Chapter 110 Survival is not easy

It can be seen that these people are having a hard time. Compared with the people who live in gathering places or Ames, they are more representative of this era.

The clothes do not cover the body, the food does not wrap the stomach, there is only the belief and indomitable will to live!

"Ah!"

Among the crowd, the "horn pig" is fighting against trapped beasts. Although the attacks of these people are not painful or itchy, the scales wrapped outside its body have been knocked off a lot, and its breathing has gradually become deeper.

Seeing such a change, a man suddenly lay on the ground and let the "horn pig" step on his hoof and lock his hoof. The sharp blade in the man's hand has stabbed towards the soft abdomen of the horned pig without scales.

The sharp blade got what he wanted to pierce the abdomen of the "horned pig", and the man was also trampled on his head by the angry "horned pig".

"Don't stop, everyone, continue, don't let the third son die in vain!"

"Ah!"

Seeing that their people were trampled to death, the rest of them also had their eyes red. While many people attacked the "horned pig", many people also got under the belly of the "horned pig". The already weak "horn pig" had no time to dodge at all, and was stabbed into his abdomen by various sharp blades. Although several people died, the "horn pig" finally fell to the ground because of excessive blood loss, and the heavy gasp soon weakened. After a while, the heart stopped beating.

Originally, there were more than 20 people who surrounded and killed the "horned pig" here. At this time, when the "horned pig" died, there were only 11 or 12 people who could still stand, and only three or four people who fell to the ground seriously injured, and the rest died early.

The leader of the group is a tall young man. He is not only skinny and clear like others, but also has rare agility in his eyes. A scar on his forehead almost cuts to his eyes, which is really only a little worse.

The young man was also slightly relieved to count the casualties. Such casualties are still within the acceptable range, so it seems that he has succeeded in directing hunting for the first time.

"...Go back, with this 'horned pig', everyone can eat meat for a while..."

"Yes!"

Hearing the young man's words, the rest of the people responded. When they looked at the "horned pig", there was only joy in their eyes. Of course, some people cleaned up the bodies on the ground with grief. Although they were dead, they still had to make an answer to their relatives.

"Although everyone looks a little embarrassed now, it can be seen from the previous hunting that they are indeed the most powerful soldiers in the village. As an equivalence mutant, although the "horn pig" is not powerful, it is by no means easy for ordinary people to kill, not to mention that they still hold these weapons in their hands. The reason why we can kill this 'horn pig' is that in addition to everyone's sacrifice of life and death, the most important thing is that everyone understands the importance of group cooperation and trust in partners. Young people can't tell what it's like, but seeing that these people who survived have not completely given up their hopes for the future.

"Who is it?!"

While these people were cleaning up the battlefield, the leading young man had turned his eyes to the bushes in front of him and heard his question, and the rest of them quickly grabbed their weapons in their hands. The bushes stopped the rustling sound a little, and then it sounded again, but this time two people came out of it.

These two people seem to be about the same age, but they feel that the former one is much more "old" than the latter. The teenager in the back is dressed in ordinary clothes, white, and his short brown hair is slightly wet. I'm afraid he hasn't washed it for many days, with a vigilant expression on his face. He held a long sword with a scabbard in his arms.

The young man walking in front of him looks ordinary and has short hair, which is slightly darker than the teenager behind him, but he is also healthier. He can't see the texture of his clothes. Instead, he can wrap his body tightly and not expose his flesh. The boots on his feet are slightly torn and covered with black mud. At this time, he is rubbing his feet on the grass. .

"Who are you?" Seeing that it was two people, Mo Lun was relieved. He smelled the strong smell of animal blood on their bodies, and most of his heart was relieved.

"We are the guards who escaped from 'Lo Lake'." The young man in front immediately gave the answer.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Ye Feng. He is my... relative, little Reynolds."

While Mo Lun looked at Ye Feng, Ye Feng was also looking at the group of people in front of him. From his knowledge, it was natural that these people could never be the pursuers of the three major organizations, let alone the people sent by Lu Renjia. They just appeared in such a deep place in the wild, so that Ye Feng could not think of their identity, but he was in him. They smell a very familiar smell.

"The smell of soldiers!"

Almost across the whole forest, Ye Feng and Little Reirense have met many mutant creatures. Relying on Ye Feng's strong strength, they finally had no danger, but they ate all the food on the way, but there was still a lot of water left. This is still Ye Feng's early preparation, otherwise it should be even worse. Some.

According to Ye Feng's calculation, if they can't find anything to eat, their water can only last for about two weeks, so they want to try to eat some animal meat, but before this plan is implemented, they met Moren and others.

Confirmed that Ye Feng and others were not enemies, and they may also be powerful masters. Mo Lun and others immediately characterized the identity of Ye Feng and little Reynolds as "guests" and took them back to their residence together.

"How can there be a village in such a place?"

He pulled several corpses all the way through the woods and finally reached a place with his back to the cliff. Seeing the rising smoke from afar, Ye Feng had guessed what the destination was, but he didn't dare to believe it until he saw it with his own eyes.

Ye Feng and Little Reirense have long affirmed his statement that after the "Kakala Grand Canyon" should only be the world of mutants. This is by no means a place suitable for human survival. Although those mutant creatures are nothing in Ye Feng's eyes, they are not invincible, but for ordinary people or For ordinary capable people, most of them are still deadly! Generally speaking, it is impossible for human beings to stray into this place, let alone live here.

Building against the cliff means that this small village needs less danger on one side, but this is not enough to be called safe.

Seeing the young man named Moren leading the warriors back, the guards outside the village greeted him excitedly. On the other side, someone had run to the village to inform him of the good news.

"Brother Moran, you are finally back, and the village head thought you had... ah, such a big 'horn pig'!" Seeing that there were four or five big pigs behind them, the teenager showed a very happy expression, but when he saw the bodies in the line, he quietly went forward to help the people in the team remove the body without looking at the horned pig again.

"Disciplined and respectful..." Ye Feng looked aside and nodded secretly.

It was said that there were a group of people, but in fact, there were only a dozen people walking slowly. In a short time, they all entered the village. It was not until they reached the open space in the middle of the village that an old man trembled with the help of people.

"Grandpa!" Seeing the old man, Moran ran up and couldn't help kneeling on the ground in front of the old man.

"Just come back, just come back..." The old man's eyes were a little cloudy, but he still saw the bodies in the crowd. "In such an era, there are always things that you have to face bravely, and you must face death bravely. Death is just for life. Although they are no longer there, the people we live will always remember them, and the people they love will live bravely. As my successor and future village head, you must learn how to face these things as soon as possible.

"I understand what you said, but..."

Before Moran finished speaking, the old man pressed Moran's head on himself without seeing that he had already burst into tears.

Ye Feng does not know whether the old man's definition of death is correct, nor does he know which definition is correct. He only knows that in such an era, in front of him, this must be the belief they must live!

"Live for the people you love and die for the people you love... Although it sounds a little unrealistic, in their opinion, this is not much different from what I often call 'interests', right? That's all they want."

I laughed and cried. Moran got up from the ground again and introduced Ye Feng and little Leilens to this old man named Moss, who was the village head of the village.

Although Moss doesn't know Ye Feng and Little Leirens, like Moran, as soon as he sees Ye Feng, he has a lot of trust in them, because he can also smell the strong smell of animal blood on Ye Feng and others.

According to the Mo family, those who can smell the blood of beasts on their bodies are all friends in Mo's village, and they can unconditionally believe it.

Because of such an inexplicable statement, Ye Feng and Little Reynolds finally have a place to settle down. After a day off, Ye Feng deliberately visited the village head of Moss again.

" According to the village head of Moss, this is called Mojia Village, which is the descendant of the 'saint Mo Qi' during the 'holy war' period?"

"It's like this."

In the hut where Mos lived, there were only Moss and Moren's ancestors and grandchildren, and then Ye Feng and Little Leirens. Because Ye Feng were guests, Moss took out the most precious clean water to entertain them, but the radiation in this kind of water was so high that Ye Feng did not dare to drink it. After politely declined, he began to Speaking of the topic.

Hearing Mos village head's affirmative reply, Ye Feng looked at the murals in the house again.

In Mo Village, as the village head, Mos has no privileges, and the house he lives in is no different from ordinary people. Mo Village, with 100 people, is actually not as spacious as it looks. There are not many places for the privileged class, not to mention that Mo's ancestors did not have that habit.

In this small house, except for the ancestral spectrum full of names in the middle, there are murals around the walls.

Like the murals seen at Lu Renjia's residence, the paintings here also use a similar style, but the content of the paintings inside is very different.

Because these paintings are drawn in a narrative way, it is easy for people to understand.

The painting should also be the war of the so-called "holy war" period. Around the painting, there are still countless ordinary people with various weapons and driving many war machines, as well as many capable people, but they are no longer painted in the middle, but painted to one side of the whole set of paintings, on the other side Surrounded by ordinary people, he also painted a person like a capable person, but his face was full of compassion. The light from his body covered the ordinary people around him and blocked the light of those capable people in the distance, but the light he emitted could only light a small corner. If it continues to develop, the result will definitely be forcibly suppressed by the light of those abilities and killed together with those ordinary people.

"This is Mo Qi, the ancestor of our Mo clan."

Although Moss did not reach out to point out, Ye Feng already knew who he was talking about.