"Tang Xuanming, you lazy idiot, why did you get up so early today?"
As soon as Tang Xuanming pushed open the simple wooden door, Hemerocallis's face came into his eyes, but there was no huge and ferocious bird beside the girl.
"It's good to see you again."
"You big-headed ghost! If you can't lift it with your hands or carry it on your shoulders, don't expect me to marry you."
Hemerocallis's rough words made Tang Xuanming's cheeks twitch, but he felt inexplicably relieved.
Here he doesn't need to worry about the Qin army that may appear at any time, he doesn't need to be on guard against the elusive quicksand assassins, and he doesn't need to be afraid of the Yin-Yang family's terrifying Six Soul Curse Seal. He couldn't be more comfortable.
"Snapped!"
Hemerocallis slapped Tang Xuanming on the shoulder with a very careless slap. If it were normal, Tang Xuanming would definitely be slapped to the ground by this light slap.
But now he doesn't even tremble, and the heavy palms in the past can no longer feel the strength, just like a normal greeting.
"Hey, no wonder you got up so early. It turns out your qi and blood are stable."
The girl was surprised and her tone was inexplicably happy.
"Well, we can now work with the clan leader, and Erya can finally have a husband."
The girl was so happy that she turned around and left.
Tang Xuanming was confused and instinctively felt that something bad was going to happen. He dragged the fengfenghuohuo girl and asked doubtfully: "What are you going to tell the patriarch? What does it mean that Erya wants to have a husband?"
"The energy and blood are indeed stable, and they are able to hold me back. Hey, where do you put your dog's paws?"
The girl slapped Tang Xuanming's hand on her waist away, and said matter-of-factly: "Of course you are going to marry Erya. If you are not strong enough, just give birth to more babies for the tribe, and give birth to two more capable babies."
alright."
"puff!"
Tang Xuanming almost vomited out a mouthful of blood and stuttered over his words: "Having... a baby? Why do you want me to go and have a baby with him?"
The young girl, Heng Cao, was confident and confident, "If you don't have a baby, why should I give birth to one? People like you who can't practice and protect themselves in the wild can only stay in the tribe and have babies."
"
Tang Xuanming was like thunder.
This guy got the wrong drama. He just killed an ancestral dragon, and the ant king's magic practice has reached an unpredictable level. Shouldn't he kill everyone next? Should the gods and ghosts fight against Yi?
What kind of ghost is someone who is caught giving birth to a child?
The tribe sends a wife for free, helps me solve the problem of being single and allows me to have a baby. Is there any solution?
Waiting online, very urgent.
Amidst the thunder, the girl had already packed Tang Xuanming away.
The tough girl was not weak at all, so she picked up Tang Xuanming with one hand and threw her on her shoulder.
Just like this, Tang Xuanming, who had a hopeless expression on her face, walked to the door of the patriarch's house, and said excitedly with her charming voice: "Grandpa, the patriarch, Tang Xuanming's energy and blood are stable, and you can have a baby.
"
The rosy-faced and white-bearded patriarch came over with a smile and touched Tang Xuanming's bones. He gave Hemerocallis a thumbs up, smiled and nodded: "Well, it seems that you have raised him well. He has been raised for only one month."
His energy and blood are stable."
He pinched Tang Xuanming's legs, arms and waist skillfully with his hands a few times, like a butcher selecting livestock for slaughter, and commented: "It's still a little thin, but the muscles and bones are still relatively strong. It can indeed be grown."
It’s a baby.”
Amidst the thunder, Tang Xuanming looked helpless and groaned: "I don't want to have a baby. Is there any other solution?"
"Yes, I have!"
The old and stooped patriarch is still taller than Tang Xuanming, and with the thick white hair and beard on his face, he looks like a mighty lion.
"As long as you can participate in hunting in the wild and support yourself, you are qualified to choose your own partner."
When I say this, coupled with the hideous scar on the left face of the clan leader, I always feel an indescribable and eerie feeling.
The girl Hemerocallis scoffed and mocked: "You're such a little kid, it's better not to think about going out to participate in hunting. That's just delivering food to the prey in the wilderness. It's better to just be a milk baby in the tribe."
A man's ridicule can be ignored, but a woman's ridicule cannot be ignored.
Tang Xuanming finally understood why the youths in the tribe had a mocking and disdainful look, while the adults in the tribe were friendly and kind.
The emotion is to treat him as a stallion, no, calling him a stallion is too flattering, it is to make him give birth to a baby in the tribe, a milk baby.
This is simply...can't you bear it as a man? In fact, it's acceptable if you think about it. It's so enjoyable to live like a worm waiting to die.
He took a deep breath, straightened his chest, and said seriously: "Hemerocallis, is your nickname Erya? If that's the case, I will take responsibility for this matter..."
Hemerocallis stretched out her hand and touched the side of the patriarch's house. A girl whose thighs were thicker than Tang Xuanming's waist opened her mouth wide. When she saw Tang Xuanming looking at her, the girl smiled with satisfaction. She looked even
Somewhat shy.
Tang Xuanming's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his whole figure seemed to be immobilized by the immobilization technique. He turned his head little by little and looked at Hemerocallis, and the girl nodded.
"vomit……"
Tang Xuanming suppressed the retching in his chest and abdomen, and could still hear the uncontrollable laughter among the tribe's teenagers. The teenagers' sarcastic words could be heard from a distance.
However, the patriarch, who was like a ferocious lion, had a serious face and said seriously: "Erya is the most fertile in our tribe and has abundant milk, but she is the most suitable for having children."
Tang Xuanming looked at the "girl's" breasts with the corner of his eye. It was definitely more than F. She was definitely a good hand in raising children.
But for Tang Xuanming, he couldn't accept such a "beautiful thing".
Erya smiled shyly and seemed to notice Tang Xuanming secretly looking at her, which made Tang Xuanming couldn't help but shudder.
He said righteously: "The matter of having children should be left to the heroes of the tribe. People like me should fight bloody battles in the wilderness and write the legend of my life."
The clan leader was stunned, as if he heard wrongly, and asked in confusion: "Are you sure?"
"Have you forgotten the fear of being dominated by the Moon Shadow Rabbit? The Moon Shadow Rabbit can be crushed to death by a tribal child with one hand, but it will chase you to the sky and nowhere, and to the earth."
Thinking of the Moon Shadow Rabbit with snow-white fur and agile movements, Tang Xuanming couldn't help but touch his butt.
At that time, he insisted on going hunting with the hunting team, but was kicked on the butt by the dead rabbit, and spent half a month training in the tribe.
The barbecue used to heal wounds was obtained at that time, but he could not forget the fear of being dominated by rabbits now.
Now he is no longer the fragile Zhan Wuzha he used to be. Thinking of this, he licked his lips and said, "I kind of want to eat braised rabbit head."