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This incident made Meng Jiuzhao a little dissatisfied with Black for a while. His views on Black still gradually changed as his understanding of the world gradually deepened: here, the concept of "tribe" and the concept of tribe on earth are still different. Similarly, the tribes here are actually more like gatherings. Every year, everyone agrees to a place to come together, mate, give birth, and share things after a short time together. When the next year comes, many of them will disappear, or There is no need to come, or it has been eliminated naturally, and there is no deep feeling among the people. After all, there are very few people like Black and White who come to a fixed place to participate in gatherings every year—their territory is near the breeding ground, and it is relatively convenient to come here.

Because I am very familiar with this place, it is undoubtedly a guide-like help for other Kantas, so other tribes are relatively friendly to them. Like the guy who lost the cub but no one told him, he was probably a guy who hadn't been a long time since he was an adult. If he didn't know a few people, naturally no one was friendly to him.

Meng Jiuzhao was born into a family with a rare good relationship in primitive times.

These familiar families get along more harmoniously. After the cubs are born with hairs faded and thicker downs are grown to show their faces, familiar families will even put the cubs together so that their father can go hunting. At this time, the cub has already recognized his parents, and it will not happen that he is stolen and cannot be found.

Black and White’s lair was honored to welcome a few fluffy little guests.

Among a group of hair dumplings, the bare Meng Jiuzhao looked unusually abrupt. Everyone was a cub. When these guys rushed for food, one by one was more vigorous. They flapped their little wings, and their little paws stepped on Meng Jiuzhao’s head and jumped up to beg for food. A group of fluffy little butts pressed on the bottom of Meng Jiuzhao's anger. He used the final weapon-cute, blinking and looking at white (today he was on duty, and Blake went out to let the wind go). Bai was directly knocked down, so Meng Jiuzhao was picked up and ate alone.

Although Duan Mao was the last to come out of his shell, his head was bigger than the others. Even in a group of Duan Mao, he stood out from the crowd. He was the first to think of the bad guy who stepped on Meng Jiuzhao's head. He is just like a pheasant at the moment. Stepping on top of a group of dumb hairs while jumping to eat, they are lively and strong. Because his abilities are strong enough, Bai didn't have to give him a small stove.

The cub’s life is basically nothing but eating and sleeping. A group of little guys quickly became sleepy. At this time, it was Meng Jiuzhao’s turn to be happy, with a dull hair on the left, a dull hair on the right, and a lid on the front of the head. On the body, so warm, so warm! The cub's down is much more comfortable and warm than the hard feathers of an adult winged person. Those soft and hot bobo belly moved Meng Jiuzhao to death.

In the evening, the adults brought back plentiful prey, and each of them was very happy. They can already eat meat and can distinguish different types of meat. This is an important enlightenment course in their lives. And Meng Jiuzhao still can only drink milk, eat meat or something, let's wait for him to grow his teeth.

However, the faces of the adults did not match the rich food, and they didn't seem to be happy with the food. On the contrary, they seem to be a little worried.

"This year's cold season will be much earlier." A winged man who looks very stable said, his name is Wei, the oldest of their relatively close tribes, and his words are highly credible.

"The females left earlier than in previous years. This is an abnormal thing in itself. Moreover, the animals on the downhill have already begun to migrate, and the ice is coming up faster than in previous years. We must go back." Another authority figure-Gulunza State your observations.

Several people discussed for a while, and they separately stated what they saw. Finally, when the situation was confirmed to be about the same, the representative of Wei went to other tribesmen to tell the matter.

With the approval of the oldest tribe, this year’s gestation season ended early. In the last days, the winged people began to let the cubs eat as much food as possible, and there was no time for them to grow up slowly. . Without carrying anything, the winged man only took his cubs and embarked on the journey.

Black and Bai worry a lot more than others: other people's cubs can eat meat, but they have a fragile, milk-feeding bald cub. Why is it so good that you are not at the age of hair removal, but you are naked, without the heat preservation of feathers?

In the end, they listened to Wei's suggestion, and chose a smaller big-eared beast as the new nanny, and took the road together.

Naturally, Meng Jiuzhao didn’t know the sorrows of his fathers. Although he knew what the adults were worried about, he didn’t know what it was. He was still asleep when they left. He waited until he woke up the next day. I found that I had left that warm nest.