"A group of outsiders have come to the tribe. They are not some big tribes on the edge of the wilderness, but people from the big cities deeper in the human territory. They are very strong."
Pihu poured a glass of wine with a calm expression and talked about the beasts in the wilderness.
Secretly, he was giving Tang Xuanming a detailed introduction to the group of outsiders who came to the tribe.
"Did they find anything? Blood oats outside the tribe..."
Tang Xuanming shook his hand, loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again.
"No, there have been outsiders walking in the wilderness these days. The clan leader felt a little uneasy, so he harvested the blood oats in advance and did not plant them."
Tang Xuanming felt relieved and sincerely admired the old patriarch.
The old man who looks like a lion usually wanders around the tribe leisurely, rarely presides over affairs, has a low sense of presence, and does not participate in the affairs of the tribe most of the time. Unexpectedly, he can be so helpful in times of crisis.
"What's the situation in the tribe now?"
As long as the special features of the tribe are not noticed by the outside world and are not discovered by outsiders, the tribe will not be in too big a crisis. However, Pihu still has a serious look on his face, and it is obvious that things are not simple.
"Six outsiders came to the tribe, an old man, four young people, two men and two women. One man and one woman seemed to be servants, responsible for the food and daily life of the old man and the other two young men. They are now living in the tribe.
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Tang Xuanming opened his mouth, but before he could speak, the roar of the young servant from far away came over.
"Hurry up, Mummy. The young master has been hungry for a long time. Can you stop wasting your time? You are not enough to apologize for making the young master hungry and all of you dead."
"Barbarians are not disciplined enough, so they can only make fires and cook. No wonder they can only live in deep mountains and old forests."
Upon hearing such a roar, Pihu's expression remained unchanged, but the veins on his forehead twitched twice.
Tang Xuanming drank all the wine in front of him and said, "Is this how they live in the tribe?"
"Um!"
Pihu nodded with some difficulty and said through the message: "Their attitude is pretty good. We are the only tribe left within a radius of fifteen miles because our barbecue is delicious."
Tang Xuan Mingming's pupils dilated slightly and looked at the Pihu in front of him. If he remembered correctly, he taught the tribe in this unit, and after the church, he sent a group of adult hunters from the tribe to survey it.
The situation of the surrounding tribes.
At that time, there were thirty-two tribes within a radius of fifteen miles, with a total number of about a thousand people. He planned to unite these tribes and build a city in the wilderness after his return.
As a result, I heard the news that thousands of people from the wilderness tribe died without a sound.
Pihu's words did not contain much emotion, and his face was very calm, but the words he spoke in such a calm state made Tang Xuanming's heart plummet, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss.
In the center of the tribe, the servant was still shouting and giving orders, and those words could be clearly heard in the silent room.
"You mud-legged people should work hard for me. If my young master hadn't taken a liking to you, you would have become a pile of withered bones."
"The prosperity and power outside the wilderness are beyond the comprehension of you mud-legged people. The strong men from the outside world can kill you in the ground with one finger. As long as you can serve my young master well, the young master's fingers will
A drop of oil will be enough for you to enjoy endlessly."
Tang Xuanming expressionlessly picked up a pot of medicinal wine and poured it into his mouth.
"Has anyone died in the tribe?"
He thought he would get bad news, but to his surprise, Pihu's answer seemed a bit relaxed.
"No."
In the open space in the heart of the tribe, a bonfire was rising. Da Zhuang carried a huge log and threw it aside. He picked up a steel ax and had a trademark smirk on his face. He looked like a fool.
With a smile, he chopped the huge log into pieces of firewood. Beside him, the chopped wood was piled up layer by layer, piled high.
Three women with thick hands and feet were working together to lift a huge animal leg and put it on the fire to roast. What was strange was that the flame was not the usual orange-red, but had a faint hint of black.
They moved quickly, with beads of sweat on their heads. From time to time, they grabbed a handful of the surrounding condiments and sprinkled them evenly.
The movements are smooth, without any pause, and have a different kind of beauty.
A trace of the unique aroma of meat floats in the air, making people's mouth water.
A young man with a chubby face looked at it with greedy eyes and muttered: "How long will it take for it to be ready?"
"Humph, I only know how to eat every day and don't know how to do anything serious, Gulu!"
Next to him, a slender girl shouted dissatisfied, but her eyes were also fixed on the barbecue without moving away at all, and her stomach made a shameful sound.
"Haha, there are abundant ingredients in the wilderness, coupled with this tribe's unique cooking method, there is still merit."
A white-haired old man next to him stroked his beard with his hand, laughed, and smoothed things over.
"There is..." The girl wiped away a little glistening saliva from her mouth without looking for any trace, and said coquettishly: "If we search the wilderness with all our strength, maybe we will find the Demon Queen's wife by now. Now his Wang family,
The Lin family has already penetrated deep into the wilderness, and we are already far behind them."
"No rush, no rush."
The old man waved his hand and said with a smile: "How can it be so easy to find the Demon Queen? If it were easy, why would it be our turn to go deep into the wilderness?"
"The innate magical power of the Demon Emperor is not that simple. If he wants to hide it, none of us will be able to discover it."
The old man replied with a smile. He was not at all shy about the people in the tribe who grilled meat and chopped wood, but his eyes swept over everyone intentionally or unintentionally.
The three women in charge of the barbecue moved without any pause, as if they were all deaf.
Da Zhuang, who was busy all the time, chopping firewood quickly, kept his idiot-like smile, as if his brain was really underdeveloped.
Not far away, children playing in twos and threes were laughing and laughing, as if they didn't care at all.
"Yes, I am a little too worried."
Seeing this situation, the old man laughed at himself, he was definitely a little worried.
"It's just an ordinary tribe in the wilderness. They don't even know a single big character. If they are expected to barbecue, but if they are expected to know about the Demon King, it will be too difficult for them."
The old man's heart relaxed. As he watched the two young men playing and quarreling in front of him, his thoughts couldn't help but turn to the Demon Queen.
"Whose family will the highest-level bloodline belong to?"
The old man didn't notice that among the children playing in twos and threes, one was missing at some point.
Even if he finds out, he won't care, they are just a bunch of ignorant children.
At the same time, a five or six-year-old child broke into Pihu's house.