Chapter 2070: Mie Tian's more downcast people

Mie Tian demons are crowded, the environment is harsh, and war is raging.
They adhere to the law of the jungle for thousands of years, the way of survival of weak ((rou rou) rou) (强 qiang) food.
In a word, (kill sha) you don't need any reason!
The people here are just like primitive people, living in the remote old mountains.
For thousands of years, in order to survive, they have formed tribes, large and small.
They wore animal skins and practiced the practice of refining from ancient times.
Although going through thousands of years, but the resources are scarce, and there are hunters (sha) killing demons around them, it is very difficult for one of them to be repaired as a world-class overhaul.
The Mizhu Mountains are in the desolate west of Mie Tian, ​​where the land is red (colored).
Looking around, all you see is the scenery (color) of Chidi Qianli.
Qianshan tribe never settled in the triple sky.
In the memory of this generation of young people, they have been migrating with their parents since childhood, and they were on the way to migration when they were born.
After taking notes, their parents told them that their grandparents were born during the migration.
Originally hundreds of thousands of people, only less than 200 people remained in less than 100 years.
They reluctantly walked to the Mizhu Mountains and burrowed and lived.
The patriarch Ren Qianshan was 120 years old and was built to have only the sacred peak.
Not to mention other ethnic groups, very few are able to cultivate to the Holy Land.
"Open dinner!"
During the meal, a large group of teenage children came to the dining table with a smile.
On the table were terracotta digs from the mountains.
Although this worm is edible, it produces toxins that paralyze the nerves in the body.
Eating too much can lead to mental disorders and become insane.
However, there is a herb called hemp leaf that can cure this poison.
But the number is too small and can only be found in some dark places.
Although the life was extremely poor, the children did not feel bitter at all.
There were smiles on their faces.
The happiest day (ri) is when I have a group meal.
Each child has a wooden box of worms, plus a dozen hemp leaves. This is their breakfast.
The skin-colored (yellow) waxy, emaciated children's eyes were light, their mouths drooling, and they stared at the bugs in the wooden box.
The old patriarch Ren Qianshan looked at these poor children who didn't know what to worry about, and his heart twitched suddenly.
It's getting harder to survive.
When he was young, there were still seniors living in the clan.
Although their lives are also quite difficult, they can often eat the monster ((rourou) rou) and wild fruits in the mountains and forests.
They also have time to practice.
But now, the old generations have all been killed by the demon clan (shasha).
They have fallen to the point where they cannot eat.
"Hey!"
The old patriarch lamented in his heart, (qiangqiang) pretending to be smiling: "Children, clan, have dinner!"
Wow!
As soon as Ren Qianshan's words fell, the children frantically reached out and grabbed the bug and filled it in their mouths ...
Other sensible young people, their parents, were silent.
The worms eat into their stomachs and tears accompany them.
Continue this way, without the monsters to encircle them, they will all starve to death.
Although desolate here, there is no guarantee that it will not be found by the demon of the demon tribe.
"boom!"
It's hard for adults to swallow, and the children are eating fragrant.
There was a sudden loud noise outside the cave.
"No! It's the voice from the guard."
The old patriarch's (color) changed suddenly and stood up sharply.
"Kids don't come out, everyone else goes with me to see!"