Small farmers dominate the desert island

Page 1489

Chen Yu sat on the branch and was dazed. He always felt that this dream was foreshadowing, but after thinking about it carefully, he suddenly lost his mind.

"Friend Lu Dao, do you think that catastrophe will destroy the world?" Chen Yu asked leisurely, with a look of bitterness and hatred on his face.

"Hehe, I don't know about that. Anyway, what I believe in is that if you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will worry about tomorrow. Let's live the life in front of us first. We don't have much time."

Lu Chuxue was out of shape.

Chen Yu sighed, and looked at the other branches.

On a branch three or four away from him, Joan was sleeping, and in other places, there were ten people of the Manhun tribe hanging there, like ginseng fruit that was about to ripen on the tree.

But these people are quite smart. They tie their belts to the branches when they sleep. Even if they fall off the tree in the middle of the night, they will be tied up with their belts. Concussion and unable to take care of themselves, there is still a risk of death in this broad-leaved forest.

Those grizzly-backed black bears are not vegetarians. When they see a few big living people on the ground, they will definitely come over and lick them.

The bear's tongue was full of barbs. After licking it, the skin was probably gone, and if it wasn't even, it would lick the bone.

At this moment, Chen Yu's consciousness swept around and quickly woke up Qiong and Lu Chuxue.

The two of them looked dumbfounded, and also swept down with their spiritual sense, and then there was a half-smile expression on their faces.

Of course, the three of them did not startle the snake, but sat quietly on the tree, waiting for Fatty to come to the door automatically.

Sure enough, within a short time, rustling sounds came from under the big tree.

More than 30 indigenous people with spears and bows and arrows surrounded them.

Chapter 1593

These people were all barefoot, and a thick layer of skin had long grown on the soles of their feet, which could not be cut through even with a knife.

Therefore, when their feet stepped on the ground, there was no sound at all.

However, they never expected that there were three immortal cultivators with strong spiritual consciousness sitting on the tree, and there were even high-level immortal cultivators like Chen Yu in the chaotic sun state.

The three of them sat on the tree, watching the more than 30 people gather around them like watching monkeys, and then groped around the fire, as if they were looking for traces of a few people.

But they didn't expect that Chen Yu and his party were all resting on the big tree, so no one looked up to the high place.

Lu Chuxue's body moved, as if she wanted to go down and clean up the thirty natives, but Chen Yu stopped her with his eyes.

"What do you mean?" Lu Chuxue said via voice transmission.

"It's not interesting. Do you think it's more comfortable to sleep on the tree, or in their tribe?" Chen Yu said via voice transmission.

Lu Chuxue was obviously taken aback for a moment, but immediately came to her senses, and gave Chen Yu a thumbs up.

The 30 people searched around under the tree, but found no clues, so they could only redouble their steps, and then babbled under the tree for a while.

"It's strange. During the day, I saw more than a dozen people entering our tribe's territory. Why did they all disappear at night?"

Said a guy with a pattern on his face.

Chen Yu couldn't bear it any longer, and jumped down from the tree, his body smashed a small hole in the soil under the tree.

The 30 people were taken aback, and hurriedly dispersed with a bang.

However, when they saw that Chen Yu was alone, they showed greedy expressions again, and looked at Chen Yu up and down, making Chen Yu's face turn red.

"Hahaha, there is indeed a strong man, that's great, let's catch him first."

Their voices fell, and the rustling sound resounded from the tree.

All the natives quickly looked up to the sky.

A large group of barbarians were aiming their arrows at the bottom.

The group of people was startled, quickly took down their bows and arrows, and confronted the Manhe tribe above.

"Thirty bows and arrows against ten bows and arrows, it is obvious that this group of indigenous people has the upper hand.

"Put down the weapon, otherwise, we will shoot all the arrows, and you will all die."

The aborigine screamed strangely, threatening the Manhe people above.

The group of barbarians had already received Joan's signal, so they put down their bows and arrows, and slid from the tree to the ground one by one, making a gesture of surrender.

"Wow, that's great. With so much labor, it seems that our plan to attack Shenkibu can be advanced."

The leading native screamed strangely, and immediately escorted Chen Yu and his party towards their tribe.

After walking for about five or six miles, Chen Yu saw a small tribe with about one or two hundred dilapidated houses. The number of people was estimated to be around a thousand.

As soon as they returned to the tribe, there was a bang in the tribe, and a large wave of indigenous people poured out.

There are men and women here. In terms of appearance, people can't bear to look directly at them. They look like gorillas.

"Great, so many people have been caught again."

An old man with a green grass crown on his head came out and looked up and down at Chen Yu and the others with surprised eyes.

Chen Yu ignored him, but continued to observe the small tribe.

At the edge of the tribe, there are many things made of wood similar to pigpens, and some animals such as pigs, cows, horses, and sheep are actually kept inside.

But in these pigpens, there are also a large group of humans tied up with ropes.

These people were all sallow and thin, and they must have been imprisoned for a long time. Chen Yu scanned them with his spiritual sense. There were more than 300 people in this group, most of whom were middle-aged men.

I didn't expect that they, a small fart tribe, could enslave so many captives. It seems that they should have something unique.

However, no matter how powerful they are, can they still surpass immortal cultivators?

Chen Yu lowered his hands above his head and stretched his muscles.

This was a signal, and Lu Chuxue, Qiong, Tuba and the others also lowered their hands and stretched their muscles.

"You slaves, put your hands on my head quickly."

The leader roared, and said to the group of men next to him: "Tie them up and throw them into the pigsty. After three days, we will attack Shenmubu together."

A group of aborigines were very obedient. They pulled out ropes thick as thumbs from behind their buttocks, and walked towards Chen Yu and the 13 people.

Chen Yu smiled coldly and stretched out his right hand.

boom...

A ball of fire the size of a basketball ignited in his palm, and with Chen Yu's continuous injection of spiritual power, the size of the fire ball became larger and larger, and soon became the size of a millstone.