But the melon was in his hand and would not be broken, so he finally picked up the original topic.

"Do you have any good suggestions for tribe names?"

There were chaotic shouts from below.

"The big sacrificial tribe!"

"The first tribe!"

"...Resurrect the Horde."

"No, this is too unlucky, it's still a fairyland tribe!"

"I want to call the Fairy Flower Tribe."

"It's better to call the Fairy Tribe directly..."

Tian Yang asked Rong Yue in a low voice, "Where are you from?"

Rong Yue was stunned.

"...I'm from "Xingyue Era"."

Tianyang looked at him tenderly: "Then call it the Xingyue tribe."

"They'll like it too."

Chapter 15

The three sheep brothers returned to their cabin in despair.

There were still cheers and laughter outside, and the three of them closed the door and stared at each other.

The sheep opened the leaf bag, and the aroma of barbecue came out, which was stuffed by the sacrifices the month before they left.

"Don't be hungry." The Moon Sacrifice said lightly when he handed it over.

They finally know where it always feels weird... In the eyes of Yue Zhai and Lord Tianyang, these foods don't seem to be precious at all.

They used to be used to playing tricks for a little food, and they came here suddenly, still playing tricks.

I originally thought that if I kicked the iron plate this time, I would be looked down upon in the future, and I would live a life of insufficient food, but who knew that Yuesai and Lord Tianyang didn't care much, as if the behavior of the three of them was just a good show for entertainment.

It has to be said that this mental suppression is even more frustrating.

Yang San was silent, and for a long time he took out a stone knife and cut the fragrant barbecue into three pieces.

The three brothers, one by one, nibbled and finished eating.

Yang Da wiped his mouth: "These days are really easy. I don't want to go back to the stream."

Yang Er was worried: "But according to this way of eating, can we really save food in autumn? Don't you remember, that tribe called 'Paradise', we thought it was very strong at first..."

Yang Da Yang Sanyi listened, and his face suddenly became not very good.

The Paradise Tribe is a real tribe that has no fixed territory and migrates across the continent with time and seasons.

For many people, it is like a legend, and it may not be seen once in a lifetime.

But the three Yang brothers stayed there for a short period of one month.

The three of them were not originally from the Xiaoxi tribe. The tribe was attacked when they were young and separated from the adults. Later, they were looking for a place to accept them.

Because of their physical disabilities, they were rejected many times until one day, they met "heaven" by accident.

What a wonderful tribe it was, with large and luxurious tents, hills of food, strong men, beautiful women, beautifully dressed and laughing.

Traveling through it is like a beast entering the human world.

The leader was a beautiful man. He warmly welcomed the three little bunnies and gave them food and water.

The three brothers who have been hungry for many years have never dreamed of such a good thing.

They passed the month in a daze, eating and sleeping until the weather turned cooler.

That night, the sheep woke up three times.

Although he is blind in one eye, his ears are more brilliant than others. At the other end of the tribe, he vaguely heard someone screaming.

Yang San's heart was tight, and a month of good days had almost worn away their vigilance, but at this moment, it was like a basin of ice water was poured on his head, and he was particularly frightened.

Yang San woke up the two brothers, and the three of them found the source of the sound on tiptoe.

It was people, several people. They are skinny, weak, and ugly like ordinary people. They were naked, killed by bone knives like animals, and then divided into pieces of flesh.

The three brothers were terrified.

They finally figured out why they had nothing to do and have to eat, why they were forbidden to go to the rest of the tribe, and why all they saw were young men and women.

Because everything else was killed and used as food.

Paradise tribes maintain the habit of migration, passing by some small tribes, they will also take the initiative to absorb them. They preached beautiful stories and described their tribes as miraculous. Many small tribes were swallowed up with longing, and finally became the flower fertilizer of the heavenly tribes.

The three Yang brothers fled quickly after that. Fortunately, they were still young, and they were at their age.

Later they joined the Xiaoxi tribe.

Yang Er mentioned this nightmare at this time, and Yang Da Yang San felt a shudder in his heart.

"Indeed... the days are so good, it's always disturbing."

"But the divine power of the Moon Sacrifice is also real!"

The Xingyue Tribe and the Heavenly Tribe are obviously different, and this can be seen from every aspect. Just the composition of the members is already too transparent to be transparent, not to mention that in this tribe, there are not many strong people, but there are a lot of crooked melons and cracked dates?

In other words, even if you really want to eat people, why bother to save them?

Yang San raised his head and said with bright eyes, "I'm not leaving, I want to stay!"

He gritted his teeth and said, "I think this time is different, I have a hunch! And Bai Tao and the others are here too!"

Yang 2: "But we have already offended the leader, in case we don't share food..."

"Then let's fight it ourselves!" Yang Da said excitedly.

Yang Er Yang San was stunned.

How long has it been since they hunted by themselves?

The three brothers sighed, and their long-term laziness prevented them from making up their minds.

The huge bonfire outside gradually burned out, and the happy voices gradually subsided.

When it was almost dawn, Yang Er was woken up again, stepped over the ramshackle bodies of his brothers, and planned to go out to release water.