Chapter 49
“Oh oh oh!!”
“Morning Witch! Morning Witch! Morning Witch!”
“Morning Witch!”
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Roar from the hunting party got up, and the others were also influenced to yell together.
“Meh!” “Meh!”
Pokémon such as Butterfree also responded.
In the silent night sky, all kinds of sounds come and go one after another, and there is no pattern. It sounds weird, but it is bloodline.
He Chen asked Suicune to jump on the fence while carrying himself.
He glanced around the crowd with a serious face.
“The number of Victreebel, Bellsprout, and Weepinbell is very small, only tens of thousands.”
“The number may be less than the last Vibrava.”
“Wow—”
Everyone suddenly stopped Roar, but panicked. Some people even fell to the ground at once, and a few women from the Yellow Bug tribe wanted to run back.
This is called less?
The Horde has never encountered so many Victreebels!
“But!”
He Chen immediately burst out.
Everyone looked towards He Chen at once and stopped.
The night sky suddenly fell silent, leaving only He Chen’s voice.
“But! We have stone blades, stone sticks, we have partners! The mighty Butterfree! The mighty white butterfly!”
“The cubs of the Yellow Bug Tribe, we’ll see you later Come and help us too! I don’t want those bastards to see us get spanked by a few grasses!”
“Mighty Butterfree!” Someone shouted.
“I don’t want that old bastard in the corner to see what I am.” Wing also laughed.
Although I don’t understand scared witless, he can feel it is a bad word.
“We have wood house, farmland, orchard, and jerky behind us! And our own life! These belong to our green worm tribe!”
He Chen patted his thin and dark chest hard: “We still have a morning witch! We still have Suicune! We still have a grandfather!”
It’s actually quite ashamed to call himself a morning witch.
“I ask you, are you still afraid?”
……
Everyone in the audience looked at He Chen in shock, a little shocked. Also a little dazed.
Afraid or not?
“Poor heat.”
He Chen gritted his teeth.
He suddenly jumped off Suicune, and came to Zhi in a few vertical leaps: “Give me the package!”
Zhi blankly took out the animal skin from behind. down.
“Da Bai, use Silver Wind on that branch!” He Chen pointed at a slender branch outside the fence and yelled at Da Bai.
Dabai is the Butterfree of wings.
“What?” Butterfree looked at the wings suspiciously, and the wings were nodded before flying over.
And the tribesmen on and behind the fence don’t know what He Chen is going crazy.
You just said it well, why did you cut down the tree suddenly?
Everyone looked puzzled.
“What—”
Big White Silver Wind cut off a branch, He Chen immediately jumped off the fence, ran over to pick up the branch, and then climbed back.
“Morning Witch…”
Jian wanted to help.
But He Chen pushed him away and stood on the fence again.
He inserted the stick fiercely into the gap in the stake and tore open the hide wrap.
The package reverts to a whole hide.
He Chen glanced at it, saw the stone blade in Jian’s hand, and went forward to grab it.
“Morning Witch, what are you doing?” Jian was shocked.
Others looked at He Chen in confusion.
The night sky is silent and the Moonlight is bright.
He Chen gritted his teeth and fiercely swiped his left hand with the stone blade.
drenched with blood.
“Morning Witch, what are you doing!”
Everyone cry out in surprise.
He Chen wiped his left hand at will, and the blood spread.
Then he slapped the hide.
Stantler’s processed hide was slightly whitish, and a bright red palm print was clearly visible.
An irregular, scarlet palm print.
“This is our flag!” He Chen turned his head and waved his arms vigorously: “I will stand by the flag, unless I fall, the flag will stand here forever!”
“Where the flag stands, the tribe guards with death!”
Everyone was stunned.
This… what does this mean?
Wing stopped, and Jian froze on the fence.
Even Suicune looked at He Chen in surprise.
It was quiet, and needles could be heard.
“I, I am the witch of the tribe! I am Chen!”
“The tribe, guard me!”
He Chen shouted.
Blood pours out the will.
United will to become a city.
“Chen…you…”
Wing wiped her face, which was wet.
Jian felt a little choked up, speechless.
“Morning Witch! Morning Witch!”
Zhi shouted directly.
“Morning Witch!” “Morning Witch!” “Morning Witch!”…
Everyone shouted.
They stared at the crooked flagpole and the flags that were loosely fluttering on it.
Especially the dazzling handprint above.
There is also He Chen standing beside the flag.
They have a special mood brewing.
“Kill Kill Kill!”
Wings roar.
At this point, the people on the fence can already see the Victreebel colony not far away.
“Victreebels are not Vibravas! Vibravas are just passing by, but those Victreebels are coming out to eat us!”
“Everyone!”
He Chen endured the stabbing pain of the stab wound in his left hand: “Everyone be alert!”
He looked nervously at the jungle in front of him.
At this time, it is estimated that around four or five o’clock, the sky has turned white.
Suddenly, a large hand patted his shoulder.
“Boy, this is the flag, I’ll guard it, I’m the Boss.”
It’s the wings.
“Boss, let me come! I’m the toughest person in the tribe! Haha!” Jian said with a smile.
“No, let me do it, I should have died a long time ago.”
Mao’s voice was light.
“I’m coming!”
“I’m coming!”
“Dawn Witch, back up!”
“Morning Witch, Leave it to us here.”
He Chen was stunned.
He suddenly felt a sore nose.
Wing suddenly raised his hand to stop the crowd.
“Morning brat.” Wing did not continue to call the morning witch: “You are very smart, and you are also the most important person in the tribe.”
“If the tribe is destroyed, you must escape. Go.”
“Let Suicune take you out to those big tribes like worm tribes.”
“This flag, let me guard it, let me be the boss It’s kind of useful.”
“And you…”
“You are hope.”
Wing looked at the white sky in the distance, with some vicissitudes in his eyes.
“In the past, the worm tribe would not drill wood to make fire, there was only a ray of flame, and that ray of fire was all they had.”
“But with that ray of flame, the worm tribe That’s how it grew.”
Wing turned his head, smiling, his messy hair trembling slightly:
“Tinder, you are the Tinder of the tribe.”
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He Chen was startled.
Tinder…Yes! Tinder!
Almost forgot about this important thing!
Burn the fence!
At this time, the Victreebel community is very close, and the tribesmen with excellent eyesight can already see the drooling Victreebel.
It’s too late to talk to Wing.
“Fire! Go get fire!” He Chen yelled at the people below: “Last row, ladies, go get firewood!”
“We attack with fire !”
Just now, the formation was a little chaotic, but the woman in the last row still reacted and ran towards the wood house.
“Aunt Hua, go and prepare the wound medicine!” He Chen did not forget the preparation of the logistics medicine.
“All Butterfrees, lift off!”
“What!”
Dabai took the lead, and other Butterfrees followed closely from behind.
“What!”
Xiao Bai made an envious voice on He Chen’s head.
Its eyes are bright, staring blankly at Dabai.
Just now, He Chen cut his palm, it was very sad.
Because it’s not strong enough.
If it was as strong as the grandfather, He Chen wouldn’t have to.
“What—!”
Xiao Bai is a little envious and a little Rage.
“Meh!” “Meh!” “Meh!”…
The Catterpies under the fence should suddenly be with the little white Growl.
Sky, the rising Butterfrees all turned their eyes away.
They looked at Xiaobai.
Especially Dabai, there is a strange look in his eyes.
It has always been the boss of the Horde Pokémon.
At this time, it seems that Xiaobai is the Boss of the butterflies and insects.
Monarch Overlooking The Whole World.
…
In the cave on the top of the mountain.
Dee is holding a small wooden box, the big murderer inside is quiet, and Froakie next to him.
Actually the whole cave is quiet.
The grandfather of the White Butterfly was standing on the stone, and several children of the Green Worm and Yellow Worm tribe were sitting on the ground.
He Chen’s voices echoed faintly in the cave.
Di felt like he was losing control of his legs.
He wants to go down and see that “flag”!
He wants to follow He Chen!
He wants to accompany He Chen!
At this moment, he heard a faint sigh coming from the white butterfly grandfather.
“Good boy…good boy…”