Song Yong couldn't figure it out, and he didn't know what was going on?

The world of the primordial plane, that is, what it looks like around the middle of July.

Moreover, it is still under the natural environment of at least 90% of the plant coverage, and there are mountains and towering trees everywhere.

But God knows, why?

In the primordial plane, the ghost weather here today is surprisingly hot.

Even compared to the deep city of the modern plane, this kind of hot city in the south of China, which is more famous, has a significantly higher temperature in terms of weather.

He estimated that the outside temperature in primitive times was at least more than forty degrees.

Anyway, during the day in Shencheng, Song Yong, who often goes to the construction site, still feels no physical discomfort.

He was in the primitive era just now, and it was supposed to be a slightly cooler afternoon, but he had been riding a bicycle for half an hour.

Now they are all dizzy and dizzy, and there are some slight signs of heat stroke.

And in this kind of weather, a group of primitive people and natives still need to hunt in the mountains and forests, work in the fields, and God knows how they survived.

So, Song Yong, who returned to Gray Rabbit New Village.

After leaving his No. 1 cabin, he put down the backpack containing his personal belongings and collapsed on his large soft bed with the scent of a gardenia.

I'm going to lie down for a while to ease my somewhat uncomfortable brain.

Then, with a full mental outlook, as the supreme leader of the Gray Rabbit Tribe, he appeared in front of those lambs who were about to join the Gray Rabbit Tribe.

It's just that Song Yong, who was lying on the bed, closed his eyes happily for a while.

A voice sounded outside the door, it was the scoundrel who had only been separated from him for a long time.

I only heard the hooligan outside the room, and his mouth shouted like this: "Brother Yong! the envoy of the Tough Bone Tribe wants to see you immediately, do you see it or not?"

Thinking that the envoy of the Tough Bone Tribe came over this time, whether it was the five fires he brought over, or the population of more than five hundred, it was a great gift.

Even if Song Yong didn't even want to move his fingers at the moment, he still struggled to sit up from the bed.

In a tone full of helplessness, he replied to the door: "Wait for me to clean up a little, and after a while, you will bring the messenger of the Tough Bone Tribe over." ”

After the gangsters outside the door left, Song Yong rummaged through a rough cabinet made of solid wood on one side of the room.

He didn't stop until he pulled out a small box of cooling oil, and after applying it to his temples, his whole body felt refreshed......

The envoy who led the team over this time was still the old acquaintance of the bones.

That is, in the spring, on the way to the Shangsi Festival, there was a conflict with the Gray Rabbit tribe.

And on the Shangsi Festival, with the hooligan who first reported the nickname of 'Blood Shadow Crazy Knife', the two sides fought a one-on-one battle, and finally the unlucky guy who was almost hacked to death by the hooligan.

So, after suffering several big losses in a row.

When the young man, who had been beaten many times by life, appeared in front of Song Yong again, it was called a very respectful attitude.

"I have met the honorable Gray Rabbit, and I wish you all the best in your witch path. ”

After entering the No. 1 wooden house, the skeleton first bowed to Song Yong and said hello.

After completing this step, which he thought was important, he sat down on a small tree stump at Song Yong's signal.

For the next few days, it will be a review of the friendly relationship between the two tribes, as well as a bright prospect for the future of joint progress.

In short, after such a routine, even Song Yong, who participated in it and said these nonsense in his mouth, felt a little unspeakable pain.

But this nonsense, if you don't say it, it still doesn't work.

Because if you come up and get straight to the point, wouldn't it seem that he is a gray rabbit, and there is no level at all.

It's always the nonsense of the opening, and the real focus is coming, and the envoy began to say what he meant this time:

"Dear Lord Grey Rabbit, all of your captive immediate family members, including children and mothers-in-law, a total of five hundred and ten have been delivered as promised, and we at the Tough Bone Tribe can guarantee that nothing is left untouched. ”

After saying that, the skeleton took off the large package of animal skins that he had been carrying behind him.

Carefully taken out of the package, five wooden boxes carved out of positional wood were placed on the small square table in front of Song Yong.

This is what the mouth says:

"Inside these five wooden boxes are the five fires that the Glac Witch has agreed with you, and after counting these, the promise of the Glossay Tribe will be fulfilled. ”

"That's right, Lord Tough Bone is indeed a believer. ”

Song Yong nodded, and made a very high evaluation of the practices of the Tough Bone Tribe.

But in his heart, this thing basically put all his thoughts into the five boxes on the low table in front of him.

Last time, the spark of the Gray Rabbit Tribe was just a spark that fused with the Cuiyu tribe, and it was like swallowing old ginseng.

In the following time, the gray rabbit tribe was able to have so many totem warriors born.

It can be said that the spark with great power has played the most critical role in it.

Well, there are as many as five more fires at once, and Song Yong doesn't know what kind of makeup he will make after letting the tribe's fires devour and fuse them.

How many totem warriors will there be in the future?

With such ecstasy, Song Yong opened one of the wooden boxes with his somewhat trembling hands, and then saw the sparkling flame in the wooden box.

For a while, Song Yong felt that it was the most precious treasure in the world......

After looking at it for a long time, Song Yongcai collected all the five fires into the cabinet in the room.

Even he had decided, after tonight's banquet, in the gap before the square ball.

A grand sacrifice will be held, so that the fire of the tribe will fuse all five fires, so as not to cause a long night and many dreams.

After putting the tinder on the fire, Song Yong asked in a straight way:

"Tell me! What the hell is Lord Tough Witch trying to get from the Grey Rabbit Tribe? ”

Asking this question, Song Yong felt that there was nothing wrong with it!

Even if he didn't get along with that tough witch Jiang Ying for too long, the kind of woman who would take his bed sheets away when he was leaving.

Now that the benefits are so simply delivered, it would be strange if there were no other ideas.

After hearing this, the skeleton did not speak, but solemnly took out a hemp rope with intricate knots from the animal skin bag around his waist.

There is no doubt that what Jiang Ying's woman wants to say is inside, and she says it quite secretly.

After receiving the hemp rope, Song Yong played with the knots one by one, and at the same time, he also injected his spiritual power into it, using the correct way to open this contact between the witch realm.

The problem is that at first, the expression on Song Yong's face looked relaxed, but then it became more and more weird.

After he completely put down the hemp rope, his whole person was like a plague chicken, and he had become without any spirit.

"Brother Yong, what did it say?"

After seeing this, as an envoy to meet with other tribes, the hooligan who existed as a guard couldn't help but ask.

It's a pity that he asked the iron plate now.

Their Yong brother glared at him angrily, and reprimanded him in his mouth: "Shut up, don't ask about things that shouldn't be asked, and keep you up for a wool." ”

After scolding the hooligans, Song Yong said to the skeleton:

"Okay! I agreed to what you said to the Tough Bone Witch, just let her send someone to the Gray Rabbit Tribe to trade after the autumn harvest and before winter comes. ”

After saying that, Song Yong opened the only cabinet in the room again, rummaged through it and handed it to the skeleton except for a set of clothes.

Only three words came to his mouth: "Take it back ......"

Looking at the neatly folded set of clothes with delicate patterns and delicate textures, the curiosity in the hooligan's heart was raised to the top.

Brother Mao Yong will bring such precious clothes.

Without any conditions, he was willing to give it to the Tough Bone Witch, which is obviously not in line with the kind of instigated character that his old man has always had!

It's just that he can also see that it seems that Brother Yong's mood is a little bad at the moment.

In order not to be kicked out, it is better to keep your mouth shut.