As one of the few clansmen in the Dara tribe who does not have spirit beasts or even beast partners, Zhuma always hides a deep inferiority complex in his heart.

Most of the Dala people are kind and will not be ridiculed about this, but the eyes of sympathy and pity are still like sharp arrows, deeply piercing Zhuma's young heart.

Now she finally got what she wanted, and returned home with a heroic spirit beast partner, quite a feeling of complacency.

However, Zhuma still far underestimated the influence caused by the Golden Feather Roc.

When this huge, golden divine bird appeared in the stockade, the entire clan suddenly exploded.

Almost all the Dala people who remained in the village flocked to the house, pointing and arguing around Zhuma and her new companions, and the crowd was filled with curiosity, excitement, envy, admiration, and other emotions, and the whole cottage was full of laughter and excitement for a while.

For the first time in her life, Zhuma enjoyed the star-like treatment of the stars holding the moon, and while she was overjoyed, she couldn't help but feel infinite gratitude to Zhong Wensheng.

Why doesn't he want everyone to know about him?

"Zhuma, after returning home, if someone asks, just say that they met Jin Yu Dapeng by chance, don't mention my name. ”

Recalling Zhong Wen's entrustment to her, although Zhu Ma was puzzled, she still nodded obediently in agreement, but secretly made up her mind to keep Zhong Wen's kindness firmly in her heart, and one day she would repay it as a spring.

The noise outside finally alarmed the middle and high-level members of the clan who were discussing important matters.

The patriarch Bejirt father and daughter, Elder Rog and Kulolo and the others who walked out of the council hall saw Xiao Ming, the expression on their faces was also very exciting, not much stronger than ordinary clansmen.

"Little sister, isn't this—isn't this the legendary divine bird, the Golden Feather Dapeng?" Kulolo was so excited that he couldn't even speak.

"Well, big brother, this is my spirit beast companion. Zhuma triumphantly hugged Xiao Ming's neck to show his closeness, "Its name is Xiao Ming, and it is an adult golden-feathered roc." ”

And Xiao Ming also rubbed her cheek very cooperatively, and one person and one bird behaved intimately.

"What's going on, girl?" asked Elder Rog happily.

According to the agreement, Zhuma talked about her and Xiao Ming's "chance encounter", only to hear everyone amazed, and they all envied the little girl's good life, and she was able to have such an adventure.

Only a hint of suspicion appeared on Gan Duyun's fair face, and her beautiful and clear big eyes glanced at Zhong Wen from time to time, as if she had guessed something.

The sensation caused by the Golden Feather Dapeng lasted for nearly half an hour before it gradually subsided, and Zhuma's little head was raised high, like a proud peacock, walking in the direction of Xiao Ming's own house.

"Zhong Wen, you have to come to my house for dinner tonight!" Kulolo dragged Zhong Wen very enthusiastically, "My mother-in-law doesn't say anything else, her cooking skills are definitely the first in the clan, you are my savior, she will definitely show her housekeeping skills to entertain you." ”

"Kulolo, Zhong Wen and I were comrades-in-arms during the border war. Gan Duyun said with a smile, "It's rare for him to be a guest in the clan, and this first meal should be made by me." ”

"Isn't the grace of saving your life more important than the love of comrades-in-arms?" Kurolo shook his head like a rattle, "I ask you for today's meal, you want to catch up on the past, it is better to wait until tomorrow." ”

"Speaking of kindness, he once saved the lives of my master and the evil man on the battlefield. Gan Duyun did not back down, "I owe him no less than you." ”

For the hospitable Dara people, the first reception is especially crucial when they meet an important guest, so for an outstanding person like Zhong Wen, neither Gan Duiyun nor Kulolo want to give up the power of priority to entertain.

"How about this?" Seeing Gan Duyun's resolute attitude, Kurolo retreated, "Let's entertain Zhong Wen together, but the banquet has to be set up at my house." ”

"Shared hospitality? No problem. Gan Duyun smiled slightly, and then said, "But since it is a banquet for VIPs, the more spacious the place, the better, your house is too small, it is better to set up the banquet in my house." ”

Pierced the old iron!

"Madara, you're a bit of a liar. ”

Hearing Gan Duyun's blunt mention of housing conditions, Kurolo couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

In terms of living environment, who can compare to the patriarch?

As the daughter of the patriarch, Gan Duiyun's family has almost three times the size of Kurolo.

"Zhong Wen, it's better for you to choose. He rolled his eyes, suddenly turned his head to look at Zhong Wen, and said solemnly, "Which one do you want to visit first tonight?"

Zhong Wenzheng was immersed in the emotions of the heroine of an idol drama, and almost shouted the sentence "Don't fight anymore, don't fight for me!"

Unexpectedly, Kurolo would suddenly throw the problem on himself, and he was embarrassed, only to feel that no matter which side he agreed, he would make the other side sad, and hesitated for a while.

At this time, his eyes happened to be aimed at Zhuma and Xiao Ming, who were about to arrive at the end of the mountain road, and he had an idea, and said with a smile: "It's rare to have the opportunity to come to the Dala tribe as a guest, and I met Zhuma's little sister to get a spirit beast partner, such a good day for double happiness, just eating at home, it's too lonely, today's weather is good, why not have a bonfire party, everyone is lively together?"

"Bonfire?" Gan Duyun couldn't help but wonder when she heard the word for the first time, "What's that?"

Zhong Wen explained the concept of the bonfire party in his previous life, and Gan Duyun's face suddenly showed a sudden look: "It's a little similar to our ceremony of worshiping the gods of Dala at the beginning of each month, Kurolo, what do you think?"

"That's a good proposition. Kurolo pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "In three days, we and the Kuntu are likely to have a big battle, and a 'bonfire' party at this time can boost morale." ”

"Okay, then I'll go talk to Daddy. Gan Duyun laughed, turned around and drifted away, leaving only a graceful and beautiful back.

Zhong Wen looked in the direction she left, but saw that among the high-ranking Dala people in the distance, several young and middle-aged men were staring at their location with wide eyes, their expressions were not friendly, and there seemed to be a hint of hostility.

He recalled it in his mind for a long time, confirming that he did not know those Dala youths, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Kurolo also seemed to be aware of this, and couldn't help but sigh, and was about to say something, but he heard a crisp and delicate voice in the distance: "Zhong Wen, Zhong Wen!"

It turned out that Zhuma's little girl was dangling around her house, and she couldn't bear the loneliness, so she ran out to find Zhongwen to play again.

Since returning from the "Ten Thousand Eagles' Nest", the little girl has become very familiar with Zhong Wen, and is no longer called "distinguished guest", but called her by her name.

"What's wrong, Zhuma?" Zhong Wen greeted with a smile.

"Can you teach me a few more words of Dapeng?" said Zhuma, standing on tiptoe, bringing her mouth close to his ear and whispering.

"No problem. Zhong Wen squeezed his eyebrows and said, "Let's go over there and learn secretly, and come back to scare them." ”

"Okay, okay. Zhuma's face was flushed and excited.

What an amazing boy!

Kurolo knew that his little sister seemed to be lively and cheerful, but in fact, he was rarely close to people except Gan Duyun, and even with his eldest brother, he didn't have much communication, watching Zhong Wen and Zhuma disappear at the corner of the mountain road with a smile, he couldn't help but have an incredible feeling in his heart.

"Kurolo, is that the young man Elder Rogge was talking about?" a thick voice sounded from behind.

"Yes, he is Zhong Wen. Kurolo frowned, but didn't turn around, "This is my savior, Doron, don't mess around." ”

"Don't worry, I won't hurt him. Duolong said in a deep voice, "It's just that I want him to recognize himself, don't have delusions, and mess with the idea of Bande, the only person who can be worthy of Bande is me Duolong." ”

By the time Kurolo turned around, Dolong had quietly left.

I'm not worried about his life, it's you!

Kurolo stroked his forehead with his hand and shook his head helplessly.

......

This night, the Sky Eagle Peak was full of people and lively.

Halfway up the mountainside, where it should have been quiet, several blazing bonfires emitted a dazzling brilliance, illuminating the small half of the mountain forest in red and shining.

Perhaps it was the call of the patriarch, the number of Dala people who attended the "bonfire party" this night was surprisingly large, the whole Aquila Peak was full of laughter, the sturdy men drank and ate meat, and the beautiful Dala girls sang and danced, showing their slender and graceful figures, attracting the attention of countless single guys, some cheering, some applauding, some whistling, and even a few eager guys, picking colorful wildflowers directly from the mountains, and then rushed forward to express their hearts to the girl they liked.

Two of them fell in love with the same girl, and immediately staged a full martial arts in front of the girl, and finally the girl threw herself into the arms of the winner, but the defeated guy didn't seem so angry, just patted his cheek in annoyance, and soon showed his smile again, and very generously stepped forward to offer sincere blessings to his rival, which made Zhong Wen dumbfounded and admired.

"Zhong Wen, Kurolo is my right-hand man, and he is an indispensable warrior of the Dara clan. Patriarch Begiert was full of smiles and came to Zhong Wen with a wine glass, "You saved Kulolo's life, you are the benefactor of our Dara clan, come, I will toast you!"

"Uncle, you're polite. Zhong Wen smiled, briskly touched the wine glass with Begiert, and drank it all.

"I heard that you took good care of Madara on the battlefield of Xiqi. "As a father, I must thank you again, come on, go one!"

With Zhong Wen's current physical fitness, even if he soaked him in spirits for three days and three nights, he could no longer produce the slightest drunkenness, so in the face of Begiert's toast, he was calm and did not refuse.

"Sure enough, the hero is a teenager. Begiert made no secret of his admiration for Zhong Wen, and said with praise, "I heard Bande say, you are not only advanced in cultivation, but also proficient in medical skills, you are so good at a young age, compared to you, those boys in our clan are really living in vain." ”

The speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, and many young people of the Dala tribe around looked in the direction of Zhong Wen, and their faces were full of disberence.

"Uncle, keep a low profile. Zhong Wen waved his hand embarrassedly.

"Young people who have the ability should be more public. Begiert smiled heartily, "Don't learn from those big officials, they are polite on the surface, and they know how to be bad behind their backs!"

"Yes, don't look at my temper now, I think I was a thorn in the head. Kurolo also interjected, "In order to pursue the most beautiful girl in the clan, I have beaten more than a dozen competitors, including the eldest son of Elder Rogge, and the elder has not spoken to me for a whole year for this!"

He laughed as he picked up his wine glass to pour Zhong Wen.

IMMEDIATELY AFTERWARDS, KULOLO'S PARENTS, WHO HAD ALREADY WON ZHONG WEN'S RESPECT BEFORE THEY MET, AS WELL AS ELDER ROGGE AND OTHERS, ALSO STEPPED FORWARD TO TOAST ONE BY ONE, AND IN LESS THAN HALF AN HOUR, ZHONG WEN'S SIDE WAS ALREADY FULL OF EMPTY WINE JARS.

Ning Jie was just chatting quietly with Gan Duyun on the side, and she didn't seem to be worried about Zhong Wen's situation.

The little girl Zhuma couldn't stand it anymore, she stepped in front of Zhong Wen, snatched the wine glass from his hand, and her delicate little face was full of concern: "Zhong Wen, you have drunk too much, and if you continue like this, it will not be good for your health." ”

Begiert and the others looked at each other, and then burst into laughter.

"A handsome young man is just a good eat!" Begiert said with a smile while holding his stomach in one hand and patting the ground with the other, "It's only been a day since I came, and I stole our little Zhuma's heart!"

"Uncle Patriarch is talking nonsense!" Zhuma suddenly blushed with shame, and paced his feet in a loud voice, "That's not the case!"

"Girl, you have a good eye. Begiert drank a lot, and was already a little drunk, and said openly, "To tell you the truth, even I want to marry Madara to him." ”

"No!"

As soon as these words came out, several voices came from all over the crowd at the same time, and the originally lively atmosphere instantly became a lot colder.

Immediately afterwards, four sturdy figures squeezed through the crowd and appeared in front of Zhong Wen and the others almost at the same time.