Kill all, the fittest survive.
The hands are gently patted and clenched. The hot temperature is transmitted through the palms. It is warm and silent support.
Eyes and eyebrows moved, family, brother, xuanyuanche told her that she was not alone now.
It's not a day when, at the age of ten, a man is standing in the jungle. There are no family or brothers, only enemies. No one can believe in him or her.
Now, with her is the family, is xuanyuanche life and death with brothers, is able to advance and retreat with her.
She's not alone. She can try to believe them.
Taking a deep breath, Ryukyu glanced at the autumn mark and others, holding out a sentence from his teeth: "I try my best."
It's not easy to cover the deep-rooted ideas in her heart, but she will try to change and accept them.
"There won't be another time, there won't be another time." Disturbing his head, Yan Hu, who had been surprised to return to God, looked at Ryukyu with adoration on his face, a strong assurance.
This place needs to eat people. Next time, the next time his princess sits, he will never stand. His princess stands, he will never sit. He will make up his mind.
Ryu moon saw Yan Hu's face full of adoration, but he didn't say anything more. He held xuanyuanche's hand and turned around and said, "go."
"But it's a good thing. When you go out, dig some seeds and call people who want to sneak in. They can't defend themselves." Autumn mark keeps up with the steps of Ryukyu and touches his chin.
It's eaten without a sound. Good food.
Walking in front of Ryukyu, he turned his eyes and received the words coldly: "well, cannibalism can only produce a flower after swallowing at least ten fresh lives.
Ten and there is one, that is to say, ten flowers can bring out a small green fruit only through constant support of fresh life!
He ate countless insects, ants, birds, animals and people passing by, and also swallowed the other nine small fruits that produced at the same time.