"Remember, from now on, your Snow Wolf Clan will no longer exist!"

Qin Xuan's eyes were cold and he said coldly: "Otherwise, I will attack your Snow Wolf Clan and use your corpses as sacrificial bricks!"

After saying that, Qin Xuan took out the worn-out bricks and waved them in front of everyone.

"We are willing to surrender, please be our lord!"

The strong men suddenly knelt on the ground in unison, their faces full of piety.

puff……

Qin Xuan almost spit out a mouthful of salty soda water. Their Lord's body was not cold just now. He didn't want to take revenge, so he surrendered to the enemy now?

However, after looking at these muscular men, they still look quite intimidating, and when fighting, at least they won't run away without abandoning themselves.

Thinking of this, Qin Xuan glanced at the leopard-printed girls around him with a resentful look.

However, the latter looked calm, as if it was only natural for Qin Xuan to take action.

Grandma’s!

"I'm... not dead yet!"

"Bang!"

At this time, the Lord who was knocked down in front struggled to get up, but was knocked to the ground by Qin Xuan. His head was full of blood, and it was obvious that he would not survive.

Your little brother has been taken in by me, what are you still doing?

…

Iron Leopard Tribe.

Qin Xuan was sitting on a large bamboo chair, wearing homemade sunglasses, basking in the sun while admiring the protruding tribal woman not far away.

He found out that the leopard-print woman in the lead was named Muya, and she was over two hundred years old.

The strong man who blocked the road and robbed him was called Leopard Head, and he was a little older. He was exactly 250 years old this year. As for the "Lord Aoyue" who was killed by him, his name was Heitie, and he was already 300 years old.

After knowing this, Qin Xuan suddenly lost interest in these women. Although the old woman over 200 years old was only twenty years old in human years.

However, why does it sound so awkward...

Qin Xuan was a little tired after slaying dragons and black iron along the way, so he lay down on the bamboo chair and fell asleep.

When he woke up, he subconsciously touched his chest, but found nothing!

Damn, what's going on?

Where is my brick?

After all, this brick is the only golden finger he has in the prehistoric world. It can be said that this thing is more important than his lifeblood.

Without it, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to survive for even a minute.

"Leopard Head, where is my brick? It's such a big stone!"

Qin Xuan cursed and called Leopard Head over, his face full of anxiety.

"Brick? Is this what you are talking about?" Leopard Tou pointed blankly at the brick on the ground not far away. Muya was sharpening a knife with it in preparation for cooking.

"Get out of the way. From now on, this is the sacred object of the tribe. No one is allowed to touch it without my permission! Do you understand?"

Qin Xuan hugged the bricks distressedly, and when he saw that there were no scratches on them, he let out a long sigh of relief.

At this moment, he wished he could buy insurance on the bricks, coat them with a 36k pure gold protective film, paint them with cool paint, write his name on them, and then enshrine them.

"I don't know, Lord, please don't be angry." Muya felt a little guilty and stood up quickly.

Qin Xuan glanced at Mu Ya and saw that she was making a strange-shaped chicken, but it looked dark and more like a bat.

Not far away, several men were chopping firewood, and a woman was preparing a soup pot. But what surprised him was that he didn't find anything like seasonings, not even salt.

"Well, how do you eat this? Isn't there any seasoning?"

"Seasoning, what seasoning?" Leopard Tou was stunned, eyes widened, and looked at Qin Xuan in surprise.

"The Lord should be talking about snow grains. This thing is very expensive. We can't afford it at ordinary times. We only eat it during the Dragon Festival."

Mu Ya looked guilty.

It took a lot of effort for Qin Xuan to understand that the snow particles Mu Ya mentioned were salt.

Usually, the salt of their tribe needs to be exchanged and purchased from a place called Dragon Stone, and the currency used is something called Shanluo.

However, the Iron Leopard Tribe is too weak and is usually bullied by other tribes. There are only a dozen Shanluo tribes in total, so they cannot exchange for many snow grains.

This time, the Iron Leopard tribe planned to hunt for some snow grains, but unexpectedly they met Qin Xuan.

"Snow grains are not difficult to make. Tomorrow we will take part of the dragon meat to the market to exchange for some. We can make it ourselves later."

The process of making salt is not difficult. The seawater in the prehistoric era was basically pollution-free. With some simple tools, you can make high-quality salt.

Qin Xuan, who only has high school chemistry knowledge, can also do it.

After eating a meal of tasteless dragon meat, Qin Xuan noticed that his body and energy were much more energetic, and even his character's experience points had increased.

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host for eating high-quality dragon meat. Your level has reached level four. You have 10 attribute points to be allocated!"

[Name: Qin Xuan]

[Level: Level 4 (62/200)]

[Attributes: Blood: 150, Energy: 100, Magic; 60, Strength: 30, Weight: 30]

[Occupation: Dragon Blood Warrior]

[Weapon: worn-out bricks]

[Protective gear; black iron armor]

[Skill: Thrust Impact Skill Mastery]

[Remarks: 20 attribute points are to be allocated]

Twenty attribute points, where is the best place to add them?

Qin Xuan fell into deep thought. Even if he put all his strength into it, he would still be unable to compete with the leopard-headed man who looked like he had eaten an egg.

Simply, he put all his energy into it and improved his agility so that he would be able to escape faster, right?

I will be sold out by these unreliable guys!

After a night's rest, Qin Xuan took Leopard Tou and Mu Ya to Longshi Market early the next morning.

After arriving, Qin Xuan was shocked.

This isn't a trading market, it's clearly a monster concentration camp with a bunch of demons dancing around!

Originally, he had already considered the black iron as the limit of human ugliness before, but now he realized that he was still too naive.

There is a man with a long beard and an eye missing from a horse, a woman with a thick neck and a dark face, and a pockmarked face, and a group of women less than one meter tall, all green and wearing two pieces of tulle. At first glance, Qin Xuan looks...

I thought it was a group of big dragonflies.

But this is not bad, at least we are still human.

There are also two giant creatures with bull heads and horse faces, horns on their heads, and a height of two and a half meters. They look like they are part of the same family as the monster Qin Xuan killed last time.

No, a family?

Thinking of this, Qin Xuan's expression suddenly changed. He won't meet his enemies, right?

What are you afraid of? Just when Qin Xuan was thinking about it, these two monsters saw the black iron armor on Qin Xuan's body, and their eyes suddenly turned red, and they looked like they were angry at the bullfight, as if they saw the enemy who killed his father!

It’s over, it’s been recognized!

"Run!"

In fact, Qin Hao didn't need to remind him that Leopard Tou and Mu Ya were running much faster than him. One was tall and had long legs, while the other was nimble and petite. They disappeared in an instant!
Chapter completed!