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"If Big Claw runs away, then Second Claw isn't suitable to inherit the tribe …" After Black Claw heard this, he couldn't help but to look at the second claw, who was sitting on the lizard and looking left and right, occasionally touching the small bag on his waist. There was definitely no city beauty in the eyes of the barbarian, he couldn't help but snort and say loudly, "Even if I were to give it to someone else, I wouldn't give it to the second claw to sell it for a few coins …"

"I'm afraid Big Claw has already arrived at the tribe. If you don't appear, then things will get serious …" He had also heard about the peak being attacked by the poisonous people. The poisonous people were a secret to others, but not to him. Before the Great Elder died, he knew what was behind him.

"If he dares to mess around, I don't recognize him as my son …" The small eyed elder did not hear what Black Claw said. He looked far behind him, anxious, and prayed that the terrifying death god would appear a little later …

A few days after the summit left, the day after Big Claw returned to the tribe, more people were killed in their own houses. They were all important figures of the tribe, and the second elder, whom many people admired, died in the midst of their women and children. All their families were killed, and the youngest child even had his blood sucked dry.

They exchanged glances with each other, secretly hoarding water, grass seeds, animal skins and bones that had been thrown away, searching for anything that could be used, being wary of any possible changes to the tribe.

Eventually, after the seventh day of the summit's departure, more than seven hundred warriors of the tribe surrounded the Black Claw Tribe. The news of the death of the Black Claw was also spread throughout the tribe, causing the biggest ruckus.

"Red sand, red sand …" Like a little mouse, she immediately burrowed downwards in a spirited manner. She followed the tunnel that had been opened up earlier with the rats, and arrived at the bottom of the dry grass. She scuttled to the corner at the edge of a pile of dry manure and looked around carefully. There were three hidden tunnels behind her, one leading to another large grass pile, the other leading to a sand rabbit hole in the tribe, and the third one leading to a large building not too far away.

When she looked around carefully, she saw a small Qi Nu who was calling out to her from the bottom of the haystack. He didn't appear rashly, but used his limbs to move along the route he had previously set, observing the surroundings like a cautious kitten.

Little Chenu's shouts came one after another, but the red sand had patience and vigilance that was completely incongruous with age. Only when she could not detect any dangerous aura from the air did she quietly arrive behind Little Chenu.

"Red Sand, there's news …" The red sand on her face, which was a lot cleaner, couldn't help but flash a hint of caution. With a shake of her head, she brought little Servant Qi along like two small rats, and followed a hidden route to a hidden ditch and drilled in.

The red sand was extremely cautious, even her companions would not trust her. The only thing she trusted was the peak that she had rescued from the sandstorm, and only the action of the peak could move the softness in her heart.

When Red Sand brought little Servant Qi to the bottom of a well, a cave that he had dug out countless years ago to steal water finally stopped. Listening to the constant splashing outside, Red Sand looked at little Servant Qi seriously, his eyes still as pure as before, which scared little servant in front of him.

"I'll give it to you …" A piece of biscuit less than fifty grams was handed to Little Chenu, but it disappeared into Little Chenu's mouth the next moment. Little Chenu's face was dark and his dirty cheeks revealed a satisfied expression. He rubbed his little belly for a while and said to the red sand:

"Big Claw is the new Black Claw, and all the people who opposed Big Claw are dead. Right now, the whole tribe is after you, and I heard that there are twenty gold coins as a reward, and many warriors of the tribe are looking for it. Servant Qi was also killed by more than ten, so it won't be long …"

It was more serious than Red Sand had imagined, and the narrow-minded claws didn't want Red Sand to live, so they even angered the other Qi slaves, making the whole tribe's Qi Nu panic. It also made little Qi Nu's life more difficult, and many of the little Qi Nu's could not even remember their masters, and even died in vain, making Red Sand's heart even heavier.

His voice was young and tender, and it was hard to tell if he was a man or a woman. His hair was messy, and his appearance was dirty, just like a little mouse rolling in the mud. While he was speaking, he inadvertently glanced at the fur on Red Sand's body, revealing a look of greed that a child of that age shouldn't have, greed flashed past his eyes, and he returned to his previous respectful demeanor.

"You can only survive if you go out, there are already a lot of little Chenu who ran out. I heard that old Chenu knows a path leading to the outside, as long as you take a little bit of the pancake, he will send you out …"

Red Sand's eyes were calm, just like before, her biggest feature was that no matter what she heard, her expression and eyes would not change, as if she was a spectator.

"You really want me to go out with just a little bit of sandy-jujube cake?" Red Sand calmly asked, seemingly very interested. Little Chenu quickly patted his chest and said, "Really, a little bit, the three claws will definitely be enough for you."

"Then …" If he took everything away, what would I eat outside? " Little Chenu's eyes flashed again as he lowered his voice and said, "Three Claws left you a lot of good stuff. You can use those things to exchange for the pastries …"

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