Chapter 118 I'm sorry to the third one.

When Cang Wu walked down from the white cloud step by step with firewood, the sunlight was shining down from behind them, making them look like they were walking out of the light, sacred and glorious.

The people of the Fire Tribe stopped what they were doing, not knowing how to deal with this sudden situation.

Diwu Xuan opened his mouth in the totem, but couldn't say a word.

Surprise? Astonishment? Shock? Worship? Terror? Doubt...

Angel? God? Immortal? Buddha? Jade Emperor? Alien...

At this moment, the brain was spinning rapidly like a gyroscope, and as still as ice, just like the duality of waves, waves and particles, existing at the same time.

The cheers after victory were gone, and the grief after the death and injury of comrades were gone. Everyone stared blankly at the old and the young walking down from the sky step by step.

The clouds under their feet were like stairs that appeared from the sky, which reminded Diwu Xuan of lotus flowers, but they were not lotus flowers, but white clouds.

White clouds, white clouds.

"Wu..."

The first person to react was the sixth generation witch. This old man who had stood by Diwu Xuan during the war and never said a word only said one word, and pointed out the identity of the person who came.

This was a witch, a witch from an unknown tribe, and the sixth generation witch was also a witch, so he recognized this person as a witch at a glance, without any random guesses.

This word, like a spell that unlocked the spell of the talisman, brought everyone back to life.

"Shit..."

Diwu Xuan finally said this sentence without any culture, but it was enough to express all his emotions.

At this moment, he had no intention of thinking about this sentence, which was as pale as "O sea, you are all water", but it also made clear how uncultured the words of his complex and surprised mood were.

Cang Wu stopped far away and stood in the air, more than ten feet above the ground, taller than the totem fire of the Fire Tribe.

He bowed slightly in the direction of Diwu Xuan from a distance. Diwu Xuan dared to be sure that this bow must be directed at him, so he politely bowed slightly in the totem stone to return the greeting.

This is an instinct, a manifestation of his most basic qualities in his previous life, without thinking in the brain, based on the reaction of the body.

Then, he saw Cang Wu smiled at him. Yes, the old man who looked like an old immortal, wearing snow bear fur, with white beard and hair, but not too many wrinkles on his face, suddenly smiled, as if praising his politeness.

"I really saw a ghost."

Diwu Xuan said unhappily. He felt humiliated. In this barbaric world without any culture, someone would actually... praise him for his most basic politeness?

Cang Wu's smiling face showed a little surprise. He seemed to be able to hear Diwu Xuan's words, or at least he could sense the change in Diwu Xuan's emotions, so he was surprised, and this made Diwu Xuan even more surprised.

"Brother..."

Xin's cry interrupted the awkwardness in the scene. She was pushed by the old man and stood on a white cloud, floating in front of the sixth-generation leader.

"Sister."

The sixth-generation leader was surprised. Only then did the sunlight seem less dazzling, and he could see clearly that the person next to the old man was actually his sister.

"How did you..."

He wanted to ask how you came from the sky with the old man, but the old man's strange behavior made him hesitate.

"Grandpa Cang Wu is the witch of the Chuan Tribe. The Chuan Tribe needs the next generation of witches. Grandpa Cang Wu said I can do it."

The sixth-generation leader's sister said happily in a silver bell-like voice. The

sixth-generation witch frowned slightly. The fact that he kidnapped someone from the Fire Tribe, and the person was the sister of the Fire Tribe leader, made him hostile to Cang Wu.

The sixth generation leader also looked up at the witch in the sky in surprise, and saw the old man nodded to him, then turned his head and looked at the vast land in the distance.

He acted as if he didn't care about you, but Diwu Xuan could feel that he was paying attention to him, secretly and carefully paying attention to him.

"Chuan Tribe? A tribe that can fly to the sky?"

Diwu Xuan looked at the old man wantonly, and then looked at where the old man came from. It was a cloud in the sky, no different from other clouds.

"You want to leave the Fire Tribe?"

The sixth generation leader was a little surprised. He looked at his sister in disbelief. He really couldn't understand why his sister became the next generation witch of the Chuan Tribe after he came out to fight a battle.

At this point, Xin began to think more carefully. To become the next witch of the Chuan Tribe, she would have to leave the Fire Tribe and her brother.

She turned her head and looked at the old man in the sky, pretending to be thinking.

The old man turned his head to look at her and smiled at her, as if telling her that everything was up to her.

"I want to go with Grandpa Cangwu and become the next witch of the Chuan Tribe."

Xin turned her head and looked at her brother, answering seriously.

The sixth-generation leader touched his sister's head, glanced at the old man in the sky, and lowered his head again, with reluctance in his eyes.

"Did your brother not take good care of you?"

Xin's eyes turned red when she heard this. She shook her head hard, causing her hair to flutter.

"No, I just... I just feel that staying in the Fire Tribe doesn't have any..."

She tried to find a word to describe it, but found that there was no word in the scarce Fire Tribe language that could describe what she wanted to express.

"Meaning."

Diwu Xuan suddenly spoke in the totem.

"Meaning."

Xin found an adjective in an instant and glanced at Diwu Xuan. She could actually feel Diwu Xuan's thoughts, which surprised Diwu Xuan.

"Damn."

Diwu Xuan looked up at the Cang Wu in the sky. If he was dissatisfied before, it was not as simple as dissatisfaction now.

This little girl who he had never paid attention to might have the same talent as the fourth generation witch and could communicate with him.

To communicate with totems, what kind of talent is needed? The sixth generation leader was already very good, but what was the result? He still couldn't communicate with himself.

If he had known that this little girl could communicate with him, he would have kicked the sixth generation witch out and promoted this little girl to the stage.

For the sake of the tribe, no one can be sacrificed, except Diwu Xuan himself.

Just when Diwu Xuan was furious and wanted to argue with Cang Wu, Cang Wu suddenly turned around and looked at him.

Cang Wu still had that arrogant look on his face, and did not reveal any hostility or any other emotions, but in his eyes, the obscure totem power was spinning.

In just a moment, Diwu Xuan felt how powerful the opponent was. The obscure totem power was like the rings of history, enough to crush everything.

"This is a force that is no less than the power of heaven and earth. It is strong, heavy, and full of the vicissitudes of history."

Diwu Xuan was instantly shocked. The witch he could communicate with was gone. He could find another one, but he only had one life.

I can't afford to provoke him. I can't afford to provoke him.

Reluctantly, Diwu Xuan looked at Xin who was communicating with the sixth-generation leader, and turned his head away in grief.

"To the third one, the grief that cannot be borne can only be understood by those who have experienced it."

Volume 1: The End of the Stone Age