was hoarse than before, as low and hoarse as a saw tooth sawing wood.

He said it three times in a row before the Yamo people around Yang Luo heard it.

"Wizard Moon, Wizard Moon, please, please save the chief, I beg you." Hessel turned around and saw her, and the one who was kneeling on her kneeled and crawled over without waiting. When Wu Xiyue reacted, she kowtowed desperately, and when Wu Xiyue tried to stop her, a cut had already been made on her forehead, and blood was seeping out all at once.

Stopped her, and replaced it with Qiqige.These two women, who had secretly caused each other so many troubles because of their fight for Yang Luo, finally joined forces today to beg together.

Wu Xiyue felt sore in her heart, secretly spit out the turbid air that made her tremble when speaking, helped Hessel up with both hands, and said to the two of them: "You all get up, let me see how Yang Luo is doing first, okay?" The voice is very calm, giving people a very reliable sense of security.

"Yes, yes, come and have a look." The two women had cried until they lost their voices, as if they were being squeezed out of their throats.

Seeing this, Yangcuo Sasa and Yangzanur wiped away their tears. The two brothers helped Yang Luo sit down together, "Wizard Yue, come and see Father, he hasn't opened his eyes all day today." Yangcuo Sasa's tears flowed out of control like a flood that burst a bank.

He is younger than Yangzanur, and his personality is naturally not as stable as his brother's.

Yang Zanur let Yang Luo lean in his arms, his eyes were red but he said calmly and broadly: "Wizard Moon, come and see how Father's condition is? If it wasn't for Father, I wouldn't have sent my clansmen to Please come here on a snowy day." After all, a child of sixteen or seventeen, no matter how calm he is, he is still afraid that his father will die.

Knowing Yang Luo's face, the heart that had sunk to the bottom of the valley now fell directly into the abyss.However, I haven't seen him for a month. Not only is Yang Luo's face so uncomfortable that he can't look directly at him, but his whole body is so thin that only a handful of bones remain.

...What kind of serious illness would make him so skinny?It's been less than a month since we separated last time.At that time, Yang Luo was chatting and laughing happily, with a domineering look in his communication, his voice was like a bell, and his breath was like a rainbow. How could he be so thin like this.

Wu Xiyue half-kneeled beside him, raised her hand and gently rolled up Yang Luo's eyelids, her heart trembled violently, she couldn't do it anymore...

"Yang Luo, Yang Luo, I'm the wizard Yue, can you hear me?" Why don't you believe it, Wu Xiyue knew that she needed to accept the sad news of the leader's death, she repeated her voice dozens of times, but couldn't get it Yang Luo reacted slightly.

Seeing Yang Luo like this, Wu Xiyue couldn't help but get angry.

What have they been doing?Didn't the leader find out in advance that he was seriously ill?Even if Yang Luo prevents them from telling her, but won't they come secretly?Do you have to wait until people die before coming here?
Distraught, Wu Xiyue stood up, raised her foot and kicked a clay pot at her feet away, and the flying pot hit the wall of the cave directly, smashing into pieces with a "crash".

It was rare for her to lose her composure in front of the tribe, and it frightened the Yamo people who were still crying.

Sang Sai raised his head sadly, forced back the tears that were about to flow again, and asked: "Is it, it's too late..." He asked very carefully, and he knew that he was actually still harboring hope, hope Not bad news to hear.

(End of this chapter)