But why did the man and woman in front of him appear here? They looked like the weaker ones.
Moreover, he had never seen the clothes they wore before. Could it be that they were not from the Great Wilderness?
The strange name, strange clothes, and different skin color and appearance from them undoubtedly revealed their unusual origins.
Moreover, although this man named Mu Lingxiao does not have any powerful bloodline aura, he always exudes a subtle power.
This kind of power has nothing to do with bloodline power. Only those who have been superior to others for a long time can have such power.
For example, when he was a child, he followed his grandfather, the patriarch, to the Xuanyuan tribe to pay tribute and was fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of the patriarch of the Xuanyuan tribe from afar. He exuded such majesty.
However, he felt that the power of the Xuanyuan clan leader seemed not as strong as the power of the man in front of him.
It was an illusion, it must be an illusion. After all, the memories of childhood had faded a little, and this Mu Lingxiao was standing in front of him.
Fu Xin collected his thoughts, and Lai Siyu seemed to be pointing at a huge headless falcon under a mound in the distance and said, "It was it that caught us and threw us here! Then, for some reason, its head exploded, and all its blood was spilled here!"
A look of joy appeared on Fuxin's face. There was falcon's blood in the pool of blood. No wonder his eyes could see farther and his body was much lighter than before.
He originally wanted to try jumping, but he was afraid that his abrupt action would scare the two of them, so he suppressed his inner restlessness.
However, he felt that this pool of blood should not only contain the falcon's blood, because there was another power in his body.
Seeing his doubts, Lai Siyu continued, "When the falcon died, most of the blood pool was already filled with blood. I don't know what animal it came from!"
Sure enough, Lai Siyu's words confirmed Fu Xin's guess. He asked, "Who killed the falcon?"
Lai Siyu shook her head, indicating she hadn't seen anything. She believed anything unusual could be brushed off by playing dumb. The more lies you make, the more holes they'll reveal.
Fu Xin thought so too. A person or beast that could kill a falcon in seconds must be a very powerful being. How could it be seen by a weak girl?
However, he was worried about the blood still left in the pool that he wanted to take back to the tribe. He also wanted to bring back the falcon's body!
But this was completely impossible. The falcon's body was about the same size as the hill. How could he possibly get it back?
As for the remaining blood... Fu Xin saw a pottery jar not far away, and his eyes lit up instantly.
He ran to the pottery jar and picked it up easily, then ran back and jumped into the pool of blood to fill the jar with the remaining blood.
Although the pottery jar could not fill the blood pool, Fu Xin was already very satisfied.
After doing this, he ran to the falcon's body and began to frantically pick up the falcon's feathers.
He plucked off all the falcon's feathers, then ran to find two vines to tie the feathers into two bundles and then inserted a wooden stick between them.
Then, Fuxin took out the bone knife and cut as much meat as possible from the falcon. He wrapped the meat with two quilt-sized green leaves and tied it with vines.
After doing everything, Fu Xin looked at the remaining falcon meat reluctantly. It was such a waste to waste so much meat.
Fu Xin held the huge green package, lifted the feathers on his shoulders, and returned to the blood pool.
The other blood in the blood pool must have been left by some powerful beast. Fu Xin felt that the weight on his body was no problem at all.
If he hadn't been unable to carry anything more, he would have taken away everything here.
What a pity, there are wolf corpses everywhere.
If all these could be brought back to the tribe, they would be enough to feed the tribe for a long time!
It is unrealistic to notify the people in the tribe to bring all the prey back, after all, this place is already deep in the wilderness.
Otherwise, instead of bringing back the prey, you might attract some powerful beasts.
"I'm going back to the tribe, what about you guys?"
Lai Siyu looked around blankly, then shook her head. "We don't know where our home is!"
He's a great actor, isn't he?
Fu Xin smiled and said, "Why don't you just follow me back to the tribe first? I'll ask the elders if there's any way to help you get home!"
Lai Siyu quickly nodded in agreement, waiting for your words. However, Mu Lingxiao felt the urge to kill Fu Xin again.
However, following the boy back to their tribe was exactly what he wanted. After all, only by interacting with the locals could he gain a more comprehensive understanding of the world and find a way back.
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