Inside the thick tent, Lan Yi was reclining on the soft longhorn skin, the weather was getting colder and colder, he didn't dare to go out of the tent anymore, and his legs began to hurt faintly, although it was not very unbearable for him, but this pain was like a thorn in his heart, he was the sacrifice of the Flying Dragon Tribe, he was the messenger of the gods, he couldn't be bothered by leg injuries like everyone else, he couldn't fall to the same level as that person, the person who was once high up and was now alive and alive, absolutely not

The whole tent was warm from the big fire on the ground, Lan Yi's forehead was already sweating, and his legs near the fire had been roasted and hurt, but he didn't dare to leave, he vaguely understood that his legs would hurt because of the cold, and then it developed to the point that he was swollen and could no longer walk, and he had to be controlled in front of Yan. "Words, feelings, first, http://www.Klxsw.com

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At this time, a voice came to mind outside the animal skin at the entrance of the tent: "Lord Sacrifice, I am an empty rat." ”

Lan Yi sat up straight and said in a voice without any emotion, "Come in." ”

The animal skin opened a small gap, and then a person squeezed in from the outside, bowed his head and stood in the distance, seeing this, Lan Yi narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, although this person is not a qualified hunter, but he is cautious in his work, knowing that he is afraid of the cold at this time, so he is very careful in his movements.

"Say it." Lan Yi put the cane on his side.

Although the person who came was a man, he was short, skinny, and his head was very low, and after hearing Lan Yi's inquiry, he hurriedly replied: "Lord Sacrifice, Long Ming's leg has indeed healed, and he has been walking around a lot in the tribe these days, he led Ling Fei, no, the female slave went to the area where the old hunter lived in the eastern tribe of the tribe, and he has cured several of them, but he has not seen those people get better, in addition, Long Xian's family has been walking very close to the female slave. ”

The hand holding the cane couldn't help but tighten up a little strength, although the face was normal, but the green tendons exposed on the back of the hand showed that his heart was not calm at this time, the inconspicuous female slave, he could feel that the person was a nemesis for him, that person was more terrible than the dragon war, he felt that the female slave seemed to be really the messenger of the gods, she could really find something that could deal with poisonous snakes, she could treat the leg injuries that had plagued the tribe for many years, although Long Zhan and Long Xian did not say, But the thing called Taro was definitely discovered by her, it was beyond his imagination, he seemed to be an ignorant person in front of her, she was much more powerful than the person who had taught her to know herbs, she would take away her current status, and she would never let her live again.

But he had to endure it, because his leg was also in trouble now, and he couldn't let the people of his clan know that he was not as good as a slave and his leg

"I know what happened between you and Long Xian, don't worry, if you are willing to do a good job for me, I will definitely get your wish." When it comes to people who do things for themselves, Lan Yi knows how to make them more loyal to him.

"Thank you, Lord Priest." The man was hunched lower, his face almost touching the ground.

Rubbing the smooth wood that had been grinded, Lan Yi pretended to be casual and asked, "That female slave has a problem, for the sake of the stability of the tribe, you must keep an eye on her, do you see what kind of demon treatment she used?"

"I eavesdropped outside the tent and didn't see how it was done, as if it was just a hot compress on the legs with ordinary mud roasting, and the female slave learned it after only doing Tatsuno once." The man replied respectfully.

It was so swollen that it hurt so much that even a strong warrior couldn't stand up and was cured so easily, Lan Yi didn't believe it, but he didn't say it directly, but said: "Find a chance, take a closer look, and then come back and sue me, only if you know what kind of demon method she used, can you convict her, and then expel all the people related to her from the tribe." ”

"Yes, Lord Priest."

A dark and uncertain light flashed in Lan Yi's eyes, and he paused for a long time before saying: "The day before yesterday, I heard that something happened, the female slave was led to Tiger Mountain near Beishan, and was found by Long Zhan, you did a good job, you have to be more careful next time, or find something to drag Long Zhan and Long Ye to them, alas, it's a pity, the demon is fateful, hum." ”

The man stiffened, did not speak, and did not excuse himself for not knowing about it, as long as it was harmful to the female slave, the priest would be very happy, and if he was lucky, he might be rewarded.

He was thinking about it, with a "bang", there was an extra piece of fresh meat on the ground in front of him, and then a voice sounded over his head, "Follow them closely, and report to me in time if there is any movement." ”

"Yes, yes, thank you, Lord Priest."

When he had spoken, the man quickly took the dusty meat in his hand, and respectfully turned around and walked out of the tent, with a salivating smile on his face, he hadn't eaten meat for a long time, and this time it was really a blessing from that unknown person.

Lan Yi in the tent could no longer hide his viciousness, as long as he knew how to heal his legs, he would definitely kill that hateful female slave.

Haha, since you like to be nosy, then you should die on this snowy day with those old immortals.

With other thoughts in mind, Lan Yi tidied up the animal skin and walked out of the tent when the sun was at its highest.

Feixing also knew about the little slaves of the Dragon Zhan family to heal those old hunters, when those people were arranged there, he acquiesced, as the patriarch, he couldn't expel these people who could no longer continue hunting and could not participate in the gathering from the tribe, because this would make the current young and middle-aged people have different hearts, after all, a small number of those people are relatives who are related to them by blood, and more importantly, every hunter has an old time, and every old hunter will get that kind of leg disease, except for sacrifices.

But this is not a good thing for Feixing, if Ling Fei really heals those people's legs, then he will have to give food to those people when the snow comes, how much food do so many people need, all the taro near the tribe has been dug back, but it has not reached the storage capacity of last year, and now there are so many long mouths, he really has a headache, and these people's legs are injured and they can't go hunting anymore, continue or simply waste food, they have to find a way to do both.

As he was thinking about it, he watched the sacrifice in the distance walking in his direction, and Feixing frowned, maybe the sacrifice could provide him with a good solution.

The two people with the same goal in their hearts both smiled knowingly after testing each other, and agreed together how to let the people of the clan survive this snowy day.

At this time, the sky lost its former brightness, a gray patch, obscuring the sun, the sun was powerless and radiating heat, but it could no longer bring warmth, and the sky in the distance was a cold black, and the most cruel snow day on this continent was coming