Chapter 859 The Disaster of the Demonic Wolf

At this moment, an idea came to Zhao Yin's mind.

He must take Awan's family away!

But now is not the time. The core of the world is too weak. According to King Mo, some mysterious rules in the world of corpse demons will erode the core of the world.

Zhao Yin vaguely guessed that the consequence of that kind of erosion would slowly transform the life in the core of the world into pseudo-life forms!

It will make the rules of life disappear and turn into an unknown rule.

Therefore, all we can do is wait until he finishes all his things and leaves this world.

Open up the life space, take away the pig tribe, and Awan's family...

Awan is still pretending nothing happened.

"Ayin, I won't ask you where you're from or where you're going, nor will I... force you to do anything."

"Although I...I, have never liked you...!"

She was still smiling and seemed very happy: "But you are still our family. If possible, can you...stay for a few more days before leaving?"

Her voice became smaller and smaller as she spoke, proving that what she said earlier was not what she really meant.

Awan almost begged.

Zhao Yin nodded: "Yeah!"

Awan was really happy.

"When Dad comes back with water, the tribe will reward you with some grains. I'll cook porridge for you without adding wild vegetables!"

"it is good!"

Zhao Yin also said with a smile.

At this moment, a familiar crying sound came from outside the door, getting closer and closer.

It was Xiaoying, crying all the way, and the mud on her face that had kept her warm was washed away by her tears, leaving two traces.

"Xiaoying, what's wrong with you?" Awan was startled and stood up to greet her sister.

Xiaoying grabbed Awan's arm and pulled her out the door.

“Sister… Dad… Dad… Wuuu…!”

She cried until she was out of breath.

"Is Dad back? What happened?"

“Dad… Dad’s leg was bitten off by the demon wolf, wuwu…!”

Awan trembled all over and quickly followed Xiaoying out the door.

Zhao Yin also followed.

The tribe was in chaos at this time.

They are mainly divided into two groups.

Ashan's body had been carried out of the forest. A middle-aged female elder was lying on the body crying, surrounded by a group of people.

On the other side, Uncle An was standing there with a sullen face.

There were three people lying on the cow's back, blood still dripping from their bodies, and the bucket hanging on the cow was still empty.

Apparently, they failed to return with water and instead encountered an accident.

One of them was Uncle Ahai.

One of his left legs was broken at the knee, his face was pale, and he lay motionless on the cow's back, in a coma.

Xiaoying was crying loudly and Awan was wiping her tears.

"In the past hundred years, although there have been occasional demon wolves approaching the waterway opened by our ancestors, there have only been two or three at most."

"But this time, there were a total of twenty wolves, including an extraordinary wolf that we had never seen before. Most of the people and cattle we brought with us were killed!"

"Uncle Ahai had his leg bitten off by that extraordinary demon wolf in order to save me."

"Uncle An, you can't go get water anymore!"

The person who spoke was a young man, who also had a long scar on his face that was still bleeding.

As the words fell, the atmosphere around him became heavy.

Without water, people and livestock will die of thirst, and crops cannot be irrigated.

The only option they faced was to migrate.

However, most of the land suitable for human survival nearby is occupied by major tribes. If you want to squeeze out a piece of land for survival, you have to start a war.

It’s not that human tribes don’t migrate; on the contrary, it’s very common.

Because the human race is too weak, it always faces various survival crises.

But the tribes that were able to survive were all of similar strength.

Every time a tribe migrates, it will be a tragic victory for both the side that holds on and the side that migrates.

After many tribes won, their fighting power was severely depleted, and they were eventually swallowed up by other tribes or perished in other crises...

The Sunset Tribe, with a small population, has been able to hold out for hundreds of years, mainly because of Uncle Ahai's family, who have an extraordinary person in every generation...

Now Uncle Ahai has lost one leg...

"Ahai, why don't you run away!"

A female elder suddenly grabbed Ah Hai by the collar and dragged him off the cow's back like a madman: "Do you know that if you break your leg, the Sunset Tribe will be finished!"

Ah Hai opened his eyes weakly and wanted to explain, but he didn't have the strength.

His legs were simply wrapped with leather, and in this human tribe with backward medical care, it was obvious that he would not survive.

Xiaoying tried desperately to protect her father, but was pushed away by the female elder.

However, the young man who came back with Ah Hai stopped the female elder.

"Uncle Ah Hai is trying to save us, Elder Ah Zhen, what are you trying to do?"

"You ask me what I want to do? Do you know that because of the lives of a few of you, the entire tribe will be buried with you?" Elder Azhen pointed at the young man's nose.

"Azhen!"

Only after Uncle An scolded her did Zhen calm down.

"Now that things have come to this, the most important thing right now is how the tribe will survive!"

"Ah Gou, send Ah Hai and the others back to their respective homes, and give each of them three pounds of mutton to nourish their bodies. Ah Zhen, Ah Feng, Ah Hua...all the elders, come with me to the meeting!"

After Uncle An finished giving his instructions, several young men came out, carried the wounded who had returned, and sent them back to their homes.

Including Ah Hai, they were also carried by a young man and walked towards Ah Hai's tent.

Someone brought chairs and the elders sat down in the open air, all with frowns on their faces.

Ashan's wife, named Azhi, was also an elder of the Sunset Tribe. When faced with the survival of the tribe, she was also called over by Uncle An...

……

After Ah Hai was carried back by Ah Gou, he laid him on the floor and turned away in a hurry.

Before leaving, Agou looked back at Awan.

slightly hesitant.

"Awan Xiaoying, Uncle Ahai is in trouble, and the way to get water is blocked by the magic wolf. The Sunset Tribe has no way out!"

Agou is the person Uncle Ahai desperately tried to save before his leg was broken.

He is also the grandson of Uncle An and knows more information than anyone else in the tribe.

"I know!" Awan nodded.

"You don't know that two years ago, the Dongsheng tribe wanted to merge with our Sunset tribe and coexist together. They are stronger than our tribe, and many elders are planning to agree!"

"But the Dongsheng tribe has a condition: we have to get rid of Uncle Ahai!"

Ah Hai's father was once the chief of the Sunset Tribe and died at the hands of the Dongsheng Tribe.

Ah Hai acts as a protector-like figure in the Sunset Tribe.

Therefore, as long as Ah Hai is around, the sunset and the rise will never be able to merge.

This is also the reason why Ashan and others have been targeting Ahai.

Now, Ahai has lost his fighting power and the Sunset Tribe has no way out. The only thing left is to get rid of Ahai and merge into the Dongsheng Tribe.

"I'm telling you these words, don't tell my grandpa, run away!"

After saying that, Agou walked out of the tent quickly.

Awan was left standing there with a pale face.