Savage Land Chapter 2: Leaving the Tribe

Style: Fantasy Author: Lonely and desertedWords: 4108Update Time: 24/01/12 19:19:17
Yantuo's eyes narrowed slightly after hearing this, and she already understood in her heart that she fully supported her daughter's decision.

Judging from her daughter's performance at the moment, it would be good if she didn't settle the score with them. If she continues to pursue the matter, she will definitely fall out, and the gain will outweigh the loss.

Yan Shao will definitely be exiled. With his current injuries, it is impossible to survive alone. After that, he will send people to kill him secretly. The little kid Yan Liang will have plenty of opportunities to deal with him.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and glanced at his son. The father and son made eye contact and nodded slightly to each other.

"Okay, I will give the doctor a face. We can no longer pursue this matter, but Yan Shao has been defeated. He must be exiled immediately in accordance with ministry regulations. This is our bottom line."

Iwayuki turned around anxiously, grabbed her mother's arm, and said in a pleading tone with tears in her big eyes. "Mom, that's not possible. Uncle Shao is in such a situation. It's impossible for him to survive if he leaves alone."

It was particularly dangerous at night in the wild jungle. She knew that once she left the protection of the tribe and was seriously injured, she would not even be able to protect herself. Moreover, she might be hunted down by other tribes.

Yan Xi looked at her daughter and shook her head. She knew that the other party could no longer give in on the banishment. She stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears on her face.

"Yue'er, no one can change this ancestral system, but we can fulfill the responsibilities of a doctor. You go back and bring mother's treasure chest and treasured elixirs."

Yanyue glared at the great elder Yantuo and his son Yansang, with tears constantly falling on his face.

"What kind of rule is this? Why is it so cruel? Brother Yanliang already has no mother, why do you want him to lose his father?"



Yanyue stared at Yanliang who had fallen into a coma, carefully took off his shirt, and saw the soul jade hanging on his chest and the scars several inches long, his eyes became moist again.

One has lost his father since he was a child, and the other has lost his mother since he was a child. The two have been able to understand each other's feelings since they were young, and they have naturally become good friends.

When I was a child, my mother was busy rescuing people. When I was most helpless, he was the one who coaxed me and played with me.

When others bully her, he will always stand up and protect her immediately...

Always leave the best food to her...

She broke her leg five years ago. It was he who carried her for more than ten miles before finding her mother. In the end, it was he who took care of her sleeplessly.

In the monster attack two years ago, he used his weak body, which was only at the sixth level of the bronze body, to block the fatal blow for himself, otherwise he would have been killed by the monster's claws.

Over the years, many past events have been deeply imprinted in her heart. She has long regarded him as the most important person in her life...

Yanyue was stunned for a moment and then slowly recovered his thoughts, knowing that this was not the time to worry.

Yanliang had a beautiful dream while in coma. Every time this vague figure appeared, it made him feel particularly warm and his soul particularly comfortable.

"Mom, I miss you so much. I'm so useless. I regret that I didn't practice well before..."

"My son, know your shame and then be brave, know your shortcomings and then forge ahead. The fact that you think like this shows that you have grown up."

"It's too late for me to understand now. My father is in trouble now, but I can't protect him."

"Mom, I believe you can do it. When your will is strong enough, all problems will be solved..."

Every time that figure appeared, he left in a hurry. Yan Liang looked at the back and hurriedly reached out to grab it, "Mom, don't go, don't leave me..."

Iwayuki listened to his unconscious shouting "Don't go, don't leave me...", and the waving hand, and hurriedly held his hand.

There was a slight blush on her pale and handsome cheeks, and she hurriedly held his hand.

"Brother Yanliang, we...are all here...will not leave you..."

She took off Yanliang's last sleeve, looked at the swollen and severely deformed arms, and the slumped shoulders, and couldn't help but sob.

She called to her mother in a crying voice: "Mom, come and see Brother Yanliang's arm...Mom...come here..."

Yan Xi turned around and saw the broken arm with exposed bones, her face changed, and she hurriedly said: "Take them back for treatment quickly, here..."

Yantuo looked at the injury and felt very happy, thinking that they must separate the father and son. After saving Yanliang, he could not treat Yanshao with all his heart.

Before she could finish her words, she said coldly: "Doctor, it's time to banish the old leader. Team Three, escort the old leader out of the territory for me. If he is still in the territory for more than two hours, he will be treated as an enemy. Kill without mercy."

Yan Liang woke up slowly and happened to hear the elder's words. He looked at the elder coldly and said, "You are such a poisonous old man. You obviously want to kill my father. I don't believe you." How could God be so blind..."

He gritted his teeth and stood up with great effort, his right arm swaying for a while, causing the muscles on his face to tremble continuously. Upon seeing this, Yue'er quickly stepped forward to support him.

"Father, how can I let you leave alone? Isn't it just an exile? If I stay with you, I don't believe that we can be left in this jungle."

"Liang'er, you can't..."

Yan Shao's eyes flashed with relief, but he instinctively refused his son's request. He didn't want his son to make a fearless sacrifice, but he was interrupted by his son before he could finish his words.

"Father, you don't want me to live with guilt all my life, right? What's the point of a life where life is worse than death? Besides, can I really be safe if I stay here? It's better for us to give it a try."

Yan Liang turned around and bowed to Yan Xi and said, "Thank you, Aunt Xi, Yue'er. I, Yan Liang, will never forget this feeling in my life, and I will definitely repay you if I have the chance in the future."

Yanyue held his hand tightly and cried bitterly: "Brother Yanliang, how can you just leave like this? You can't survive the night like this..."

Yanliang looked at Yue'er's tears that kept falling, with an unexplainable look on his face, and his eyes were full of reluctance.

He raised his left hand and touched her head, "Yueer, you are so big, why are you still crying? Crying is not beautiful. Brother still has his left hand to use, don't worry."

"No, no, you lied to me. You all have no fighting ability. If you leave like this, Yue'er may never see you again..."

Yanyue's dark eyebrows were slightly clustered, and her eyes were red from crying. She suddenly turned around, knelt down to her mother, and kowtowed to her three times.

"Mother...my daughter is unfilial. I can't watch Brother Yanliang leave like this. I want to accompany him..."

Yan Xi frowned, and before she could finish her words, she hurriedly said, "Yue'er, you can't do that, you are the only relative of my mother..."

"Mom, my daughter would have died long ago without him. She wouldn't live long anyway, and I don't want to leave this world with regrets..."

She looked at her daughter with firm eyes and Yan Liang who was still sweating profusely but with an extremely strong will beside her, and sighed slightly.

"Then my mother will leave with you. With my mother protecting and healing them, they may be able to survive the night..."

When the great elder heard this, his eyes suddenly flashed fiercely, and he said: "Humph, you can leave the tribe if you want. As a doctor trained by the tribe, you are not allowed to leave without permission."

Yan Xi turned around and glanced at the elder, with anger flashing in his eyes, "What if I insist on leaving?"

"I don't care about them being insignificant, but if you insist on leaving, you will be betraying the tribe. Do you think we can tolerate you leaving alive?" the great elder said with cold eyes.

A sudden burst of cold air shot out of Yan Xi's body, making everyone present shiver unconsciously.

"Aunt Xi, we have grown up on this land since we were young. We will definitely be able to survive the night..." Seeing this, Yan Liang hurriedly spoke softly.

"Mom, don't worry. My daughter has been studying medicine with you since she was a child. There are ways to protect herself." Yue'er cried, grabbed her mother's hand, and put her head on the back of her hand.

Yan Xi closed her eyes, tears falling from the corners of her eyes. After a moment of hesitation, she opened them suddenly and looked at the great elder with cold eyes, while a fighting spirit radiated out.

"Yue'er, mother will give you a ride. If someone uses tricks secretly within twelve hours, I will let them try my tricks..."

This cold look made the great elder tremble in his heart. Thinking that he had some backup plans, he began to hesitate in his heart...

Yanliang slowly glanced around. Wherever his eyes passed, the tribe members lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at him. The indifference and ruthlessness of these people made his heart very cold, without any sense of warmth and security.

"Haha, what's so rare about such a Yan tribe? I, Yan Liang, have separated from the Yan tribe and drawn a clear line with you..."

He slowly turned around, looked coldly at Yansang not far away, and raised his left hand to point at him.

"Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, don't bully young people into poverty, as long as I am still alive, I will definitely come to take your head..."



After walking for half an hour, Yan Liang's body began to have a fever, but he still persisted. They had to leave the Yan tribe's territory within two hours.

At this time, both father and son were seriously injured and had little fighting power, leaving no excuse for the other party to take action.

The severe pain made his whole body drenched with sweat. Waves of dizziness kept coming to his head. His face was burning red, but he still persisted.

"I can do it...I can still persist..."

Whenever he couldn't hold on, he would think of what his mother said, and his strong will would support his body again, and he would use his mind to cover up the severe pain caused by the injury.

"Mom... I am not a... coward... I will definitely... persevere to the end..."

The pain did not weaken at all, it was still stinging him fiercely, as if it was determined to defeat him. The right side of his body seemed to be pricked by millions of needles. It hurt deeply, but he still did not make a sound.

After running non-stop for two hours, they finally walked out of the tribe's territory and out of the high wall surrounded by sharp logs.

As soon as they left the territory, wild beasts began to appear from time to time, but they were all dealt with by Yan Xi and her daughter. Fortunately, there were usually no monsters near the territory.

Yanliang started to tremble all over as soon as he left the territory. He had persisted to the extreme, his body had already exceeded its limit, and his consciousness was hazy, already on the verge of coma.

"Liang'er..."

"Brother Yanliang, mother, please save him..."

"Yue'er, help mother..."

There seemed to be a voice in Yanliang's mind, telling him to persevere and walk through this most painful road, and the road ahead would be smooth.

"My son, you must hold on. When your martial arts skills are unparalleled and your fame spreads all over the world, you can meet your mother. My mother has been waiting for that day."

"Mother...mother...baby...must...be able...to persevere..." Yanliang replied subconsciously.

The voice that Yanliang heard in his subconscious state was constantly guiding him. His consciousness was drifting and moving in the direction of the sound.

He was drifting, and he didn't know how long it took or how far he walked. He realized that he was blocked in front of a towering gate. He turned around and looked at the way he came, but he couldn't see anything in the mist.

Subconsciously, he felt that he was going to push open the door, feeling that he would be able to see a different world if he opened the door.

He looked at the door carefully. There were countless thin lines on the door, just like peripheral nerves. The golden light kept flashing on it, and it felt very mysterious and sacred.

"Push it away..."

The voice of his subconscious kept guiding him to open the door in front of him.

Yan Liang stretched out his hands and pushed forward, but the door did not move at all, just like an ant pushing an elephant. He tried several times, but could not push it.

He began to think in his mind: "With the current strength, it is impossible to push it away. Since it led me here, there must be a way to push it away."

He tried different methods one by one, but after all failed, he suddenly remembered what his mother said in his dream.

"When your will is strong enough, all problems will be solved"

"Is it thoughts? Can the power of thoughts be so strong? How can I mobilize it..."

When he thought of this, he immediately stopped moving, slowly adjusted his breathing, calmed his mind, and began to concentrate on thinking.

"Ideas are born from the soul and come from the heart. When the heart moves, the thoughts move..."

Standing here quietly, his thoughts seemed to be particularly ethereal. He suddenly had a glimmer of understanding, and gradually felt a different kind of power.

This power was both strange and familiar. Although he had only just felt it, it had always existed in his body.

"The heart, mind, and will are originally a trinity. As long as the heart, mind, and mind are in harmony, then the heart's movement will be the mind's movement, and the mind's movement will be the movement of the spirit. That's how it is..."

As the feeling became more and more profound, this power became stronger and stronger, spinning around him, becoming more and more powerful.

After a moment, he mobilized this strong force and slammed towards the door.

With a "boom", the door made a loud noise and trembled slightly.

"Come again!"

There was a "bang" sound, and fierce winds were blowing inside the door, and the huge force hit the door like a tornado. The door creaked and moved back a little...