Hearing the old man's words, the middle-aged man smiled, "These things are mine now, I want to take them back, haha, let's ask whether my fist agrees."

As he said that, the middle-aged man deliberately clenched his fists, illuminating his muscles, and his attitude was a bit arrogant.

The old man had a dark face, "Hmph, the Yu family killed my tribe and seized my treasures, and bullied people too much. The old thief of Yukun, leave his life."

As the old man roared, he waved the wooden stick in his hand and led his tribe members directly to the group of people opposite him.

The opposite side was also unambiguous. The people from both sides quickly fought in the valley, shouting and scolding, and shouting and scolding were endless, shaking the surrounding mountains.

Swish!

Just as the two sides were fighting, the sky suddenly became darker. Everyone in the fierce battle was stunned. They felt an inexplicable sense of danger coming. They stopped fighting and looked up. They seemed to have been torn a hole by an invisible big hand, and a strong light shot out from the hole.

Several figures landed from the void.

Everyone stared at the sky blankly.

"God?"

"Has the god descended to earth?"

After a few seconds of stunned , the old man and the middle-aged man dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground .

"Greetings to the gods!"

"Greetings to the gods!"

...

There were waves of mountain crying below. Su Hang had just come out of the space passage and came out like this. He was a little confused. He looked down and saw a large group of people kneeling at his feet, as if he was worshiping his ancestors, all of whom were so pious.

What are they talking about?

The language from 100,000 years ago must have been very different. Su Hang couldn't understand it at all, so he looked up at the sky and realized that maybe the way they appeared just now was too dazzling and was regarded as gods by these people and descended to earth.

These should be the natives on the earth 100,000 years ago?

Looking at the existences like savages under his feet, Su Hang couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Let's go!"

Buxu and the others. They don’t want to waste time, they want to find Su Xi immediately.

However, Su Hang was not in a hurry to leave. The earth 100,000 years ago, and Shuzhong 100,000 years ago must have had a huge change from 100,000 years later. Without a reference, I want to find Su Xi. I am afraid it is quite difficult.

It just so happens that there is such a group of natives who can go up and ask.

Su Hang floated down, and several old men followed closely behind.

When the two gangs saw Su Hang and others approaching, they all looked close to the ground, their bodies trembling, and they didn't even dare to look up.

Su Hang opened his mouth and wanted to ask something, but they definitely couldn't understand it when they thought that they were using language from later generations. They hurriedly shut their mouths again.

The language was not understood, and Su Hang couldn't help but pull out the learning god system and scanned the old man in front of him.

Name: Snake Wind.

Age: 67 years old.

Realm: Level 3 and third grade.

Extractable expertise:...

Level 3 and third grade, which is only at the level of a martial artist, and is not even innate. Su Hang couldn't help but feel a little surprised and disappointed. Are the ancient humans 100,000 years ago so weak?

Maybe it just happened that I encountered a group of weak ones.

Without thinking too much, Su Hang searched for the information about Snake Feng, and found language skills, extracted and learned from a lot of strange abilities.

The third-level ancient Shu language consumes very little energy points, and of course, it takes less time to learn. After all, he is now in the realm of returning to the virtual world.

After a few breaths, Su Hang opened his eyes and most of the information about ancient Shu language had been integrated into his mind, as if he had used his mother tongue since he was a child.

"You're called Snake Feng?"

Su Hang looked at the old man kneeling in front of him, and a accurate ancient Shu word popped out of his mouth, which shocked Buxu and others.

This kid must have been here for the first time. He actually knows the native language here. It's really weird. At least, they don't understand what Su Hang is saying.

It can be seen that these natives were very awe of the so-called gods.

"Little Snake Wind, pay homage to the God."

When the old man heard this, his body lies lowered. The god of heaven is worthy of being a god. He hasn't even spoken yet, but he actually knows what his name is.

"Get up and talk." Su Hang pointed at the snake wind duct.

"I don't dare." The old man trembled all over and didn't dare to get up at all.

Helplessly, Su Hangdao, "What were you doing just now?"

It would be fine if he didn't ask, but the old man immediately cried when he heard it, "Please ask the gods to make the decision for the young ones."

As he said that, the old man kowtowed to Su Hang suddenly.

A black line flashed across Su Hang's forehead, "Say."

The old man looked at the middle-aged man who was kneeling beside him and looked at Su Hangdao, "The god of heaven is above, the little one is the snake clan. Our people have always been obedient and disciplined and have never had any evil with foreign tribes. The little one is the Yu clan man, Shou Kun, who sneaked into our clan's altar the day before yesterday and stole the treasures from our clan. The little one followed him all the way and asked the god of heaven to take charge."

Khan, it turns out that this is the case.

After hearing this, Su Hang looked at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man felt Su Hang's gaze and immediately buried his head, lying on the ground and did not dare to look up.

"Is this the case?" Su Hang spoke to the middle-aged man.

"God of God, please spare me." The middle-aged man was so scared that he shouted quickly.

Su Hang was angry, "Take someone else's things casually, this is your wrong thing. If you take someone else's things and fight with someone, this is even more wrong. If you take someone else's things, hand it over quickly."

"yes!"

After hearing Su Hang's words, the middle-aged man had nothing to say, and was sweating profusely. He quickly took a small box out of a leather pocket on his waist.

A small rectangular box is not big, black wood, and looks rough in workmanship, with some twisty rough patterns similar to snakes.

The middle-aged man looked at Su Hang with a box, but Su Hang was not very interested. What kind of treasure can a broken box be filled with?

After winking, the middle-aged man quickly handed the box to the old man with the snake tribe.

The old man hurriedly took it, and excitedly lifted the lid and took a look.

From the gap when the lid was lifted, Su Hang saw the thing in the box.

That's not a treasure. It turned out to be just a small snake, a small snake with a small finger as thick as a vermilion.

It turns out that there is a snake clan. Use a small snake as a treasure. Perhaps, this small snake has any special significance to them. What thoughts did these ancient ancestors have? Su Hang, who came from a civilized society, cannot understand.

"Thank you, Lord God."

Seeing that the treasure was lost and regained, the old man covered the box and bowed directly to Su Hang. The Snake clan people behind him also kept bowing and shouting. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!