The thief glanced at Usma and said in his heart that it was a strange name.

However, since Usma stood up and made a good start at this time, the thief also nodded: "Yes, the Frost Valley tribe has accepted you, and in the future, everyone will be partners, come here, let's eat together." ”

Usma nodded respectfully, and after the thief, the group sat back in the middle of the valley.

When he saw a bonfire rising in the valley and the tribesmen all sat around the bonfire to roast and eat, Usma was even more surprised: "It is said that the Frost Valley tribe has a sacred fire and can make the food more delicious, but isn't that a treatment that only elders can enjoy?"

The fat elder who followed him said, "That was before, after the warriors came, it was easier to make a fire, and everyone could eat barbecue." ”

Usma looked back at the thief in shock.

Ji Thief was playing with the cub of the blade-toothed tiger at this time, and said: "Everyone has worked hard today, let's use a clay pot to boil some soup for everyone to drink, by the way, Lord Wizard, how is the refining of salt?"

When the witch heard this, she said, "I have obtained a lot of salt water today, but you are not here to boil the salt water to get salt, and I dare not do it." ”

"Well, if that's the case, then starting tomorrow, I'll be in charge of refining the salt, so let's get the salt water first, and everyone will use it when the soup is boiled later." Ji Thief said.

It was an ordinary conversation, but when it fell on Usma's ears, it was so surprising.

No matter in any tribe, the existence of wizards is second only to the patriarch, but in the Frost Valley tribe, such a noble wizard said that he didn't dare to say to the warriors?

This, what the hell is going on?

Also, what are the crockpots, the salt?

When he was surprised, the old patriarch asked Ji Thief, "Warriors, if they are not willing to join our tribe, do you really want to send them back to the Black Mountain tribe?"

Ji Thief stroked the chin of the little blade-toothed tiger, and said without raising his head: "Of course, I changed them back in order to strengthen the strength of our Frost Valley tribe, and if they don't join, I can only send them back." ”

The words of the thief, without revealing a trace of emotion, fell on Usma's ear, which was so indifferent.

He had no doubt that the thief would really do this.

"The warrior is right, what we planned at the beginning was to absorb them into the tribe to increase their strength, if they are disobedient, what's the use of keeping them?" said the thin elder.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now, let's eat first. Ji Thief said.

Everyone nodded, picked up the barbecue, and ate it.

Ji Thief stretched out his hand to take the barbecue handed by Xue, thought about it, gave it to Usma, and said, "Life in the Black Mountain tribe should be uncomfortable, come, you eat first." ”

Usma looked at the thief and didn't move, he was still thinking about what the old patriarch and the others were talking about just now, and the thief said a word, so that these high-ranking tribe leaders would shut up and not talk about it.

For a moment, Usma's heart was full of shock.

This Frost Valley tribe, is it the patriarch who says it, or the first warrior of the tribe in front of him?

Thinking to himself, he couldn't help but tremble a little.

No matter how smart the thief was, he couldn't read Usma's heart, and when he didn't answer, he frowned and said, "You don't eat?"

Usma came back to her senses and took it respectfully: "Don't dare, don't dare, it's just that I'm shocked that Lord Warrior will let me eat first." ”

Ji Thief waved his hand: "There are not so many rules in the tribe, as long as it is not an essential mistake, it is fine." ”

The old patriarch nodded.

Seeing this scene, Usma believed in her heart even more.

He carefully nibbled down a piece of meat, and then, with a long breath, said, "It's delicious." ”

Ji Thief said: "It's delicious, this meat was soaked in salt water before it was roasted, and you shouldn't have this kind of treatment when you were in your tribe." ”

Usma nodded hurriedly: "Our tribe can't eat barbecue at all. ”

Hearing this, Ji Thief was stunned: "What, don't you all know how to hunt?"

Usma looked up and looked at the thief with a puzzled expression.

The witch felt embarrassed, and hurriedly pulled the thief and said, "Warriors, it's not that they don't know how to hunt, but they don't have a holy fire to eat barbecue. In fact, each tribe is different, just like the Frost Valley tribe has the holy fire, the mountain tribe has a harder stone, the forest tribe has a good wooden spear, and the cloud tribe's wound medicine is the best. ”

Ji thief sighed: "Really?"

The witch nodded.

Usma looked weakly at the thief, and said to himself, "Don't warriors know this?"

As he was thinking about it, he saw the thief with his head down, faintly not knowing what he was thinking.

But how do outsiders know what the thief is fighting at this time?

From the mouth of the witch, the thief realized that each tribe has its own specialties, or his characteristics, except for the Montenegrin tribe, of course, this perverted tribe has the characteristics of cannibalism in addition to the large number of people.

Now he is thinking about how to deceive other tribes into their specialties.

For example, the hard stone of the mountain tribe must be more powerful when used to make a flying stone rope.

There are also the wooden spears of the Lin tribe, if they help, then the supply of spear throwers will not have to worry.

After all, no matter how good the wooden spear you make, the number can't go up.

If there are specialties of the Lin tribe and the mountain tribe, then the thief can let everyone in the entire Frost Valley tribe have such sophisticated weapons, and when the time comes, I am afraid that the Black Mountain tribe will not succeed?

"Warriors!"

Seeing that the thief didn't speak, the witch shouted at him twice.

"Ah, what's wrong?" asked the thief when he came back to his senses.

"What do you want?"

"No, it's nothing, did you bring the crockpot?" said the thief.

"It's coming. ”

"Oh, make the soup first, boil the soup first. The thief said, and began to think about how to deceive them from other tribes.

"Is this a crockpot?" said Usma, who saw the people put up the crockpot and start adding water to the soup.

"Of course, this is made by the Warriors, and none of the other tribes have it, and the soup made with this is delicious, and I will let you taste it in a while. Ah Niu said.

Between the words, he looked like a thief's little fan brother, you know, he had to kill the thief before I don't know how many times.

And Usma, who listened to Ah Niu's words, nodded hurriedly.

After waiting for a while, the bone broth wafted out of the fragrance, and Ah Niu gave him a bowl, so surprised that Usma looked back and forth with the bowl up and down: "What is this!"

"This is a bowl, and it is also made by the warriors for soup, be careful, it is hotter. Ah Niu kindly reminded.

Usma looked at the thief, and saw that the thief had cooled the soup in his hand and put it in the mouth of the little blade-toothed tiger, and watched the little guy drink it, and the other cub lying on his lap couldn't stop clutching the thief's pants.

Seeing this, the thief put down the bowl and let the two little tiger cubs drink by themselves, and suddenly, he thought of something and asked, "Have you fed those wild boar antelopes in the back mountain?"

The fat elder nodded: "It's all already fed." ”

"Well, do they look like they're running away?"

"Not yet, but the three rams have fought today, and a few circles have been broken, and the clansmen have repaired them. ”

Ji Thief thought for a while: "Tomorrow pull out two heads and slaughter, only one is left, if the male is fine, he likes to fight, which is not conducive to management, as long as he leaves a ram, he is not afraid of other sheep running away." ”

The fat elder nodded.

Usma asked curiously, "Sheep?"

Ah Niu explained: "You don't know, the warriors have raised many animals in the valley, so that our tribe will not have to worry about not catching prey and starving in the winter. ”

Usma's eyes widened for a moment.

Ah Niu also said: "In addition, the weapons we used to defeat the Black Mountain tribe, like what spear thrower, flying stone rope, were all invented by the Warrior, so to speak, the Warrior was given to us by God to the Frost Valley Tribe." ”

Ah Niu's words resonated with the other clansmen, and each of them began to praise Ji Thief.

In the end, Rao is cheeky thief was a little unbearable, and his old face was red and waved his hand: "Don't, don't talk nonsense, how can I be so powerful, don't listen to their nonsense." ”

Although the thief was modest, Usma didn't think so, he had a faint feeling, a feeling that the thief was by no means extraordinary, and that his decision to join the Frost Valley tribe was definitely not wrong.

Thinking of this, Usmar stood up with a thud, which startled the thief.

I saw Usma bend down unusually respectfully, and said to the thief, "Lord Warrior, I can persuade everyone to join the Frost Valley Tribe. ”

When the words fell, not only the thief, but even the other clansmen were stunned.

"Do you have a way?"

Usma nodded, "Yes!"