Return to Primitive Society and Become a Chief

Waiting for the black bear to leave, when Ji Pirate led Aliang and A Niu back, Usma opened her mouth to ask, but Ji Pirate's face was pale, and her throat kept rolling: "Go!"

With that, Ji thief walked alone in the forefront.

Seeing the thief like this, Usma didn't dare to ask, so she had to keep up.

When the group left the Heishan tribe, Ji Thief walked in the forefront, and the two short legs couldn't stop whizzing.

After leaving the Black Mountain Tribe for twenty minutes, Usma finally couldn't help it, and asked Aliang, "What's wrong with Lord Warrior? His face is so ugly?"

Aliang scratched his head: "It's nothing. Just now when Black Mountain was eating raw wild boar innards, Lord Warrior saw him eating the undigested feces in the wild boar intestines."

"vomit!!!"

Aliang's words fell, and the Ji thief who was walking in front could no longer carry it. He quickly ran to a tree and threw up with his voice.

"Master Warrior, are you okay!"

Ji Zei's reaction frightened everyone, and hurriedly ran over to slap Ji Zei on the back.

Ji Zei tremblingly stretched out a finger, facing A Liang: "If anyone talks about internal organs in front of me in the future, I will definitely not spare him."

A Liang nodded vigorously: "I know, Lord Warrior, we will never talk about internal organs, even if we talk about it, we won't talk about intestines."

"vomit!"

When Aliang's words fell, Ji thief started to vomit again.

However, Aliang didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and asked Usma and Aniu, "Did I say something wrong?"

Two people: "···"

"water···"

The Ji Thief who was holding the big tree wishing to vomit the meal overnight shouted weakly.

Usma looked left and right, looking embarrassed: "Sir Warrior, look for water from there."

Ji Thief was speechless. Just about to speak, he heard someone shout: "Warrior of the Frost Valley Tribe!"

"Who!" Ji Thief became sober.

"Warrior of the Frost Valley Tribe, go slowly, wait for us." Another voice sounded.

Aliang and A Niu turned back with their weapons at the same time.

Ji thief also looked up.

I saw that seven or eight thin primitive people hurriedly walked up the small road. The leader was the old man in the Heishan tribe who claimed to be Fenggu tribe.

"Is it them?" Ji Thief frowned.

"Does Lord Warrior know them?" Aniu asked.

Ji Thief shook his head: "I don't know, but I have feelings. I'm about to meet."

When they were speaking, these people had already arrived.

The leader of the Fenggu tribe clan panted, leaning on his leg: "It can be regarded as catching up with you."

Aliang looked at him with a weapon: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

The old man glanced at the wooden spear in Aliang's hand that had been improved by the thief, and stepped back in fear, placing his hand on his chest and saying, "My name is Babu, the patriarch of the Fenggu tribe. These are all mine. Tribe."

"Fenggu tribe?" A Liang was taken aback.

Babu nodded: "Yes."

Azhi and others whispered: "What does the Maple Valley Tribe do with Lord Warrior?"

"I don't know, but the Fenggu tribe seems to be similar to our tribe. In a large mountain range, it is the countdown tribe."

"That was before, now we have Lord Warrior."

"that's right."

Hearing these words, the expression on Babu's face was not very good, but he was asking for help, so he could not say it.

It’s just that the half-year-old child named A Jie next to him snorted: “I said how powerful your Frost Valley tribe is. Didn’t it mean that the Heishan tribe defeated the tribe? To work for the Black Mountain tribe."

Aliang frowned: "Boy, you talk nonsense, believe it or not, I killed you!"

A Jie stopped his chest: "Come on."

"Damn it!" A Liang had a violent temper, and couldn't tolerate others to irritate him the most, so he shouted at that time to lift his weapon and **** him.

"Aliang, stop." Ji Thief shouted.

Aliang, who had already raised his hand in the air, was stunned when he heard the words, and finally put down the wooden spear: "Yes, Lord Warrior."

The thief pushed away the Usma who was supporting him, took a step forward, and walked to the front of the patriarch of the Fenggu tribe, Babu, and asked, "Patriarch Babu, what can you do with us?"

Babu's face was embarrassed: "Yes, just want to ask the warrior, how did you lead twenty clansmen to capture so many prey?"

The thief screamed, as if he had expected Babu to ask this way, and looked at him calmly.

After all, when he was in the Heishan tribe, Fenggu tribe said that it was their limit to hand in two antelopes every day, so Ji Thief didn't think it was any surprise that Babu asked like this.

However, knowing that Gui knows, but it doesn't mean Ji Thief wants to help them.

"Oh, why did Patriarch Bab ask that?" Ji thief asked knowingly.

An embarrassing look appeared on Babu's face: "It's such a warrior. The Fenggu tribe is not good at hunting. Now, the Heishan tribe asks us for so many prey every day. This is exhausting everyone, and it can't be done. So, I want to ask the Warriors what method your Frost Valley tribe uses to catch so many prey."

Aliang chuckled: "Why should we tell you? Hunting is an important matter for the survival of a tribe. If we tell you our methods, don't we have to be hungry?"

When Aliang said this, Babu's face was very rich for a while.

Yes, hunting is the foundation of a tribe’s survival. The Human Frost Valley tribe is not related to you. Why should I help you?

In this primitive society, the so-called shared technology does not exist at all.

There are so many resources. Everyone wants to monopolize the resources. Who would share it with others stupidly?

Otherwise, the Heishan tribe will not force everyone to hand in their prey.

"If you don't say anything, don't tell me, what are you proud of! Patriarch, go, let's not ask them." A Jie couldn't stand Al Liang's tone, and pulled Babu and was about to leave.

A Liang waved his hand indifferently: "Walk slowly and don't give it away."

As he said, he turned his head and smiled at Aniu: "Just tell them how to hunt, they can't."

Ah Niu also smiled: "Of course, flying stone rope is the unique weapon of our Frost Valley tribe."

Seeing that Al-Liang’s attitude was so determined, Patriarch Bab had already left disappointedly, but after listening to their conversation, he subconsciously stopped in place: "Fly, flying stone? What is that?"

He turned around to ask, but Aliang frowned: "Hey, why are you still not leaving?"

A Jie grunted and snarled at A Liang, "Just leave, what to remind you! I really don't understand that there are only 20 clansmen left, what good looks are there!"

Al Liang was angry: "Damn thing, what are you talking about!"

While talking, A Liang came up with a weapon.

A Niu was afraid that A Liang would be wrong, and he also came up to help, but A Zhi, a ten-man team, stood still in place when there was no order from the thief.

When Aliang and Aniu moved, the members of the Fenggu tribe also came up with their weapons.

Babu was caught in the middle, and he couldn't help saying okay at both ends: "Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding, don't fight, let's go now, let's go now."

A Jie roared for fear that the world would not be chaotic: "The Frost Valley tribe insulted our patriarch and killed these **** who look down on people."

With the transfer of A Jie, the hatred between the two parties is even greater.

Seeing that a fight was about to start, Babu anxiously said, "You kid, shut me up!"

As he said, he stopped his subordinates with his own body, and said to Aliang and Aniu: "It's all our fault, we go, we go."

A Liang didn't want to be forgiving, and still wanted a statement.

After all, in this primitive society, there is no such thing as respecting the old and loving the young. Some are just enemies and the difference from friends.

"Old guy, you die for me!"

Aliang raised the wooden spear high and smashed it down at Babu.

At this time, everyone in the Fenggu tribe was stopped by Babu, and no one could save him. When the wooden spear was about to hit his head, suddenly, a loud shout came.

"Stop Aliang!"

This sound seemed to have a magical power. A Liang, who was about to open a scoop to Babu, suddenly stopped the wooden spear, and moved to the ground nearby. The huge power carried by the wooden spear all smashed onto the ground with great force, smashing the mud. It's a few feet high after flying.

Just now, Babu, who had closed his eyes and waited to die, had a distorted expression on his face. It has been a long time since there was pain in his head. He tried to open his eyes and saw that Alian turned his head and looked suspiciously, and asked: "Warrior. Sir, what's the matter?"