Facing a gust of cold wind, Ji Thief couldn't help but feel refreshed.

Sighing, Ji Thief stretched out his voice and said: "This has been held in the house for dozens of days, and I don't even have a loom, Usma, we are still known as the pillar of the Lihuo tribe's IQ." ”

Usma, who was following behind the thief, rolled her eyes: "If Ah Zheng also comes to help, we will make the loom early in the morning." ”

Ji thief couldn't help but shake his head: "No, it's rare for this kid to know how to work, you haven't seen him pay attention to it for more than two months, the logistics department is stunned to let him manage it in an orderly manner, not a single mistake has been made, and I want to detain him, but I can't find a reason." ”

Listening to the words that were out of the thief's mouth, Usma couldn't help but shake his head and said, "That patriarch, it will be more like it the next time you can keep a face when you say cruel words again." ”

Ji Thief laughed, put his hands behind his back, and his face was full of vicissitudes: "Ah Zheng, this child is rare to grow up, such a talent, how can I be willing to let him ninety-nine-seven." ”

Usma pointed to his nose: "So the patriarch, you are willing to let me..."

Before he finished speaking, a team of patrolling clansmen passed by, and when they saw the thief, they bowed their heads and greeted: "Patriarch." ”

Ji Thief snorted, and after those clansmen passed by, Ji Thief immediately put his hand down, and then tightened his clothes and muttered: "Damn, it's getting colder and colder, four or five days ago, it was this gloomy look, if it snows or not, it's dry and cold, and my face is frozen and cracked." ”

Complaining, Ji Thief suddenly turned his head to look at Usma: "What did you want to say just now?"

"Oh no, nothing. ”

Ji Thief suddenly laughed and said: "Speaking of which, Usma, when you were exchanged back from the Black Mountain Tribe, why did you lose weight like that? I have also seen the other captives, although they are thin, they are not as exaggerated as you, what's the matter?"

Usma looked at the thief directly: "Patriarch, have you wanted to ask this for a long time?"

Ji Thief nodded shyly: "Yes." ”

Usma sighed: "Actually, Patriarch, if you don't ask, I won't say it." Don't look at me so thin, but, because of my thinness, you saved my life, otherwise, you wouldn't be able to see me now. ”

Ji Thief's eyes widened: "??? Usma, you're not kidding, are you?"

Usma nodded, and said with a serious face: "It's true, I'm not good at hunting Patriarch, you also know." Because of this, in the tribe before me, I didn't get any food at all. ”

Ji Thief nodded, he still understood this, before he appeared in the Frost Valley Tribe, the primitive people had always adhered to the principle of eating more if they could work.

The more you hunt, the more food you get in your hands.

"Because I can't get food, I'm even more thin, and because I'm thin, I'm even less able to catch prey. ”

Ji Thief interjected: "It's like a dead loop." ”

"Yes. Usma said, "Later, when I went out hunting with my people, I met the hunting team of the Black Mountain tribe. Because I was too thin and weak, I didn't run away, so I let the people of the Black Mountain tribe catch me, and there were probably more than 100 people who were taken prisoner with me at that time. ”

Ji Thief: "??? I remember that I had obviously exchanged thirty-seven people back at that time. ”

Usma shrugged: "Let me eat it." ”

Although Usma's words were lighthearted, the thief could still see the panic that flashed on Usma's face.

It seems that the trauma left by the original Montenegrin tribe is too deep for everyone.

Thinking about it this way, I can't help but complain that after destroying the Montenegrin tribe, my reputation is skyrocketing, mainly because the Montenegrin tribe is too inhuman.

"Then you just said that you saved your life because of your thinness, what happened?" asked Ji Thief.

Speaking of this, Usma was a little embarrassed: "That, I forgot whether it was the eighth or tenth day for the Black Mountain tribe to catch, at that time, the old male captives were almost allowed to eat, and it was my turn..."

Before Usma could finish speaking, the thief directly interrupted him: "What do you mean that the old male captives are almost eaten?"

Usma looked at the thief suspiciously: "Don't you know, patriarch, that the Black Mountain tribe has always eaten captives first with old men, then old women, then healthy men, children, and finally women. ”

Seeing the bewildered look on the thief's face, Usma said, "They think that healthy male captives are better to feed than old captives, and they are not easy to die, so they eat old captives first." ”

The corners of Ji Thief's mouth twitched: "This, this group of beasts that exterminate humanity still knows how to pay attention." ”

Usma sighed and said, "Aren't I old, those brutes treated me as an old captive, originally intended to eat me, later, later. ”

As she spoke, Usma burst into tears.

The thief was taken aback, just thinking that Usma was humiliated by the Black Mountain tribe or something, and when he was about to persuade him, Usma cried out directly: "That group of bastards actually said that I was too thin and not hungry, so they threw me away and replaced me with another captive~"

The thief, who had already raised his arm to persuade Usma, put down his hand when he heard this, and scolded and whispered: ", waste Lao Tzu's feelings." ”

The thief cursed, Usma stopped crying, and flashed a pair of lewd eyes at the thief: "Patriarch, you said, I was so thin before, did you save my life? ”

For a while, the thief really couldn't find a reason.

Like, there's nothing wrong with it.

"Anyway, Usma, no matter how thin you were at that time, you were still a male clansman, and if you hunt with the team, you won't be able to get anything. Ji Thief said.

As soon as the words fell, I saw Usma's expression on her face.

The thief stopped and looked back at him: "What's wrong?"

I saw that Usma was a little embarrassed: "That, it's such a patriarch." I was too thin and stupid to ruin the tribesmen's plan to hunt many times, and in the end, the patriarch was angry, so he threw me into the female tribesmen's pile and told me to go out with them to pick fruit. ”

Ji Thief: "···"

"In the Frost Valley Tribe, Snow can catch prey alone, Usma, you thin is a bit too much. The thief snorted, and some didn't know how to say it.

Usma just laughed.

The two chatted and walked all the way, and before they knew it, they came to the northwest peak wall in the valley.

The thief looked at Usma and asked, "Climb up?"

"Hmm!" Usma nodded.

So, the two of them climbed all the way up the mountain wall.

"By the way, Patriarch, what was your life like before? I heard Lord Xue say that the first time she met you, you were caught by the Black Mountain Tribe? Is it true?"

Ji Thief nodded: "Yes." ”

Usma was surprised: "Then how did you escape? Hmmm... So..."

Usma originally wanted to say that the thief's force was so low, how did he escape from the hands of the fierce Black Mountain cannibals, but when he thought that he would be scolded for asking this, he didn't know how to say it.

On the contrary, Ji Thief's eyes became melancholy: "I? Before this year, I was just a muddy boy, I couldn't afford to buy a house, I couldn't afford a car, in our words, I was called a poor dick." ”

Usma was taken aback and looked at the thief in surprise.

After such a good time, the two of them had already come to the top of the mountain, Ji Thief stood still, looked up into the distance, sighed faintly, and said: "It's hard to be ruthless, I want to go to the suburbs to relax, and I came here in a daze, and on the first day I came, I almost let the top be chiseled. ”

Usma pointed to his feet and asked weakly, "Patriarch, are you referring to a large mountain range here?"

Ji Thief thought about it, and said that this primitive era was essentially no different from a large mountain range, and it was almost the same, so he nodded.

At this moment, a cold field fell from the sky.

The thief looked up and watched, and a snowflake fell on his brow, which in an instant melted into water by his body temperature and rolled down his forehead.

"It's snowing. The thief sighed.

Usma nodded, "yes." ”

Ji Thief put his hands behind his back and squinted into the distance.

Usma looked left and right, broke off a dry branch from the ground, took off the animal skin robe that was covered, and used the branch to make an umbrella, and propped it up above the thief's head.

The snowflakes fluttered and fell, but in about twenty minutes, the earth was covered with a layer of silvery white.

The thief pointed to the silver white, turned back to Usma, and asked, "What do you see?"

Usma: "What?"

Ji Thief laughed out loud and said the pretending lines that he had been thinking about for twenty minutes just now.

"The world!"