The Caveman Made Me Awesome

Wood rattan beads looked away.

After learning that Ye Xi was not from a super tribe, he felt a little disappointed, but he comforted himself that it would be good to not come from a super tribe.

I heard that some super big tribes are good friends with the Chao tribe, and most of the partners are from the other tribe, and they have a close relationship. If Ye Xi came from those super tribes, after knowing that their Bang tribe offended the people of the Chao tribe, he might turn his face immediately. Shot and killed them.

No no no, no.

If you are on good terms with the chiggers, it is impossible not to recognize the chiggers, let alone help them get rid of them.

Mu Tengzhu rolled his eyes, and glanced at Ye Xi's attire vaguely. Looking at his exquisite bronze scabbard, perfectly tanned leather boots, and leather armor, he really couldn't figure out which city of Xi was. Mysterious tribe.

It's not easy for Xicheng to be able to raise such a young great witch, or...or is he actually very old, and he just used some kind of miraculous exotic flowers and plants that can keep him young?

Could it be a witch from the Wumu Tribe? !

It is said that the Wumu tribe has a strange tree that can keep young. Could it be that the big witch in front of him deliberately made up a name for fear of alarming them?

If this is the case, maybe their clam tribe can be saved!

I heard that the Wumu Tribe has a bad relationship with the Chigger Tribe!

Thinking of this, Mu Tengzhu's heart skipped a beat, and he treated Ye Xi with even more respect: "Great Wu, please come back to the tribe with us, our witches and chiefs must be very happy to see you!"

Ye Xi smiled slightly and nodded his thanks.

Mu Tengzhu bowed respectfully again: "Please wait for me a little bit longer."

After Ye Xi agreed, he pulled out the sharp bone knife, supported his body that had not fully recovered, and staggered to the side of the unconscious Mang Shan.

At this time, Mang Shan was lying with his face on the ground and his limbs spread out. His hair, animal fur clothes, and skin were all charred and black. It looked horrible.

Mu Tengzhu grabbed Mang Shan's shoulder and turned him over.

Mang Shan closed his eyes and breathed weakly. After the chigger left his body, he stopped smiling, and his dry lips were tightly pressed.

Mu Tengzhu narrowed his eyes, and aimed at Mang Shan's neck, he raised the bone knife high.

When the wooden rattan beads were about to be chopped off, Mubei suddenly hugged his arm and shouted: "Brother Mu, don't kill him!"

Mu Tengzhu frowned, and flung the mussels away.

Yibei begged with pleading eyes: "Brother Mu, Brother Mangshan, the reason why he offended the tribal people was for the sake of the tribe! If he didn't want to get the source stone for the tribe, he wouldn't be like this!"

Mu Tengzhu snorted from his nose, and sneered mercilessly,

"Do you think he will give you the origin stone? After turning around, it's still for his own use. What are you talking about for the tribe!"

Mu Bei muttered: "Brother Mangshan should be handed over to the chief, but Brother Mangshan is the most potential warrior in our tribe, so it will be given to him in the end."

Mu Tengzhu sneered: "So in the end, this source stone still belongs to him!"

He accentuated his tone, and said with a dark look in his eyes: "So he still wants to get the origin stone for himself, and our clam tribe is about to be wiped out!"

Mussel wiped her tears and said nothing.

He usually has a good relationship with Mangshan,

Because these days, they are in the panic of being about to exterminate their clan, so they hate Mangshan. But seeing him being burned like this, he still softened his heart.

Moreover, Mangshan was originally parasitized by chiggers and became a breeding nest for living chiggers. Even if he was not killed, he would not be able to survive, and would die of torture.

But now it's different, those chiggers crawled out of Mang Shan's body, although Mang Shan might become a fool, maybe couldn't even move, but he was still alive after all.

When Mu Tengzhu wanted to solve Mangshan, another middle-aged soldier also stood up to speak.

"Forget it, what if the Lian tribe witch regrets it and feels sorry for him, what should we do? It is said that only his sister and Mangshan are left for that witch!"

The life-and-death crisis just now cooled down the soldier's head that was burning with hatred. Thinking of this, he was a little scared, afraid that the Lian tribe witch would see his nephew die so badly, and come back to settle accounts with them.

That would be too wrong.

"Yeah, forget it."

Mussel tried hard to persuade again.

The sinister veins on the back of Mu Tengzhu's hand were bulging, and his face was livid and furious: "Forget it! Even if I spare him now, after a few days, he will die with us!!"

"Since you want him to die with us! Let's die together!"

He dropped the bone knife with a clang, his chest heaving with anger.

Mu Bei frowned slightly, and gave him a wink, telling him not to forget Ye Xi beside him.

After Mu Tengzhu saw his eyes, it was as if a basin of ice water had been poured on her head, her body was stiff and cold, and her anger was extinguished all of a sudden.

I was so angry just now that I even forgot that the mysterious great witch was still waiting, and actually lost my temper in front of him. This big witch won't feel offended and get angry, right?

Mu Tengzhu watched Ye Xi's face carefully, for fear of finding any signs of anger.

Because of this episode, Mu Tengzhu completely extinguished his desire to kill Mangshan, and waved to Mussel, signaling them to carry Mangshan back to the tribe.

Then he walked up to Ye Xi, and said with a bit of respect and flattery, "Witch, I kept you waiting, follow us to the tribe!"

Ye Xi nodded.

"Okay, you guys lead the way."

...

Ye Xi followed them to the clam tribe.

The Bang tribe is located in a valley with beautiful scenery and full of tung flowers.

The tung trees here are more lush than those on the river bank. There are no green leaves at all, only white and delicate flowers that form a sea. rain.

There is a small lake in the middle of the valley.

The water is light blue, smooth as a mirror, like a fine-colored emerald, and there is a veil-like mist on the lake at this time. In the ethereal and flowing mist, there are large swaths of dark green lotus leaves.

"Wow!"

A big clam came up, opened its shell, and spit out a stream of water droplets towards the lotus leaf.

The lotus leaves are suddenly covered with crystal clear, lovely and round dewdrops, they roll down from time to time, and gently fall to the water surface, making the water surface smudged with gentle ripples.

Among the dark green lotus leaves, there are many delicate lotus flowers that are either pinkish white or lavender. These lotus flowers have not yet fully bloomed, and they are just about to bloom, delicate and tender, swaying slightly driven by the water waves.

This valley is even more beautiful than the valley of Xiaotu Mountain, like a fairyland, Ye Xiguang just looked at it from afar and smelled the fragrance of tung trees and lotus in the air, his heart was already intoxicated.

He involuntarily lightened his steps.