The black head saw the right moment and pounced forward, hitting the evil tiger on the head accurately with the stone in his hand. The evil tiger was suddenly attacked and jumped up, hitting the black head with its sharp front paws.
On the chest, the black head took a few steps back, then ducked to the side, and the evil tiger jumped into the air.
Seeing that it had met an opponent, the evil tiger suddenly turned around and opened its bloody mouth. The tiger's teeth were more than half a foot long. Seeing that the situation was not good, the black head threw the stone in his hand straight into the tiger's mouth.
In the past, he hit the mandible without any bias, and one of the tiger's teeth was broken. The evil tiger howled and became angry. The tiger's tail immediately cut towards the black head, and the black head moved forward, approaching with the stone knife in his left hand.
The evil tiger's body quickly penetrated into the evil tiger's belly. Then, Blackhead's right hand also grabbed the back of the stone knife. With both hands working together, the evil tiger's belly was cut open...
The evil tiger fell to the ground and died completely.
The tribesmen who had been watching around hurriedly ran out of their hiding places, cheering and jumping. No one paid attention to the evil tiger. They gathered around like a swarm, lifted him high, threw him up, dropped him, and threw him again.
It rose and fell again, and the cheers were endless.
Black Head's prestige is growing day by day, and his strength is getting stronger and stronger. Gradually, all the tribes know that there is a hero named Black Head. He has god-like abilities. He is not afraid of any poisonous insects or beasts. No one belongs to him.
opponent.
After becoming stronger, Heitou is a little different from before. He is not so concerned about the sufferings of his tribe and the affairs of the tribe. He is just self-centered and looks down on everything.
Slowly, some tribesmen began to have different intentions, but the rough and careless Blackhead couldn't detect it.
Late one night, when the wind was blowing and the north wind was blowing, dozens of tribesmen made an appointment to escape together. They went to a cave that had been prepared in advance and started a new stove, hoping to escape from the control of the black head.
However, the news accidentally leaked out, and when they gathered together, the black head had been waiting there for a long time.
Those tribesmen begged and begged Hei Tou to let them go, but Hei Tou refused. Later, the men who came with Hei Tou knelt down and begged for mercy, but Hei Tou still refused. In the end, those tribesmen who escaped were killed.
From then on, the blackhead went his own way, and no one could change his mind.
The tribesmen were disheartened and dared not speak out in anger.
Since the defection incident, Hei Tou felt a little dissatisfied. He was well aware of the needs of his tribe. They only asked for food and clothing. Therefore, Hei Tou concentrated on studying how to improve the living standards of his tribe, and then he
Actually did it.
Everyone slowly forgot what happened that night, and those who escaped who died unjustly, and they became less resentful of Black Head.
If a stone has a crack, it will slowly crack.
It's autumn again, the leaves have turned yellow and fallen, and the earth has lost its vitality and looks desolate.
Heitou led his tribe to migrate. In the vast wilderness, the tribesmen were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Heitou knew that the moment of life and death had come, and his nerves were so tense that he was about to collapse.
It was mid-afternoon, and the dry wind blew the eyes of the tribesmen. They were left with no water, let alone food.
A child became ill and died soon after. This made people feel frightened and panicked.
The black head called several influential little bosses over and asked them if they had any good ideas. Everyone shook their heads.
At this time, someone came to report that another person was missing.
Hei Tou felt that things were a little complicated, as if there was some force at work, and Hei Tou felt even more nervous.
Now, you must not stop and rest, otherwise, something may not happen.
So, everyone moved on.
However, people kept coming to report that more and more people were missing. Blackhead was completely angered. He knew that someone was definitely causing trouble, and no one knew what was going to happen next.
At this critical moment, a dark cloud came from the sky, covering the sky and the earth with a menacing force.
As soon as everyone saw that there was nowhere to hide, they scattered in panic and became a mess.
Blackhead can no longer control the situation.
After the black cloud, there was a violent storm, and the tribesmen were miserable.
Blackhead stood in the wind and rain, looking up to the sky and screaming, "Oh God! Give us a way to survive! Oh God! Look at these suffering people!"
The wind and rain are still going on, and the tribesmen are like fallen leaves falling in the wind and rain, helpless...
Suddenly, the wind stopped, the rain stopped, and the sky became sunny.
The people were ecstatic, Blackhead shouted and ran with everyone, and there was a sound of laughter in the wasteland.
The laughter gradually disappeared, everyone stopped and looked up, and a vague figure appeared in the mid-air.
Everyone rubbed their eyes and looked again. Indeed, there were more than a dozen figures moving in the air, as if they were discussing something or talking to people underground.
Blackhead raised his hand, and everyone stopped talking. At this time, the tribesmen heard clearly that the people in the sky were indeed shouting to them.
"Listen, our gods want to talk to you. Don't make any noise and listen carefully!" A voice came from mid-air.
Then, a tall and mighty figure appeared in the clouds. I saw that person's golden light, and I couldn't see his face at all. I just knew that he was surrounded by the golden light.
"You foolish people, don't go any further. There is still a place of suffering ahead. Why not surrender to me and enjoy all the glory!" The voice of the god leader was sonorous and powerful, like thunder.
The tribesmen were talking a lot.
But Blackhead was not happy anymore and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Don't listen to his nonsense. All the glory and wealth are all lies! In the end, I don't know whether I will live or die!"
Hahahaha, a bold laughter came from the clouds.
"Heitou, you do not know how to live or die, do you think that just because you are the leader of this tribe, you can influence the fate of all the tribesmen? It is really ridiculous, you don't know the heights of the world!" That god leader said.
The clan members' discussion became louder.
Blackhead became a little angry and shouted: "Stop talking, I will kill anyone who talks nonsense again!"
When the tribesmen saw that Black Hair was angry, they all knew how he had treated those tribesmen who had defected, and they did not dare to speak.
The god leader was unwilling and said to Heitou: "Heitou, you nameless thing, you really take yourself seriously!" As he said that, he stretched out his hand and a bright light shot towards the black head.