~： One hundred and ninety-eight, the king of cold weapons

Speaking of please God, most people no longer have any waves in their hearts. Please God for half a month, they haven't got drinking water, and they haven't even seen any sparks.

"It's okay, there will be sooner or later..." Zhao Yunxiang continued to greet the savages to drink water, "The way to purify the water is up to you, and you can drink the water here.

"Thank you guys!"

"Boss is great!"

Xiaoqiang and the others sincerely thanked him.

The high priest and the group were a little embarrassed. They didn't know how to make a water purifier, but stood silly on the spot.

These people watched Xiaoqiang and they poured the muddy mud into the animal skin funnel, and then attached a leaf to the bottom to get clearer water.

This operation is indeed a show!

At least in the Buwanga tribe, no one has ever done this. The high priest and the group have completely believed that Zhao Yunxiang is a god. He first led the tribe to dig a pit to get water, and then use animal skins to purify the water.

"This god..." A savage stepped forward and said twitchingly, "Can I..."

"Of course, anyone can drink the purified water. After all, you are my people. I will definitely let you eat and drink well. You can live in a three-bedroom and one-living mansion!" Zhao Yunxiang stared brightly. Looking at the twenty savages on the high priest's side, these are all treasures!

"Eat and drink well?"

"Three bedrooms and one living room...mansion!?"

"The high priest...what is the three rooms and one hall, and what is the mansion?"

"How do I know..." The high priest was a little helpless. He didn't expect that the believers who had followed him for more than ten years would be shaken in their faith, and instead believe that the thin-skinned and tender flesh was a little ugly and thin.

At this moment, there was a rush of shouts not far away. Everyone looked at the source of the sound and saw a dozen strong savages walking in anxiously.

One of the savage was seriously injured, with several huge wounds in his abdomen, and the blood could not stop flowing out.

"Patriarch, what's wrong with you, patriarch?"

Xiaoqiang turned pale after seeing the injury of the incoming person, and ran over immediately.

It can be seen that the patriarch of the Buwanga tribe is extremely prestigious, and almost everyone surrounds the patriarch, with deep concern on their faces.

"I can't do it..." The patriarch's face was pale, and his lips were purple. "After I die, you have to move quickly. The Karazhan tribe wants...cough cough..."

The patriarch coughed violently and sprayed thick black blood from his mouth.

"Patriarch, there will be nothing wrong with you. You have to lead us to prosperity. Have you forgotten all this...?" Xiaoqiang said with tears in his eyes.

"Patriarch~~!!!"

"Don't be the patriarch~!"

In the end, the patriarch died. His death was very frightening. The seven orifices were bleeding, which was obviously poisoned.

Because of the death of the patriarch, the entire tribe was exaggerated with grief. Some people were crying, and some were worried.

Without the leadership of the patriarch, what should they do in the future?

And what the patriarch said, immediately move out of here, what should they do?

"High priest, what should we do?" A strong man who followed the patriarch wiped away his tears and asked, except for the dead patriarch, the high priest's prestige remained.

"I..." When the high priest was asked, it turned out that the chief of the tribe took care of all the affairs of the tribe. He is a **** stick. At this critical moment, it can't be solved by just saying "the **** instructs us..." of.

The high priest is caught in a dilemma. Is he staying here waiting for the Karazhan tribe to come in?

The Karazhan tribe is a relatively powerful tribe. They have developed rapidly in recent years and have been thinking about the caves of this tribe for a long time.

staying here, he will definitely be wiped out by the Karazhan tribe, the strong man will definitely be invited to join the Karazhan tribe with good intentions, and his old and weak will definitely be killed.

It’s definitely not enough to stay, then you have to leave...

But if you leave, where should you go?

Although the outside world is very exciting, it is also terrifying. The old man playing on the ground under the blue sky and white sun may be eaten by a pterosaur that descends from the sky in the next second, even Tyrannosaurus and Carcharodon...

"I don't know what to do..." The high priest was running away, and he subconsciously looked towards Zhao Yunxiang.

is not only the high priest, but also Xiaoqiang and most savages.

The dozen or so warriors who were with the patriarch also noticed Zhao Yunxiang, and they were very surprised at the looks and dressing of such people.

"Who is he?"

Xiaoqiang immediately stood up and said, "He is a big brother, and he helped us get water to quench our thirst!"

"Clear water?" A strong man thought for a moment, then said, "Hurry up and get clear water to quench our thirst!"

Soon, more than a dozen strong men also drank clear water. The savage who had been thirsty for several days made the sound of drinking water, "Dundundundun".

After drinking the water, the savage's attitude eased a bit, and one of the wild-looking savage asked, "Big brother, what should we do?"

"Ask me?" Zhao Yunxiang asked in surprise.

"Of course!" Most savages nodded. Now Zhao Yunxiang is the most prestigious person in the tribe, not because of other things, just the refreshing water.

"Of course I stayed here forever, smashed to the end with the Karazhan tribe, and avenged the former patriarch at the same time!" Zhao Yunxiang said calmly.

"How can I take revenge? How can I defend myself?" the high priest asked.

"Improve weapons, UU reading , for example... bronze ware!" Speaking of bronze ware, Zhao Yunxiang's handsome face showed a hint of excitement.

"Blue...bronze?"

The high priest savored it carefully. He didn't know what the bronze ware was. Of course, all the savages in the room didn't know what the bronze ware was.

"I'm here to ask you." Zhao Yunxiang looked at a group of puzzled wild men and began to ask, "The weapons in our tribe are wooden sticks and stone spear blades, right?"

"Yes, this is handed down from ancestors. Everyone must make a weapon of their own before they reach adulthood." Xiaoqiang took his spear and said, "My weapon is made of stone."

Most savages are like this. The piercing power of this weapon is not bad. If you are lucky, you can easily hunt small and medium prey.

"Can your spear kill with one blow?" Zhao Yunxiang looked at the crude spear. This kind of weapon kills depends entirely on luck. If you are lucky, you can stab a person. If you are lucky, you can't kill a person with more than a dozen shots. The spear blade of this material is difficult to pierce leather.

"Can't..." Xiaoqiang seemed to have thought of something, so he asked, "The bronze you mentioned can kill with one blow and easily pierce leather?"

"Of course!" Zhao Yunxiang snorted coldly, and he said very confidently, "I can still kill the enemy 30 meters away."

"Hiss~~!"

Hearing the killing of the enemy 30 meters away, all the wild men took a breath. .

Savage hunting can only be effective at very close range, at least it must be close to 3 meters, this 30 meters...

A picture emerged in Xiaoqiang's mind. Karazhan's warrior came to scold his mother and was killed by himself before he spoke.